"Kill enemies?"
Yang Linglong didn't understand Lin Fan's words at all.
But her slender waist was already seized in his hand.
Her entire body was easily lifted up by him in one move.
Blindfolded, she could only let him keep turning her around.
"Kick!"
Holding the hundred jin beauty in his arms,
Lin Fan actually took the initiative to charge towards the four men.
The beauty in his hands became like a gun in his grasp.
With a command, Yang Linglong instinctively kicked out.
A man who couldn't dodge in time was kicked right in the head.
"Nicely done!"
Quite satisfied, Lin Fan suddenly threw Yang Linglong into the air with both hands.
Her body spun like a top, dodging the cold blades of the three men, then with a reach of his hands, he caught her again in his embrace.
With a slight effort of his arms, he pushed Yang Linglong out again.
"Keep kicking!"
Lin Fan's command became Yang Linglong's drive.
