Chapter 3: Peeling
"Mr. Zhang, have you washed up?" Qiao Zhiyan retracted her thoughts and asked in a delicate tone.
The old man was wearing a bathrobe, and said with a smile: "Of course it's washed, now I'm waiting for you to open the vows!"
Qiao Zhiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the curvature of her red lips increased: "Speaking of opening the ring, this is indeed my first time opening the killing ring!"
"The little beauty is quite humorous, tell me how you want to kill me?" the old man asked lewdly, raising his sparse eyebrows.
"Mr. Zhang, have you ever seen a fox being skinned?" Qiao Zhiyan's smile gradually cooled.
The old man nodded, proud: "Of course, I made my fortune by this." ”
"Then do you know how many families have been "separated from their wives" because of your wealth?" Qiao Zhiyan's tone began to turn cold, and a touch of lust flashed in her eyes.
Seeing this, the old man obviously became a little uneasy: "You, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting, it's just for you to die. Qiao Zhiyan's eyes were completely cold, and the color of her pupils gradually changed, until she completely turned silver, and the nine silver fox tails behind her were also revealed.
"Demon, monster!" The old man's hair stood on end, and he looked at Qiao Zhiyan in front of him in surprise, and his body retreated.
"Does Mr. Zhang know that there is a saying called karma?" Qiao Zhiyan approached step by step, and her murderous aura was permeated.
The old man's whole body was weak with fright, and he sat down on the ground, and stepped back vigorously, full of fear: "You, you, don't come here." ”
"Do you feel it? This is the breath of death. As she spoke, she raised her arm, and the color of her nails gradually turned silver, and her nails elongated and sharpened.
"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me, please!" the old man had no way out, leaning his back against the wall, shaking his head and trembling all over.
"Don't kill you, did you let them go when those little snow foxes begged for mercy a few days ago?" Qiao Zhiyan roared angrily at the end.
"I beg you, I beg you, I promise, I will never kill them again, I, I give you all my money, I beg you to spare me.." The old man knelt on the ground with a "plop" and kowtowed.
"Don't you love to peel it? Okay, I'll give you a taste of what that tastes like today. After Qiao Zhiyan finished speaking, she stretched out her slender hand full of sharp nails and slashed across the man's cheek.
"Ahh
Qiao Zhiyan sneered, moved her lips and recited a spell, and then the man's voice disappeared completely.
The old man opened his mouth, raised his hand and covered his bloody cheeks in pain, and his whole body trembled.
That's right, Qiao Zhiyan picked off his face.
Throwing aside the thin layer of face that was picked on her nails, Qiao Zhiyan raised her claws again and walked towards the man.
The man shook his head, ignoring the pain, and circled around the room along the wall.
Qiao Zhiyan hooked her lips and sneered, and pounced again...
The other side!
Gu Jinchen, who was on the side of the road, retracted his gaze and walked to the Gu family's old house.
In front of the old mansion, he raised his hand and entered the code and walked in.
"Why did the little master have time to come over today?" the butler walked over and asked with a smile.
Gu Jinchen didn't answer, but asked, "What about grandpa?"
"The old gentleman went out for a walk after dinner, and only came back half an hour ago, and now he is practicing calligraphy in the study!" said the housekeeper carefully.
Gu Jinchen nodded clearly, and asked again: "What about the words!"
"Yan Yan is in his room. After the housekeeper finished speaking, he asked, "Little master, have you had dinner?"
"Nope. ”
The housekeeper put down the things in his hand: "Then I'll go cook something for you!"
"No, I'll go see Grandpa. Gu Jinchen's words fell, and he strode up the stairs.
Den.
Gu Jinchen pushed open the door and walked in with a deep step: "Grandpa, haven't you rested yet?"