The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 253 A Divine Kick

Shang Wan moved the bandit's corpse to the table, arranging it in a sleeping position with its head down and tucked between its arms. She then blew out the oil lamp on the table.

There are three lights in the kitchen, so blowing out one won't have much of an impact.

The broth in the pot was bubbling away. Shang Wan took a bite with her chopsticks, then curled her lip in disgust. Her skill in making this broth was far inferior to Xiao Huan's.

She took out a bottle of poison and poured half of it into the pot without blinking.

The original aroma of the broth immediately became strange. Shang Wan rummaged through the kitchen and put in spices like angelica, cinnamon, and star anise without hesitation until the aroma of the spices masked the smell of the poison.

"Done." Shang Wan grabbed the spatula and stirred the meat broth in the pot, hoping the bandits would enjoy this late-night snack.

If I can eat meat for my last meal, then I've achieved a perfect life.

She's such a good person!
Shang Wan cleared her throat.

A moment later, a deep voice came from the kitchen: "The broth is ready. Take it to the brothers."

Two bandits entered at the sound of their voices and found their cook asleep on the table, snoring loudly.

"Lazybones!" one of the bandits laughed and cursed.

Another bandit, smelling the spices, couldn't help but swallow hard, thinking to himself that they were being generous with the ingredients today.

He picked up the porcelain bowl, eager to taste the broth.

Another bandit stopped him, saying, "Send it to the brothers on night watch first. If the chief finds out it's late, you'll get a beating."

The bandit realized it was getting late, so he put down his bowl, picked up the large tray, and took the meat soup with him.

The broth was all ladled out and placed on the stove; not a drop was left in the pot.

The bandits called three more brothers to help carry the food. None of the four paid any attention to the bandit cook who was sleeping on the table and no longer snoring.

The soup smells delicious tonight. If there's one less person to share it with, they can eat more.

Meanwhile, Shang Wan had already left with the bandit who delivered meat soup to the bandit leader.

The leader of the bandit gang was the only one who had any say in the stronghold, and naturally, his living conditions were excellent.

Shang Wan hid in the shadows under the eaves, listening to the conversation inside while waiting for the people inside to drink the meat soup.

In fact, she could subdue the entire mountain stronghold by fighting, but there was no need to leave any bandits alive. Why not use a less strenuous method?
"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a bowl being smashed came from inside the house. Immediately afterward, the bandit who had just brought in the meat soup came running out, tumbling and scrambling, shouting as he ran, "The meat soup is poisoned! You can't... uh!"

His neck was pierced by a flying stone, and he could never utter the last word again.

The bandit collapsed to the ground with his eyes wide open, blood gushing from the hole in his neck, soaking the ground.

Shang Wan sidestepped the large knife that was slashing down at her, met the angry eyes of the knife-wielder, and a cold smile curved her lips.

She underestimated this bandit leader.

Indeed, how could a woman who could lead a mountain stronghold of several hundred people with her own abilities and be respected by the bandits be an ordinary person?
"Who are you?" The bandit leader drew his sword and slashed at the woman in red.

"Fight if you want to fight, chat if you want to chat." Shang Wan nimbly kicked the blade. "How can you fight and chat at the same time?"

The immense force caused the bandit leader's wrist to go numb and his tiger's mouth to crack.

She was so shocked that she lost her grip on the knife.

The hundred-pound broadsword flew out and pierced the chest of a bandit on a distant watchtower who was drawing his bow and nocking an arrow. The bandit and the sword fell off the watchtower.

Zhou Gua seized the opportunity to counterattack, picked up the curved knife beside him and threw it, knocking down a bandit.

Only one bandit remained on the watchtower. Unfortunately, he didn't stay long. An arrow flew from nowhere, its silvery tip piercing his chest. The bandit was thrown forward and fell off the watchtower.

"Got it!" The excited little voice suddenly rang out, and Lu Chengjing's arm holding the bow stiffened. He looked down at the little baby at his feet.

You promised to cover your eyes and not look!

What's going on with this huge gap between the fingers?

Yuanyuan chuckled and quickly tried to divert her father's attention, pointing forward with her little hand: "Mommy, there!"

After a brief moment of shock, the bandit leader and Shang Wan began to fight with their fists, feet, and internal strength.

Shang Wan didn't possess any internal energy, but that didn't stop her from beating up the bandit leader like a punching bag.

If you dare to lay a finger on your own fox, I'll beat you to death!
The bandit leader was badly hurt. This young woman had delicate skin and looked like a pampered young lady raised in seclusion. Her thin arms and legs could be broken by the wind. How could she possibly be better at fighting than him?
But the truth is, even with her thin arms and legs, Shang Wan could still beat her to a pulp.

The bandit leader began to question the meaning of life.

With a broken leg and several ribs, he was in excruciating pain all over his body and questioned the meaning of life.

"Who are you?"

With immense difficulty, the bandit leader uttered three words, his eyes wide as he stared at Shang Wan, as if he would die with regrets if he didn't get an answer.

"I am his boss." Shang Wan pointed to Qin Zhang, who was not far away, slapping a brick at a bandit, his head covered in blood.

She then pointed to Lu Chengjing, who was carrying a baby and walking quickly over, wiping out bandits with a single chop without batting an eye, and said, "He is my husband."

Bandit leader: "..."

What does it mean to reap what you sow?

Why did she have to provoke this jinx?!

"So, how do you want to die?" Shang Wan looked down at the bandit leader, who had collapsed back to the ground, as if he had used up his last bit of strength.

"I...I want..." the bandit leader uttered with difficulty, but as Shang Wan approached, he suddenly erupted, his eyes filled with venom, and roared, "I want you to die!!"

A dagger gleaming with a ghostly blue light slid out from her sleeve and stabbed forcefully towards Shang Wan's stomach.

"Mother!!"

Yuan Yuan exclaimed in surprise. No one saw how she moved. Before the dagger even touched Shang Wan's clothes, the bandit leader was kicked away by the flying little foot.

"Hmph, don't you dare bully your mother!"

The little girl grabbed her skirt and made a face at the bandit leader, who was unable to get up and looked like a rag doll.

Then... the little baby's legs went weak and he fell forward.

Shang Wan reached out in time and pulled the person into her arms.

The little baby, who had just kicked out of his wits, now had a pale face, furrowed brows, and gave his mother a bitter smile.

"What happened?" Lu Chengjing slashed the bandit's neck with his knife, ignoring the blood staining his clothes, and rushed over, asking anxiously, "Are you hurt?"

The crowd looked at the bandit leader who was unable to move and whose life or death was unknown, and then at the little baby who was just a little pale but could still make faces. They thought to themselves, "Don't you feel guilty for asking such a question?"

Clearly, Lu Chengjing had no guilty conscience at all; he even wanted to go up and finish off the bandit leader.

Didn't you see how tired his daughter was, her face turned pale?

"Wait, the living are more valuable." Under the cover of her clothes, Shang Wan fed Yuan Yuan two drops of spiritual spring water.

Upon hearing Shang Wan's words, Lu Chengjing stopped in his tracks, and seeing that his wife and child were unharmed, he turned around and went to help in other places.