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There were twelve people standing underneath, divided into four groups, all holding their breath and looking respectfully at the woman sitting on top. wWw!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!CoM
"So this mission is a failure? So many people died but it still failed. What a pity." The cold voice echoed in the whole room, which was a little erratic but caused the temperature of the whole room to drop a lot for no reason.
All the subordinates standing below were dripping with cold sweat, especially a man in black who was shaking the most.
The atmosphere in the whole room was so oppressive and quiet that you could even hear breathing. The woman laughed without any emotion, and the invisible murderous aura filled the air, causing all the gauze curtains to float in the whirlwind.
The purple gauze curtain in front of the woman was blown open to both sides, revealing her true face.
Seeing that she was in her mid-twenties, I glanced at her eyebrows, her teeth were like a phoenix in her mouth, her eyes seemed to be unopened, and she was mesmerizing, and her delicate red lips were lightly pursed. Looking again, her icy and jade-like skin is as smooth as a crisp waist, with her breasts half-covered.
But in the eyes of others, such a lost fish looks like a female ghost crawling out of the land. Instead, a black scar spread from her temple to her chin on the right side of her face.
That mandala-like black scar was extremely ferocious. It bloomed like a coquettish and extremely poisonous mandala flower vine on the face of this woman who was supposed to have a face of autumn water, instantly turning a nine-day fairy into a Rakshasa. .
With a sharp cry of "meow", the Persian cat couldn't bear the murderous energy and its blood surged, and after a mournful cry, it bled to death from its orifices. The woman threw it away in disgust and wiped away the blood stains with a handkerchief. With all her strength, the handkerchief turned into powder!
However, such an episode also reduced the woman's murderous aura. The twelve people standing all exhaled in unison.
"The master, Miss Mu, is here." A man in black informed him outside the door, summoning his energy.
The woman frowned and suppressed all the murderous aura scattered around her body. She glanced at the person below and said softly with the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "You haven't invited me yet?"
A girl dressed in goose yellow walked in. Her face was covered with gauze and her face could not be seen clearly, but judging from her cold, arrogant and exquisite figure, she was definitely a woman with the appearance of a fairy.
But the most attractive thing is the nobility exuding from her gestures and her lonely expression, which makes people's hearts tremble.
About two feet away from the Rakshasa-like woman, the girl with yellowish color stopped prettily. She coldly glanced at the twelve men in black who lowered their heads with a hint of disdain and said in a voice with a hint of resentment: "Miss Yan, he has returned home. Did I pay five hundred taels of gold in exchange for his safe return?" The ending at home?"
It turned out that the Rakshasa girl named Yan gave a sweet smile but said without any emotion: "Miss Mu, we failed this time. According to the rules, we will return your silver double."
Miss Mu flipped her sleeves angrily and said decisively: "What I want is not money, but his life. You finally had such an opportunity and you didn't seize it! It's really disappointing."
"Miss Mu, if someone hadn't interfered with her this time, we would have killed those two people." A man said in a deep voice.
"Oh, who got involved and couldn't even resist the famous 'Sha'?" Miss Mu said mockingly.
What the man wanted to say was dismissed coldly by the pretty girl, and she lowered her head in fear, knowing that she had made a mistake.
Miss Mu watched with interest as he turned to face the beautiful girl sitting high up and said loudly: "Young girl has already failed this time, so I won't say anything anymore. But as he said just now, I want to interfere with my important person. material."
A cold light flashed in the pretty girl's eyes. She pondered for a moment, took out an envelope from the table next to her, and flicked it at Miss Mu.
"Since it's a guest's request, I naturally can't refuse."
The rapidly rotating envelope flew in front of Miss Mu with the sound of howling wind. No one doubted that this thin envelope was definitely not much duller than a steel knife at this time.
Miss Mu didn't care. She raised her orchid fingers and pinched the corner of the envelope so easily, as if she was squeezing flowers with her fingers.
Without looking, she put the envelope into her shirt.
"Since Miss Yan is like this, I will take my leave. I will use the five hundred taels of gold as a reward for those dead killers." Although her voice was clear, it was filled with undeniable arrogance.
"Miss Mu, we made a mistake this time. I promise you that I can help you two more times for free as compensation. The other guy who is causing trouble is unpredictable, so be careful. I won't give it away."
Miss Mu had already disappeared at the door, but her voice still came from afar: "Thank you."
The beautiful girl suddenly stood up and walked out from behind the gauze curtain and walked slowly to the ground.
She walked up to the man in black who had just interrupted and said coldly: "I didn't know that someone dared to interrupt when I was talking?!"
The man in black fell to the ground regardless of the cold sweat on his head but said nothing.
"Does Hu Yi still remember why your predecessor died?"
Hu Yi swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Unfavorable command, seventeen first-level killers were killed by the divine dragon's body."
"Very good." The pretty girl walked away with her hands folded: "You have made no achievements since you took over. Even the manpower sent to keep an eye on that boy was killed without anyone noticing. You know how dare you interrupt in front of me today? What to do?”
Hu Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at the Yan girl's back, suddenly smiled miserably and slapped his Tianling with his palm.
"stop!"
Hu Yi was surprised when he saw the pretty girl, who turned around and looked at him coldly and said slowly: "Well, now is the time to employ people, so I will spare your life."
Tiger was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed: "Thank you, master. Thank you, master."
The pretty girl glanced at the other people around her with disdainful and mocking expressions in her eyes, and she said calmly: "It is hard to live without punishment for a crime of death."
Before she finished speaking, she flicked her hand several times and hit several of Hu Yi's large acupoints with a few blasts of energy, rushing towards his meridians. Suddenly, Hu's whole muscles became twisted, as if something was surging under his skin. He himself was pale and sweating profusely, obviously enduring severe pain.
Soul-seeking finger! The other eleven people looked at the struggling Tiger in horror and their hearts trembled.
Suohun refers to the tarsal pain that is specially used by the master to punish subordinates who are unable to escape the death penalty. If they are plunged into dire straits and hot water, the meridians of the whole body will be messed up for seven consecutive days and nights, it is worse than death. Compared with the criminal laws used to deal with prisoners in the Murong Dynasty, they are many times more severe.
The pretty girl sat back in her seat and lay down lazily. Hu Er next to Hu Yi said in fear: "Master, what should we do with that Xiao Yueye?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and held the pretty girl with his hand, whispering: "Xiao Yueye, if I have the chance, I would like to meet you in person."
She smiled faintly, and the black scar on her face seemed to be alive, becoming more ferocious and charming.
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