Ning Xinlan immediately became furious, pushed the car door open, and charged at Ning Fan with outstretched claws, "Ning Fan, you shameless bastard, I will fight you to the death."
"Heh." Ning Fan flicked his wrist, watching Ning Xinlan's figure getting closer and closer.
When there was only half a meter left, Ning Fan suddenly kicked out like a cannonball.
Bang!
Ning Xinlan was sent flying, drawing a perfect parabola, and landed on the ground in a disheveled state, her face scratched.
It was an undeniably heavy fall.
Even though Ning Xinlan had cultivation, she couldn't withstand the overwhelming pain.
She clutched her chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at Ning Fan with hatred, and gritted her teeth, "Ning Fan, as long as I'm alive, I will be your enemy, we will fight to the death."
"You are destined to have no chance for revenge!"
Saying this, Ning Fan drew a dagger from the Shadow Team member beside him and threw it furiously.
Swish...
