After rebirth, the yandere enemy pinches the waist and pets

Seeing that Nanny Ye was about to reach her, Jiang Fugui kicked his feet and slid a step or two, then jumped sideways and flicked off the faint dust on his body with his fingers.

"It seems that Madam Ye wants me to go to the front hall with my injuries?"

"If the Second Miss is obedient, she will suffer less."

As Nanny Ye spoke, she swung the whip in the air again, and the chili oil on the whip dripped even more happily.

Jiang Fugui didn't care much. He glanced at the whip, raised his chin slightly, and sneered: "Then Madam Ye can give it a try!"

Seeing this, the other maids and servants wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by Nanny Ye. She had to teach this little bitch a lesson herself today!

So that she can vent her anger for her wife and eldest daughter!

Nanny Ye approached quickly and when she swung the whip, Jiang Fugui did not dodge, but instead seized the opportunity and took the initiative to stick close to her.

No sooner said than done, she inserted a three-inch silver needle into the Jiquan point under Madam Ye's right armpit, and flicked it a few times with her fingers.

A tingling and sour feeling spread throughout Nanny Ye's right half of her body, and in an instant, her right hand fell down limply.

Due to the unstable force on both sides, Nanny Ye lost her balance and fell to the front right.

Jiang Fugui, who was closest to her, seemed to be reaching out to help, but in fact she was using the force of Madam Ye's force to pull the whip against her own left shoulder.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts! Help... help! Someone... help!"

Nanny Ye was in pain from the barbs, but Jiang Fugui had no intention of stopping. She pressed the whip down, causing the barbs to embed deeper.

Jiang Fugui looked at Madam Ye's increasingly crooked and distorted face, and smiled more harmlessly: "Madam Ye, are you feeling well?"

Comfortable?

Nanny Ye was so comfortable that she felt like she was going to heaven!

Numbness, pain, spiciness...

The four senses alternated with each other, and Nanny Ye's face became more and more ferocious. At this moment, no one dared to step forward to help.

In the ancestral hall, Madam Ye's wails continued to echo. The deeper the barb went, the more pain she felt.

However, Nanny Ye was a tough person. Although the pain was unbearable, she did not want to beg for mercy, as Jiang Fugui wanted.

Jiang Fugui pressed down Nanny Ye's arm with one hand, preventing her from moving; his other hand was not idle either, as he inserted a one-inch-long silver needle into Nanny Ye's Yamen acupoint.

Very simple and rude, just tell her to shut up.

The ancestral hall suddenly became quiet, and no one was even breathing heavily.

Nanny Ye maintained her original posture and could not struggle. Jiang Fugui pressed her forward step by step, so she had to retreat steadily half a step at a time.

Together with the maids, old women and servants behind Madam Ye, they all retreated until they were all out of the entrance of the ancestral hall.

As soon as the place was opened, Nanny Ye began to look around for a suitable escape opportunity and route.

Jiang Fugui saw all of Madam Ye's little movements, and deliberately pretended to trip on the path leading to the front hall, and loosened his grip.

As expected by Jiang Fugui, Nanny Ye used all her strength to break free, threw away the whip, and tried to run away by pulling the crowd.

However, Jiang Fugui would not really give Nanny Ye this opportunity.

She had a one-inch silver needle ready in her hand, which flew out and pierced directly into Nanny Ye's ankle.

Nanny Ye in the front was terrified and opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. She fell to the ground with her hands flailing, and fell flat on her face.