The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 477 Fate can only be in your own hands [30]

When the young woman said this, it was obvious that she had wiped out even this trick.

Happily...
This woman is also skillful in her speech. She can't refute a word when she talks about the fact that she does or doesn't do it!
No matter how angry Mrs. Wang was, the young woman still smiled like a flower,

He raised his hand and brushed his hair on the side of his forehead, and smiled softly: "Really, among the 160 people we arranged in the village, who has no merit? Sister Wang has always been a veteran among us, Presumably, you won’t let us down for a mere contribution!”

"you……."

Just as Mrs. Wang was about to yell, she glanced at the eyes of those around her.

The scolding sound that reached his mouth was swallowed again immediately.

Gritting his teeth with hatred, he glanced at the young woman, and sneered: "You also said just now that this matter is the work of more than 100 people, of course it is not my matter."

At this time, she must do this trick, of course she can.

But being said by the young woman and insisting on it is directly offending the more than 100 companions outside.

So can only choose to give up.

But if it was in normal times, it would be nothing more than giving up a trick, but now...
Thinking of the current situation in court, Mrs. Wang narrowed her eyes slightly.

When everyone was unprepared, he bent down and grabbed Ye Sha's arm with his left hand. The dagger in his right hand drew a silver cold light, and cut Ye Sha's throat.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Mrs. Wang's actions, a trace of jealousy flashed in the young woman's eyes, and she growled to stop her: "Since we have already caught it, wouldn't it be better to escort her to the capital and hand it over to the emperor!"

Mrs. Wang's actions were not dissatisfied at all, and the dagger continued to strike forward.

He yelled in a low voice: "The emperor's life is life, as long as life is not human!"

Like a young woman, as soon as the dagger reached Ye Sha's neck, a sharp pain came from the tiger's mouth where Mrs. Wang was holding the dagger.

Hastily following the direction of the force, moved the dagger three inches horizontally, squinted slightly, and looked at one of the people beside him with hatred: "What a Bawang needle!"

(End of this chapter)