One Hundred and Sixty-Five: How to Gracefully Kill Meng Yi (2)

Meng Ting's servant is smarter than his master, or more winking, faintly feeling that the crisis is approaching.

Like a croaking frog, it has already been targeted by a poisonous snake not far away, and life and death are only a moment away.

The little servant tried his best to suppress that weird and hairy feeling, stopped his hurried steps forward, and saluted Jiang Pengji.

He bite the bullet and asked, "I don't know Mr. Liu Erlang, but you know my man... where did my lady go?"

Jiang Pengji smiled softly, that mellow voice was different from the clear and bright young man, more like it came from the throat, it sounded a little mellow, and said sullenly, "Did you ask where your husband went? If you're so curious, why don't you go to hell and ask him?"

After hearing this, the little servant shuddered instantly, his hands and feet were cold, and the fear that was squeezed in his heart exploded in an instant, his legs softened in fright, and he knelt down at her feet with a plop, his knees just pressed against a few protruding stones On it, a bruise was immediately knocked out.

The thin lips that were usually slightly sharp trembled, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and it took him a long time to swallow deeply.

He said dryly, "Mr. Liu Erlang, don't be joking, my wife was fine before..."

As he spoke, he slowly got up and stepped back secretly.

The grievances between the Liu Mansion and the Meng Mansion have long been inseparable, and if Liu She ruthlessly kills people, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, the boy's eyes almost turned red with anxiety.

"Why am I bored making jokes like this? Because of the rule that villains die by talking too much, I can only let you die with regret."

Jiang Pengji took a step forward, and the servant froze, then quickly turned around and wanted to run into the house.

Nongqin looked anxious, seeing that the servant wanted to escape, she subconsciously stretched her legs to catch it, but someone was faster than her.

As if a gust of black wind was blowing beside her, Jiang Pengji had already caught up with the boy who was about to run away, pinching the other's slender neck with one hand, gradually exerting force with five fingers, the boy felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and tried hard to separate his hands Her hands and feet rubbed against the ground, and the struggle was very strong and intense at first, but as time went by, the magnitude gradually became smaller...

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The feet that rubbed against the ground completely softened, both hands still maintained the posture of grabbing Jiang Pengji's wrists, the eyes were wide open, protruding so much that they seemed to jump out of the eye sockets, as if they were about to explode in the next second, and the complexion had changed from red to purple. The color gradually turns blue.

Nongqin saw the little servant struggling before he died, saw his eyes that were almost out of their sockets, and his eyes were dying. Subconsciously nervous, his breathing quickened, and he felt as if he was falling into an ice cellar, as if the night wind blowing around With a strange coldness.

"Are you afraid?"

Nongqin froze in place, and Jiang Pengji asked softly in her ear.

She gasped suddenly, the trembling in her chest calmed down under the stimulation of the cold air, bit the tip of her tongue, and regained her sanity.

His resolute eyes shone with brilliance, "Reporting to my lord, Nongqin will be afraid now, but I will definitely not be afraid in the future!"

"Well, go and call the housekeeper over so that someone can dispose of the corpse. In the past few days, I will assign you a few maids, remember to walk a few steps in front of people occasionally. The cousin who came to Liu's mansion two days ago has never Take a step out of this yard, do you understand?"

Nongqin nodded vigorously,

It seems that through this action, he wants to overcome the fear that spreads in his heart.

I thought the butler would panic when he saw the corpse, but he didn't expect that he had already practiced it, and he was still calm.

"The neck is twisted like this, how hard did it hurt?"

The old butler guessed something from Nongqin's vague and mysterious narration, and brought his two confidants over.

With the light of Huo Zhezi, he saw clearly the boy's dead face and the completely twisted and sunken neck, and clicked his tongue.

Nongqin felt anxious, "Housekeeper, this... this... When Mr. Lang sent his slave over, he heard a strange noise. When he came over and took a look, he saw such a corpse... I don't know who did it. What should I do if someone is dead?"

The old butler snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the two confidants quickly put the corpse into a black cloth bag.

"Secretly sent out of Fuken

Definitely not, just throw it into Ye Xiang's bucket, so as not to be seen by others and cause misunderstanding. "

It is the most stupid way to let people move the corpse out secretly, it is no different from deception.

The people near the Liu Mansion are not ordinary people, no matter which door they move out from, it is impossible to guarantee 100% that no one will see them.

Or the old butler who is capable and sophisticated in his work, putting the boy's corpse in a night incense barrel and sending it out, who would be so idle to check this?

Nongqin was a little scared, but when he saw the old housekeeper's calmness, he felt strange admiration and envy in his heart.

It's not the first time the system has watched Jiang Pengji kill people, but the previous scenes were not as shocking as this time.

She killed the bandits in the bandit village cleanly and almost instantly, but the servant was strangled to death by her own hands.

The strength was so great that it directly crushed the neck bones.

The system held back for a long time, and asked without confidence, "You even kill such a powerless ordinary person."

Jiang Pengji said coldly, "I killed it for you to see."

system:"……"

"When did I tell you that I would not kill someone who is powerless? That boy is indeed as weak as a chicken, but fighting the five scum doesn't mean that he has no ability to do evil, and he died directly or indirectly because of him. The lives in his hands are definitely more than twenty. More importantly, if he lives, it will have an uncontrollable impact on the outcome, so it is better to nip the risk in the bud."

The system asked her with a suppressed voice, "Okay, I don't care about these things, but——what did you mean by killing me?"

"I don't know the quality level of your previous host. I only know one thing. Don't treat me, Jiang Pengji, as a temperless clay figurine. System, you have done more than one thing that disgusts me. I hope it is similar to today's task. There is a next time!"

The system was choked and lost its temper, "I said, this kind of real-time task is released randomly and automatically, and I can't control it. If you don't want to execute it, just refuse it... Anyway, if you don't want to do the task, what else can I do?" persecute you?"

Hearing the system's words, Jiang Pengji suddenly smiled, and there was an incomprehensible deep meaning in the smile.

The system added a little more pretentiously, "However, you will have to bear the punishment after the mission fails, and it will be too uncomfortable to bear. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

At this time, two hours had passed since Jiang Pengji refused to carry out the task.

(To be continued.)