The Pirate Princess Becomes King

Weiwei looked at the direction the servant was pointing, it was really lively inside.

"Be honest, if you dare to tip off, forget it, just pretend I didn't tell you..." Feeling the malice in the servant's heart, she grabbed the other's chin with one hand and the other with the other. Holding the back of his head, he made a mistake with both hands, and with a "click", he broke the opponent's neck.

The division is burly, with a face full of flesh, and looks extremely ferocious. When Weiwei kicked the door and walked in, this guy was already drinking high.

"Little beauty! You are so beautiful, the uncle will...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh tonight!!"

Seeing that the other party's big hand full of hairs was reaching towards her, Weiwei pulled out the second-generation ghost, without blinking her eyelids, easily cut off the division's left hand.

This fierce-faced man screamed in pain, and all the geishas who were playing music and dancing beside him were stunned.

When a musician wanted to run away, Weiwei raised her hand and made a "chopping".

The knife mang slashed half a meter in front of the opponent's toe.

"Don't run, what are you running for? Don't kill you, all come back to me!"

The musician sat back obediently.

Weiwei picked up a plate of grapes on the separate seat, and ate it very politely and gracefully.

She was as casual as she was at home: "Don't stand still, then play music, then dance!"

Some tune-changing music played again, and several geisha did not know what song and dance the "female robber" wanted to see, and their limbs were stiff, shaking like they had Parkinson's.

Weiwei didn't make it difficult for them. She picked up and ate a little of the untouched food on the table, and then stepped on the back of the division.

"What am I doing, you should know what I'm doing? That's right, the next one is the robber! Hand over all your gold and silver treasures."

The division was sweating profusely. At this time, he had already woken up from the wine. There was indeed a ruthlessness in this person's character, and the inside of the large kimono was full of sweat. He gritted his teeth and tried to turn over to fight back, but Weiwei's strength was far superior. After passing him, the soles of his feet stepped on his back, and the division's spine "crunched", but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move half a cent.

He was lying on the ground, his head tilted to Weiwei's side, trying to see the robber's face.

The first look at the past, found do not know, the second look at,

Is this from Wano country? How do you dress so weird?

"The robber king, you stepped on me, I can't get the money, why don't you let me go first?" He ignored the pain at the severed hand and forced a pleasing smile.

"No, ask your servants, housekeepers, guards, etc. to pile all your money in the yard, and I will naturally let you go when I get the money."

There is really no other way to divide the industry, but to call people.

He barked like slaughtering pigs, and then ordered his servants to take gold and silver jewels from his study, bedroom, and secret room.

Weiwei sees it very clearly. On average, there are five servants. If you can come back with two, it is not bad. The remaining three will run away with gold and silver. Master? We don't know each other at all!

"Haha - I'm dying of laughter! You are a poor character, and all the subordinates you recruit are bad guys. You are a failure in life, go on! Keep calling people and give me all the gold and silver jewelry!"

Weiwei didn't care about the servants who ran away, there were not many good people in Huadu, with treasures, but no strength to protect herself, those people would end up miserably.

She just stared at the treasure in the yard.

"It's all here? That's all you need?"

"Not enough! This big sentence doesn't match the reputation of your business owner."

"Continue! I said, this amount of money is not enough for your life. Open another secret room, don't say you don't have one."

Soon, gold and silver jewelry were piled up in the yard.

Weiwei waved to the geisha who were still playing and dancing: "Come here and help me pack my things."

There are too many treasures, and she asks them to be packed in one bag, which is hard to break a group of geisha.

They can only take out all kinds of curtains and bed sheets, sew them together, and then put gold and silver jewelry inside. In the end, the whole package is five meters high, three meters long and wide, and it is as tall as a hill.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can take as much of the remaining treasures on the ground as you can."

When several geisha heard this, their eyes were red, and they kicked off their clogs, ripped open the hem of their kimonos, hugged their treasures one by one, and ran away.

Weiwei smiled and slapped Fenye's face with a scabbard: "Actually, keeping you and letting your former enemies deal with you is the best choice, right?"

The division nodded again and again, but what was waiting for him was the flash of the sword.

Throwing off the blood on the blade, Wei Wei picked up the super huge package, jumped up, and disappeared into the night.

......

In the capital of flowers, money has everything.

The next day, Weiwei, who goes by the pseudonym Ba Yuqian, appeared in the practice center of the Flower Capital. At this time, she took off her earrings and necklace, and wore a moon-white kimono with blue patterns on the cuffs and neckline.

There is nothing wrong with the clothes, but the clogs are a bit awkward to wear.

One of the two teeth of the clog is at the sole of the foot, and the other is at the heel. The forefoot is empty. It is very easy to fall forward when walking. You must stand straight to walk steadily.

After getting used to the way of walking in clogs, she used gold and silver to clear the way and got her medical certificate.

That's right, this time she is going to be a doctor here, and she is idle anyway. She wants to develop her fruit ability, which requires a lot of fresh blood.

The death of the division of industry did not cause much disturbance. The rich people in the flower capital were eyeing his legacy. Even his old pals Ping Hao and Fanhe were sharpening their knives, and the ronin and villains in the city were eyeing them. Those servants who fled with money, no one went to track down the murderer, and the dead are nothing in the flower capital.

Weiwei needed an assistant, and the teahouse owner, Ah He, slipped into the Flower City to help her.

Ah He was a little confused about Weiwei's opening of a medical clinic.

"Miss Samurai, are you really good at medicine?"

Weiwei took off all kinds of jewelry, her face turned upside down, her aqua blue hair was tied into a ponytail, and her smile was as warm as spring.

But at this time, both Ah He and the shivering patient looked at her strangely.

In the end, Ah He said, "Then... before treating the patient, can you put down the knife in your hand?"

The middle-aged man who came to see a doctor nodded again and again. If it weren't for the cheapness and the gentleness of the doctor, he would not have come to this newly opened hospital, but the doctor's appearance of holding a knife without a word really scared him. .

Weiwei smiled: "This is my unique medical skill, bloodletting! The blood in the human body is full of germs, as long as the blood is released, the disease will be almost cured. This patient, I assure you, this kind of treatment The way is very scientific, and you don't feel any pain..."