I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

When Jiang Laohuan hadn't made a marriage with him, Rong Zhao arranged a secret guard by her side.

He survived between airtight surveillance and day-to-day calculations, and never concealed his feelings for her in front of others.

He always knew in his heart that his liking was definitely not a good thing. It was to take her on the thin ice stepped on his feet. A little carelessness would put her life in the balance.

Even so, he didn't want to let go.

Won't let go.

The dark guard was a servant. He was stopped by the imperial guard guarding the city gate, unable to break into the palace. He was so anxious that he saw Rong Ming's figure appear under the city wall and immediately greeted him, "Madam’s carriage was attacked on the outskirts," There are dozens of people on the other side..."

Rong Chen had already guessed the matter when he saw the dark guard's expression. While the dark guard was speaking, he had untied the horse's reins, moved neatly, and turned on his horse.

His face was dark, and the reins were tightened.

The sound of horseshoes seemed to crack the ground, all the way north.

...

Jiang Lao curled up in the carriage, leaning against the wall of the carriage, pinched his hands and counted over two dozen numbers, and his heart gradually settled down.

There was no sound of Ming Shao being arrested outside.

Without being caught on the spot, there is a possibility of escape.

She was relieved, there was another noise from the back of the carriage. Jiang Lao hugged his knees and leaned against the carriage wall and shrank into a ball.

The person exposed over the window was Ming Shao.

With red tears on his face, Ming Shao cried in a low voice, "If the girl doesn't run away, the maidservant and the maidservant can't escape alone..."

Jiang Lao had a terrible headache for a while.

She intended to wait and count Ming Shao to escape far away, so she got out of the car and tried to escape from the ridge beside her.

It's just that the color of her undergarment today is bright yellow, which is too bright and dazzling, and she doesn't have much hope for her escape.

That's why she insisted on letting Ming Shao run first, one run out, it's better than all of them fall into the hands of the culprits in the end.

Jiang Lao didn't explain to Ming Shao what she was thinking about. She didn't have time, but looked at it coldly, "This is an order."

Ming Shao let out a choked sound and finally left. Jiang Lao counted again. Apart from fear, there was a wave of anger in his heart.

Why did those who intercepted the carriage come?

To deal with her, or deal with Rong Chen, why can't we use some visible means.

She stretched out her hand, untied her hair bun, grabbed her fingers between her hair, rubbed her hair more messy than a chicken coop, and wiped a few handfuls of dust on her face, which looked dusty.

She was scared.

Those who commit crimes are desperate and do everything.

Putting himself into an unkempt appearance, Jiang Lao estimated that Ming Shao should have really ran away this time. He pulled a corner of the car curtain slightly with his finger, and glanced out through the gap of the car curtain.

Outside, the people on her side were not as strong as the other, and she gradually fell to the ground.

Looking at Jiang Lao, his heart sank.

She took a deep breath, holding the dagger and purse, and drilling out from the rear window of the carriage that Ming Shao had just got out of.

Time to escape.

She got out of the carriage, fearing that she would be discovered. She moved back next to the carriage. She moved two steps, and her heart suddenly felt like being pinched, and it hurt.

A long, half-person-high knife lay in front of her, and the back of the knife was glowing with merciless cold light.

Jiang Lao froze and did not dare to move anymore.

In front of me was a man wearing a black scarf, looking at her with lewd eyes, "Little girl, where are you going?"

He screamed, "If you run away, your master's money will be gone."

Jiang Lao's voice trembled, "Who sent you here?"

Seeing that the other party did not answer, she took the initiative to release the bait, "If you let me go, I will give you a higher price."

The man in the black scarf lowered his head slightly. He looked straight at Jiang Lao.

Although the temples are messy, the face is still a girl, with innocent childishness, like the best flower blooming on the treetops in March. In the night, wet eyes look over timidly, sultry without knowing it. .

Although I am married, it is a pity.

But it is this kind of wife, even if he is insulted, for the sake of his own reputation, he dare not say anything, and he doesn't have so many scruples when playing.

The one who asked them to do things only said that they wanted them to take the little beauty in front of them to a place that no one knew, but they didn't say that they couldn't do anything to her.

The man smiled evilly, and raised his finger to Jiang Lao's cheek, "Since I can give me money, can I give it to other things..."

Jiang Lao was silent with his hands behind him.

She lowered her eyes weakly, with two strands of hair hanging down her face, and her expression did not seem like rejection.

Seeing the man's heart lewd, I can’t wait to see if the little beauty’s face looks so soft and pinching.

Just when his hand was about to touch Jiang Lao's cheek, Jiang Lao raised his foot and stepped on the long knife, and while the man was unprepared, he directly stabbed the dagger in his throat.

After all, she lost her physical strength. Although her foot struck the long knife in the man’s hand and caused the man to fall backward, the dagger in her hand did not go into the opponent’s throat as expected, but just brushed it along the opponent’s ears and marked out. A blood stain.

The man noticed Jiang Lao's intentions and quickly tilted his head to the side, avoiding the moment Jiang Lao tried to stab him in the throat, but instead hurt his face.

The black scarf on his face fell off, and a blood stain on his left face was bleeding outwards, feeling the pain from his cheeks, his eyes darkened, and he lifted the big knife that fell to the ground and held it in his hand again, splitting his hand to grab it. The dagger in Jiang Lao's hand, "Damn, dare to play with me."

Jiang Lao hid back, and the leg swept by the man stumbled. She fell on the ground, her hair messy, her fingers tightly clutching her purse, her hands and feet were cold.

She had only thought very clearly, she had to have a little ability to protect herself, so she often had daggers and drugs on her body.

But when something really happened, Jiang Lao knew that it wasn't that she had a drug on her front. This drug would come in handy.

The moment she just wanted to pierce the opponent’s throat had already lost half of her strength. At this moment, her fingers seemed to be frozen and unable to move. When I used it on my purse, I couldn't untie it at all. I was so anxious that my tears came out.

The man sneered looking at the scared expression on her face.

She just drew her dagger over, but he thought it was so powerful that he couldn't make a small mouth when she drew her face, soft and soft, like a joke, but she was a little girl who had no power to tie a chicken. There is nothing to fear with a dagger in his hand.

"If you are acquainted, be good..."

Before he finished his voice, he kept changing the posture of speaking, and fell stiff to the ground, and there was no sound.

Behind him, Rong Ming held a long sword in his hand, his thin lips pressed tightly and his eyes were hostile.

He carried a cold-lighted sword in his hand, and a lot of dust and blood were stained on the body of the sword and the snake pattern on the uniform.

Rong Chen was condescending, looking at the man who fell on the ground, his bloodthirsty desire almost occupied all of his mind.

With one more sword, he could kill him, just as easy as trampling an ant to death.

He raised his gaze slightly and saw Jiang Lao who also fell to the ground, his gaze gradually calmed down.

"never mind."

When he spoke, his voice was cold and hoarse. Jiang Lao looked at him and felt like he was dreaming. He didn't dare to blink his eyes. When he heard his voice, tears fell off his eyes, his hair was messy, his face was dirty and miserable. Xi's appearance made Rong Ming's heart aching.

He picked her up in his waist, clasped her head in

In her arms, she could not hear the sound of swords, nor could she see the scene where the swords met and the blood was flowing.

As he walked towards the carriage, he gave orders to the guard closest to him.

——Kill the man who just teased Jiang Lao.