Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Once faced with such a fast-moving masked man, she couldn't aim in the right direction and fired randomly.

Jing Jiaren fired a gun at the masked man who was close to her, and went upstairs quickly.

Fortunately, it was a tranquilizer pistol, and there were hundreds of rounds in the barrel, enough for her to shoot randomly.

Thin silver needles are flying around in the air...

Several masked men climbed over the railing and blocked her again. She hurriedly fired two shots at their feet. One of them was hit, his legs and feet were numb, and he jumped at her and rolled down the stairs.

Jing Jiaren leaned sideways, stuck to the armrest, and was about to shoot another masked figure, but her hand was twisted.

The white mask got close, she bit her lower lip hard, and the pain almost broke the bones of her hand.

The palm of the hand holding the gun was sweating. Finally, she let out a cry of pain, and the pistol fell to the stairs...

The masked man picked her up and threw her on his shoulders, climbed over the guardrail, and jumped steadily from the half-floor height.

A bodyguard was kicked over and fell right under the masked man's feet. He struggled to sit up, with blood spurting from his chest.

"Miss Jing..."

The bodyguard grabbed the masked man's feet, trying to throw him down.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard, remembering the Mixiang bracelet on her wrist, and hurriedly turned the switch...

The buds unfolded slowly, Jing Jiaren held her breath, and waved her hand in front of the masked man.

The foot that stepped on the bodyguard stopped, the masked man inhaled the fragrance, and suddenly fell backwards, Jing Jiaren was thrown out and rolled a few times...

She hurt her elbows and knees, sat up quickly, and turned off the button on the bracelet.

On the ground, there are already several masked people lying here and there...

The bodyguard was covered in blood, grabbed Jing Jiaren's feet, and blood was gushing from his mouth when he spoke: "Miss Jing, the gun..."

Jing Jiaren dropped the tranquilizer gun just now.

She took a breath, took the bloody gun from him tremblingly, and her whole body became numb.

"Miss Jing, this way!"

A bodyguard pressed her chest and held her arm. Just as she was about to go upstairs, she found a row of masked men standing in three rows on the stairs.

"Be careful!" Jing Jiaren raised her pistol, aimed at a masked man who was attacking a bodyguard, and shot past...

At the gate of the eagle, Gong Zihua stood there squinting, followed by a bunch of masked figures.

He moved his fingers from time to time, and several of them flew up...

Like a kitten teasing a mouse, play with them.

"Gong Zihua, you are despicable!"

"Be obedient and catch it with your arms tied, you can't escape even if you struggle." Gong Zihua stood against the light, his handsome face in the shadows with a thrilling and enchanting beauty.

Jing Jia was so angry that she grabbed the pistol and shot Gong Zihua.

He dodged slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch, and actually grabbed the needle she released.

What kind of skill is this...

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that it was impossible for her to escape.

"What's your purpose for bringing me here? Where's my mother? Let me see her..."

Gong Zihua stroked her neck with her hand, rubbing the mark drawn by the collar: "I don't know."

"do not know?!"

"If you want to find her, you should ask Donggong." Gong Zihua snorted coldly, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't want to talk nonsense, "Have you struggled enough? Save your energy!"

"..."

"Arrest her!!" With a majestic order, a large group of masked people rushed up behind him.

Even though the bodyguards sent by Ximen Longting are the best of the best...