Meng Yan's servant was smarter than his master, or more winking, and faintly felt that the crisis was approaching.
Like a croaking frog, it has already been targeted by a poisonous snake just a short distance away, and life and death are only a moment.
The servant tried his best to suppress that weird hairy feeling, stopped hurriedly stepping forward, and saluted Jiang Pengji.
He bit his head and asked, "I don't know if Liu Erlang-kun knows my husband... Where did the lady go?"
Jiang Pengji smiled softly, the mellow voice was different from the youth's clear and clear voice, more like it came from the throat, it sounded slightly mellow, and she said sullenly, "Did you ask where your husband went? If you are so curious, why not go to hell and ask him?"
After hearing this, the little servant froze instantly, his hands and feet were cold, and the fear of squeezing in his heart exploded instantly, so frightened that his legs softened, and he knelt directly under her feet with a plop, his knees just pressing against a few protruding stones , and immediately knocked out a piece of black green.
The usually acerbic thin lips trembled, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and it took him a long time to take a deep breath.
He said dryly, "Don't joke about Liu Erlang-kun, my wife was fine before..."
Saying that, he slowly got up and stepped back secretly.
The grievances between the Liu Mansion and the Meng Mansion have long since been resolved. If Liu She committed murder, it would not be impossible.
Thinking of this, the little servant almost blushed with anxiety.
"What am I doing when I'm bored with this kind of joke? Because of the rules that the villain dies too much, I can only let you die."
Jiang Pengji took a step forward, the servant froze for a moment, then turned around quickly and wanted to run into the house.
Nongqin looked anxious. Seeing that the little servant wanted to escape, he subconsciously stretched his legs and wanted to catch it, but someone was faster than her.
As if a black wind was blowing beside him, Jiang Pengji had already caught up with the little servant who was trying to escape. He pinched the other's slender neck with one hand, and his five fingers gradually exerted force. Her hands and feet rubbed against the ground, and the struggle was very large and intense at first, but as time passed, the range gradually decreased...
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The feet that were rubbing against the ground softened completely, and the hands still held the posture of grasping Jiang Pengji's wrist. The eyes were wide open, and the protruding extent seemed to jump out of the sockets, and it would explode in the next second. The color slowly turns blue.
Nongqin saw the little servant's struggle before he died, and when he saw that his eyes were almost out of his sockets, his eyes were dying, his subconsciously tense breathing accelerated, and he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, as if the night wind was blowing all around him. With a strange coldness.
"Are you afraid?"
Nongqin froze in place, when Jiang Pengji asked gently in his ears.
She sucked in a breath of cold air suddenly, the trembling in her chest calmed down under the stimulation of the cold air, bit the tip of her tongue, and regained her reason.
Resolute eyes flashed with brilliance, "Reporting to Langjun, I will be afraid of playing the piano now, but I will definitely not be afraid in the future!"
"Well, you go and call the housekeeper and have the body disposed of. I will assign you a few maids in the past few days. Remember to walk two steps in front of people occasionally. Miss Biao, who came to Liu Mansion two days ago, never Take a step out of this yard, you understand?"
Nongqin nodded vigorously, as if to overcome the fear spreading in his heart through this action.
I thought the housekeeper would panic when he saw the corpse, but he didn't expect that he had already practiced it, and he was still calm.
"The neck is twisted like this, how hard did it hurt?"
The old butler guessed something from Nongqin's vague and mysterious narrative, and came with two henchmen.
With the light of Huozhezi, he could clearly see the death of the little servant and the completely twisted and sunken neck, and he clicked his tongue.
Nongqin was apprehensive, "Housekeeper, this... this... When Lang Jun sent the slave over, he heard a strange noise, and when he came over, he saw such a corpse... I don't know who did it. Suddenly someone died in the yard. , how is this good?"
The old butler snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the two confidants had swiftly put the body into a black cloth bag.
"Suddenly sending it out of the house is definitely not possible, just throw it into the bucket that poured Yexiang, so as not to be seen by others and cause misunderstanding."
Asking someone to secretly move the corpse out is the most stupid way, no different from stealing a bell.
The people near Liu Mansion are not ordinary people, no matter which door they move out from, it is impossible to guarantee 100% that no one will see them.
Or is the old butler doing things savvy and savory, putting the corpse of the little servant into the night incense bucket and sending it out, who would look at this in a leisurely manner
Nongqin was a little scared, but seeing the old housekeeper so calm, a strange admiration and envy surged in his heart.
This is not the first time the system has watched Jiang Pengji kill people, but the shock of the previous pictures is not as shocking as this time.
She killed the bandits in the bandit village cleanly, almost instantly, but the servant was strangled to death by her own hands.
The strength was so great that it directly crushed the bones of the neck.
The system held back for a long time, and asked without confidence, "You even kill an ordinary person who is so powerless."
Jiang Pengji said coldly, "I killed it for you."
system:"… "
"When did I tell you that I wouldn't kill someone who has no power to bind a chicken? That little servant is indeed as weak as a chicken, but fighting the five scum doesn't mean that he has no ability to do evil, and he died directly or indirectly in him. There are more than twenty lives in his hands. More importantly, if he is alive, it will have an uncontrollable impact on the outcome, so it is better to nip the risk in the bud."
The system asked her in a suppressed voice, "Okay, I don't care about this, but—what did you mean when you said you killed it for me?"
"I don't know the quality level of your previous host, I only know one thing, don't take my Jiang Pengji as a clay figurine without temper. System, you have done more than one thing that disgusts me. I hope it is similar to today's task, don't There's a next time!"
The system was choked and lost his temper, "I said, this kind of real-time task is released randomly and automatically, and I can't control it. If you don't want to execute it, just refuse it... Anyway, if you don't want to do the task, how can I force you to do it? you?"
Hearing the system's words, Jiang Pengji smiled abruptly, with an inexplicable deep meaning in the smile.
The system also added a sentence in a somewhat condescending manner, "However, you will have to suffer the punishment after the mission fails. When the time comes, you will be too uncomfortable to resist. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
At this point, two hours had passed since Jiang Pengji refused to perform the task.
[System: The mission to rescue Meng Ye failed, please accept the punishment for the host: Level 5 electric shock, lasts three minutes, please be prepared.]