Chapter 173: Iron and Blood (I)

Although the same scene has happened between them many times, and in the end, Ji Qian'er was able to resolve her crisis after paying some painless price. But this time, she didn't have any confidence in this, how could the rich murderous intent in the eyes of the man in front of her dissipate with just a few words from her.

So she told the truth at the beginning and didn't dare to hide it in the slightest. Although Wang Ning had said that she didn't want her to die before, she never believed it from beginning to end.

Wang Ning walked slowly towards Ji Qian'er, and the murderous intent in her eyes became more and more intense.

"Maybe you really didn't betray me, but if the other party can find me, I'm afraid you can do something, right? I remember saying that I was tired of all those fights and killings, and you turned a deaf ear to my words when you stirred things up like this? ”

He looked at Ji Qian'er coldly: "Don't forget that you are no longer the Ji family sought after by everyone in Jinfenglou, and no one will know about the fish and shrimp fed in the Qinhuai River...... Besides, I have many ways to kill you without anyone knowing. ”

Ji Qian'er's face turned pale, and the horror on her face was nowhere to hide: "You really don't believe me?" She looked at Wang Ning sadly.

Wang Ning shook her head, the iron sheet in her hand trembled slightly, and pointed at Ji Qian'er: "Believe it or not, they are eyeing me, in order not to make this matter bigger, after killing you tonight, I still have a lot of things to do, you know, I have always disliked to do so many things!"

"I still have some love between me and you, so that you can die better."

Ji Qian'er had tears in her eyes, and said abruptly, "You really want to kill me?"

"I don't regret letting you go in the first place, but that doesn't mean I won't regret it in the future, so in order to put an end to this possibility, you must die today."

Speaking of which, it was so stiff that there was no room for turning around, Ji Qian'er looked at it hatefully, and said coldly: "But I don't want to die."

Tonight, Ji Qian'er didn't show that kind of charm and gentleness, and as soon as the words fell, she pulled out a thin sword from the bamboo bed behind her and jumped up and stabbed at Wang Ning.

Wang Ning sneered, and did not dodge, he had a deep understanding of Ji Qian'er, and knew that this person's kung fu was actually not very good, and the reason why he could have today's status in Jiangshanlou was partly because of the power of the family behind him, and on the other hand, this person's scheming skills were very remarkable, but because of this, there was naturally a little lack in martial arts.

However, seeing the trace of emotion flashing in the woman's eyes, he didn't dare to be careless, since Ji Qian'er knew that he would come, it was naturally impossible for him to be unprepared, and even said that he knew that he would come and did not escape, which was suspicious in itself. Even if Ji Qian'er knew that no matter how she escaped, she would be found by him, but if she returned to the headquarters of Jiangshan Building, it would be very troublesome for him to kill her.

Therefore, the reason why he talked so much nonsense with him was probably that he had other preparations, and perhaps just as he wanted to kill her, she was also planning to kill him.

In fact, the reason why he only came over at this time was because he was also holding a kind of luck in his heart, that is, when he came, it was best to pounce, and it was best that Ji Qian'er had already left.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

"Although I knew that we would eventually go down the path of hostility, I didn't expect this day to come so early."

The woman threw herself on him, like mud scooped up in the Qinhuai River.

The blood at the corners of his mouth looked so bleak in the night under his eyes, and his white clothes rippled lightly in the wind.

Wang Ning held Ji Qian'er in one hand, and blood was dripping on the iron piece in her right hand.

It happened so quickly, and he couldn't even react to what was happening in the first place.

Ji Qian'er looked at him with confused eyes, and laughed innocently like a child, maybe the laughter was a little big, and it hurt her, and she gasped.

"Don't be happy, I've got a big gift for you." She said stubbornly, like a child who thought of a good way to play tricks on her friend, and was complacent about her thoughts at this time. Cow Bar Literature Network

There was a faint expectation, and then the watery eyes were a trace of dead ash, and it was already the time of death.

There were a few sounds outside, and the woman wanted to turn her head to take a look, but in the end she couldn't get away, and the hand covering the wound slipped off and smashed to the ground.

Like morning bells and dusk drums.

"Xiu Xiu" a few times, Wang Ning listened to the movement outside on the terrace, looked at the woman in his arms, his eyes changed, and he said a little sadly: "Why are you willing to die so casually?"

After saying this, he gently picked up the woman, laid her flat on the bamboo bed, stared at it for a moment, and said slowly: "Didn't you say that you want to see how I killed someone?" I'll let you see it today...... This is a great gift you prepared for me, and of course I will return a great gift. ”

Wang Ning stood up, walked to the place before, clumsily picked up the piece of iron on the ground, and walked out without looking back.

The wind was very strong by the river, and the river was rolling with the wind, and there was a sound of lapping on the embankment. The dead branches of the willows rustled in the wind, and there was not much movement from the bustle of several green buildings in the distance.

Wang Ning looked at the three figures on the side of the terrace, and his eyes swept over the other party with some sloppiness: "Some things should be done in moderation." It's been a long time, and I can't put it down. ”

The three of them stared at him, did not speak, their eyes were determined.

"Those few come out too, they can't hide, they can't escape."

After saying this, Wang Ning made a move, like a wind, and swept out quickly, and the iron piece in his hand made a trembling sound in the wind, shocking his soul.

Since the three of them dared to take on this task, they themselves knew some about their opponents before, but if they really encountered it, it was another matter.

The moon was hazy, and dark clouds were coming from afar.

At the beginning of the battle, there was no sound of Jinge, only the sound of sharp blades cutting through silk.

The three of them didn't even have time to react, the horror in their eyes didn't have time to dissipate, and the long knives in their hands were half-pulled out and never had a chance to pull them out again.

Poof, then second, third.

The three heads are like balls rolling out.

The blood didn't have time to gush.

Wang Ning took a deep look at the night and moved, and several figures watching in the night hurriedly fled in all directions. But in front of Wang Ning, all the escape was meaningless.

After doing all this, he was already some distance away from the terrace, looked back at the iron piece in his hand, and muttered, "It's rusty."

He withdrew his gaze from that side, walked to the river, and thrust the piece of iron into the water and shook it, as if to wash away the blood stained on it. Then he pulled it out and stuck it in the dirt beside him, but this time he accidentally stabbed his hand.

He put his hand into the river and rushed it, and when he saw that the bleeding could not be stopped, he clenched his fists, and in a short time a trace of blood flowed from between his fingers.

Then he seemed to unconsciously open his mouth: "I'm doing well, don't worry about it."