Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

However, before Yan Poxi could pick up the baggage placed on the ground in her hands.

Song Jiang, who was standing opposite, pulled out a miniature crossbow from the bag at an extremely fast speed.

Then with a flick of his wrist, the crossbow that had already been strung was pressed against Yan Poxi's head.

Such a sudden move immediately confused Yan Poxi.

At the same time, two streaks of cold sweat ran down the sides of her cheeks.

After seeing this scene, Song Jiang couldn't help but sneer even more on his face:

"You are a shameless bitch!"

"Dirty-hearted bitch!"

"Do you really think that I, Song Jiang, am that easy to bully?"

"The first two times, you took nearly 4 taels from me, and I complied."

"I just want to give you some benefits based on the principle of losing money and avoiding disaster."

"But you damn bitch, after asking for money twice, you are still so dissatisfied."

"You actually want to kill all of our Song family!"

"In this case, how can I, Song Jiang, spare you so easily today?"

When Song Jiang said the last paragraph, he almost shouted.

Because around this place, in addition to birds and animals, there are countless forests, seas, flowers and plants.

So even if Song Jiang shouted like this at this time, it would be impossible for anyone to hear him.

On the other hand, Yan Poxi was so frightened that her legs trembled after hearing Song Jiang's shocking roar.

But at this moment, she was still thinking about turning defeat into victory.

But when he saw Yan Poxi's trembling body, he was so frightened that he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Immediately, he came up with what he thought was a life-saving method:

"Song Sanheizi, I advise you to be more sensible."

"If you kill me now, it won't be long before my mother will send your letter to the county government office in Yuncheng County."

"At that time, even if you can run away, your family members will never be able to run away."

"Even if you don't care about your own life, you still have to think about your old father at home, right?"

But as soon as Yan Poxi finished speaking, Song Jiang's hysterical sneer came to her ears:

"Hahaha……"

"You black-hearted thief, yes, I am indeed worried that the old father at home is not fake, and I am also really worried that this stupid thing about my son will harm the entire Song family."

"But what if I tell you that after I kill you, I will also send your mother, who is full of bad ideas, on her way?"

"Then do you still think that such intimidation and threats will be effective against me, Song Jiang?"

Yan Poxi's heart trembled, and when she looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, her heart was filled with despair.

And when Yan Poxi's lifeless expression was reflected in Song Jiang's eyes, he was even more excited.

Although in the past, Song Jiang has always been exposed to the world with a peaceful and kind-hearted impression.

But it doesn't mean that he himself has no anger.

After being deceived by Yan Poxi twice and three times, Song Jiang's psychological defense had long been pushed to a desperate situation.

If that's the case, what can't Song Jiang do?

At this time, Song Jiang reached out with one hand and firmly grasped Yan Poxi's long black hair.

Then he used his other hand to hold the small crossbow and pressed it hard against Yan Poxi's temple.

At the same time, he did not forget to reveal his next plan in an extremely considerate manner:

"You are such a black-hearted thief, the reason why you have ended up like this today is all your fault."

"But I have always been kind-hearted. After I slaughter you here, I will take out the tung oil in the package and soak your whole body."

"Immediately, set another fire and destroy your body."

"In the future, even if the officials track down your body and cannot find your body, they will not be able to convict me, Song Jiang, under any circumstances."

"So, just leave with peace of mind."

As soon as Song Jiang finished speaking, Yan Poxi was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder broke.

There were goosebumps all over my body, one after another.

Although Yan Poxi was petite, she didn't have much strength.

But now, facing the situation where she was about to lose her life, she also burst out with unprecedented strength at that moment.

With a fierce grab with his little hand, he almost snatched the small crossbow in Song Jiang's hand.

Facing such a scene, Song Jiang was really furious and furious.

Looking back, he slapped Yan Poxi hard on the face.

The slap was so hard that it gave Yan Poxi a splitting headache.

Without paying attention, he fell to the ground.

But even so, Song Jiang still didn't feel satisfied.

He took a step forward and tightly held the hand that Yan Poxi had just snatched away his crossbow.

Then he raised his foot and stepped on Yan Poxi's chest extremely fiercely.

Then, even more cruel words came out frequently:

"You are such a black-hearted thief, how dare you do this when death is imminent?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Then let me show you what I, Song Jiang, am capable of!"

Yan Poxi's eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to beg for mercy loudly.

Her hand held by Song Jiang was suddenly moved to a rock.

Then he slammed the crossbow in his hand.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

Only the wrist of Yan Poxi was hit, leaving a mess of blood and flesh.

The bloody atmosphere suddenly rippled through the mountains and forests.

At the same time, Yan Poxi's heart-rending howl was like thunder, piercing the silence of the hills here.

But at this time, the louder Yan Poxi screamed, the stronger the smile on Song Jiang's face became.

Because of that kind of hatred, it has been accumulated in Song Jiang's heart for too long.

At this moment, he desperately needed an outlet to vent.

If not, I'm afraid it won't take long for him to go crazy.

Gradually, Yan Poxi's voice became hoarse.

With fear in my heart, I just wanted to beg for mercy.

However, she discovered that the crossbow that Song Jiang had used to hit her hand had already been pressed against her head at this moment.

At this moment, as long as Song Jiang gently pulls the trigger, she will die immediately.

After all this tossing, Song Jiang was also a little tired.

So I didn't say much at the moment and pressed the trigger hard.

But I don't know whether it was Yan Po Xi who should have killed her, or Song Jiang damaged the launching device in the crossbow when he hit Yan Po Xi's wrist with the small crossbow.

At this moment, Song Jiang pulled the trigger three times in a row, but not even an arrow was fired, let alone Yan Poxi's life.