"Swish... swish..."
In the instant Yang Hao stared at his own kitchen knife,
Lin Momo's knife in her hand flew out suddenly, aiming directly at Yang Hao's chest.
And it wasn't over yet.
As two kitchen knives flew towards Yang Hao,
Lin Momo suddenly pulled out two more knives from beneath her very short JK skirt and hurled them at Yang Hao again.
"Oh my..."
"Big sis..."
"These knives are all imported..."
"And you hid them there."
Yang Hao was speechless.
He dodged the four flying knives by rolling and crawling.
It was only because he had trained.
If it had been an ordinary person,
in the blink of an eye, they would have turned into a hedgehog.
Yet Yang Hao was also marveling.
Lin Momo's change of face was faster than flipping a book.
This was only the second question.
Of course,
from these two waves of probing, Yang Hao had also roughly grasped the situation through Listening to Heartbeats.
