Wang Zhihong couldn't move Zhang Gui when he shouted, so he could only move his feet.

Zhang Gui, Zhang Gui, if you didn't have a little money in your pocket, the ghost would have taken care of you.

Zhang Gui sat in the hall, looking at Jiaqing lying inside through the crack in the door, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Every minute and every second was like torture for him, the sweat on Zhang Gui's forehead seeped out drop by drop, and he was anxious and restless.

It wasn't until he felt that Wang Zhihong had gone far away that Zhang Gui locked the door, and he was happier than eating honey.

A delicate woman who has been raised for more than ten years, even if she wants to sell it, she has to open up the light first and taste some sweetness, otherwise she won't be able to make more money.

The more I thought about it, the more excited Zhang Gui became, Wang Zhixiang also fell asleep with drugs, even if the sky fell at this moment, Wang Zhixiang would not wake up.

Wang Zhihong ran to Luo Dafeng on foot, even if he was fast and trotting, he was finished when he came back.

In addition, Jiaqing took so many large doses of sweat medicine, and he didn't wake up even if he was killed.

As soon as Jiaqing heard the sound of locking the door, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Sure enough, Zhang Gui, a good old man with an appearance, finally couldn't help but show his fox tail.

Zhang Gui took off his clothes while walking to Jiaqing, as if he couldn't get a second.

Jiaqing squinted her eyes and was unmoved.

Seeing this, Zhang Gui hurriedly went into the place where Jiaqing was sleeping and closed the door with his hand.

"Good daughter, Dad, I'm here!" Zhang Gui's voice was a little floating.

Even if Jiaqing didn't open his eyes, he would inevitably get goosebumps.

"Look at your good appearance, let Dad be so rare and rare you, ah...... Hahaha......"

With his eyes closed, he could imagine Zhang Gui's face distorted and deformed by desire.

Hold back and don't throw up...... Endure......

In any case, to get rid of the tragedy that this family brought her.

Zhang Jiaqing, this life is your own, and no one wants to control it.

This perverted and disgusting adoptive father, the undetermined adoptive mother, and the cheap aunt who has an affair with the adoptive father are all obstacles for you and must be removed one by one.

One day, you must make sure that those who look at your jokes will never appear in your sight again.

This is the greatest tolerance for oneself.

Zhang Gui was still smiling, laughing so that the traitor succeeded, and pressed one hand on Jiaqing's shoulder, and Jiaqing was about to touch the knife under the pillow.

But a thought came to mind, no, no, you can't kill, killing is a crime, you have to hit with the back of a knife, and it is good to hit her with a falling flower.

Yes, that's what it is.

Thinking like this, a burst of green light suddenly flashed in front of him......

But what about the knife, gone?

"Oh yo......" Just when Jiaqing was wondering where to go, he suddenly heard Zhang Gui shouting.

There is no male tenor, and he screams like a martial artist who has practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book.

"Ahh Hell yes! Hell yes! Zhang Gui was excited and frightened for a while, and slammed into the door of the room like a headless fly.

Zhang Gui was afraid that he didn't see it clearly, so he glanced at it again, and a pig-killing knife was horizontal in front of his eyes, sharp and bright, "Heaven and earth conscience, the knife is flying!" The knife is flying, Mom! Ah......" Zhang Gui roared inexplicably, making people unable to understand what he was saying.

And Jiaqing was still looking for a knife, confused about Zhang Gui's madness.

Scold...... Could it be that this pervert has lost his mind, has epilepsy, or is epilepsy......

In my ears was the sound of Zhang Gui's head banging on the door, "Mom! Hell, hell! It hurts me, ah...... There are ghosts, help! Zhang Gui suddenly reacted that the door was locked by himself, opened the door in a trembling manner, and slammed into the hall.

Jiaqing didn't open his eyes, all he thought about was hacking Zhang Gui with the back of a knife, and hacking Zhang Gui to death with the back of a knife.

What about the knife, what about the special knife, put it under the pillow with your own hands, is it possible to fly?

The flying pig-killing knife followed Zhang Gui all the way to the hall, and in the end Zhang Gui didn't stand his surprise, a pig-killing knife smashing his head was scary enough, not to mention the pig-killing knife that flew up, followed by Zhang Gui and chased after him, slashing all over his body.

"Ah............ Yes...... Damn...... Oh, ah! Yes...... Help...... "Zhang Gui watched the pig-killing knife hit him, took a breath, exhaled, and widened his eyes, every moment he was smashed by a knife was no less than a healthy man being chopped off.

Although Zhang Gui is a man, he is only similar in physiology and appearance, and he has no hard skills, so he is so frightened.

"Ah...... Help, help! Damn! Hell! Ah......h

Zhang Gui was directly frightened and fainted

Hack him to death, hack him to death with the back of a knife, Jiaqing gritted his teeth.

Suddenly found that Zhang Gui outside the door had no voice, and thought, what kind of trick is this doing?

Jia Qing opened his eyes a slit, and saw Zhang Gui lying in the hall, his face pale.

A pig-killing knife that she hadn't touched just now flew in the air and smashed into Zhang Gui's body......

Jiaqing was so shocked that she took a step back, and her heart suddenly hung up, only to see that the pig-killing knife also floated up.

Jia Qing felt even more weird, and the pig-killing knife fell on Zhang Gui's back at this time.

Jiaqing was taken aback.

Pig-killing knives, sickles, iron rods......

In order to make the play more real, Jiaqing actually didn't take off her shoes at all, and when she saw such a strange thing happening, she jumped off the bed directly.

kicked Zhang Gui's head with his foot.

She didn't feel pitiful for Zhang Gui, she only knew that if she didn't do this, the level of pity in this life would not be inferior to that in her previous life.

If it weren't for the night of the fire, she quietly heard the conversation between Wang Zhihong and Zhang Gui, and found out in time that the female godhusband and silver woman had bad ideas again, she wouldn't have been so excited and didn't even fall asleep and ran to Luo Dafeng to see the situation, sign up, and go to the police station......

Although she fainted halfway through the road, she did everything she had to do.

How miserable, how helpless, and desperate he was sold in his last life...... Scold......

Jia Qing squatted down and picked up the pig-killing knife in his hand, and at that moment, some strange symbols appeared in his mind.

The symbols she had never seen before, not functions, not formulas, not foreign codes...... However, she seemed to be able to see clearly what the symbols were.

'Congratulations on having the ability to manipulate metal, and metal follows the mind. ’

"I am the little gold loved by my family, call me Jinbao." A voice suddenly drifted into my ears, like a child's voice, only more glutinous than a child's voice.

Jiaqing was in a trance, and she ignored the latter words directly, and only listened to the first half of the sentence. Metals follow the mind......

It turns out that since she was reborn, she has had the ability to manipulate metal.

No wonder she always sees some nails in front of her eyes during this time.

Jia Qing took a breath and put the pig-killing knife on the ground, thinking intently about chopping the pig-killing knife on the ground and standing up.

Sure enough, when she thought like this, there was a burst of green light in front of her, and then the pig-killing knife really stood up, flying and slashing to the ground.

The harsh sound made Jiaqing feel creepy, pinching his thigh with one hand, and Jiaqing sneered.