Chapter 237

At this moment, Ning Zhao's dagger was unsheathed, and Han Jian flashed by.The man hastily stopped, but was still injured by Ning Zhao's dagger.

"Bitch, you dare to hurt my uncle, you are full." The man became angry with embarrassment, and immediately waved away the obstruction of the thin man on the right, and rushed Ning Zhao directly.

Ning Zhao has a strong figure, and moved a little to his left to avoid the man.In the backhand, the dagger stabbed out again.

Stabbing, it was the sound of a weapon piercing into the flesh. Ning Zhao turned around and saw that his black iron dagger had drawn an extremely long line of blood on the man's arm.At this time, the tip of the dagger was resting on his palm.

The slender man is obviously not convinced, and his mood is even more irritable. Even if he wants to use his height and physical advantage to directly overwhelm Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao sneered, and instead of retreating, the dagger advanced, using all the strength in his body, and directly ruthlessly inserted into the man's bare hand.

"Ah~"

After a tragic cry, the man couldn't lift his right hand directly, and blood gushed out rapidly.

"I'm going to kill you, but you crippled my hand!" The fleshy man felt unwilling, and immediately used his other uninjured left hand to throw at Ning Zhao again.

The hand that just came out was stopped by the thin man beside him.

"That's enough, second child. The Lord wanted us to invite the Sixth Princess, but he didn't say he wanted you to hurt her."

"But it's obviously this bitch who hurt me, no way, I have to abolish this bitch today, dare to hurt me."

Facing the obstruction of the thin man, the fleshy man was obviously not convinced.The hand that blocked him was opened directly, and then he was ready to pounce on Ning Zhao again.

Ning Zhao concentrated and took precautions.It's just that the fleshy man just rushed over, but was sent flying by an inexplicable force, and then fell heavily on the ground, spitting blood, and couldn't get up for a short time.

Not only did Ning Zhao not relax, but he was even more dignified. Surrounded by something she didn't know, there was actually a potential master. Ning Zhao looked around, but he didn't find any trace of the other party. archenemy.

"Bold slave, this king asked you to invite the sixth princess, you are so rude. Don't tell me to go back."

A harsh voice sounded, and Mo Jinfeng, dressed in white, appeared at the entrance of the alley.Ning Zhao looked up, but saw the white clothes were snowing, with fluttering sleeves.

But Ning Zhao felt that the man in front of him was too dangerous.How long has he been watching the show here, or what exactly does he want to find out.

At this moment, Ning Zhao suddenly realized that he still didn't quite adapt to the rules of survival in this world.Her close combat method is still not enough, because she doesn't know light work or internal work.

The two men, one fat and one thin, quickly backed away.However, Mo Jinfeng walked up to Ning Zhao at every step. Seeing Ning Zhao's face full of defense, he stood three steps away with a gentle smile on his face.

"Zhaoer, I'm sorry, did those two stupid servants hurt you just now?"

The gentle voice as in memory, but Ning Zhao only felt cold when he heard it in his ears.This man is far more terrifying than what he has shown.

At this moment, Ning Zhao couldn't help but think of Mo Juechen's advice to her before, telling her to stay away from the Third Prince, because even he couldn't see the true depth of the Third Prince.

Ning Zhao took a deep breath to calm down her whole heart. She is not the original owner in a deep boudoir, she is Ning Zhao, a modern policewoman, so she has her confidence, and the word fear should not appear in her life.

(End of this chapter)

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