Chapter Ninety-Two: Still Fighting?

"You!" Where had Lang Wenyu been so disgraced, and the expression on his face instantly distorted a little.

Although I don't know why those mercenaries are reluctant to do anything to this woman, but in the end, she is a woman, even if she has a knife in her hand, she can't make any waves.

Fiercely lifted the cup in his hand to the ground, Lang Wenyu angrily said to the thugs beside him, "You guys!" Whoever can kill her, I will give 100,000 to whom! ”

The people who can come out to be thugs are all outlaws who are short of money, and when they heard this, their eyes lit up, and they rushed towards Yu Mengfei.

"Miss?" Jing Yu looked at the menacing few people from the side, and asked Yu Mengfei for advice.

"No, you don't." Yu Mengfei rubbed his fingers, his cold eyes overflowed with a touch of madness, like a beast out of the cage, as soon as he came out, he was ready to kill, the dagger in his hand flipped slightly, and the sharp blade flashed with cold light, meeting the neck of the leader.

The man didn't even react, his eyes widened to cover the wound on his neck, and before he could even let out a wail, he fell to the ground.

A two-centimeter wound neatly cut the man's neck, bleeding slowly, the man's body twitched a few times, and then swallowed directly......

Looking at the man's dead eyes, everyone present had a cold neck, looking at Yu Mengfei who was smiling lightly, a chill along the neck was cold to the soles of the feet......

Why is this woman so cruel?

"Second master, are you still fighting?" Yu Mengfei moved her shoulders, and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes looked at Lang Wenyu, whose face was like earth, and smiled with her eyebrows, "To be honest, I have been unhappy with you for a long time, but because of Lang Fu, I haven't made a move." ”

"Why?"

"Because Lang Fu said, before you cause actual damage to Lang Chenxing, let me let you go." Yu Mengfei smiled, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more ill-intentioned, "But I didn't expect that you made such a big death, just right, let me have the opportunity to attack you, I still really have to thank you." ”

If you don't die, you won't die, Lang Wenyu can be called a textbook-level model of this truth.

"I ......" Lang Wenyu's face turned pale, he completely regretted it, if he had known that Yu Mengfei had such skills, how could he fight this idea.

"Chenxing." Yu Mengfei saw the remorse on Lang Wenyu's face, and knew that what he said was almost done, and lowered his eyes to look at Lang Chenxing, who was still lying on the ground, a little helpless, "It's time to get up, are you lying on the ground cold?" ”

"You, you didn't let me move." Lang Chenxing had long been uncomfortable with the ice, but because Yu Mengfei had instructed him to pretend to be dead, he had been lying on the ground grinning.

Now as soon as he heard Yu Mengfei's words, he immediately got up from the ground quickly, made a grimace at Jing Yu over there, and then walked in front of Lang Wenyu and called out a little complicatedly, "Second uncle." ”

For this second uncle who has always wanted his own life, he really doesn't know what expression to use to face him.

"Lang Chenxing, you already knew, didn't you?" Lang Wenyu gritted his teeth, his cloudy eyes were stained with scarlet, and he roared heartbreakingly, "That woman was sent by the old man to protect you, and you don't need to spend the slightest effort to get all the property of the Lang family!" What is so good about you that makes the old man value you so much? Why don't you die as early as your short-lived dad! ”