Chapter 242: Isn't This Person A Little Too Good At Fighting? (2)

This clone hurriedly threw away his pistol and pulled out the extendable guard baton, wanting to resist. However, his eyes blurred, as his stomach suffered a heavy blow. He was instantly winded and was subdued by Zhou Jing's clean stab.

Zhou Jing's empty hand scooped up the clone and raised it as a human shield in front of him. He did not stop moving and continued to charge at the next clone.

This way, the bullet rain was even less of a threat to him.

Chen Gong's expression changed. He got his remaining six clones to change their formation, wishing to kite the opponent instead.

Unfortunately, it was useless. His speed was far inferior to his opponent. Zhou Jing closed in on the clones one by one, instantly killing him with a single hit. He had no way of fighting back.

Zhou Jing's figure drew a few straight lines in the field as he hunted the clones down.

In less than a minute, Chen Gong's seven clones fell on the stage, completely wiped out.