Chapter 43 (1/2)

Gu Jing stepped in front of Zhen Lang, but he pulled her behind him

‘Gentle said

Zhen Lang opened his wallet and he gave all his roup of men

‘Gentle said

The group ofgave the’s neck

Zhen Lang unbuttoned his shi+rt collar ‘We don’t have any jewellery on us’

The leader of the group of ’s‘Little boy, looks like you knohat’s good for you You can leave’

Zhen Lang wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist and they took one step out of the alley street

‘Wait,’ the leader said He stood in front of Zhen Lang and he looked over Zhen Lang’s shoulder at Gu Jing ‘I said you can leave, but I didn’t say she can leave’

Zhen Lang glared coldly at the group of

‘Little boy, honestly we just want to find the little Miss Gu This has nothing to do with you Considering your generosity before I don’t want to trouble you If you knohat’s good for you then you should disappear Right now isn’t the time to play the hero,’ the leader said

‘Little Miss Gu? Gentle said

‘We’ve waited here for a few days for her to show up Finally we can fulfil our contract,’ the leader said

The group of

‘Our target is the little girl You better leave otherwise today you’ll be crippled,’ the leader threatened

‘Why don’t you de asked

‘Do you want to die?’ the leader asked

‘Who’s dead? I can’t see clearly, shohere,’ Zhen Lang said

‘You’ll see clearly soon,’ the leader said

Another man stepped in front of the leader and he ai back, but she ai at the man’s stomach and the sides of her dress ripped into two slits Then in a blink of an eye Zhen Lang kicked the round

Zhen Lang’s powerful kick shocked the group of men They underestimated the couple in front of them

‘You…’ Gu Jing said

The ht she knew for ’s one kick was faster and more powerful than any of her kicks in the past

Zhen Lang looked over his wife’s shoulder ‘Behind you’

Gu Jing snapped out of her shock She kicked and punched the man behind her The roaned in pain on the ground

Zhen Lang turned around, he pulled his wife behind him and he kicked another man who aimed an iron pipe at her head The man flew to the back of the alley way

‘Be careful, this isn’t a tourna warned his wife

Gu Jing knew Zhen Lang was right These group of men weren’t her competitors in a tournament match who needed to abide by tournament rules They were contract killers with iron pipes in their hands

Gu Jing’s attacks were fast and strong, but Zhen Lang’s attacks were faster and stronger