My interference...plus the possibility of falling unscathed on the air cushion, my chance of death is reduced by 99.9%! "

“??”

The shots of her were shaken.

But Bao Ruanrou made a fist with his left hand, tapped the heart of his right hand, stood up in the wind in a second, and raised a corner of his long skirt.

Look into the camera.

"Who fought for the beautiful sister? Me."

In the eyes of everyone.

After a group of figures who failed to wipe their tears and stumbled...

She walked slowly to the glass passage.

Like a gymnast walking on a balance beam, she raised her slender arms and gestured in all directions.

Then, her fair face raised.

At an amazing speed, amazing pace, amazing stability, pass in a flash!

In the night.

The jet black skirt flutters.

Beautiful and breathtaking.