Traveling through the Tang Dynasty: Peerless Village Girl

Chapter 42 Cold Blooded Killer

Zheng Xitong was still leaning against the fence, with an even wider evil smile on his face, and even a beast-like gleam in his eyes.

I was fooled, there is something wrong with the fragrance from the censer...

After a while of dizziness, Mo Feiyi slipped limply and fell on the floor, unconscious.

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In the bedroom of a private house, Scarlet San was drinking and having fun with his lover in his arms, when the door suddenly slammed open.

Before he could react, the vital point of his throat had been pressed against by the extremely sharp point of the sword.

The cold air, like a sharp knife, seemed to cut his skin and pierce his heart, making him terrified.

His lover had already rolled his eyes white, fell on the bed, and passed out.

"...giggle...big...giggle...hero...forgive me..."

He looked at the masked man who appeared suddenly in horror, his teeth were chattering, his buttocks were hot and humid, and there was a smell of urine.

"Tou San, you dare to go to the beauty parlor to make trouble, you will be killed without mercy!"

Although he couldn't see the face of the uninvited guest, those eyes, which were sharper than needles, were full of cold and murderous intent.

Scarlet Tou san thumped and knelt down on the ground, "Big... Hero... Spare me... You spare the little one... The little one is willing to exchange important news for his life..."

"Say!"

The voice was cold and gloomy, without any emotion, even without the slightest vitality, like a demon from hell.

Swallowing his saliva with great difficulty, the mangy tou San who was frightened out of his wits spoke out the life-saving news tremblingly.

He is a hooligan in Leizhou City. He usually bullies his neighbors, extorts them, and collects protection fees.

Having been on the road for a long time, he is naturally exquisite in all directions. He knows who can be messed with and who shouldn't be messed with.

Based on intuition, the masked man in front of him is definitely not a chivalrous knight-errant, but a cold-blooded killer who kills like a chicken.

That frightening, cold and murderous aura that only cold-blooded and ruthless killers have is enough to make one's spirit collapse.

Scarlet Tou San didn't dare to hide anything, let alone haggle over the price.

Whether this cold-blooded killer will be merciful depends on whether God will take care of him...

"Miss Mo... for... for Zheng Sanshao to use the incense to fascinate..."

The cold-blooded assassin's needle-like sharp eyes burst out with a strong, sinister, cold, and domineering murderous intent, which made him shudder.

"People... people... are locked up... in Mr. Zheng Sangong's Cangjiao Pavilion... Heroes, spare your life..."

He knelt down, kowtowed and begged for mercy desperately, even bleeding from his forehead.

When he looked up again, the room was empty, and the cold-blooded killer had disappeared like a ghost, as if nothing had happened, it was just a nightmare.

call--

He took a deep breath, and his whole body was like mud, limp on the ground.

Although these little gangsters are not knights of the rivers and lakes, or local tyrants, they have very good eyes and ears, and they can't escape their sense of smell even if there is a slight disturbance.

Fortunately, he was well-informed, so he used this valuable news to save his life.

(End of this chapter)