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Chapter 151 Go to Hell and Atone for Your Sins

  An Wenya didn't think of anything when she jumped down from the tree with the knife in her hand. She was so calm as if she was accustomed to such things.

  At this time, she was no longer the little girl who had been protected by her family for seventeen years. She was no longer afraid or timid. The only thing she was thinking about was... this place was closest to the Jinyang Brigade, and she absolutely could not let these two people set foot in their village.

  Her last name is An, and it is her responsibility to protect the people in the village.

  The moment he fell, he threw a fierce punch with his backhand. At the same time the opponent bent down subconsciously, the dagger in his hand slashed across the scarred man's neck.

  The scarred man fell backwards suddenly, barely avoiding the dagger that was powerful enough to cut the aorta in his neck, but a shallow mark was still left on his neck, and a streak of blood slid down the cut on his neck.

  "who are you?"

  The scarred man originally thought that the group of people had caught up with him so quickly, but when he saw clearly that the person standing under the moonlight was actually a young girl, the expression on his face instantly turned into surprise.

  An Wenya looked at the scarred man expressionlessly, her eyes slightly narrowed, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth. She clenched a fist with one hand and held a sharp blade with the other, and her cold voice carried a chilling murderous aura.

  "Hua people."

  It's just three simple words. Those who attempt to destroy the peace of Hua Country and invade the territory of other countries will never understand the meaning of these three seemingly simple words to the people of Hua Country.

  An Wenya didn't want to waste any time. She was well aware of her shortcomings in fighting, her lack of strength and endurance, and the opponent had a gun, so she had to end the battle quickly.

  He quickly stepped forward and kicked the scarred man on the arm, then flipped over and jumped up, and in an instant he came behind the scarred man with a somersault, and stabbed the scarred man's side with his backhand.

  "Ah, Baka!"

  "Damn Hua people."

  The scarred man originally spoke fluent Birch dialect, and it was impossible to tell where he was from, but this subconscious curse instantly exposed his true identity.

  Hearing this, An Wenya, who had originally had a calm expression, suddenly trembled in her eyes, and hatred of a deep blood feud appeared in her eyes again.

  "People from the island country."

  An Wenya looked at the people in front of her with a cold expression, and the hatred in her eyes was deep. The three people with strong murderous intent were bitten on the back of their teeth and shouted: "More damnable."

  Next, An Wenya fought with a completely fearless attitude, and her attacks became faster and faster, and more and more ruthless.

  The smell of blood in the woods became stronger and stronger, drifting farther and farther away with the night wind.

  "damn it."

  The scarred man yelled angrily and kicked An Wenya in the stomach. He then rolled on the ground, turned over and jumped up, half-crouching on the ground, quickly pulled out the pistol hidden on his ankle from his trouser leg, raised it and fired several shots at An Wenya.

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