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Jing Chunxi reminded again: "Check everyone's face towel and be sure not to inhale the poison." She knew very well how powerful these poisons were. Once inhaled, the consequences would be disastrous.

This was a serious statement, and no one dared to neglect it. Everyone began to check themselves, carefully adjusting the position of the face mask to ensure it covered their mouth and nose tightly. Then they checked each other again, fearing that there was no mistake. They tied the face mask firmly.

They had all experienced the medicine given by the young lady, so naturally they didn't dare to joke with their own lives.

Before leaving, Jing Yi grabbed Jing Chunxi and Xiao Man for a brief meeting. His eyes held a hint of seriousness, as if emphasizing the importance of the upcoming mission: "Xiao Man, fly directly to the Second Courtyard. The young lady and I will take care of both sides of the gate and the front yard first. The backyard will definitely have the most people living there, so if there's time, all three of us can go in at once."

Jing Chunxi held her forehead helplessly. It seemed that she was really tied to her master's belt. At this time, the master's arrangement must have his reasons, but it was mainly to protect her, so she could only accept it helplessly.

Logically, the entire house was already guarded by guards, and the small courtyard would only have a servant or a maid guarding the gate. But Xiao Man, who approached first, immediately drugged the two strong men.

The two men were still drawing their swords before falling to the ground, which showed that they knew martial arts. However, judging by the speed at which they drew their swords, they were obviously not secret guards or assassins, but they were still very high-level guards.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the front yard, Jingyi and Xiaoman dealt with two more doormen, and only then did Xiaoman fly straight back.

Jing Chunxi no longer paid any attention to his master, believing that he wouldn't have the time to arrest him in such a critical moment. The main hall in the front yard was open, empty. There were two rooms on each side. The master went to the left, and Jing Chunxi went to the right.

On the right was a study and a meeting room, both of which were empty. But Jing Chunxi still collected everything he saw. He took everything: letters, calligraphy and paintings, mahogany furniture.

Then she turned into the corner room in the front yard and took care of a maid and two men who didn't look like servants and were obviously not secret guards. Her eyes showed a hint of vigilance, but her movements were still swift and decisive.

Further ahead, I ran into Xiao Man and Master. I'm sure Master didn't take down many people in the front yard, but Xiao Man's face and eyes were filled with excitement, and she even gestured a number to Jing Chunxi with her hands. I couldn't tell if she meant eight or ten. It was truly a great harvest, no wonder she was so happy.

"There will be a lot of people behind us." The two immediately became serious after hearing the master's voice. Xiao Man was even pushed from behind by the master. The three continued to circle forward, and Jing Yi's voice drifted past them again: "Xiao Man and I will each take one side. Xi Er will take charge of the side room on the right and the back room."

Good! Good! This is pure sexism, underestimating her. Jing Chunxi muttered to himself, feeling very dissatisfied. Jing Chunxi just couldn't accept it, and felt that she was not that bad.

When Jing Yi approached the door of the west wing in the backyard, the killer inside had already noticed the movement and even felt that someone had jumped out of the bed. It was very dangerous.

Jing Yi's expression changed slightly, but his movements remained swift and decisive. The poison in the space was potent enough; he only needed to quickly poke through the window paper and throw two packets of poison inside. Within moments, there was no life inside.

There were still not many people living in the side rooms and the back rooms. They were probably the cooks or the servants who did odd jobs. They were not alert to her arrival at all. However, only four or five of them were poisoned to death after Jing Chunxi had left.

She was still a little dissatisfied with the result, thinking that the task given to her by her master was too easy.

When Jing Chunxi turned around to look for her master and Xiaoman, she was still careless. She had never expected that this courtyard within a courtyard would have guards at the door and patrols at night.

The two assassins came almost face to face with Jing Chunxi, but they didn't raise their knives immediately. Perhaps they found the masked man in front of them a little oddly short, and that he had swaggered and swayed his head as he approached them, looking like a kid looking for fun. A hint of confusion lingered in the assassins' eyes, and they froze for a moment, perhaps still pondering Jing Chunxi's identity.

Jing Chunxi had just finished spraying the poison on her hand and was about to take out more from her sleeve pocket. She was thinking to herself, I'm afraid it's too late. Someone else's sword or bare hands would have a faster effect on her neck than her poison.

She was filled with anxiety and had already prepared for the worst. She was thinking about whether to hide in the space immediately and then take the opportunity to spread the medicine from inside.

Unexpectedly, the two men, one of whom had just pulled out half of his knife and had not had time to raise it, and the other's knife had not yet reached her neck, suddenly jerked their bodies forward strangely and then fell to the left and right.

Jing Chunxi's eyes widened, she couldn't believe her own eyes. She quickly stepped back, afraid that she would be thrown down, and she was still frightened and broke into a cold sweat.

"No wonder your mother is worried. You are so irritable all the time and don't know how to repent." It was the master who came to save her.

There was a harsh reproach in Jing Yi's voice. If it hadn't been dark, Jing Chunxi felt that he would not be able to bear his gaze.

She knew her behavior was indeed too reckless. She lowered her head, not daring to say a word. It was indeed her fault, she was too careless.

It looked like her master would be stern with her again. Jing Chunxi was extremely discouraged. There was a hint of frustration in her eyes, and she was a little worried about the days ahead.

There was no time to blame Jing Chunxi any more. When the three of them walked out, no one dared to be careless, for fear that one or two more people would jump out from some corner.

Xiao Man was originally excited, but this time he didn't dare show it on his face, but his heart was beating fast. He knew that he had performed well this time, but he didn't dare to show it too much.

After finding no movement in the last room, Xiao Man secretly pushed the door open and took a look. Seven of the killers lay dead in bed, and one lay dead on the floor. They had bunk beds, eight of them in each small room. Xiao Man's eyes were filled with surprise, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

By that calculation, they had poisoned fifty or sixty people in this small courtyard alone. It was truly remarkable, and if he could brag about it, he could brag about it for at least ten days or half a month.

A smug smile appeared on Xiaoman's face, and she was proud of her achievements.

This kind of action is so exciting that it wouldn’t hurt to do it a few more times.