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Chapter 142 I'm just an actor

Feng Nan was completely defeated by Qianqian's words.

His body staggered, like a withered leaf swaying in the wind.

As the art of war says, the best strategy is to win hearts and minds.

This statement applies not only to war, but also to all kinds of confrontations.

Shopping malls, sports fields, and clashes between people.

This phrase can be applied to all situations to make corresponding arrangements.

At this moment, Feng Nan was completely defeated by Qianqian's psychological warfare.

She was already deeply trapped in the psychological snare that Qianqian had created for her.

She wanted to escape, but the fear in her heart made her legs feel as heavy as lead.

hehe--

Seeing Feng Nan's wretched state, Qianqian sneered repeatedly.

"I thought you were something special, but it turns out you're nothing special."

Qianqian stared coldly at Feng Nan and said disdainfully.

Feng Nan's performance was clearly far below Qianqian's expectations.

Qianqian felt that Feng Nan's performance was really terrible.

She failed to live up to her high opinion of Feng Nan.

"Who are you anyway?"

Who exactly are you?

Feng Nan covered her head with her hands, knelt on the ground, and screamed hoarsely.

Seeing Feng Nan's actions, Qianqian's disdain grew even stronger.

"What a fragile piece of trash."

"She broke down after just a slight scare."

Qianqian looked at Feng Nan suspiciously, revealing a lack of interest.

He twirled the sharp knife in his hand in a flourish.

A cold glint flashed in Qianqian's eyes as she approached Feng Nan step by step.

"Useless trash, go to hell and ask Yama who I am."

Qianqian snorted coldly, raised the sharp knife in her hand, and stabbed it towards Feng Nan's crown.

next second!
Feng Nan, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised her head.

He stared intently into Qianqian's eyes, meeting her gaze.

Qianqian was taken aback, and the knife in her hand that was stabbing at Feng Nan paused subconsciously.

Feng Nan's lips curled up, revealing a mocking sneer.

"Have enough fun?"

"Then I won't play with you."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Nan waved his hand, and the short knife in his hand deflected the sharp knife in Qianqian's hand.

He leaped up from the ground and kicked Qianqian in the chest.

Caught off guard, Qianqian had no time to dodge.

He was hit by Feng Nan's kick.

Qianqian let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps.

He knelt on the ground, clutching his chest where Feng Nan's footprints were imprinted.

The intense pain from the bear's mouth caused beads of cold sweat to trickle down Qianqian's forehead.

Qianqian looked up at Feng Nan, who was standing with his arms crossed, looking down at her.

His face was filled with disbelief.

Qianqian never expected that Feng Nan's reaction was all an act.

Everything, it turns out, was just playing along with her.

Or to be more precise, Feng Nan was playing her.

He manipulated her completely, and she was completely unaware.

They even smugly mocked Feng Nan.

Thinking about it now, Qianqian couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.

At that time, with her smug expression, she was probably just a complete clown in Feng Nan's eyes.

A tremendous sense of humiliation instantly overwhelmed her mind and body.

Qianqian gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground, wanting to pick up the sharp knife that Feng Nan had knocked away.

Why would Feng Nan give her that opportunity?
The moment Qianqian made a move, Feng Nan reacted.

Feng Nan rushed to Qianqian's side in one stride.

He kicked the dagger away.

At the same time, he punched Qianqian in the face.

Qianqian immediately blocked and counterattacked at the same time. She raised her knee and delivered a knee strike towards Feng Nan's lower abdomen.

A cold glint flashed in Feng Nan's eyes as he pressed down with one hand to block Qianqian's knee strike.

At the same time, he withdrew his fist, which had been blocked by Qianqian, and slammed it at Qianqian again.

Feng Nan wanted to teach this self-righteous woman a lesson.

How dare they pretend to be a ghost and try to toy with her?

Don't you even look at Feng Nan? Is she the kind of psychologically weak and useless person?
Do you think you can break down her psychological defenses by just pretending to be a ghost?

If she were truly that fragile, she wouldn't have been able to live so strongly all these years alone.

Faced with Feng Nan's relentless attacks, Qianqian seemed somewhat flustered and overwhelmed.

In the blink of an eye, he was punched twice by Feng Nanbang.

A pair of freshly made panda eyes appeared on Qianqian's face.

It added a touch of humor to her originally ferocious and terrifying face.

It's not as ferocious as before.

Qianqian covered her throbbing eyes and hurriedly backed away, creating a safe distance between herself and Feng Nan.

But how could Feng Nan let her off so easily?

She runs away, she chases, she has no wings to fly!

No matter how Qianqian retreated, Feng Nan remained close by.

A pair of fists relentlessly aimed at Qianqian's face.

It seems that he was quite dissatisfied with Qianqian's panda eyes.

Faced with Feng Nan's persistent advances, Qianqian tried to break free several times, but Feng Nan easily thwarted her attempts.

He continued to relentlessly pursue and beat her.

Qianqian was so angry that her teeth itched, and she wished she could pounce on Feng Nan and bite him to death.

"What goes around comes around!"

"You were so arrogant just now, did you ever think you'd end up in such a sorry state?"

Feng Nan spoke with a smile.

Qianqian gritted her teeth in anger, almost choking on her own internal injuries.

Feng Nan chuckled as she looked at Qianqian's expression, which resembled that of someone who had just eaten a dead rat.

It feels so good to be proven wrong like that!

She experienced the joy of being a powerful female protagonist in a wish-fulfillment novel.

Seeing the amused, half-smiling expression on Feng Nan's face, Qianqian gritted her teeth.

"how?"

"Weren't you laughing very arrogantly just now?"

"Why do you look like your mother just died?"

Feng Nan mocked Qianqian.

Qianqian glared at Feng Nan with resentment, her eyes practically spitting fire.

If looks could kill, Feng Nan would have been roasted into a suckling pig by now, fueled by the fury in Qianqian's eyes.

The angrier Qianqian got, the more satisfied Feng Nan felt.

Qianqian's anger caused her chest to heave violently.

His eyes were bloodshot.

However, Feng Nan's offensive was relentless, and she couldn't find any opportunity to retaliate.

They can only passively defend.

Even so, he would still get punched in the face from time to time.

In just a few minutes, Qianqian's fairly pretty face was slapped into a pig's head by Feng Nan.

Feng Nan tilted her head and looked Qianqian up and down, asking curiously, "Is your face real?"

Hearing Feng Nan's words, Qianqian was so angry she almost vomited blood.

Are faces even fake?
If you have nothing to say, you don't have to say anything.

Qianqian said through gritted teeth.

Why do you look so much like Qianqian?

"Was it a cosmetic surgery done on purpose to mislead me?"

Feng Nan ignored what Qianqian was saying and continued to ask curiously.

"Am I fucking sick?"

"This is what I look like, do I need to get plastic surgery?"

Qianqian retorted to Feng Nan in an annoyed tone.

At the same time, he found an opening and kicked Feng Nan, trying to force Feng Nan back.

However, Feng Nan seemed to have anticipated that Qianqian would do this.

As Qianqian leaped into the air, he rushed in front of her and delivered an elbow strike.