"Are you angry?"
"Do you hate me now?"
"Aww, blame yourself for being weak, kid."
"I bet you wanted to kill me so bad now, hahaha."
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Yu Ning'er raised her lips and whispered, "Happy Birthday, Ning'er."
"I'm 17 now, huh."
"Time sure flies fast."
Xiong Fei picked a 7-class soul guidance Disk-Launcher from his spatial tool and aimed it at Yu Ning'er. It's a tool with a minigun shape and oval barrels.
"Whatever, just die." He grinned while pumping his spirit energy into the Disk-Launcher.
Yu Ning'er disappeared from Xiong Fei's vision and appeared in front of him with a faint lightning flash, kicking his stomach in the liver area.
Bam!
Cough!
Xiong Fei actually wasn't injured by her attacks, but he could still feel the pain.
He instinctively pressed the trigger and launched several disks at point-blank range, which exploded when hitting Yu Ning'er.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
