The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The situation was at a stalemate for a while, and blood splashed on the faces of both men, including Liang Chongyue. Liang Chongyue leaned against the panel and admired the tense atmosphere between the two men.

They all make a living on the wild side, and the competition is about who is more daring. It is obvious that the rickshaw driver is better.

Liang Chongyue also adjusted the angle of the surrounding camera probes and clearly saw the other strong man swallowing uncomfortably.

The ultimate goal of making a living is to survive. If you meet someone who is really not afraid of death, you have to be timid.

"Wait here, someone will give you some money."

The driver said nothing and moved the scimitar in his hand a little further towards the strong man. The strong man did not wait for the driver's response.

When the scimitar approached, he turned around and trotted away.

Only Liang Chongyue and the coachman were left around. The coachman watched the strong man walk away, then threw the head out of the carriage with a look of disgust and kicked it far away.

After wiping the scimitar clean and putting it on her waist, Liang Chongyue saw on the panel that the coachman wiped the blood in the carriage with a cloth, and even wanted to wipe the blood off her face.

The cloth that had just wiped the carriage was about to reach in front of her, but Liang Chongyue still sat there motionless. Finally, the cloth in the coachman's hand stopped in front of her face, paused for a moment, and then took it back.

"I know you're a good princess. If it weren't for you during the drought that year, my whole family would have starved to death. But this world doesn't want people to live, and there's nothing I can do. I've let you down in this life, but in the next, I'll work like a slave to repay you."

The driver no longer had the ferocious look on his face when he was facing the two strong men. His back, which had been straight just now, slowly bent down and he looked like he had lost all his energy.

It was as if the old Taoist appearance of having been in the world for many years was just pretended by the driver in front of him. Now looking at him again, apart from the blood splattered on his face, the driver in front of him looked like an honest farmer.

However, this is not enough for Liang Chongyue to believe it. The laws of Daxia are strict, and they have been cracking down on corrupt officials in recent years.

Liang Chongyue remembered that he had seen it in his scumbag father's Yangxin Palace. His scumbag father had deployments in various states and places in Daxia, and the people should not be forced to the point where they could not survive.

Liang Chongyue's breathing did not fluctuate at all because of the driver's monologue. She still maintained her outward calm and peace, as if she had really fallen asleep.

The driver muttered to himself for a long time. At first, he could work while talking to himself. But after he wiped all the bloodstains in the carriage, there was no work left for him to do.

Liang Chongyue saw on the panel that the driver threw the cloth in his hand away, stared at her with his eyes, and continued the previous topic while looking at her.

Liang Chongyue didn't continue listening to his chatter, but adjusted the external camera to take a look at the cloth he threw away.

The cloth was covered in blood stains, which didn't look like the blood stains left by wiping the carriage just now. It must have been used for some time.

Liang Chongyue's tightly closed eyes were filled with coldness. He really was lying to her.

That's right, how could a person who could test her five times and then chop off someone's head be as honest as he looks?

What he said just now was just to test whether she was really knocked out by the medicine in the tea. Such a suspicious person is definitely not as clean as she appeared to be.

It's just a way to get more money.

Liang Chongyue adjusted the position of the external camera to see some details of the driver clearly, and finally stopped the camera on the necklace hanging around the driver's neck.

The burly coachman, who was full of cunning thoughts, actually had a silver hairpin for women hanging around his neck, and the red rope hanging around his neck was directly passed through the hairpin.

The hairpin was simple and small, hidden in the folds of the collar. She almost missed it. It looked worthless. Liang Chongyue looked at it for a while, and the man seemed to notice that the hairpin was exposed.

He didn't have time to chat with her while she was sleeping, so he quickly stuffed the hairpin back into her pocket, looking at it like a treasure.

After he put the hairpin back, Liang Chongyue heard the sound of horse hooves. It was not coming from the path they had taken, but from the direction the strong man had left.

Liang Chongyue had just finished adjusting the external camera when the group of tall horses arrived and threw a heavy bag at the driver:

"Here's your money."

When the driver saw the large bag of money, his eyes lit up and he tried to grab it. The leader held a spear in one hand and when the driver approached the bag, he swung the spear, pointing the sharp tip at the driver:

The driver was no pushover. The moment the man's spear thrust forward, he pulled out his scimitar to block it. After the two exchanged two blows, the driver found the right moment to retreat to the side of the carriage.

"I can't take the money away today, and you guys can't take me away either."

After the driver finished speaking, he started to slam the carriage, as if he was determined to die together.

Liang Chongyue had been paying attention to the movements outside. The man on the horse looked unfamiliar to her, but he was indeed from Da Xia.

He spoke without an accent, and the arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes was like the arrogance engraved in the bones of the royal relatives and aristocratic families living in the capital.

Still using the old method, Liang Chongyue took a photo and then sent it to the system. Sometimes the system is like a perfect robot, so it is perfect to give it the task of finding people.

"I mean what I say. I'll pay you a penny, but I need to inspect the goods first."

After the man on the tall horse finished speaking, he gave a look to the people below, who immediately moved towards the carriage.

However, before approaching the carriage, the man first opened the cloth bag, took out the gold inside, and showed it to the coachman one by one. After the coachman saw the money, he moved aside and motioned the man to come over.

The back door of the carriage was chopped off in half when the driver was chopping people's hands, and there are still sharp burrs on it.

Liang Chongyue found the right moment and when the man stretched out his hand, he directly stabbed the flying needle into the man's finger.

The man felt a sharp pain and quickly withdrew his hand before he could put his head in.

"what happened?"

The man sitting on the horse spoke in a stern voice. The needle that Liang Chongyue had just thrown out was smeared with poison. Within two breaths, this person would definitely die.

After Liang Chongyue took two breaths, the man who had just put his hand in suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed. After a while, he lay on the ground motionless.

Liang Chongyue saw a moment of tension and panic on the driver's face. After all, there was a difference between killing someone by himself and dying inexplicably in front of him.

"What did you do, thief?"