Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

[Oh my, the protagonist has become so weird. 】

Ling Gun Gun squatted on Jin Chen's shoulder to watch the fight, commenting from time to time, "There must be some expert behind the scenes giving advice."

Jinchen leaned back and relaxed, watching his wife slaughtering everyone in the ring, not looking anxious at all.

【Ji Siyao is too impatient.】

Ji Siyao has been practicing evil skills these days, and every move he makes is based on the method of suppressing the shadowless mace.

But he and Ji Yuanshan were afraid that they had forgotten that Ji Laizhi had never learned martial arts in a serious way, and his methods were even wilder than those of the evil practitioners.

It turns out that the master behind Ji Siyao has some talent, who can teach a useless person to be like this and make him successful in everything he does.

Jinchen's eyes moved across the viewing platform and noticed a masked man hiding in the corner, and suddenly paused.

[Why does this person look so messy? ]

Even a piece of black cloth cannot cover the deformed body.

Ling jumped to the other side of Jinchen's shoulder, looked over and sighed.

[This person's murderous intent towards you is extremely strong! ]

Jinchen stared into the blood-red eyes filled with hatred for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows, and raised the teacup to signal.

Masked man: “…”

[Did you recognize who it was? ] Ling Gun Gun asked. This person has never appeared in the plot.

【No. 】

Jinchen drank the tea calmly.

It's normal for big guys to have many enemies.

【…】

Even such an awesome personality can't hide your contrived heart.

There was constant applause from the audience.

In the ring, Ji Siyao's evil skills that were specifically designed to counter the Shadowless Mace technique did not get him any good at all at the hands of Ji Laizhi.

Even under Jinchen's guidance, Ji Laizhi's style became more and more elusive. Even if it was not Wuxiangsi's kung fu, others who specialized in studying kung fu could tell at a glance that it was Jinchen's style.

After all, it is a unique dog-walking style of play in the world, and it is hard for people not to remember it.

After half an incense stick of time, Ji Siyao finally realized that he had been fooled. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Ji Laizhi! Are you deliberately fooling me?!"

"Oh, you were so weak, but now you feel quite strong."

Ji Laizhi was very familiar with Ji Siyao's sudden and extraordinary energy during a battle.

Either he is going insane, or he is experiencing a moment of enlightenment in despair.

It is obvious that Ji Siyao is the latter.

Seeing that Ji Siyao failed to kill Ji Laizhi, the masked man watching the fight in the corner couldn't hold back anymore, and the hidden weapon he shot out was knocked away halfway.

He turned around alertly, met Jinchen's dangerous gaze with a hint of warning, and retreated with clenched fists.

Now is not the time to confront this old monster.

The masked man hid behind a pillar and had to give up Ji Siyao.

"Ji Siyao, Dad is still watching you from the audience, turn around and take a look."

Ji Laizhi dodged the flying needles thrown by Ji Siyao like a ghost, grabbed his hair from behind and threw him back, then pressed on the edge of the ring to face Ji Yuanshan who was worried in the audience.

"He has never looked at me like this before." Ji Laizhi whispered in Ji Siyao's ear, the cinnabar mole at the end of his eye shimmering with murderous intent, "But it doesn't matter now."

"You'll be on the road with him."

"Do not……"

Ji Siyao didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The blade pierced his heart from behind, and he trembled all over. He fell down amid the cheers for Ji Laizhi.

Ji Laizhi wiped the blood off his hands, turned around and gave Ji Yuanshan a wanton and perverse smile.

But in Ji Yuanshan's eyes, Ji Laizhi's face, which was too similar to Shen Liuyue, now looked like the devil who was taking his life.

Ji Yuanshan was ultimately unable to withstand the successive blows. He vomited blood from his heart and was secretly captured by Wuxiangsi's men.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 37! 】

Behind the curtain, Jinchen saw the masked man disappear and heard some strange noises coming from the eaves not far away. He put down his teacup with great interest.

[Guess how many people they will send to assassinate me. ]

Ling Gun Gun snorted, [Two hundred! ]

[……] Jinchen knocked on its head, [Then am I a little too damned.]

But the traitors have already set up their stage, and it would be boring if I didn't go and take a look.

Jinchen glanced into the darkness.

Mo Hei took a few steps forward: "Master?"

"Send someone to secretly protect Laizhi. I'll be back soon."

"Yes."

-

The hill behind the square, away from the crowds of different groups.

Surrounded by fake rocks, the scenery is elegant, but there is danger everywhere.

The moment Jinchen stepped into the formation, black-clad assassins flew out from behind the eaves, and hollow explosive balls containing poisonous mist were thrown on the ground, filling Jinchen's body with poisonous mist.

In the dark green mist, dozens of afterimages could be vaguely seen fighting each other, but only a moon-white figure was moving through it with ease.

"You are just minions who can't even learn to cooperate with each other. Who sent you here to die?"

Jinchen's smiling voice seemed to come from all directions within the formation.

The assassins suddenly lost their sense of where he was. They had clearly taken antidote pills in advance, but the dizziness they felt now was getting worse.

A sense of crisis gradually came over me.

But before they could react, they found that people around them fell down one after another.

The poisonous fog spread.

Jinchen stood outside the formation, with a silver thread as thin as a hair in his hand, which he tied around the neck of each assassin from front to back.

"Don't move, or your head will fall off." Jinchen kindly reminded, and used a dead assassin as a demonstration. The silver thread pierced through the neck and separated the body.

The surviving assassins: "..."

Who is the killer?

Aren’t you decent people a little too cruel?

Jinchen slowly gathered the rope, tied up the remaining assassins like chickens, and then raised his hand and slapped them in the air.

"puff--"

The pressure on their backs caused the poison beads hidden in their mouths to be vomited out alive, completely eliminating their last threat.

"Who sent you here?" Jinchen asked again, playing with the silver thread that could take a person's life at any time.

"...Yin...Master Yinshi." Someone couldn't help but say with a trembling voice.

"That humanoid monster wrapped in black cloth?"

"……Yes."

Jin Chen thought for a moment, called his men out, threw the silver thread over, and said, "Continue the interrogation."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

【Ouch! 】

Ling Gun Gun suddenly howled, [Host, Hey, the Lord God has been taken away by another you! ]

【speak English. 】

[It looks like you... What is this, a puppet? ]

Jinchen looked around the formation with his eyes lowered.

No wonder they sent a group of minions to assassinate him, it turned out to be a feint to the east and attack in the west.

If we talk about the person who is best at controlling and making puppets in the world, it must be Liu Kui, the guardian of Wuxiangsi.

[Oh, the Lord God seems to have discovered it and is playing with the puppets. ]

"master!"

Mo Hei hurried over and said, "Our people have lost the young master."