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

Jiang San tore off a small piece of cloth and tied it to the bleeding severed finger, with hatred surging in his eyes.

This hatred suppressed his fear but did not consume his reason.

He knew that he was no match for this bald donkey. Not only could he not avenge the severed finger with his own ability, but even whether he could escape from this small courtyard alive depended on the other party's intentions...

Feeling anxious, Jiang San caught a glimpse of several people fainted around the round table.

The sinister eyes suddenly lit up.

Jiang San turned around and took one last look at the bald donkey's movements, gritted his teeth, and quickly moved in the direction of the "Dean"!

He alone is indeed not enough to resist this bald donkey, but what if... he adds those few people who are not very powerful but have their own abilities? !

Jiang San quickly rushed to the table, raised his foot and kicked several people hard on the acupuncture points on their calves.

"what!!"

"Ow—"

"Who kicked me?!"

The angry voices of the crowd had never been as pleasant as they were today. Jiang San and He Si grinned at the same time.

The bet was won!

"So happy?" Lechen looked at He Si's ecstatic eyes coldly, and his voice was finally not as cold as before, as if there was no trace of life in it.

He Si raised his hand with all his strength and pressed it on the spot where he was hit by the bald man, gasping for breath: "Ha, ha——"

"Happy! Of course I am happy!"

He looked at his friends who had woken up one after another and laughed happily: "Did you hear the noise over there?"

"Those guys are not like us two, they are all——"

"Chengcheng." Lechen didn't want to listen to this man continuing to shout harsh words at him, so he suddenly interrupted him.

Jiang Yingcheng, who had finally stuffed all the medicine balls she could into her brother's mouth, turned around and responded.

"hold head high?"

Just now, she had focused all her attention on the injuries of her brother Zhili, and failed to notice what was happening around her. Now, when she suddenly turned around, she realized that her Uncle Liaochen had been standing so close to her without her noticing when.

The little guy cried for too long, and there were still traces of tears on his face. His cheeks and nose were flushed pink, making him look particularly pitiful.

Lechen was silent for a moment, and decided to let the little guy do it.

He reminded gently: "Do you have that box with you?"

The little girl had always wanted to accomplish this great thing, and Guan Zhili was also seriously injured this time. If she wasn't allowed to do something to make up for it, she would probably not be able to sleep well for a long time in the future.

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes visibly widened a little.

She looked at the group of bad guys who were still in a daze in the distance, and suddenly stood up!

"Chengcheng brought it!"

After saying that, he no longer needed anyone's guidance. He took a few steps forward, pretended to rummage in his purse, and took out a hidden weapon box that was much larger than a medicine ball. He pointed it in the direction of the bad guys and pressed the button.

"Shuashuashua——"

Countless silver needles gushed out from the hidden weapon box. In the dim moonlight, the originally inconspicuous silver needles gathered together, reflecting an almost blinding light, and rushed towards the people around the round table who had not yet fully recovered from their shock! !

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"What the hell is this? What the hell is this?!!"

It's not that no one escaped the range of the hidden weapons, but the little guy had a box of hidden weapons with a lot of reserves, plus there was a bald guy next to him who lacked great virtue. Whenever someone was about to run to a safe area, a stone would fly from behind at an extremely fast speed and hit their knees directly, making them fall to the ground on the spot. They were unable to defend themselves against it and were not annoyed.

There were two empty boxes lying at Jiang Yingcheng's feet, and all the people who had been rubbing their hands together at the round table, ready to avenge their previous humiliation, now lay on the ground.

The poison on the silver needle took effect very quickly, and before they could even put up a final resistance, they collapsed one by one.

For a moment, the only sounds in this small courtyard were the curses and cries of pain from the group of people...

And the voice that the vast majority of people present cannot hear.

【All hits! 】

【Humph! 】

After confirming that her brother was fine, Jiang Yingcheng finally felt relieved.

Her little heart couldn't hold too many things. At this moment, the only thing in her mind was the pleasure of being able to avenge her brother.

[I told you not to bully my brother Zhili! ]

Just ...

Jiang Yingcheng still felt a little regretful.

[This group of people fell down too quickly. Cheng Cheng still has a box that he hasn’t used yet——]

Guan Zhili: “…”

Wei Yi and others: "..."

Everyone's gaze shifted slowly and dully from the group of men lying on the ground opposite to the little guy in front of them, and then turned back to the group of men. They repeated this several times, their eyes blinked so hard that they were dry, and finally they had to be convinced that everything before their eyes was not an illusion!

only……

They all understand the truth, but who can tell them why that small purse can hold so many things? !

And they are all treasures that are so precious that they are hard to miss at first glance?!

What is the origin of this little guy? ! !

"Did you see clearly?"

Liaochen lowered his head again and looked at He Si on the ground with a teasing look in his eyes, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm.

Did you see it clearly? The group of accomplices you thought could save your life didn’t even need to do anything themselves. A little guy could “easily” kill everyone present with just a box of hidden weapons.

He Si's breathing stagnated for a moment.

He couldn't believe the scene before him, but even if he closed his eyes, the wailing of the group of people could still continue to drill into his ears, forcing him to recognize this tragic scene that made him extremely desperate!

"Please, please forgive me. I have a 70-year-old mother at home. She only has—"

"Ah."

A light laugh came from above his head. Although the voice was low, he could still distinguish it clearly. It was the clear and crisp voice of children.

He Si slowly opened his eyes: "!!!"

The bald guy who was originally standing next to him had retreated to a farther place at some point. He was surrounded by Wei Wen's little ghosts, and each of them was holding a hidden weapon box that the little guy had just used!

Seeing him open his eyes, the little devils who usually had to endure beatings and scoldings from them opened their mouths and laughed sinisterly.

"S-spare my life!"

Ignoring He Si's cries and pleas for mercy, the few of them slowly squatted down, put the box directly on the other person's body, and slowly pressed it down!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Intense screams immediately resounded throughout the courtyard.

On the other side, Jiang Yingcheng was still happily handing out her hidden weapon box.

"See this little button? That's the switch!"

"Yes, that's right, right here, just press it down!"

"Want two? No problem!!"

The cheerful voices and the desperate crowd seemed to be in two different worlds. The "Dean" who was quite powerful turned around angrily and said ruthlessly, "I advise you not to be too crazy. We still have people here--"

Before he could finish his words, the bald man took over first.

"In the yard next door?"

The Dean paused.