Although Peng Yue didn't take Qiao Qing seriously at all, he didn't want anyone to provoke him like this.
Sneered, "Since you are so nosy, don't blame me for being rude... uh..."
Before he finished speaking, a sound of wind came in front of him. His neck suddenly tightened and he fell into Qiao Qing's hands.
Looking at Qiao Qing, who was just a few steps away, she stood in front of him in the blink of an eye and clamped down on his lifeline.
The disdain in Peng Yue's eyes gradually turned into disbelief and horror.
Such an inconspicuous little girl actually knows ancient martial arts!
Qiao Qing pinched Peng Yue's neck with one hand and glanced at him, causing the other people who were about to get up to wilt.
Qiao Qing looked away lightly and spoke quietly, with a hint of hatred in her tone.
"Have you never heard of a villain dying for words? Is this what Fenghen taught you?!"
When Qiao Qing said Feng Hen's name, several people were shocked.
"Boss, how does he know the name of the sect master?" A man in black asked Peng Yue.
Peng Yue's eyes when looking at Qiao Qing changed from fear to admiration and seriousness.
He cupped his fists and asked, "Miss, what is your relationship with the master?"
"You are not qualified to ask questions." Qiao Qing let go, pulled off a chain around his neck and threw it over, "Go back and seal this, and tell him that this person belongs to me."
After saying that, she ignored the others and helped Jun Yexuan to leave.
Peng Yue caught the necklace and looked at the platinum fishbone pendant on it, lost in thought.
The people on the side said: "Boss, are you just letting them go? Killing Jun Yexuan is our task. Besides, what if she is lying and doesn't know our sect leader at all?"
Peng Yue looked at him, "Have you forgotten what she did just now? Even if we don't believe it, we can't do anything to her."
The person who asked choked and stopped talking immediately.
Peng Yue put the necklace away and looked back. He could no longer see Qiao Qing and said, "Let's go."
*
Jun Yexuan was 1.9 meters tall. Qiao Qing helped him walk all the way back to the west villa in Qiao's courtyard without breaking a drop of sweat or taking a breath.
As soon as I entered the living room, I heard an exclamation, "Oh, honey, why did you bring a man back? Who is this?!"
"Picked it up on the road." Qiao Qing kept walking upstairs without looking back: "Mom, bring the medicine box to the guest room."
"Hey, okay." Chen Ming, who was standing next to He Wanqing, waved, "Steward Chen, go get me the medical kit."
"Yes, madam." Chen Ming nodded, turned around to get the medical kit, but almost tripped over the mop, and couldn't help but murmured, "Mother Liu, why are you mopping the floor?"
Liu Ping immediately looked back upstairs, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She quickly stepped out of the way.
Qiao Qing helped Jun Yexuan to the guest room and gently laid him down on the bed.
Without hesitation, he reached out and unbuttoned his suit jacket, followed by his blood-soaked white shirt.
There was a bloody mess near the heart, which looked extremely annoying on Jun Yexuan's fair and beautiful chest.
It was a gunshot wound.
After Qiao Qing made a preliminary judgment, she brought a basin of water and cleaned up the blood next to the wound.
After a while, He Wanqing also walked in carrying the medicine box.
"Baby, here comes the medicine kit... Oh my God!"
He Wanqing's free hand suddenly covered his eyes, "Why is this person so injured?"
Qiao Qing sighed helplessly, reached for the medicine box, and while preparing medicine and tools, said: "Go out if you are afraid."
He Wanqing put down his hand and asked while watching Qiao Qing's movements: "Where did you pick him up? How did he get injured?"
(End of chapter)