The Tokyo bandit immediately shouted something behind Feng Ling, which sounded like Chinese and Japanese, and mixed together became words that others could not understand.

But they believe that few people present can understand it anyway, anyway, just listen to it as Chinese, and immediately shouted a few words in a row, and there were really a few sentences in the middle that could be heard, such as shouting in Chinese "Do you want to live", "Grandpa can make you live", "Give money", "Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb" and so on.

Feng Ling looked at the person with the gun behind him, suddenly hooked his lips as if he didn't have it, and whispered a word.

Although her voice was low, not all of the people present could not understand Chinese, and in such big cities and bustling streets abroad, Chinese are very common, and one or two people heard her say a curse in Chinese, scolding this group of Tokyo bandits for being an island tribe, and they immediately looked in her direction with a surprised face.

However, the Tokyo bandits did not understand, just stared at her with some incomprehension, and then asked in the non-fluent Chinese: "Is it Chinese?"

Feng Ling smiled faintly, her smile seemed to be harmless, especially since she had long hair now, and the clothes she was wearing were also one of the sets that Ji Nuan forced her to buy some time ago, and the whole person looked very girly, making people feel that she should be just a young girl who was helpless.

She didn't answer, but said word by word very clearly: "I can't even say a decent Chinese, the barbarians from several island countries still dare to pretend to be ancestors here thousands of years ago, Chinese with knives and guns is to go into battle to kill the enemy, and this kind of little Japanese who commits suicide against the emperor at every turn is not a road, pay attention to proportion." ”

The group of Tokyo bandits didn't understand her very well, but they could see that she didn't seem to be afraid of them at all, and immediately looked in her direction with cold eyes, and saw that the attention of many people in the bookstore was attracted by the young girl, and several people who were closer to the front and back doors began to try to escape quietly.

As a result, he was stopped just as he was about to escape, and the gunshots made a "bang" in the sky again, and in an instant, the screams were everywhere again.

At this moment of chaos, Feng Ling's hand suddenly grabbed the gun attached to his waist unexpectedly, grabbed the gun with one hand at a speed that the person behind him did not reflect at all, and grabbed a transparent glass bottle with a green basket above the bookshelf behind him with the other hand and smashed it the head of another person who was slightly closer to here, and at the moment when the person was hit, he kicked the person behind him over, and rushed over neatly, snatching the gun in the hand of the person who had just been hit by the glass bottle and fell to the ground.

With two guns in her hands, she didn't have to worry about running out of bullets, and with a forced handsome turn of the gun in her hand, she fired a shot at each of the two people who fell to the ground and snorted bitterly, and the bullet hit their wrists, making them unable to participate in the battle again.

It's just a few robbers with guns, Feng Ling didn't say a word, and at the moment when the Tokyo bandits who had reflected it raised their guns and aimed at her, he kicked the bookcase closest to him to the front, blocking all the bullets coming towards him, and then avoiding the muzzles of those people, and stretched out his hand under the cover of the bookcase to shoot again, hitting the person on the very edge.

The people who were kidnapped in the bookstore didn't know what was going on for a while.

The girl who looked young and beautiful just now...... How could there be such a good back, and how could they compete with so many gunmen in front of them?

A young girl knew how to resist, and some men in the bookstore subconsciously tried to hide behind other bookcases, and at the same time kept grabbing those heavy books and smashing them in the direction of those bandits, also wanting to help, and trying to save themselves.

Feng Ling took advantage of the fact that those books were flying around and disturbed the sight of those people, and suddenly raised the other gun, and shot it at the feet of the person who rushed over next to him, and then looked at the other party coldly in the direction of his head, and at the same time that the other party was shocked and didn't dare to step forward for a while, he suddenly kicked away the person who fell to the ground early but tried to reach out to pull her legs, turned around and suddenly stepped forward, using his elbows, knees, calves, and feet, to shoot all those people, snatching all their guns and throwing them into the fish tank with a few fish under the corner of the bookstore, and at the same time that those people with good skills wanted to step forward to restrain her, slammed the butt of the gun in his hand on the back of their necks, and the tricks of hand-to-hand combat were not forgotten at all, but a few Tokyo bandits had all fallen to the ground in the blink of an eye, lying on the ground in pain and humming, swearing in their mouths, and this time it was all in the native language of their island country.

As soon as they heard what they said, those people present instantly understood that these people were actually pretending to be Chinese, obviously the rumored Tokyo bandits, and they were so bad that they dared to pretend to be Chinese and cause trouble in foreign countries!

“…… Who is it?" one of the Tokyo bandits, who had just been Feng Ling and was about to crush his wrist bone, fell to the ground in pain and convulsed, and asked her with difficulty.

Feng Ling lowered his eyes, glanced at him coldly, did not answer, but threw the last gun in his hand into the fish tank in the corner, turned around and left.

She didn't find the book she was looking for just now, but she remembered the name of the book that attracted her before, and she was going to buy it in another bookstore and take it home on the weekend to take a good look at Xuexue.

The snorting behind her continued, and there was already the sound of a police car approaching outside, Feng Ling walked towards the door leading to the mall without looking back, and when there were two Tokyo bandits who were not armed with guns in front of the door staring at her, she also looked at them with expressionless cold eyes, and the two people didn't dare to stop her in the end, and quickly turned away under her gaze, turned around and ran in quickly to help her accomplices up and flee quickly.

Feng Ling didn't pay attention to what happened behind her, no matter how the police in London dealt with it, it had nothing to do with her, after all, her behavior was just self-defense, and she didn't kill anyone, a few people were in one piece, it was enough to keep the police busy, and no one would take the time to pester her.

As a result, she just walked into the mall, and she wanted to find a door leading to the outside inside and leave quickly, not planning to waste time in such a place, she had to go to the bookstore.

But I didn't expect to suddenly bump into Mr. Ain, who didn't know when he appeared here.

Looking at each other, Aine looked at her like a torch of light falling on her, and at the same time, saw a streak of blood on her wrist.

Feng Ling's back is indeed good, but there are many weapons in the hands of those people just now, and one of them is carrying a knife, although she was also chopped off by her in the end, but after all, he was still scratched in the snatch.