"Well... don't..." Wen Jin pretended to be half-conscious.
The man outside was startled, "You are really a coward! How long has it been!"
The man relaxed his guard and leaned over to pull his companion out.
Wen Jin took the opportunity and struck suddenly.
Three silver needles made him lose his strength and lose his voice.
My son's exclusive secret recipe "Sleep Powder" made his face mushy!
The man rolled his eyes and fell in.
The two almost filled the camera obscura.
Wen Jin struggled to push the two away, but thanks to her divine power.
Otherwise, instead of being knocked unconscious by the medicine, she would be squeezed into a coma due to lack of oxygen.
She climbed out of the camera obscura and was about to control the coachman.
"Uu——"
The carriage suddenly stopped.
Wen Jin suddenly sat back due to inertia!
He just sat on the back of the two people.
There was only a "click-" sound, and I didn't know which of the two's lower backs made the crisp sound.
"Hiss—" Wen Jin took a deep breath.
The severe pain from the fracture did not wake them up.
Are you there?
Wen Jin was puzzled.
Suddenly I heard someone talking outside, "Did someone bring it?"
"Master, I brought it here!" the coachman said. "Today's temple fair took advantage of the large number of people, so it was easy to do it, so it went very well."
The one called "Master Zhou" hummed, "I have always made clear rewards and punishments. If you have done a good job, I will reward you heavily. Get them down!"
Master Zhou is outside?
Wen Jin's heart beat rapidly.
Is this "Master Zhou" the one who wants her life?
What grudge does she have against this person named Zhou? Or maybe this person named Zhou is also someone else's lackey?
Wen Jin took a look outside through the gap in the carriage curtain.
I saw more than a dozen people holding torches outside.
The carriage was surrounded by them. Judging from their clothes, they looked like domestic servants.
But looking at their stance and aura... they are quite atrocious, not like ordinary servants at all.
"Second brother, third brother? Get them out!" The coachman knocked on the door outside.
Wen Jin lowered his head and looked at the two people with their heads and upper bodies stuck in the dark box... His second brother and third brother were afraid that they wouldn't be able to answer him.
"Second brother! Third brother?!" The driver was a little anxious.
Master Zhou said: "Isn't it going well?"
"Ahem... maybe they are asleep?" The driver hurriedly opened the door.
"Ah!" he exclaimed, "Second brother? Third brother? What's wrong with you?"
The coachman climbed up onto the carriage.
Like plucking onions, he pulled the two of them out of the secret box.
"Huh? Where is the person? Why is the person missing?"
"Second brother! Third brother! Wake up! Wake up!"
Master Zhou saw something was wrong and strode forward.
"what happened?"
He stood at the door of the carriage, frowning and looking inside.
"Second brother and third brother were knocked unconscious, and the woman disappeared!
"But...that's not right! I didn't stop at all along the way! I didn't hear anything unusual..."
Speaking of this, the coachman looked startled.
There is movement!
His second brother and third brother had two fights in the car!
But the second brother and the third brother usually don't deal with each other, and often fight if they disagree... so he doesn't take it seriously.
"Say what? What's going on? Can a cooked duck fly?!" Mr. Zhou glared and growled.
The driver trembled, "No...nothing. Just on the way, the third brother said that the Princess was beautiful and it would be a pity to kill her directly. It would be better to sleep with her first..."
"But but but - the second brother persuaded him! No, he didn't touch the woman!"
"You didn't touch that woman? Where is that woman now?" Mr. Zhou slapped the driver on the face.
Mr. Zhou is very good at martial arts this time.
The slap made the coachman's head feel dizzy, and he closed his eyes hard.
"Wake them up! Ask them!" Mr. Zhou shouted angrily.
he does not know……
Wen Jin was standing less than two meters next to him, staring at his face carefully.
"I'm sure," Wen Jin held his chin and thought, "I don't know him. If there is no grievance or enmity, then there is a big fish behind him."
The place where the carriage was parked looked like someone's villa.
Who is the owner of this courtyard?
Wen Jin looked around and pondered.
"Master Zhou... It's already midnight, where is the doctor?" someone on the side said bitterly.
Master Zhou sneered, "No doctor? Bring a bucket of water! Cold water!"
In the middle of winter, cold water?
The people around them couldn't help but shudder and looked at the two people in the car with compassion.
The two men had been dragged out of the car by the driver who looked at them like stars.
Someone on the side brought a bucket of cold water from a well not far away.
"Down!" Master Zhou ordered.
No one moved around.
"Refuse to fall?"
"Mr. Zhou, if you do this in such a cold weather, you will kill your second brother and your third brother!" the coachman advised.
Master Zhou sneered, "It's just a bucket of cold water, how can they die? There is no use for them to be alive now! I will let them die?"
"Besides, if they really die in the future... won't you become the second brother?"
The driver shook his head and said nothing.
"You're not even willing to move, are you?" Mr. Zhou glanced around.
He took a step forward suddenly, picked up the cold water, "Wow -"
The icy water splashed the two of them from head to toe.
Wen Jin immediately jumped a little farther... Although the water couldn't splash on her at all, this was a subconscious reaction.
She hugged her shoulders and watched coldly.
Can Yu'er's "Sleep Powder" be dissolved with a bucket of cold water?
Even the martial arts poison master wanted to be Yu'er's master, which is evident from his son's knowledge and talent in poison.
Sure enough, the cold water was poured on for a minute or two.
Neither of them showed any signs of waking up.
"Bang--" Mr. Zhou slammed the barrel onto the ground.
The barrel bounced up and hit the coachman in the face.
"Ao Niang——"
The coachman screamed, his nose bleeding.
Everyone around was frightened and looked at Mr. Zhou dumbfounded.
"Come to the doctor quickly! Now! Immediately! Immediately!" He pointed to the door and shouted.
A group of three or four people ran, "Go right now! Go right now!"
Master Zhou looked gloomy.
Wen Jin stared at him from the side.
She planned to follow him to see if she could find out who the master behind him was.
But now he seemed to have noticed something, and he looked around cautiously.
"Did you notice it?" he asked.
The gangster-like people around him followed him and looked around, "What did you find?"
"Is there anyone around?"
Wen Jin secretly took a breath... No way? Can he feel her?
Everyone hasn't figured it out yet.
But Master Zhou suddenly drew his sword and slashed towards where Wen Jin was standing!
Wen Jin subconsciously retreated quickly.
The blade slashed across the spot where she had been standing.
The tip of the knife barely scratched her face...
Wen Jin's heartbeat accelerated - in fact, there was no need to be nervous.
The Lingquan space and the outside world are like two parallel spaces.
People outside can't touch her, and she can't touch people outside!
It's just the blade coming towards the face that can't help but frighten people.
Wen Jin turned around and came behind Zhou. She raised her foot and kicked his butt.
With her current strength, if she could really kick him with this kick, she would have to kick him dozens of meters away!
But Wen Jin's feet "pierced" through him.
It's like two overlapping spaces that cannot affect each other.
The man named Zhou felt something!
He turned around suddenly and slashed at Wen Jin again.
Wen Jin didn't hide this time.
The sharp blade, with the force of thunder, "pierced" through Wen Jin's body.
Wen Jin smiled. He shouldn't say anything, but it was still... quite funny?
She swung her fist and hit Zhou hard in the abdomen.
Just listen to a "bang——" sound.
"Ouch——" The man surnamed Zhou groaned, and his whole body was blown away, flying more than ten meters and hitting the wall hard.
Wen Jin was stunned and looked down at his fist.
"Catch her!" Zhou shouted, pointing at her!
