Chapter Eighty-Five: Blood Reparation

Mrs. Hou didn't have eyes to look at Meng Zhipei's trembling and frightened appearance.

smiled and picked up the conversation: "General Jiang Xiao is looking for Jinxue, right?" ”

"Don't you know, Mrs. Jiang has not been happy in the past two days, and she has filial piety in this snow, so she went back to serve the sick."

"Haven't you come home yet?"

Yes, as long as Jiang Jiyu is brought back to Jiang's house, the crisis will be lifted! Meng Zhipei praised Mrs. Hou for her alertness and wisdom.

He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Jinxue is in the Jiang family, uncle hurry up and go back and have a look." ”

Jiang Ji let out a chuckle when he heard this.

Boredom, he shook the whip in his hand and said, "Do you know why I came to the room?" ”

Mrs. Hou had a faint bad feeling in her heart, she stood up with the handrail, and looked at Jiang Ji vigilantly: "What do you want to do!" ”

Jiang Ji took his hand and walked idly.

The smile is full of words, and on the empty face, a pair of cold eyes cannot be ignored with sharpness.

Beneath the surface of the leisurely stroll is a vicious and bloodthirsty inner pulp.

Step by step, like a silent tiger, and the loose whip was like a tail, lazily dragging behind him.

"I heard that Master Hou only suffered some skin injuries, as if you were afraid of something, I specially invited the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat it."

"What about my sister? Beaten miscarriage, homeless, alone curled up on the small village licking wounds. ”

Jiang Ji said that his eyes were red, and the hand holding the whip was tight, his muscles and skin were tight, and his bones were distinct.

"Relatives are far away and close, I understand!"

"Damn people, that's not how you deserve it!"

He got it!

He's got it all!

Everything he just did was faked!

He's back for revenge!

Meng Zhipei's scalp exploded.

Without hesitation for a moment, he turned around and ran out of the hall.

Jiang Ji turned around suddenly, and the hand holding the whip moved, and the tail of the whip that was mopping the floor was as flexible as a snake rising from the ground, burning on Meng Zhipei's back like lightning.

The barbed whip tore open the garment and licked it firmly on the flesh.

The whip retracted, bringing out the dots of flesh.

Meng Zhipei's back burned violently, accompanied by a heart-piercing pain.

He staggered to the ground, blood dripping from his back on the smooth marble floor, and the smell of blood instantly overshadowed the smell of spices wafting from the censer.

Mrs. Hou was so frightened that her heart stopped.

Xu suddenly came back to his senses and screamed: "Killed, Jiang Ji killed, come on, come on!" ”

Jiang Ji wiped away the blood droplets splashed on his eyelids with one hand, looked at the people rolling on the ground with a smile, and asked lightly: "This whip is specially made for Master Hou, how does it taste?" ”

Meng Zhipei's face was pale, trembling all over, half-sitting, holding the ground with both hands, and constantly moving back.

Jiang Ji raised his eyes and looked at the maids who poured in, and warned: "If you want to live, don't get involved!" ”

When the maid saw this, she was so frightened that she screamed and fled.

The little guy also wanted to escape, but where their duty was, how could they watch Meng Zhipei die!

But the thought of the dozen or so porters with their skin open made their legs weak.

Pushing each other, no one dared to take the first step.

Mrs. Lao Hou looked at this gang of cowards, grinded her teeth and hated: "It doesn't matter if you live or die, as long as you catch him, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!" ”

There must be brave men under heavy money!

Two burly guys rushed in one after another.

Meng Zhipei took the opportunity to get up.

Jiang Ji didn't move, his arm was raised, and the soft and powerful whip tail landed on the front door of the little guy who rushed to the front.

As soon as the whip fell, it was retracted, and half of the dough was removed.

The little guy rolled in pain with his face covered, and blood flowed all over the ground along his fingers.

When the other guy saw this situation, how could he dare to be brave?

It's important to save your life!

As soon as you turn your feet, you have to run away.

Jiang Ji flew up and kicked him in the back of the heart.

The little guy was kicked and flew out of the distance, and smashed it impartially on Meng Zhipei, who had just stood up and had not been able to escape from the hall.

Mrs. Lao Hou underestimated Jiang Ji's courage and underestimated his skills.

Seeing that the legs of all the small servants outside the hall were trembling, and they all had the posture of retreating without a fight, Mrs. Hou hurriedly said: "Catch him and reward him with a thousand taels of silver!" ”

Jiang Ji shook the door of the hall with a whip.

With a "boom", a tooth-aching sound exploded in the wind.

The eager people outside the hall scattered with a bang.

Mrs. Hou panicked completely.

Without these little guys to delay time, just with her and Meng Zhipei, the people from Jingzhao Mansion who can't drag on will die and die!

"Warning you not to mess around!"

"It really hurt Master Hou, do you think you can live?!" Mrs. Lao Hou took the lead, wanting to deter the arrogant and vicious Jiang Ji.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ji's glance came, and Mrs. Hou felt a chill in her heart, and she retreated and sat back in the chair.

Jiang Ji sneered, turned his eyes, and looked at Meng Zhipei, who was creeping forward.

"Master Hou, don't always be in a hurry to leave, the matter between us is not over."

Meng Zhipei's face was pale, and when he heard this, he fled faster.

But the ground was covered with blood, and he panicked, and his hand slipped and fell into a.

Mrs. Hou was afraid that Jiang Jizhen would beat Meng Zhipei to death.

Forcibly suppressed the fear, and said coldly: "Jiang Ji, you'd better think clearly!" ”

"The atrocities you committed today will all be on Jiang Lingran in the future!"

"I just tortured her to death, and I can still claim that she died of illness to the outside world."

"Can you still protect her in the capital forever?"

"There is no harm in doing things by leaving a line!"

Jiang Ji froze for a moment, and turned his head to look at the sad smile on Mrs. Hou's face.

He also smiled: "Mrs. Hou wants to threaten me? ”

Mrs. Hou sneered.

Jiang Ji nodded: "It's okay to threaten, but you used the wrong way!" When the words fell, he whipped Meng Zhipei's right leg and scolded angrily: "Dog, I'll let you kick my sister." ”

"The dog guts to cover you, hit my sister, I'll let you beat .... Dog stuff.... ”

Meng Zhipei was beaten without the power to fight back, and roared: "Uncle... Uncle spares my life, I... I knew I was wrong, and I wouldn't dare again. ”

No one responded to his pleas for mercy.

"Boom-"

More than a dozen whips in succession, each of which brought blood foam.

Only Meng Zhipei was covered in blood, and there was no breath in, so Jiang Ji took the whip.

While slowly rolling the whip full of blood, he looked at the old tears, crying without a sound, sad as if the old lady Hou had gone to half her life.

"It's too aggrieved for me to taste the taste of fried heart alone."

"That's why I'm here to go to the room!"

"I deliberately put a lot of effort into bringing you this wonderful show, I wonder if you are satisfied with it?"

Thinking of his cruelty, Mrs. Hou gritted her teeth with hatred, stared at him like a poisonous needle and said, "I will definitely kill you!" ”

Jiang Ji pulled his lips without a smile: "The people who said this sentence died in my hands in the end!" ”

As he spoke, he hung the rolled whip on his waist, and Shi Shiran waved his hand: "I'm bothered, say goodbye." ”