My host is the thief six

Chapter 941 It's a fight!Can you be serious! (45)

"He is already a mature villain, he has to learn to take revenge by himself, isn't he?"

【…】

What a mature villain.

Hasn't he always been just a cub in your heart? ?
"Kneel down."

Shanshan: 【………】

No!

Miss!
crooked! ! !
Don't close the little black house! ! !
Jing Shangcheng who was lying on the ground gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Ping, his eyes were full of resentment.

Why did this monster keep pestering him?
Yan Ping lowered his voice, like the whisper of a demon, "It turns out that I was trapped in that ancient tomb because of you. In this case, let's settle the old and new scores together."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and his sleeves fluttered, as if a ray of light flew out of his sleeves and landed on Jing Shangcheng's head.

"What do you want to do!"

Seeing that light, Jing Shangcheng had a bad premonition in his heart.

Compared with the previous two lives, he in the third life is just an ordinary person, and now he can't even break free from the rope on his body.

The ray of light that fell on the top of his head drilled directly into his head.

In just a split second, there was a sharp pain coming from the top of the skull, and that kind of pain made Jing Shangcheng unable to help crying out.

The rope on his body didn't know when to untie it, but Jing Shangcheng didn't care about it, he just hugged himself and rolled on the ground.

There was almost only one scream, and then it was monopolized. He opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

"Quarrel."

Yan Ping adjusted a comfortable sitting position, and directly cast a silence spell on him, and the living room fell into silence again.

About an hour later, Jing Shangcheng, who was still struggling, seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lying on the ground panting heavily.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Ping looked at him, his voice was flat, and he didn't feel the pleasure of revenge, "I had to bear much more than you did at that time."

He snorted coldly, "Starting today, this pain will accompany you for the rest of your life, every minute and every second, and you won't be given a chance to breathe."

Following Yan Ping's words, Jing Shangcheng felt a little pain in his body again.

He looked at Yan Ping with some apprehension, feeling resentful, but there was nothing he could do.

After dawn outside, Yu Sheng woke up yawning, Jing Shangcheng, who was still lying on the ground, hadn't recovered yet.

She didn't ask Yan Ping what he did last night. After washing up and eating breakfast, Yu Sheng directly called the police.

When the police heard that someone was entering the house and was about to kill someone, they came very quickly and aimed their guns at Jing Shangcheng who was still lying motionless on the ground.

"Don't move! Get up from the ground!"

The captain of the criminal police looked at Yu Sheng who was sitting on the sofa and still in the mood to eat fruit, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Miss Wen."

"Ah."

"Why is he here?"

"He said he was going to kill me, and I subdued him."

"Subdued by you?"

The captain of the criminal police looked up and down Yu Sheng's small arms and legs, but he really couldn't see that she was so good at fighting.

"Any comments?"

"No... no."

Seeing people looking over, the captain of the criminal police team coughed twice in embarrassment, and asked someone to arrest Jing Shangcheng who was lying on the ground before looking at Yu Sheng again.

"Miss Wen, can you tell me in detail what happened last night?"

(End of this chapter)