The guards formed an encirclement formation, with her as the center of prey, and surrounded and suppressed the past on three sides.

The dense long knives glowed in the sunlight, shining with a dazzling cold star.

Jing Ge kept her posture and didn't move, but her eyes darkened, showing that she was in a very unhappy mood right now.

"Why do you always want to die, isn't it good to live?" The cold voice was mixed with the soft cuteness of a child, but it gave people a creepy feeling.

Her eyes were stained with a layer of bloodthirsty killing intent, and at some point, there was already a row of silver needles in her hand, and between each finger, there was a silver needle with a cold light flickering firmly.

"Ah......h

The guards who rushed in front suddenly clutched their necks, convulsed all over, and fell to the ground bleeding from their seven orifices.

But in an instant, a large number of people died.

The fallen guard, in the middle of the neck, was inserted into a small silver needle, the silver needle was submerged in most of it, and not even a drop of blood came out, which shows how exquisite the trick is!

Each corpse was inserted in the same place, exactly the same.

The leading guard was frightened into a cold sweat, so frightened that even the hand holding the knife was trembling, he took a few steps back in fear, and looked at Jing Ge who was still sitting on the table, not even moving half a minute.

This man is terrifying.

No one moved, and with only a few silver needles, he killed more than a dozen of them!

Such people, can they win?

"Boss. The guards, who were lucky enough to be alive, looked at the guards in the lead.

His voice trembled, and his eyes showed desperate fear.

Suddenly, Jing Ge jumped to the ground, walked over step by step, stopped in front of a corpse halfway, and picked up the big knife next to a corpse on his toes.

Reach out and hold.

She dragged a knife longer than her leg, like a ghost from hell, and walked to the leading guard.

She was petite, not even the chest of the guard......

Tsk, this body is too small, and you have to look up when you beat someone.

Accurate.

The slender fingers flipped over, and the fingertips quickly added a silver needle and popped out at the guard's knee.

"Ahh ”

"Bang. ”

The moment the guard knelt down, the long knife in Jing Singer was pressed against his neck.

Such a big knife, it was effortless to hold in her hand, the blade was obviously thicker than her arm, but her movements were unusual.

"No, don't kill ......"

"I gave you a chance. The voice was as cold as a ghost, and a trace of brutal blood red appeared in her eyes.

The leading guard's heart tightened, and he just wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, Jing Ge covered his eyes with his small hand, leaned into his ear, and gently shushed: "Be good, you will be fine soon." ”

The knife in his hand was pulled hard...... The splattered blood immediately stained the entire broadsword red.

The guard's pupils dilated, his limbs twitched a few times, and he collapsed to the ground, out of breath.

Jing Ge stuck the bloody big knife at his feet, and swept everyone with cold eyes.

"Run, run. ”

This time, before she could speak, the guards who were still alive had already fled for their lives.

Jing Ge glanced around, but there was no figure left, and the previous guests had already been scared away.

The surroundings were empty, the doors of every house were closed, and some of the stalls had not even had time to clean up, and they were a mess.

Jing Ge turned his head and met the dumb man's gaze.

Her voice, cold and distant, seemed to come from ancient times, and her affectionate red lips opened slightly: "Ah extinguish, are you afraid?"

Ah, he shook his head.

Suddenly seeing her hand dripping blood, the dumb thought she was injured, and rushed over, holding her hand, looking at her nervously.

"It's okay, it's not my blood. ”