The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Zhong Chengwang and Yu Xingmian were on guard and at the same time, they looked back and saw that the bag that the little guy had been holding tightly in his arms was swelling up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the extra object almost broke the cloth embroidered with the little rabbits.

Jiang Yingcheng held her unreasonable "treasure box" and quietly approached Lin Jinshu.

The Grandmaster seemed to be well aware of the parenting principle that "a quiet child must be making trouble". Seeing that Zhong Chengwang's passionate speech stopped strangely halfway, and the little guy didn't make any sound for a long time, he immediately wanted to turn around to check -

“Ah—hum, hum!”

In a panic, Zhong Chengwang couldn't think of any suitable words, so he had to make two random noises to attract the other party's attention.

He quickly exchanged glances with Yu Xingmian, and they both saw clearly in each other's eyes -

"you say!"

"You say it, you say it!"

After a pause, Zhong Chengwang reluctantly continued the previous topic: "The villain dies because he talks too much!"

The martial arts master was not interested.

The martial arts master wanted to turn back.

"What?! You also know that you said too much just now, and you are starting to reflect on yourself, right?!"

Zhong Chengwang suddenly raised his voice, almost looking for trouble, and said: "It's useless! You have just spoken such a long speech, your luck has already ended--" flowing between the two groups.

He stopped strangely halfway through his words.

In Zhong Chengwang's peripheral vision, the two little guys completed the handover of the hidden weapon under the cover of Concubine Wan. The two little guys who were already familiar with the usage of the box turned to the side tacitly.

then--

"Click——"

"Whoosh-"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The two men were very unsportsmanlike and didn't even say hello before they each pulled the trigger. A barrage of silver needles swept towards the black-clothed men. The men who were caught off guard were all hit, and their wailing sounds became one in an instant!

Martial Arts Grandmaster: “…”

Martial Arts Grandmaster: “!!!”

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Chengwang opposite him with gritted teeth: "You?!"

"What do you mean?" Zhong Chengwang felt that the pain in his body was relieved a lot by this overly comfortable scene. "Didn't I tell you? Villains die because of talking too much!"

The villains died because they talked too much, but no one told them that the villains died because their enemies talked too much? !

Jiang Yingcheng and Lin Jinshu used up more than ten boxes of hidden weapons in a row, and a high hill was piled up at their feet, but only the hidden weapons in the first two boxes hit the enemy.

Most of the men in black retreated beyond the shooting range the moment they sensed the danger, not daring to take even a single step forward.

“Come on, come on?!” Jiang Yingcheng showed a pair of small fangs, trying to look fierce, staring at the black-clothed man opposite him, “I’ll prick you all into hedgehogs!”

Man in black:"……"

The man in black looked helplessly at the leading martial arts master, waiting for his orders.

They could use their inner strength to knock these silver needles away, but -

But before leaving, the prince had clearly instructed that they must be captured alive... Those who were shot by the rain of needles lay half-dead on the ground, and they were also afraid that the flying silver needles would fall back on the two little guys.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Chengwang and Yu Xingmian stopped confronting the martial arts master and walked quickly back to the little guy.

Zhong Chengwang reached out and took the kid's bag, then pulled out a few hidden weapon boxes and held them in his hands. He looked at the martial arts master provocatively and said, "Do you still want to fight? If not, we'll leave!"

Martial Arts Grandmaster: “…”

How can there be such a mean person?!

Zhong Chengwang turned around with a smug look on his face, looked at Yu Xingmian beside him, and laughed: "Let's go, these people have been scared out of their wits, they don't--"

"Be careful!!"

Yu Xingmian looked behind Zhong Chengwang with horror, pushed him away, and was met head-on by the master's full-strength palm strike. Everything in front of his eyes went dark immediately!

Before he completely fell into a coma, he moved his fingers with difficulty and used up his last bit of strength to knock down the mechanism.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Even if there was only one box, the number of silver needles flying out was considerable. However, the martial arts master's skills were much higher than those of the group of men in black. Zhong Chengwang couldn't even see his movements clearly. In a blink of an eye, the man had retreated beyond the range!

Amid the little guy's extremely shrill screams, Zhong Chengwang felt a flash before his eyes. The next second, his vision suddenly rose high, and even the air became a little thinner.

"Bang!!"

But in an instant, Zhong Chengwang fell heavily to the ground and fainted on the spot!

Jiang Yingcheng was stunned by the scene before him.

She stood there with a dazed expression, as if the air around her had stopped flowing and it was eerily quiet.

After a long while, she finally realized what was happening and called out in a trembling voice, "Uncle Yu...? Uncle Zhong?!"

No one responded to her.

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly let out a sharp wail from his throat and ran over regardless: "Uncle Yu! Uncle Zhong!! Wake up, wuwuwu——"

The two uncles who usually responded to every request were now lying on the ground like dead bodies, motionless, with blood even flowing from the corners of their lips.

She was panicking, but she couldn't forget the most important thing -

【Brother Tong, Brother Tong! Medicine, medicine ahhhh——】

Jiang Yingcheng's chaotic brain was no longer able to think too complicatedly, so he had to hand the problem over to 007 to solve.

007 had been prepared for this. Almost at the moment the voice came out, he had quietly stuffed two appropriate pills into the little guy's hands.

Still worried, he warned: [Be careful, don't let those people find out.]

Jiang Yingcheng was crying "pat pat", and had no time to deal with the overly complicated problems. The superb acting skills that she was proud of in the past were all ineffective.

In full view of everyone, Jiang Yingcheng slapped Yu Xingmian's face hard with both hands, then cried for a while, then stood up, walked to Zhong Chengwang, and slapped him again in the same way.

The crisp sound of "Pa Pa——" made the master who was about to step forward and take the two little guys away from the spot pause. He watched with interest that she had completed the "crime" and then stepped forward to take away all the boxes in their hands.

Then, he raised his hand slightly and called his men to tie up the two little guys and take them away.

Before the two little guys could even cry out, someone hit them on the back of the neck and they passed out.

The man in black looked at Fang Siwan who was also knocked unconscious and said hesitantly: "This one needs..."

He raised his hand and made a "wiping neck" gesture.

"No," said the martial arts master, "Only if she is alive can she become a burden to that monk."