Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Chapter 148 Mysterious Man Saves Youyou, Twin Thieves

The people outside were still closing in. Sang Ling calmly pulled out two pistols and tossed them to them, instructing, "Remember to cover me later."

The twins stared at the cold, hard weapon in their hands and the cool, composed girl in front of them.

"Um, how do we provide cover?" Baozhu asked, holding the gun awkwardly with a look of eager curiosity.

I've never been under cover before, so I'm a little curious and a little nervous.

Sang Ling turned around in surprise.

“Never used it?”

Baozhu shook her head. No.

Sang Ling looked the two of them up and down again, and asked, "What exactly do you two do?"

Baozhu, who had looked innocent and naive, suddenly straightened her back and snorted arrogantly, "You don't know this, do you? We're really good. We're known in the martial arts world as the Twin Thieves. We're famous in the thief world."

Hearing the other person's arrogant tone, Sang Ling fell silent and quietly looked away.

Forget it, let's save ourselves.

The proud and arrogant Baozhu was about to say something when she turned her head and found that Sangling was gone. Just as she was about to look for her, she was suddenly pulled to the side by Zhenzhu.

The next second, the spot where they had just been standing was riddled with bullets.

Feeling the threat of death once again, Baozhu threw herself into Zhenzhu's arms, "Sister, what do we do now? They've gone mad, they're even killing us."

"Quiet down first." Pearl gently pressed her noisy younger sister down and carefully observed her surroundings.

I was almost hit by stray bullets several times.

Pearl frowned, squatted down and began assembling the equipment, saying as she did so, "Sang Ling is missing. We have to find her, and once we find her, we'll use the paraglider to escape."

The two were engrossed in assembling the paraglider and did not notice that the surroundings were gradually becoming quiet.

Until footsteps sounded behind me.

Pearl was startled, gripped her pistol tightly, and turned around abruptly.

"Didn't you say you didn't know how to use it?" Sang Ling, who had returned victorious, held a blood-dripping dagger in her hand, tilted her head and looked at the two of them, with two drops of blood still on her fair cheeks.

Upon seeing that it was Sang Ling, the two were taken aback and looked around.

Only then did they realize that the other side had silently wiped out a whole team.

Baozhu stood behind Zhenzhu, flapping her two large wings, and leaned forward to ask in a low voice, "Shall we still skate?"

Sang Ling also saw the paragliders behind them and curiously went forward to touch them.

Suddenly a rocket came hurtling towards them.

The immense impact kicked up dust, which then settled to reveal an invisible shield that stood firmly in front of Sang Ling.

The twins cowered behind Sang Ling, their eyes wide with astonishment.

Sang Ling calmly turned her head, looking ahead through the shield with a gloomy expression.

Directly in front of them, a man dressed as a clown was carrying a rocket launcher and aiming it at them, a strange smile playing on his lips.

He was astonished to see that the three of them were completely unharmed.

Sang Ling glanced at the shield in front of her, then turned her gaze to another spot.

There, a tall figure stood, his aura cold and dangerous, appearing like a ghost.

Sang Ling's appearance was so obvious that everyone noticed the person who suddenly appeared.

He approached slowly, his black trench coat tracing an elegant arc, and a black mask covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of deep, cold eyes.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the shield in front of Sang Ling instantly transformed into streaks of electricity and vanished.

"Fuck, it was you who did this." Upon seeing this, the clown cursed angrily and immediately pointed the rocket launcher at the man.

They were determined to kill him.

The other party completely ignored him, slowly turned his head to look at Sang Ling, and after two seconds, he looked away and slowly turned his gaze to the angry clown.

"Die!" The Joker was about to press the rocket launcher again.

The man who was originally five meters away from him appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, his gloved hand gently covering the rocket launcher.

In an instant, the rocket launcher was disassembled into a pile of parts, even though the other side hadn't done anything.

The clown's pupils dilated in shock as he looked at the man so close to him, his eyes filled with murderous intent. His mind was instantly overwhelmed by fear.

Before he could beg for mercy, the man grabbed his skull.

As the sound of bones being crushed filled the air, the last thing he saw was a pair of eyes devoid of warmth and emotion.

The clown fell silent in the man's hands. The man didn't even glance at him coldly, but he turned his head and looked at Sang Ling leisurely.

Then turned and left.

"Holy crap, so handsome." Baozhu finally came to her senses, her eyes sparkling.

Pearl pursed her lips and remained silent, sensing that the other person was dangerous.

"But why would he help us?" Baozhu asked, full of questions.

Pearl glanced meaningfully at the silent Sang Ling.

The man hadn't gone far when a car sped by, and as it passed by, its gaze unexpectedly met that of Fu Zhirang in the back seat.

Fu Zhirang's eyes darkened as he watched the figure receding into the distance in the rearview mirror.

"Well, it's getting late, how about we head back first?" A gust of cold wind swept by, and Baozhu hugged herself as she whispered the suggestion.

"Do you have a car?" Sang Ling asked.

“No, if you don’t want to leave, we can carry you back.” Baozhu said sincerely.

So sincere that even Pearl, standing to the side, didn't know what to say.

"Never mind." Sang Ling glanced at her, then turned to look ahead. "They're here."

"What's here?" Baozhu turned her head in confusion.

A Hummer sped out of the night, the door opened, and a familiar figure got out and walked quickly towards them.

Sang Ling's face lit up with a smile, and she eagerly rushed over, "Jiaojiao~"

Fu Zhirang strode forward and caught the little girl who rushed towards him, nervously holding her in his arms and checking her over.

"Are you injured?" Fu Zhirang asked anxiously.

His gaze fell upon the bloodstains on the little girl's face, and his anger deepened. He pursed his lips and carefully wiped the blood away for her.

Apologize softly.

"Sorry, I'm late."

He rushed over as soon as he learned the little girl was missing, but it seemed he was still a step too late.

"Not too late, not too late, just right." Sang Ling shook her head.

If he hadn't come, she would have had to be carried back by the twins again, which would have been bumpy and uncomfortable, much less comfortable than riding in a car.

Sang Ling stared at the Hummer behind him with bright eyes.

Fu Zhirang glanced at the messy scene, concealed the coldness in his eyes, and tenderly picked up the little girl and returned to the car.

Uncle Zhang was driving, and he was sitting in the driver's seat with a kind smile on his face.

After the two got into the car, Baozhu suddenly pounced on them.

"Sister, you've left us behind."

Sang Ling looked up, but before she could speak, she heard Fu Jiaojiao's cold and ruthless voice, "There are no seats left."

The refusal was so decisive that Baozhu was stunned.

Fu Zhirang didn't give her a chance to react at all. He closed the car door and said to Uncle Zhang, "Drive."

Uncle Zhang stepped on the gas, and the Hummer disappeared into the night with a "whoosh".

The twins were left completely bewildered.

Baozhu finally realized what was happening and chased after them while shouting.

"We can sit on the roof of the car too."

pearl:……