Leng Yiyao's robe was torn to pieces and could only block the secret key position. She leaned against the wall and turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the dirty hands stretched out by the two men, but a water pipe was stuck behind her back. Resist.
There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to avoid it.
The night was getting darker, her face was drooped, and the shadows covered her expression, making it difficult to see and distinguish.
The two men thought it was a piece of cake that fell from the sky. Such beauty, such skin, but the bloody smell on their bodies was a bit disappointing.
But that's okay… .
The two looked at each other.
Anyway, after playing, she had more air coming out than in, which saved them from having to do it themselves. After all, getting caught for rape never looks good.
Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes. The malice of these two people was self-evident. After all, in this country, the habit of men being superior to women has been inherited to this day. Noble women wear veils when they go out, and only low-class women or slaves show their faces. Therefore, the courage of these two people is getting stronger!
If it were clear day and clear day, she could still use the crowd to cause chaos and escape, but it was currently quiet at night and she didn't want to be implicated by the dead bodies scattered all over the palace, so it was best to stay quiet.
The right time, the right place, the right people, and everyone actually sided with each other.
Leng Yiyao's eyes darkened slightly. This rebirth was really testing her bottom line, wasn't it
When the two of them saw that she kept her head hanging down, her shoulders facing the cold air, goosebumps broke out slightly, they immediately smiled extremely secretly, and the greed on their faces became more and more undisguised: "Come, let us help you warm up. "
As he spoke, he put his arms around her, and the two of them surrounded her, leaving no room for any gaps!
Leng Yiyao stared intently at the two dark, thick dirty hands on her shoulders. For just a moment, her fingers moved slightly, and she slashed the scimitar she had snatched from Lu Ming's guard from her waist. In an instant, , a flash of light, dripping with blood, and overflowing with blood!
"Ah!" Two shrill screams broke out almost at the same time, and the next moment, they overlapped!
Yun Xi whirled around and used the handle of the knife to smash one of the teeth into pieces, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Shut up!"
In the next moment, he used all his strength to twist around and put the blade in his hand into the other person's belly.
The feeling of shredding mucous membranes was clearly transmitted from the palms of my hands to my brain.
She paused slightly and watched with cold eyes as the strong man went from furious to unbelievable to slowly falling to the ground in panic and fear...
See, this is bullying!
Do you think that if two men confront her, she will definitely give in
Leng Yiyao gritted her teeth and swallowed down the bloody smell that rushed to her mouth. She slowly turned around and sneered at the other person who was so frightened that his teeth peeled off and he didn't even have time to pay attention.
The wound on the waist was too serious. I just tried to force myself, but I was afraid that the wound would be torn even more severely.
However, even if he is at the end of his strength, he cannot let this person see a clue, otherwise, he will really not be able to survive tonight.
Like a ferocious wolf, after locking its eyes on its prey, it will never let it go easily.
Both of them knew it. The other party saw each other's appearance clearly. They wanted to force her to kill her, but she just cut the man's life with a knife. Each side has a handle on the other, and even if they each take a step back and let it go, no one knows whether the other's portrait will be officially hung up with bounties across the country tomorrow.
After all, it’s just three words—can’t believe it!
The man was shocked for a moment by the tragic death of his companion. The next moment, he touched his arms and took out a larger long knife, becoming cautious in his actions.
The shape of the knife is curved, like a curved bow, which is very different from the Sheschl scimitar in Leng Yiyao's hand, which is as exquisite as a handicraft.
The living environment of desert peoples is much harsher than that of other regions, which creates strong folk customs.
When walking in inaccessible places at night, most people will have weapons in their arms. Nobles mostly have firearms, while ordinary civilians mostly have machetes.
Leng Yiyao paused for a moment on the opponent's scimitar blade, then took a cautious step back.
You can tell by looking at the knife mark that she is an experienced knife user. The key is that the knife is slightly larger than the knife in her hand. If she swings it, her bones will be split by the opponent if she is not careful.
She carefully exhaled, calming down and settling down.
There was a big ball of blood around the man's mouth. At this moment, he didn't care too much. He spat out the broken teeth with a "poof" and swung the knife blade.
From top to bottom, chop hard.
Leng Yiyao gritted his teeth and caught it, but suddenly there was a burst of blood from his abdomen, and the wound was torn open again.
As if a leech had suddenly inhaled the smell of blood, the man's eyes glowed with a penetrating light, and the knife slashed with all his strength, with "crack", "crack" and "bang", and the sound of metal collision could not be heard.
Each knife is heavier than the other, and each knife is more ruthless than the last.
"Aren't you powerful? Don't you dare to kill someone? I will chop you up today!" Seeing that Leng Yiyao could only resist, the man laughed even more crazily!
Look, it’s just a female cousin.
Do you think that being able to kill someone is great
Not only was he going to chop her into pieces, he was going to feed her to the dogs later!
His eyes were bloodshot, and he was swinging the knife excitedly. For some reason, his eyes flashed, and the figure dodged in an instant, dodging the knife.
The tip of the knife hit the ground. At that moment, he opened his eyes wide. Subconsciously, he felt a chill in his heart, and he seemed to hear the sound of death in his ears.
Leng Yiyao slowly smiled hoarsely. He endured the tearing of the wound and had to catch all the knives in front of him, just for this moment of opportunity. He raised the scimitar higher and higher, and finally the moment he raised the blade this time, he twisted around and got into the blind spot behind him.
At that moment, she raised the corners of her eyes slightly and slashed with one hand, causing his neck to completely separate from his body.
The moment his head fell to the ground, his blood-red eyes were still staring into the distance, as if he couldn't believe that he was dead like this.
Yes, he died. He died at the hands of a woman who looked thin and weak and was covered in injuries. If someone dared to say this on a normal day, he would definitely crush the other person's eyes immediately. But at this moment, he has no chance anymore. Because now he is just another corpse in the dilapidated house.
Two corpses were lined up on the ground, with blood flowing all over the floor. Neither of them was a good-looking way to die.
If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably want to scream at the top of her voice immediately, but she could only resist her weak body and walked to the first man to take off his coat.
This damn temperature difference.
Leng Yiyao frowned. With the tattered clothes she was wearing, she didn't need to meet any strong men. As long as she walked out, with her current blood loss and physical strength, she could freeze to death on the roadside in just a few hours.
However, before she could take off the man's clothes, her movements were sudden...
A pitch-black HKP7 pistol was pressed against the back of her head at some point.
Leng Yiyao's fingertips stiffened.
Unexpectedly, after the game just now, there was a third person hiding.
However, even though she is weak now, someone can walk up behind her and hold a gun against her right under her nose...
Her eyes sank slightly, but she didn't say a word.
The origin of this person is unclear. Is it with these two people, or is there another reason
"You are very strong." Unexpectedly, the other party started the conversation first. And the content of the speech...
She raised her eyebrows lightly, but she didn't expect it to be a compliment.
Naturally, in a world where men are superior to women, it should be something to be proud of to be praised like this by a man. But, are you really sure that this is what she said after killing two people
"These two people deserved to die." The man seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking in her heart, and there was no ups and downs in his voice. Instead, his eyes followed her cheeks all the way down, landed on the bloody waist and abdomen, glanced at the hidden Schecher scimitar, and finally said quietly: "If you don't treat this injury, you won't survive. tonight."
Leng Yiyao nodded, no surprise: "I know." Otherwise, at first, she would not have endured it again and again, but the moment the dirty hand touched her shoulder, she broke her bottom line.
"I'll give you two choices." The man's voice seemed to be filled with interest. He had never seen anyone with a gun pointed at his head and could still respond so calmly and fluently.
In his opinion, she was only one breath away from being buried in peace.
"Say." Since no one is in a better situation, she won't be nagging. The reason why she killed those royal attendants before was because they were hiding from the eyes of others, and she had the opportunity to take advantage of them. The reason she killed those two people just now was because they didn't know her true identity and were arrogant. And since this person has clearly seen her skill and ability, and the weapons are more convenient than hers, she will naturally not be stupid enough to engage in a surprise attack.
"First, I'm calling the police now. You are sentenced to death for intentional homicide." He smiled and said the first way.
"What about the second item?" Leng Yiyao took it quietly. She was sure that his true intention was in the second item. Otherwise, he would not have wasted so much time "chatting" with her.
"Second thing," he seemed to smile: "You come with me."
Leng Yiyao circled the handle of the knife with her fingertips. Follow him? Where to go
She didn't ask, but suddenly raised her head and smiled softly at him: "I choose the second option."
Since he let her go with him, at least her wounds would be treated tonight, which would save her a lot of trouble. Nowadays, I am unfamiliar with the place, have no money and no power, so it is the best choice to have someone to rely on.
As for this man's motive for letting her go with him...
A faint cold light flashed in Leng Yiyao's eyes, and they waited and saw...
The man probably didn't expect her to be so cheerful. She didn't even hesitate to raise her head, as if she wasn't afraid that he would accidentally miss her. He couldn't help but look at her carefully again.
When he was standing outside the house, he knew that this person was beautiful. However, when he looked closer, he realized that he was stunning.
Not only in appearance, but also in his heart, he is easy-going and shrewd and stern.
However, when he watched her fingertips move away from the handle of the scimitar, a deep thought slowly appeared in her eyes.
Although people in the country have the habit of carrying swords, the Sheschl scimitar is particularly unique.
After years of modification and evolution, the Sheschl scimitar is only 60 centimeters in length, the blade is tempered with a special texture, and the handle is made of ivory.
In China, ivory is an exclusive item for the royal family and cannot be used by ordinary dignitaries. Since most members of the royal family now choose to carry guns, only some royal guards still maintain the tradition of carrying swords.
What is the origin of this woman? She is actually holding a Sheschl scimitar...
While he was deep in thought, Leng Yiyao had already continued what she was doing. She took off her robe and put it on her body, at least resisting some of the chill. Immediately, he turned around and covered the wound with a weak expression: "Brother, please find someone to treat my injury first."
After saying that, he tilted his head and fell directly on the opponent's shoulder.
Just kidding, since there is free labor, why do you have to work so hard to run away
The man was probably deeply affected by her previous "tough" image, and now he stared blankly at the woman lying on his shoulder...
For a moment, I simply doubted whether the cunning and wilted woman in front of me had just replaced someone else with someone else!