Chapter 10

Looking at a roomful of noble women who regard themselves as the main heart and bone, Jiang Pengji also converged to play, became more serious and her tone was firm.

"Wait patiently. We can leave as soon as the time comes. Those thieves should fight in the nest later..."

Playing with the hairpin lent by Shangguan Wan, Jiang Pengji became more and more dissatisfied.

This is not a gold or silver hairpin, but a bright and pure jade hairpin. Even if she doesn't understand it, she knows it's valuable.

Put it in your hand, it feels warm and mellow, and the shape tends to be lively and lovely, which shows the intention of the person giving the hairpin.

Although this jade hairpin is expensive, it is not easy to use compared with gold hairpins. At least it is not sharp enough.

Shangguan Wan sat next to her and asked, "brother Lanting likes this hairpin?"

"I don't like it." Jiang Pengji looked up at the little girl and said honestly, "it's not sharp enough to kill people."

Shangguan Wan turned pale and recalled the bloody picture of the bandit leader cutting off other people's heads just now. It seemed that Liu Lanting of Lanzhi in Yushu could not be imagined as such a cruel man.

She murmured, "don't let me see brother Lanting cutting people's heads."

Jiang Pengji couldn't laugh or cry. Her eyes turned and she said with a bad smile, "where can you cut people with your hairpin? It stabbed into her throat at most..."

After that, she made a false move, so that Shangguan Wan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, ran away and hid behind Wei Jingxian.

In addition to the two women who were familiar with Liu Lanting, the other expensive women temporarily left the tiger's mouth and sat far away one by one. Some secretly cleaned up their messy hair and skirts, and none of them came to take the initiative to talk.

They have little contact with Liu Lanting, and some don't know each other, so it's hard to get together.

"Here you are. How can Wan'er's hairpin hurt people..."

Wei Jingxian's feelings about Jiang Pengji are very complicated, but after this encounter, they are living and dying together and have the same revolutionary feelings.

She handed over a gorgeous dagger the size of a palm, which was covered with gold, silver and jade.

Jiang Pengji took it over and thanked her in a low voice. She didn't ask her how to carry a dagger with her.

But this is not the point. The point is that she knew Wei Jingxian was going to end her life with this dagger.

How can you stand that humiliation?

Tut, that's how ancient women looked for life and death for fame and honour.

Jiang Pengji looked at the small and exquisite dagger and felt some unspeakable annoyance in her heart.

However, looking at the sharp side of the dagger, she felt a little better. "Calculate the time, it's almost time. You and Wan'er go to the back hall and wait, and I'll solve the guys outside. The scene will be a little bloody, I'm afraid you can't stand it..."

The blade exudes a faint cold light. It is refracted and reflected by candlelight. There is a little sweetness in the air... It is poisoned!

Wei Jingxian pursed her lips, her voice a little more soft, "you, be careful yourself."

It was very dark outside. She could vaguely guess how dangerous Jiang Pengji was going to do.

At this moment, the bandits outside exploded one by one, just as Jiang Pengji expected.

The thing is, the bandit boss can finally avenge his lover. It's also a matter of mind.

However, now that the great revenge has been avenged, his heart is empty, so he needs time to be quiet.

But the brothers around them didn't look at each other. They kept on making noise, which was louder than 500 ducks.

The second and fourth are like cockfighting eyes. The other brothers have the same theme as you and me - we can't let go of those beautiful women.

They are all bandits. What credibility do they need to say?

However, the consequence of laissez faire was that the second leader was angry and killed two brothers in the same village who were not in the right mood in his eyes.

"You're crazy, dick!"

No one else expected that the initial debate would evolve into this.

"I'm not crazy. They ate my son. I want them to pay for their lives."

At first, he didn't believe it, but after repeated questioning, the other party showed flaws and hesitated, which made him more and more suspicious.

Between the disputes, the anger soared and killed directly.

The fourth master came to stop and was pushed away by him. Driven by anger, he said, "fourth, you talk to them? You deserve to be green, king and eight. They both slept with your mother-in-law, okay!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was full of silence. Everyone dared not look at the four masters' face.

The second leader looked around, his mood was in a very unstable state, and pointed out several times in a row,

"He, he, and he... These people have slept with your mother-in-law. Are you angry! You are a man, are you angry! These two animals have cut off my incense. What's wrong with me killing them? Pity my son... Died so miserably..."

Those who were called back took a step and turned pale.

What else can you not understand with such a reaction?

They are really harboring evil intentions. The four heads of the family's face is too green to see.

In another place, Jiang Pengji pressed the bandit's mouth with one hand and made a stroke with a dagger in her backhand.

Blood splashed, and the other party didn't even make a whine, and there was no breath.

In the dark, she was like a wisp of wind skillfully shuttling through the night, and there was no movement wherever she went.

Hidden in the dark and integrated with the night, she uses breath skills secretly to greatly reduce the sense of existence, and even the sound of breathing is almost non-existent.

Fortunately, this body has no habit of painting, otherwise the fragrance carried by her body can expose her existence.

In fact, the system thinks Jiang Pengji thinks too much.

These bandits are desperate people with strength and courage. If they had such strong skills, they would have found another way out. Where would they become bandits and go out from time to time to rob their homes and maintain food and clothing?

The system has no feelings and doesn't touch Jiang Pengji's murder. At most, it mutters that the host's painting style is wrong and his means are ferocious.

But! We can't ignore that there is another live audience here!

Ordinary ancient costume romantic painting style jumps to horror films. What the hell?

Watching Jiang Pengji assassinate bandits with a cold face, her skill is fast and professional!

Wipe people's necks with only one knife and die instantly. The dead didn't even have time to react.

While they were basically aware that someone was behind them, Jiang Pengji took her life neatly.

[sneaking into a non chieftain] his teeth trembled intensively, and his eyes stared at the live broadcast screen. He just felt that he was soaked in ice water, his hair stood up, and his back kept sweating. It seemed that someone would touch his neck from behind and harvest his head the next second.

QAQ mom, how can such restricted and super disharmonious live content be broadcast?

He's calling the police!