As soon as Xi'er's words came out, those people were all startled, and even the man wearing a bamboo hat raised his hat. The person who spoke was also startled, and then he looked arrogant, "Since you know that our Evil Punishment Company is performing official duties,
Why don't you get out of the way quickly?" Presumably, the Punisher of Evil was a very remarkable existence in his heart, and everyone would avoid him if he saw it.
"Official duties?" Xi'er said with a sarcastic smile: "It's the official duty of the Punishment Company. It's your official duty to bully a weak woman? It's your official duty to bully a weak woman? It's your official duty to treat a little girl who is so kind that even an ant can't bear to step on it... Okay, okay
, what a good punisher."
Xi'er suddenly turned her face, no longer looking at the men in black, but at Zhan Ling'er, who was lying on the side with her sleeping hole tapped, and gently but firmly said word by word, "From today onwards, punish evildoers."
He is the enemy of me, Mei Xier, no matter high-ranking officials or businessmen, no matter whether they are white or underworld, everyone who interacts with the Punishing Evil Division is my enemy."
He slowly turned around and looked at the men in black, "From today on, Huayue City vows to eradicate the evil punishment department as its own duty."
"Mei Xi'er? Are you Mei Xi'er?" The man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly took a step forward, paying no attention to the frightened men in black behind him.
Xi'er looked at the man wearing a bamboo hat, but did not answer. He glanced at the people who had surrounded the three of them, smiled coldly, returned to Ling'er again, squatted down slowly, and said softly: "
Fifty-two people are just enough to pay for a scar on your face..."
Hearing Xi'er's words, everyone was shocked and suspicious. Only the little old man and the old god stood beside Xi'er, knowing that the poison thrown into the fire was almost done.
Now, he finally understood why Xi'er always said that she hated the smell of blood. It wasn't pretentious, it wasn't an excuse, she really hated it, so she even chose to kill people without seeing blood.
"Are you really Mei Xi'er?" The man wearing a hat suddenly stepped forward and walked toward Xi'er. Although he didn't feel any murderous intent, no one would believe that he was looking for someone to chat. Xi'er didn't even raise his head, and the little old man moved sideways.
One step just stood between him and Xi'er.
"Let's go." Xi'er gently lifted Zhan Ling'er onto her back and whispered to the little old man. As for the others, in her eyes, they were already dead.