Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Late at night, at the Prime Minister’s residence.

The courtyard where Yun Jinxiu lived was brightly lit with candles, and her trusted servants stood guard outside the house vigilantly despite their injuries.

Inside the house, Yun Zhihong sat in a wheelchair in an awkward posture.

He had his arm in a sling, his fingers bandaged, and his face covered in smears of ointment, looking both disheveled and funny.

Next to him was Yun Jincheng, who was also sitting in a wheelchair. Both of his calves were fixed in splints and wrapped like dumplings.

Sitting on the chaise longue were Han's mother and daughter. Their faces were pale and their foreheads were wrapped in thick gauze, making them look like they were in mourning.

The family of four held a meeting late at night with injuries, naturally to discuss how to kill Qi An, the culprit.

Han thought of the humiliation she had suffered during the day and cried bitterly.

"Master, you must take care of the three of us. We have become a laughing stock in the entire capital city after being abused like this by a pair of slaves."

"Yes, Daddy, you must kill that bitch. She actually dared to do this to me and my mother... wuwu..."

Yun Jinxiu hugged her arms tightly, and recalled the shame and anger she felt when she was stripped naked for a look, and she burst into tears.

She thought herself to be a precious lady, no worse than a princess, but she never expected that dozens of men would see her naked body before she even got married.

It was still a group of guards and servants.

In her eyes, these people were not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

Yun Zhihong also thought of the two naked bodies and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

With a "bang", Yun Jincheng slammed his fist on the side of the wheelchair, attracting the attention of the three people.

His face was full of sinister intent, and the viciousness was almost overflowing from the words he spoke.

"Damn bitch, she broke my legs and humiliated my mother and Jinxiu like that, I will definitely break her limbs and scratch her face.

Then throw her into the lowest-class brothel, where she will be fucked by thousands of men."

"And that old bitch Caidie, I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I kill them."

"Yes."

The mother and daughter nodded in agreement, then looked at Yun Zhihong together.

Yun Zhihong habitually shirks responsibility first.

"Humph, if you hadn't come up with such a bad idea to knock her out and send her to the man's bed, she wouldn't have become so crazy now."

Han was extremely unconvinced and thought, “Well, you agreed too, so you just had to endure it.”

As a couple for almost twenty years, she knew better than anyone the indifference and selfishness of this man, and he was an expert at shirking responsibility.

"Now that things have come to this, let's deal with that bitch first. The Prime Minister's Mansion has become her one-man show, and you, the Prime Minister, have become a mere decoration now."

Sure enough, when his own interests were involved, Yun Zhihong's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Don't worry, that evil creature won't be able to be so arrogant for long. I will let her know who is the boss of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Yun Zhihong had no intention of torturing Yun Yan. He just wanted to kill her cleanly to prevent any future trouble.

The night was deeper.

Four dark shadows shuttled through the night and headed straight for the Butterfly Courtyard.

The black shadow moved swiftly and almost silently, easily avoiding the guards and sneaking into the yard.

At the signal from the leading man in black, the four split into two groups and headed towards their respective targets silently.

They are the death squads raised by the prime minister's mansion and only obey the orders of Yun Zhihong.

When receiving the mission, the leader of the death squad was a little surprised at first.

Not to mention Caidie, Yunyan is the master's biological daughter after all. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. The Prime Minister is really cruel.

Then they just don't take it seriously, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?

Even if he knew that Miss Yunyan had some skills, he estimated that they were just fancy moves.

How powerful can a fifteen-year-old girl be without anyone to teach her? At most, she can beat up those masters who are used to being served.

It was easy for these well-trained assassins to kill two weak women.

The house was quiet. The two assassins opened the door effortlessly, and then...

They saw a woman sitting cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed, apparently meditating and practicing qigong.

It was one of the targets of their trip, Miss Yunyan.

The leader tilted his head to signal, and a soldier quickly rushed over with a dagger raised, ready to end the battle quickly and give her a quick death.

However, the dagger slashed out, but strangely stopped in front of her neck, unable to move forward any further.

The assassin was horrified. He tried to use all his internal strength but still couldn't move. He broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes suddenly opened, and a soft voice sounded in the ears of the dead man, like the whisper of the god of death.

"Why did you come so late? I fell asleep while waiting for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her white hand and broke the assassin's neck like lightning.

The dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

The other leader of the death squad turned around and fled the moment Qi An spoke. His intuition, which had been through life and death for many years, told him...

I was careless. This is not a weak woman, she is clearly a killing god.

Seeing that they were only one step away from the door, the leader slammed on the brakes and looked at the woman who appeared out of nowhere at the door with horror.

He was sure that she appeared out of thin air, and even the most advanced physical skills could not achieve this.

But she was clearly sitting by the bed with a corpse in her hands a second ago.

The leader was quite fast, he turned around and flew towards the side window, but... he braked suddenly the next second.

Because Qi An appeared in front of the window again in an instant, looking at him teasingly.

Despair suddenly surged in the leader's heart, and he knew that today would be the day he would die.

"Why are you running? Aren't you here to kill me? Now that you're here, just stay."

Qi An appeared in a flash and grabbed the leader's neck. With a flick of his five fingers, the leader's head tilted softly to one side and he became silent.

"Sister An An, I've got it done here too."

Fugui walked in, holding the body of a dead soldier in one hand and throwing it to the ground.

The Butterfly Courtyard was still quiet. The colorful butterflies were sleeping soundly, and no one else heard any sound.

The tasker in the sea of ​​consciousness said disapprovingly: "How could you... kill someone? Now they will definitely not let it go."

"According to me, we should go directly to Yuan Bai. Once we enter the palace, they won't dare to take action...ah..."

The tasker screamed in fear, hugged himself tremblingly, and dared not force it anymore.

Because Qi An snapped his fingers, four heads with their eyes open hung in the air in a row.

With another flick of his finger, blue flames fell on the corpse, instantly burning it into nothingness.

She told Fugui: "It is impolite not to return the favor. Send them back."

"okay."

Fugui waved his hand to hide the head and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"You...you are so cruel." The tasker's voice was shaking.

"Cruel? The absurd things you did were even more cruel to Yunyan. This is the first time I've seen a complete idiot like you."

Qi An sneered: "Let me tell you, every person who prays for revenge only wants to do one thing, that is, tooth for tooth, blood for blood."

"Just watch me carefully. If you dare to say those stupid words again, I will twist your head off and help you control the water."

The tasker was so frightened that tears came out of his eyes and he dared not say a word.

In Yun Jinxiu's small courtyard, a family of four waited for the news of the death of Yun Yan and her daughter.

The Butterfly Courtyard was silent. The assassin never returned, and the four people gradually became nervous from their excitement.

Time passed slowly, and the four of them fell asleep somehow.

After dawn, a scream that pierced the sky rang out in the courtyard, followed by screams one after another.

The horrifying scene in the room frightened the maids who went in to check. They rolled their eyes and fainted to the ground.

Yun Zhihong, Han, Yun Jinxiu, and Yun Jincheng each held a head with open eyes in their arms.