The character design collapsed! The general's sick beauty is a killer

Chapter 17 Disembowelment

After leaving the Grand Master's Mansion, the carriage prepared by Jian Chijin was already waiting outside.

The two got on the carriage one after the other.

"Who is Wu Yue?" Tang Xi regained her clear and ethereal voice.

"The youngest son of King Beidi." Jian Chijin pulled off her scarf and threw it on the table in the middle of the carriage.

Tang Xi bit her lip. She had investigated Jian Chijin before.

Six years ago, his father, Yi Qinhou, was punished by Taishi Yu Min for making weapons privately, and a memorial was presented to the emperor. The emperor was so angry that he cut off his title and confiscated his family, which indirectly led to Yi Qinhou being trapped in Guangli City.

Isolated and helpless, Beidi broke through the city and entered. Yi Qinhou was pierced through the heart by Wan Jian and died. His head was cut off by the King of Beidi and he was arrogantly sent back to the capital.

"Are you okay?" Tang Xi tilted his head slightly and looked at his face.

He had helped her a lot today, and she deserved to be comforted.

Jian Chijin said nothing, resting on her knees, her face deeply covered in her two palms.

Tang Xi couldn't see his expression, but she guessed that he was probably still sad.

If it were her, she would be sad too.

Not only will she be sad, she will immediately rush in and twist off Yu Min's head, and she will not let Yu Jiuchuan go either.

"How about... I go back with you and twist off Yu Jiuchuan's head?" Tang Xi carefully considered the words and asked.

Yu Jiuchuan, who was still dreaming at this time:...

Jian Chijin put down her palm and looked at the woman in front of her with red eyes.

Tang Xi was startled by his appearance, and her heart jumped involuntarily. Wouldn't this guy suddenly go crazy and twist off her head?

She moved her butt back calmly, thinking about finding an opportunity to jump out of the car.

Jian Chijin laughed and said in a low voice, "It's rare that you are still afraid."

Tang Xi choked, opened his mouth, and decided not to argue with him because he was a little pitiful today.

"Do you know who wants to investigate Yu Min's private manufacture of weapons?" Jian Chijin asked.

Tang Xi shook his head, "This is a secret. We won't tell these killers."

"Aren't you a Class A killer?"

"A Class A killer is just a killer," Tang Xi emphasized, "It's just that hiring a Class A killer costs more."

Jian Chijin became interested, "How much does it cost to hire you once?"

"It depends on the difficulty of the task," Tang Xi carefully wiped the dagger in his hand and said nonchalantly: "No ordinary person at my level can afford to hire one."

Jian Chijin pursed her lips and watched her every move quietly without speaking.

The Earl of Xianchang's Mansion arrived soon. Tang Xi jumped off the carriage, watched Jian Chijin leave, and then turned into another deep alley.

"You're finally here. I thought you died in the Grand Master's Mansion."

The middle-aged woman twisted her waist and walked out of the darkness, holding her throat and making a strange sound. She was clearly the old madam of Zuihualou.

"Heh," Tang Xi lazily raised his eyelids, the sharp dagger flexibly rotated on his fingertips, and shot out from the woman's ear in an instant, cutting off the long hair next to her ear, "Zhang Yuniang, if you can't speak, what will happen to you?"

Open your mouth and I'll tear it apart for you."

"Tang Xi, you...you!!"

"You don't want your fingers anymore?" Tang Xi asked back, with a wicked smile in his eyes.

Zhang Yuniang hurriedly hugged her fingers, her chest heaved violently, and she was out of breath. She threw a medicine bottle at Tang Xi's feet, and said arrogantly with her big red lips: "What's the use of being crazy? You can't survive on the medicine distributed in the pavilion."

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Tang Xi glanced at the dusty porcelain bottle at his feet, bent down to pick it up, and was naturally ridiculed again.

Tang Xi sneered, took out a letterbox that was as thick as her little finger and as long as a knuckle, and stared at the bloody mouth that was still opening and closing in front of her. She waved her hand and patted the letterbox in.

Zhang Yuniang was startled and was about to spit it out. Tang Xi stepped forward and covered her mouth and nose, shook her roughly and asked her to swallow it, and then stuffed a black pill into her.

Zhang Yuniang stared at her cruel devil-like smile, feeling fear in her heart. She pressed her throat and wanted to vomit out, but she never felt like vomiting.

"What did you feed me?"

"Medicine that makes you unable to spit it out." Tang Xi smiled and blinked, "Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean others can't kill you. Tell me, if they knew that you had swallowed the letter, would they think of you?

Are you going to let the master's bed go and wait for the mailbox to naturally come out from underneath?"

After a pause, Tang Xi denied himself, "I don't think so. If they fail to do something after the time limit, they will be punished. In my opinion, what they are most likely to do is...eviscerate you. Do you believe it?"

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Zhang Yuniang looked at her in disbelief. The rumors in the pavilion were true. No. 14 was a lunatic. The person whom the master of the pavilion did not want to offend was bullied repeatedly by her regardless of life or death.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Help me, Tang Xi, help me. I will never dare to do it again." She knelt down and grabbed the hem of Tang Xi's clothes.

Tang Xi kicked her away, and her voice was as soft as a slowly falling feather, scratching the listener's heart, "Don't beg me, you have to beg the person who will be with you later, oh, I seem to have heard

There are footsteps, they seem to be coming."

"No, Tang Xi, I was wrong..."

Tang Xi turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back leisurely and waved to Zhang Yuniang, who was kneeling on the ground in despair, "Farewell to my one hundred and ninth stepmother."

(End of chapter)