Seeing a house of noble women who regard herself as the backbone, Jiang Pengji also restrained her playfulness, becoming more serious and firm in her tone.
"You all wait patiently. We can leave as soon as the time comes. Those thieves should fight in their nests later..."
Playing with the hairpin that Shangguan Wan lent her, Jiang Pengji became more and more dissatisfied.
This is not a gold hairpin or a silver hairpin, but a bright and pure hosta. Even if she doesn't understand it, she knows that it is very valuable.
In the hand, the touch is warm and round, and the shape is more lively and cute, which shows the intention of the person giving the hairpin.
Although this hosta is expensive, compared with gold hairpins, it is not easy to use, at least not sharp enough.
Shangguan Wan sat beside her and asked, "Brother Lanting likes this hairpin?"
"I don't like it." Jiang Pengji looked up at the little girl and said truthfully, "It's not sharp enough to kill people."
Shangguan Wan's face turned pale, thinking back to the bloody scene of the bandit leader beheading someone else's head just now, she couldn't seem to imagine Liu Lanting in Yushu Lanzhi as such a ferocious person.
She muttered, "Don't let me see when Brother Na Lanting beheads people."
Jiang Pengji didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She rolled her eyes and said with a wicked smile, "How can you cut a person with this hairpin? At most, it can be stabbed into the throat..."
After she said that, she made a feint, so frightened Shangguanwan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, ran away immediately, and hid behind Wei Jingxian.
Except for the two women who were acquainted with Liu Lanting, the other noble women temporarily left the tiger's mouth and sat in a far place one by one.
They have little interaction with Liu Lanting, and some of them don't even know each other, so it's not easy to get together.
"This is for you, how can Wan'er's hairpin hurt people..."
Wei Jingxian's feelings for Jiang Pengji are very complicated, but after this encounter, the two of them can be considered life and death, and have the same revolutionary feelings.
She handed over an ornate dagger the size of a palm, covered with gold, silver and jade.
Jiang Pengji took it and thanked her in a low voice, without asking why she was carrying a dagger with her.
But that's not the point, the point is that she knew that Wei Jingxian had planned to use this dagger to kill herself.
How can a dignified lady of Hejian endure that kind of humiliation
Tsk, that's the way women in ancient times were, they could always find life and death for the sake of fame.
Jiang Pengji looked at the small and delicate dagger, and felt an indescribable annoyance in her heart.
However, looking at the dagger's still sharp face, she felt a little better, "Calculate the time, it's almost time. You and Wan'er are going to wait in the back hall, I'll take care of the guys outside. It's going to be bloody, I'm afraid you can't stand it..."
The blade is oozing with a faint cold light, and it is refracted and reflected under the candlelight, and there is a little sweetness in the air... It is poisoned!
Wei Jingxian pursed her lips, her voice a little softer, "You, you are careful."
It was very dark outside, and she could vaguely guess how dangerous Jiang Pengji was going to do.
At this moment, just as Jiang Pengji expected, the bandits outside exploded their nests one by one.
The thing is, the bandit boss can finally avenge his lover, which is also considered to be a matter of understanding.
However, now that his great revenge has been avenged, his heart is empty, so he needs time to be quiet.
But the brothers around him didn't wink, and they kept making a fuss and making noises, noisier than five hundred ducks.
The second and fourth are like cross-eyed eyes, and the other brothers have the same theme - you can't let go of those beauties.
They are all bandits, what kind of credibility do you need to talk about
However, the consequence of letting it go is that the second master was angry and killed two brothers from the same village who were in a bad mood in his eyes.
"You're crazy, dick!"
No one else expected that the initial debate would turn into this.
"I'm not crazy, they ate my son, and I want them to pay for their lives."
He didn't believe it at first, but when he asked again and again, the other party revealed flaws and hesitated, which made him more and more suspicious.
During the dispute, the anger skyrocketed, and the murder was directly carried out.
The fourth master came forward to stop him, but was pushed away by him. Driven by his anger, he said, "Fourth, you still speak to them? You deserve your mother-in-law's so many green hats, and you deserve to be a green, king, Eight, both of them have slept with your mother-in-law, understand!"
As soon as these words came out, it was full of silence, and everyone dared not look at the face of the fourth master.
The second master looked around, his mood was in a very unstable state, he pointed several times in a row,
"He, him, and him... These people have slept with your mother-in-law, you are not angry! You are a man, you are not angry! These two beasts made Laozi break the incense, what's wrong with Laozi killing them? , Poor Lao Tzu's son... He died so miserably..."
Those who were named took a step back in fright, and their faces turned pale.
With such a reaction, what else is there to understand
They were really scheming, and the fourth master's face was so blue that he couldn't see it.
In another place, Jiang Pengji pressed the bandit's mouth with one hand, and then held the dagger in the back and swiped hard.
Blood splattered, and the other party didn't even make a whimper, and his breath was gone.
In the darkness, she was like a wisp of wind that nimbly shuttled through the night, and there was no movement at all wherever she went.
Hidden in the dark and blending into the night, she secretly used her breathing skills to greatly reduce her sense of existence, and even the sound of breathing was almost nonexistent.
Fortunately, this body does not have the habit of applying fat and powder, otherwise the fragrance on her body would reveal her existence.
In fact, the system felt that Jiang Pengji thought too much.
These gangsters are desperadoes with all the strength and courage. If they had such a strong ability, they would have found another way out long ago. Where would they be robbers, going out from time to time, robbing houses to maintain food and clothing
The system has no feelings, and it doesn't touch Jiang Pengji's murder. At most, he muttered that the host's style of painting was wrong and his methods were brutal.
but! We can't ignore that there is also an audience watching the live broadcast!
Ordinary costume romance style jumps to horror movies, what the hell
Looking at Jiang Pengji's cold-faced assassination of the gangsters, not to mention his swiftness, his technique is so professional!
Wiping a person's neck is always just a knife, and he will die instantly, and the deceased will not even have time to react.
Basically, they were killed by Jiang Pengji neatly when they realized that someone was behind them.
[Smuggling to Africa] Teeth were trembling intensively, and his eyes were staring at the live broadcast screen. He only felt that his whole body was soaked in ice water, his hair was standing up, and his back was sweating constantly, as if someone would come from the next second. Touch his neck from behind and harvest his head.
QAQ God, how can such restricted and super discordant live content be broadcast
He's going to call the police!