Chapter 18: Bite the Dust Squad Showdown③

  Bei Ye had already lost a lot of face today, she thought she couldn't lose any more to this person, so she went all out and made the gesture for the final showdown directly at the leader of the Bite to Death squad.

  The captain bowed his fist and immediately led the order. Then, including the 5 people who lost earlier, the 20 members of the Bite to Death team gathered together. They quickly moved to the edge of Wuying's body, but instead of rushing to act, they surrounded her in a circle and then struck their respective poses. They bustled around Wuying, forming a circle, looking like some ethnic minority's Fire Festival, where people dance around the bonfire.

  I'm fed up! I've been dizzy from the transfer! Wu Ningmo no longer had the patience to continue, directly aiming at a direction, directly stretching his legs and using seven layers of power, attack!

  Wang Jing's confident flying kick went down, and the teammate who was caught off guard stood firmly in place.

  How could this be? Wu Xingmo was stunned! This was the first time in her life that she had lost her footing! Her flying kick was famous for being fast, accurate and ruthless. Wu Xingmo's flying kick was never a wasted move!

  You're pleased! Bei Ye restored to his original proud and arrogant self. What just happened was just a warm-up, the real show is only just beginning! The ability of the Bite to Death Squad is not that simple!

  Wu Ningmu didn't believe in evil, and was certain that she hadn't performed well enough earlier. This time, she kicked out with a flying leg, using ten layers of force. The object being attacked tilted slightly, then returned to its original position.

  OMG! Is she dreaming? Wu Ning couldn't accept the reality in front of her. This flying kick was a secret move unique to the Wu family, and so far no one had been able to withstand it! Those who were kicked would have to stay in bed for at least a week, or even be bedridden for a year!

  It doesn't go beyond three. Wu Jingmo's third kick was made with all her might. This time, not only did she fail to attack and knock down her opponent, but instead let her opponent grab her right leg, then with a blank expression on her face, looked at Wu Jingmo like a sandbag, lifted her up in the air, spun her around several times, and then threw her out straight.

  It's done——Wu Ning closed her eyes, and was thrown out like a dart. In the last moment before closing her eyes, she saw an ant on her body whispering apologetically: "Sorry, master, I'll leave first!" Then it jumped up, flapping its invisible small wings to fly towards a safe distance.

  If Wǔ Níng Mò hadn't misjudged, she was now flying towards a solid wall. She prayed to herself: May the Lord bless me, don't let the impact be too great! She didn't want to die young and become an idiot from hitting her head either!

  After ten seconds of free fall, Wǔ Níngmò's body slowly fell down. It seemed like she had landed, but how could kissing the wall be so gentle? How come it didn't hurt at all?

  Wan Xing suddenly opened one eye and saw a handsome face looking down at her.

  "East... East..." She had been saying "east" for half a day but still couldn't get out the full name.

  Until Dongfang Zhao had put her down, Wu Ningmo was still immersed in incredulity: wasn't he the one who disliked her the most? Wasn't he still suspicious that she was from some dark organization? Why did he save her?