Chapter 103

Jiang Pengji looked at the words "soft hearted and kind-hearted" and was stunned for a moment. She immediately felt a little sad and laughing.

[anchor v]: it's the first time that someone says I'm soft hearted and kind.

This is what this group of viewers across a plane screen will judge.

Because the pictures they see are what they want them to see, they are easily misled by subjective emotions.

But what kind of person is Jiang Pengji actually?

They'll know soon.

[Yimi sunshine]: anchor, you just said to watch a good play. Where is it?

Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes and opened the sandalwood fan in her hand with a strange smile.

[anchor v]: @ don't stop. Watch it carefully. You'll be glad that you're a bit away from me.

After sending this barrage, Jiang Pengji, regardless of the audience's barrage, skilfully walked around the backyard of Yingchun building, turned over the edge of the wall, skilfully hid in the shadow cast by the eaves, adjusted her breathing rate, controlled her breathing movement, and minimized her sense of existence.

The audience in the live broadcasting room looked confused. Jiang Pengji thought about people and asked the system to turn on the night infrared shooting system.

From her angle, she can just see the corner gate of the backyard.

Because there is a small rockery nearby to block the light, so that the corner gate is very dark.

【 1m sunshine 】: This is the scene in the backyard of the brothel. People come and go. It's very lively.

[coward]: is the anchor here looking for someone? It feels like they are all strange faces. What's exciting to see?

After a quiet wait, when everyone felt that their patience was exhausted, several sneaky figures came out of the back hall.

With the help of the super clear live camera, the audience in the live room can clearly see those figures. Some serious viewers find their identity at the first time. Isn't this the woman who led the turtle to search chun'er's room just now?

Just thinking, the woman had bent her back, lowered her head and talked to the two turtles. The three seemed to talk happily.

Jiang Pengji looked coldly. Two male thugs looked around. One of them took a small silver naked child from her mother's hand. She didn't think the silver naked child was dirty. When she got it, she put it in the back slot, bit it hard, and then took it out to carefully identify the true and false.

Then, the two thugs looked at each other and waved to the woman. They separated in different directions. The woman rubbed her linen clothes with her hands, continued to bend her back, quietly opened the corner door and walked to the alley separated by a wall from the backyard.

The audience wondered, what happened?

Then, the audience contacted what happened before and after and tried to guess.

[Qianshan dusk snow]: are these three people sharing the stolen goods? Secretly withholding the hard-earned money of those flower mothers in the brothel feels like a vampire.

[smuggling into Africa]: according to my understanding of the anchor, things are definitely not that simple. Didn't she @ vigorously stop just now? I guess she's going to do something to give you some color. Think about the last time she killed a servant

Although most of the audience in the live studio were Mengxin, and many people entered the live studio for the first time, the video of Jiang Pengji's previous live broadcast spread on their public platform, and the bloodiest video was harmonious after it was broadcast.

The harmonious video is the content of a living servant.

[don't stop]: hehe, I'm not scared. What skills do you have? Come on, watch!

Although the content of the barrage is very tough, people feel that how do you think it is a little bluff?

At this moment, some of the audience could not help but turn back to what Jiang Pengji had said before.

... you will be glad that you are separated from me by a plane

This, this anchor is going to tear his hands and intimidate his audience?

[anchor v]: think too much. You are not so important. At best, you can only add to it.

Not everyone is qualified for her revenge. Don't take yourself too seriously.

When the audience guessed one after another, the woman had turned into the alley, and Jiang Pengji got up and chased her.

Stepping on the eaves and walls, the relaxed and natural posture is like walking around.

Not long after, the audience in the live broadcasting room heard a sound from the deep lane.

With the convenience of night infrared shooting system, the scene in the deep lane is clearly presented in front of them.

[Yimi sunshine]: Sunday, anchor, aren't you? Let's see an old woman take off her clothes and see her fruit body?

In the deep lane, the bent woman was taking off her heavy linen cotton clothes one by one.

I thought I would see a high-energy scene, but people soon realized something was wrong... Are you wearing too many clothes?

Take it off one by one, and the originally rickety and bloated woman gradually became "thin", until she took off the hair cover she was wearing on her head and revealed a tightly tied black hair. People reacted... This guy is not an old woman at all!

[snow at dusk of thousand mountains]: is this the legendary magic of changing faces? Better than our cosmetic surgery!

They witnessed the whole process of a rickety and bloated old woman turning into a thin middle-aged man. When he began to erase the greasy Brown unknown objects on his face, he exposed a pointed monkey cheek face, and a pair of slender mouse eyes were particularly bright in the dark.

His face was no longer brown, but had the meaning of excessive wine and color. Put the disguised things into the gray package one by one. The man straightened his clothes, pinched the heavy money bag hanging at his waist, and showed a satisfied smile.

Humming a tune, the man swaggered away from the deep lane, unaware that there were a pair of eyes staring at him indifferently on the wall.

Looking at his direction, he should be ready to go to the main gate of Yingchun building.

Jiang Pengji sneered. The man suddenly turned his head when he heard the movement.

Shout, "who's there!"

No one?

The man frowned and wondered if he was paranoid and had an illusion.

However, the next moment, something fell over his back. Before he could turn around, he suddenly had a sharp pain in his neck.

Staring at the unconscious person for a while, she was slightly disappointed and said, "it's a small fish."

Single hand holding each other's back collar, easily dragged it into the deep lane.

Squatting beside each other, Jiang Pengji frowned all the time, and the audience in the live studio held their breath for fear of disturbing her thinking.

After a while, she began to pull out a snow-white handkerchief from the man's skirt, embroidered with a snow-white and exquisite Han.

The owner of the handkerchief is not an adult woman, but a girl who has not left the cabinet. She is about ten years old and is not a brothel woman.

Jiang Pengji closed her eyes slightly and began to search a small bag from each other's waist. There were seven pearls of the same size and round shape in it.

[chrysanthemum of Hongjun's ancestor]: why does it feel that the anchor seems to know what's hidden in this man? It's accurate to touch it.