Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 1282 - The Story of Ling and Heng (545)

Chapter 1282: The Story of Ling and Heng (545)

The Tokyo bandit immediately shouted something behind Feng Ling. It sounded like Chinese, but it also sounded like j.a.panese. When it was mixed together, no one could understand it.

However, they believed that not many people present could understand it. They just treated it as if they were listening to Chinese. They immediately shouted a few more words, and some of them could really be heard. For example, they shouted in Chinese, “Do you want to live?”, “Grandpa can let you live,” “Give me money,” “Don’t pretend to be deaf and mute.”

Feng Ling looked at the man behind her who was holding a gun. She suddenly smiled and whispered.

Although her voice was low, not everyone present could understand Chinese. Chinese people were very common in large cities abroad. When one or two people heard her cursing in Chinese, they immediately looked at her in surprise.

However, the Tokyo bandit did not understand. He just stared at her in confusion and asked in fluent Chinese, “Are you Chinese?”

Feng Ling smiled mildly. Her smile appeared harmless, especially her long hair. The clothes she was wearing were the ones Ji Nuan had forced her to buy. She looked very feminine, making people think that she was just a weak young girl.

She did not answer but said clearly, “You don’t even know how to speak proper Chinese. How dare a few Tokyo bandits pretend to be your ancestors from thousands of years ago? The Chinese use knives and guns to kill their enemies. They are not on the same side as you j.a.panese who kill themselves at every turn. Be careful.”

The group of Tokyo bandits didn’t quite understand her words, but they could tell that she didn’t seem to be afraid of them at all. They immediately looked at her coldly in displeasure. Seeing that many people in the bookstore had their attention drawn to the young girl, several people who were closer to the front and back doors began to secretly attempt to escape.

However, just as she was about to escape, she was stopped. The gunshots once again made a “peng” sound in the air. In an instant, screams rang out again.

In this moment of chaos, Feng Ling suddenly grabbed the gun on her waist and s.n.a.t.c.hed it from the man behind her. She then grabbed a transparent gla.s.s bottle on the shelf behind her and smashed it against the man’s head. The moment the man was. .h.i.t, she kicked him over and rushed over, s.n.a.t.c.hing the gun from the man who had just been hit by the gla.s.s bottle.

With two guns in her hands, she didn’t have to worry about not having any bullets. She forcefully turned the gun in her hand and coldly fired at the two men who were groaning in pain on the ground. The bullets. .h.i.t their wrists, rendering them unable to partic.i.p.ate in the battle.

It was just a few robbers with guns. Feng Ling immediately kicked the nearest bookshelf in front of her and blocked all the bullets coming at her. She then avoided the guns of those robbers and shot the person closest to her.

The people who were kidnapped in this bookstore didn’t know what had happened.

That young and beautiful girl just now actually had such a good background? She actually dared to go against so many armed bandits?

Even a young girl knew how to resist. The men in the bookstore subconsciously tried to hide behind the other bookshelves. At the same time, they kept grabbing the heavy books and throwing them in the direction of the bandits. They wanted to help, but they also wanted to save themselves.

Feng Ling took advantage of the chaos caused by the books and suddenly raised her other gun. She aimed it at the man who was charging at her and then at his head. She glanced at him coldly. The man was stunned and didn’t dare to move forward again. She suddenly kicked away the man who had fallen to the ground and tried to grab her leg. She turned around and used her elbow, knees, calves, and feet to hit the men. She took all their guns and threw them into the fish tank in the corner of the bookstore. When the men who were good at martial arts tried to stop her, she slammed the gun in her hand against their necks. She didn’t forget her close combat skills at all. In the blink of an eye, the bandits fell to the ground, groaning in pain. This time, they were all cursing.

Hearing their words, the people present immediately understood. These people actually pretended to be Chinese. They were clearly the rumored Tokyo bandits, yet they dared to pretend to be Chinese and cause trouble overseas!

“Who exactly are you?” One of the Tokyo bandits whose wrist bones were almost crushed by Feng Ling fell to the ground and twitched in pain. He asked her with difficulty.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes and glanced at him coldly. She did not answer but threw the last gun in her hand into the fish tank in the corner and turned to leave.

She didn’t find the book she wanted just now, but she remembered the name of the book that had attracted her earlier. She wanted to buy it from another bookstore and take the weekend home to study.

The painful groans behind her continued. Outside, the sound of police cars approaching could be heard. Feng Ling walked towards the door leading to the mall without looking back. When the two Tokyo bandits who were not armed glared at her, she also looked at them coldly. The two men did not dare to stop her. Under her gaze, they quickly turned away and ran in to help their comrades up and escape.

Feng Ling did not pay any more attention to what was happening behind her. No matter how the London police handled this matter, it had nothing to do with her. After all, she was only defending herself and did not kill anyone. The few of them were enough to keep the police busy. No one would take the time to bother her.

However, as soon as she entered the mall, she wanted to find a door that led outside and leave quickly. She didn’t want to waste time in such a place. She still had to go to the bookstore.

Unexpectedly, she b.u.mped into Mr. Ian who had appeared here.

Their eyes met. Ian’s gaze fell on her like a torch. At the same time, he saw the bloodstain on her wrist.

Feng Ling had good moves, but those men had a lot of weapons in their hands. One of them was carrying a knife. Although she managed to cut him down, his wrist was still cut.