There is no need to say more.

Wang Lan rushed towards Qi Suya with a stick in hand, and Qi Suya immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

The stick in Wang Lan's hand gave her a lot of confidence, who knew that Qi Suya's skills were too weird, and Wang Lan, who was beaten after a while, was terrified.

Once, Qi Suya locked her throat and strangled her alive with a little strength and broke her neck, but Qi Suya stopped in time.

Another time, Qi Suya hit Wang Lan with an elbow blow, her heart ached, and her eyes turned black, if it wasn't for Qi Suya's timely retraction again, maybe Wang Lan would have died on the spot.

The move style is a ruthless means to kill people every time, just like an outlaw licking blood from the edge of a knife.

Soon.

Qi Suya kicked Wang Lan, pulled out Wang Lan's belt as a rope, and tied Wang Lan's five flowers.

She glanced at Wang Lan with a smile: "You should really be glad that I am merciful enough." ”

After all, the world is different, and in a way, it has to be merciful.

This is not a chaotic end of the legal system, in the past she could only fight violence with violence, but here, she must cooperate with the 'rules' here to make changes, otherwise what awaits her is only imprisonment.

Tying up Wang Lan's five flowers, and then hiding people behind a snow slope, Qi Suya looked up at the wooden house in front of her.

……

The wooden house does not block the wind, and the small wooden house made of wooden planks has a large gap, and the wind and snow outside the house blow in through the cracks.

It's cold, really cold.

Some people are shouting, angry, asking why?

But no one could answer them.

Some people laughed miserably, and they knew that the future fate must be very miserable and desolate.

And among these people, there are Dajin and Wang Lan's husbands, as well as sons, and brothers.

The ancestors of the Jiang family were silent, and they sat in the corner of the wooden house.

The young Xiuzhen buried his head in the crook of his arm.

After a while, he pulled lightly with red eyes and small mouth.

"On the bright side, at least the eldest brother and they are not at home, so they have escaped."

The old man Jiang trembled and put his hand into his arms, he was addicted to smoking, and wanted to smoke an old dry tobacco, but he felt empty.

The old man was stunned, and then laughed dryly.

"Xiuzhen is right, at least...... It's a good thing that they escaped the catastrophe. ”

Next to him, Second Brother Jiang, Jiang Yanzhou, he was injured, his eyes were blue, and the corners of his lips were cracked, which was beaten by Wang Lan.

Now hearing that the old man and Xiuzhen are having fun, he has a handsome face and does not say a word.

But the color of those eyes became deeper and deeper.

Footsteps rang out from outside.

In the wooden house, the imprisoned men suddenly shouted, they thought that Wang Lan had returned, shouted, and begged Wang Lan to let them go.

……

The wind and snow are still blowing.

Qi Suya stood outside the wooden house, listening to the crying and scolding inside, and felt strange and uncomfortable.

Looking at the lock attached to the wooden door, she took out a key from her pocket, which was found from Wang Lan's body.

Unlocking the lock, she pushed the door open.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to ......" Before he could finish speaking, a strong wind suddenly struck.

Syllable!

was met with a slap in the face and slapped her in the face.

She was beaten all over her face, her mouth was fishy, the corners of her lips were bleeding, and her face was swollen rapidly after being slapped.

Immediately, her eyes were cold, and she raised her eyes coldly and looked at the man opposite.

……

The man is tall and has sword eyebrows and starry eyes. The facial features are like grinding, like a knife sharpening an axe and chisel.

His cold eyebrows were fierce and intimidating, and cold hatred was brewing in them.

It's Jiang's second brother, Jiang Yanzhou.