MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 58 assassin

Chapter 58 Assassin

Ling Chu glanced at the traffickers in the formation and knew that it would take some time for those female puppets to take revenge.

So I simply moved a table and chairs out of the house, made a pot of tea, found a bag of fried melon seeds, and went back to the yard to sit, drinking tea and eating melon seeds, while watching the female puppets take revenge.

She was leisurely watching the show, but the group of traffickers in the formation were in dire straits.

The surroundings were filled with thick fog, and the companions around him could not be seen, but they could hear their screams from time to time, and various terrifying female puppets emerged from the fog from time to time.

Even though these traffickers are more courageous than ordinary people, they are also frightened when they see headless corpses that can walk, or heads that appear out of thin air and can speak.

If it was just to scare them, that would be enough, but those puppet spirits would attack them when they were not prepared. Now, there was almost no intact skin on their bodies.

As the leader, Boss Yao is bolder than the others and is relatively calm at the moment. Hearing Wang Hai's screams from time to time in the thick fog, he quickly took out the dagger hidden in his arms and looked around with vigilant eyes.

“Boss Yao, please give me back my life...”

The female voice that suddenly reached his ears was sharp and eerie, but Boss Yao was not frightened. His sharp eyes scanned the right side where a piece of cyan clothes was looming in the thick fog, and he stabbed it with a dagger in his backhand.

I snorted disdainfully in my heart, what a ghost, it's just someone pretending to be a ghost.

The sound of the dagger piercing the flesh was heard, and Boss Yao was even more delighted.

With his strength, this man must die.

But the next moment, Boss Yao frowned fiercely.

 At the other end of the dagger is a familiar girl. There was a big hole in his smooth, plump forehead, dripping with blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were empty.

Boss Yao quickly recognized that she was a girl who was kidnapped a year ago. After escaping several times and being caught, she hit the wall and committed suicide.

Suddenly seeing the dead people suddenly appearing, Boss Yao did not panic.

Although he didn’t know who was pretending, it was just a dead person, or a head without a body.

Boss Yao was just about to kick the head away, but his red lips, which looked like they were covered in blood, suddenly spoke, "Boss Yao, your death has come."

Boss Yao was stunned. How could the dead head still speak?

As soon as this thought came to my mind, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest.

Boss Yao looked down and his pupils suddenly shrank.

This is a fingernail?

  Sensing movement on his back, Boss Yao turned his head and saw a headless female corpse pressed against his back.

This female corpse has no head, but the nails on her hands are long and sharp.

Boss Yao never thought that one day his shoulder would be pierced by a nail from the back.

If this had hit him in the heart, he would have died.

At this moment, even though Boss Yao believed that he was not afraid of anything, he couldn't help feeling cold in his heart.

The sharp fingernails of the headless female corpse were pulled out from Boss Yao's back, floated to the side of the head, picked up the head in mid-air with both hands, and pressed it onto his body.

Boss Yao watched helplessly as the upside-down head was snapped into place by the dead white puppet hands. Then he pulled out his hands, and the dagger on his head was pulled out.

The female puppet in green secretly thought it was a pity. If the girl hadn't been watching, she would have wanted to dig out Boss Yao's heart just now to see if it was black.

Although she can't kill Boss Yao yet, she can torture him until life is worse than death.

Lingchu felt relieved when he saw that the female puppet in green didn't kill her.

 She turned around and began to look at the other puppet souls. If these female puppets did not listen to her advice, she would have to stop them.

Although this group of human traffickers deserve to die, they cannot be done by this group of female puppets.

 Otherwise, it will not only affect their reincarnation, but also affect her own merit.

Although you can't kill the traffickers, you can let these murdered female puppets express their resentment, and prevent them from turning into evil ghosts and going out to harm innocent people.

Ling Chu was listening attentively when he vaguely heard a strange sound coming from the roof. As soon as she raised her head, she saw a black shadow flying towards her from the roof.

 Sensing the danger, Ling Chu took out the plum blossom needle from the system and flicked his wrist towards the black shadow before he had time to think about it.

"Miss Ling, be careful..." Ning Chuyi suddenly saw the familiar little face rising from underneath, and her heart suddenly stopped.

 A thought flashed through my mind, Miss Ling cannot die.

Ning Chuyi knew that the man in black wanted to take Miss Ling hostage when he saw that he could not escape the pursuit. He quickly used his internal energy, raised his Qing Gong to the limit, and rushed towards the man in black, trying to stop him.

Wei Feng and Yin Sha, who were chasing after each other from a distance, realized that the man in black wanted to take Miss Ling hostage, and they were extremely anxious.

This girl Ling is now the most important money bag to the emperor. If she is harmed by the man in black, the emperor will definitely be angry with the adults in their family.

However, what no one expected was that the man in black who flew into the air suddenly froze. With a snap, it fell from the air and hit Ling Chu heavily.

Ning Chuyi was flying into the air when he saw the man in black falling. He was silent before jumping off the roof.

 It seems that his worries are unnecessary.

Lingchu glanced at the dusty teacup with disgust, feeling sorry for her tea.

"Who is this?" Ling Chu glanced at the man in black on the ground and asked Ning Chuyi.

 “Assassin.”

Ling Chu was surprised, "Are the assassins' skills so bad these days?"

Wei Feng, who had just arrived, happened to hear this and his mouth twitched. The assassin they had been chasing for a long time was knocked down by Miss Ling with a wave of his hand.

The assassin, who had just woken up from a fall, almost vomited blood when he heard Ling Chu's words.

Had he not been careless and thought that the girl in front of him was a weak woman with no strength, how could he have been knocked down so easily.

“You just wanted to hold me hostage?” Ling Chu lowered his head and asked the assassin.

 The assassin said nothing, obviously acquiescing.

Ling Chu glanced at him, turned to the female puppet in the formation and said, "Come here, take this person over and serve him well."

The group of female puppets had already noticed what was going on here. After hearing Ling Chu's words, they immediately dropped the human trafficker who was tortured to the point of dying and floated over.

Wei Feng and the others frowned. Is there something wrong with Miss Ling’s brain?

The assassin wanted to take her hostage, but she actually wanted someone to take good care of her?

The assassin was also confused.

But before he had time to feel happy, the assassin suddenly found himself being grabbed by his legs and dragged backwards by something.

His instinct was to struggle, but he couldn't get away despite all his efforts.

What was even weirder was that he clearly felt a pair of hands grasping his legs, but when he looked up, he found that there was nothing on his feet.

 The assassin didn’t know what was catching him, but Ning Chuyi and the others guessed it.

"Miss Ling, are...those things?" Wei Feng swallowed and saw the assassin being dragged away with his legs upside down, but did not see the person dragging him, so he knew that he had wrongly blamed Miss Ling.

Ling Chu glanced at him and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

The assassin was dragged into the formation, and soon a shrill scream could be heard.

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