My Bad Girl is a Sweet Wife novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Left speechless

"Miss Wanwan, this is only natural. Among all the martial arts, the most formidable one is known as the skill of death!" Eleven spoke seriously.

"Skill of death?" Ye Wanwan looked at Eleven, eager to hear more.

"That's right," Eleven said, "the skill of death, as the name implies, is used to murder a person. Once honed to perfection, each move and form can take away a person's life. The moves are vicious and ordinary folks are unable to resist it."

Ye Wanwan pondered for a moment. "Then what if... the skill of death meets a gun?"

Eleven choked. "..." I must really learn how to answer her questions...

"Can the skill of death block bullets?" Ye Wanwan asked with complete seriousness.

Eleven started sweating. "I guess... that's quite impossible..."

"Is the skill of death so powerful that it can block all firearms...?" Ye Wanwan asked again.

Eleven was speechless once again. "I don't... think so..."

"Then why don't you just give me a gun?" Ye Wanwan looked at him oddly.

*cough cough...* "Miss Wanwan, you can't put it that way. No matter how great a gun is, it's considered an external force, but if you pick up martial arts, you can rely on yourself... you see, a gun may go off accidentally, it may be lost and the bullets may also run out, but once you master the art of Kungfu, it'll help you throughout your life. Miss Wanwan, do you see the logic in this?"

"No, I'm very careful! I won't lose a gun and will take care of it properly so it'll never go off by accident. It's true that the bullets may run out, so you should just give me more so I won't have any shortages, right?" Ye Wanwan answered seriously.

At that moment, Eleven stared at Ye Wanwan, completely speechless The corners of his lips twitched like he wanted to say something but nothing came out of his mouth in the end...

*cough cough...* Eleven changed the subject: "Miss Wanwan, it's getting late. Let's go to the training room to practice martial arts..."

Finally, Eleven had no choice but to change the subject because if the conversation went on, he would lose his mind.