Chapter 910: One-sided Torture

As such, an extremely strange scene appeared.

The killer’s body suspended in mid-air, but he held a gun in one hand and aimed at Jian Ai.

There was no time to think about why his body suddenly floated in the air uncontrollably. As a professional killer, he was born with alert and sensitive nerves. This scene was enough for him to feel danger, so he instinctively pulled out his gun quickly.

Without any hesitation, the man pulled the trigger. Even though the gun he had equipped his gun with a silencer, two muffled sounds still sounded.

Bang! Bang!

The bullet shot out and towards Jian Ai at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Jian Ai had long been lying in ambush in the room, so she was naturally mentally prepared for any emergency. A killer carrying a murder weapon was the first thing she considered, so the moment the other party pulled out his gun, Jian Ai was already prepared.

She raised her hand, and the two bullets suddenly stopped less than five centimeters from Jian Ai’s palm. Jian Ai’s expression was stern as she waved her hand. The two bullets instantly changed direction and nailed into the room’s wall in the next second.

At the same time, Jian Ai waved her other hand hard, and the man’s body suddenly hit the ground and then jerked back in mid-air.

“Oh…”

The man grunted in pain, but before he could react, his body smashed to the left again and hit the room wall.

In the next second, he fell to the ground again. Jian Ai raised her hand, and the man quickly hit the roof again.

After a while, the man saw stars and felt dizzy. He felt as if his internal organs were about to shatter.

It seemed to be an ordinary collision, but every collision was solid. Jian Ai only waved her hands left and right, and it looked effortless.

In front of Jian Ai’s supernatural abilities, even a professional killer could only be tortured one-sidedly.

In the end, the man’s feet were forcefully pressed against the wall of the room by an invisible force. The gun that had landed on the ground slowly floated up by itself. In the end, the muzzle aimed at the man’s forehead, floating in the air alone.

The man looked at the scene in front of him in horror. His head was still in a daze, and he did not know what had happened.

At this moment, Jian Ai slowly walked up and sized him up with a cold gaze. Then, she said in a cold tone, “I thought I wouldn’t be able to catch you. I didn’t expect you to not give up.”

Jian Ai spoke Chinese and didn’t know if the man could understand her.

Unexpectedly, the man asked Jian Ai in Chinese, “You… who are you?!”

His voice trembled uncontrollably. Obviously, he was filled with fear for this teenage girl in front of him. That fear came from his fear of unknown abilities. It was a spontaneous emotion that any ordinary person should have when seeing such a scene.

“I’m someone who can easily take your life.”

Since he knew Chinese, it was much easier to communicate. Although Jian Ai knew English, she did not know which country this man was from. It was obvious that using Chinese was the easiest.

Jian Ai silently turned around and walked towards the coffee table in the living room. Leaving her back to the enemy was very dangerous, but there was no choice. Even if the man wanted to do something behind her back, he was stuck to the wall and could not move at all.

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