366 Ruthless hands, the best self-protection is to kill the other party
[The ninth update is here, should we post the tenth update? 】
Everything happened so fast, not to mention that Wang Jinling had no time to stop it, even the assassins didn't understand what was going on.
By the time the assassins found out, the horse carrying Wang Jinling had already flown out like an arrow, and they couldn't even see a shadow.
"Feng Qingchen, you idiot." From far away, you can still hear Wang Jinling's cursing voice. Feng Qingchen is considered capable if he can make Wang Jinling, a gentle young man, so angry that he curses.
"Wang Jinling, don't worry about me, I will hold on until you come to save me." Feng Qingchen said loudly, and as she spoke, the thin needle in her hand flew into the assassin leader's brow with a "whoosh" sound.
There was a "Pfft" sound, and before the assassin leader could say anything, he fell down.
"The effect is good." Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction and snatched the knife from the opponent's hand. She was not good at using weapons, but it would be more useful to have a knife in her hand.
"Kill, kill Feng Qingchen." The assassins came to their senses in the chaos, five stayed to besiege Feng Qingchen, and seven went to chase Wang Jinling: "Quick, chase quickly, don't let Wang Jinling go."
"You can't catch me." Feng Qingchen pressed the small hidden weapon on his left arm again. This thing was made by Sun Zhengdao in imitation of the Xiujian. It was smaller and more flexible than the Xiujian because it contained fine needles dyed with poison.
As doctors, of course they have to use what they are good at to defend themselves, and the poison used by Feng Qingchen is not arsenic, but a highly chemical poison. Even if he does not die, he will not be saved.
Unfortunately, the needle was too thin and its lethality and range were limited. Feng Qingchen pressed it several times and only managed to stab two people.
Poof...
Poof...
Like the assassin leader, the two of them fell to the ground as soon as they touched the fine needle. Now the number of people chasing Wang Jinling became five. Feng Qingchen could no longer pursue them because she herself was surrounded by assassins.
Feng Qingchen could only pray silently that Wang Jinling could run faster and the reinforcements could arrive earlier, otherwise Wang Jinling would be caught up by these four assassins and would have to wait for death...
"Everyone, be careful, this woman has a hidden weapon in her hand." A strong man with a strong back and a strong body raised his knife to slash at Feng Qingchen's back. Feng Qingchen quickly turned around and raised his knife to meet her.
With a sound of "Dang...", the two knives collided, flashing with fire in the dark night. Feng Qingchen was forced to retreat continuously, the tiger's mouth was painful, and warm liquid faintly flowed out.
Damn, my hand hurts.
Feng Qingchen was so angry that she wanted to curse. She hated someone hurting her hand the most. These people were all going to die, but the ones who really deserved to die were the people behind them: "Who is your master?"
"Huh, let's ask King Yama." The assassin spoke in a tight tone, and Feng Qingchen never thought about it, so he just answered the question.
"Really? It's a pity that you are the one who wants to see King Yama, not me." Feng Qingchen pressed the hidden weapon on his left hand again, and whoosh...several silver needles flew out, shining brightly in the dark night.
"Quick, get out of the way."
Hidden weapons can only be used by surprise. Once the opponent discovers your trick, it will have no effect if used again. This blow to Feng Qingchen did not hurt anyone, but it forced the four assassins to take a few steps back.
In the dark night, Feng Qingchen showed a strange smile, but unfortunately no one saw it: "Actually, my hidden weapon can not only kill people, but also force them to death."
Feng Qingchen was like a gust of wind, rushing in front of the assassin.
When... the assassin cut him down with a knife, Feng Qingchen blocked another one. The tiger's mouth was still painful, but Feng Qingchen didn't take a step back. He came closer, raised his leg, and pressed hard on the man's most vulnerable part.
"ah……"
With a bang, the assassin who was hit in the crotch let go of the knife in his hand, jumped up on the spot with his lifeblood in his hands.
Feng Qingchen did not let go of his opponent. Seeing the attack coming from the left, Feng Qingchen moved his wrist and threw him over his shoulder, throwing the big man to the left.
Pfft... the sound of a knife slashing at flesh and blood, blood rushed to Feng Qingchen's face. Fortunately, this was not Feng Qingchen's blood.
Boom...killed another assassin
"Bitch, you're looking for death." Seeing his companion die in his own hands, the assassin became angry. The three of them rushed forward at the same time. Feng Qingchen had no weapons in her hands. She could do nothing but run, and she
Can a woman outrun these three big men?
The answer was no, so she didn't run. Faced with the approaching assassin Feng Qingchen, she just retreated until there was no way to retreat.
"You bitch, you can't run away." The assassin laughed wildly, and the three of them raised their knives to chop at Feng Qingchen at the same time. They didn't realize that the woman they forced to death was not afraid, but had a look on her face.
He looked at them firmly, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"Go to hell..." Before the assassin could finish his words, he heard a scream, followed by a second and third scream.
"Ah...ah..."
The shrill voice, like the scream of a ghost, woke up the people on both sides of the street, but no one dared to come out to find out what was going on outside, let alone help Feng Qingchen.
"Kadang..." The three knives slashed down, but they all hit the wall of knives, but Feng Qingchen had already leisurely avoided them.
"Ahhhh..."
The three assassins fell to the ground, holding their faces with their hands, crying and screaming. The air was filled with the smell of sulfuric acid. Through the moonlight, you could see the ulcers and redness on the faces of the three assassins.
It turned out that Feng Qingchen took advantage of the opportunity of a close fight with the second assassin to take out unreleased concentrated sulfuric acid from the smart medical bag. When the three men approached, he sprayed the sulfuric acid at the opponent.
Don't ask her why she took out the concentrated sulfuric acid so quickly. In fact, she had prepared it before entering the palace. She took out one or two things that could kill people.
People say that the best defense is to attack, but in Feng Qingchen's opinion, the best way to protect yourself is to kill the opponent.
Feng Qingchen didn't prepare things like concentrated sulfuric acid for others. She was afraid that after entering the palace, Nanling Jinfan would ask her to tame animals. This concentrated sulfuric acid was originally intended to be used against wild animals.
It wasn't that Feng Qingchen thought too much, it was just that her horse training skills were so good that she was afraid that someone would make a fuss about it. Besides, she was prepared, but she ended up using it on people.
It's a pity that she didn't prepare much, and with things like sulfuric acid, she could only attack once with great difficulty. No matter how much she prepared, the opponent wouldn't be fooled.
Feng Qingchen calmed down and found that the guards of the Wang family were still entangled with the assassins, and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.
If the assassin was allowed to break through the guards of the Wang family and chase her, she would be in trouble, but if she didn't force these three people to know who was behind the scenes, she wouldn't be willing to do so.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Feng Qingchen picked up the knife on the ground and slashed it towards the assassin's face.
"Ah, ah..." The assassin howled in pain like a wounded beast: "Kill me, I won't tell, I won't tell."
Concentrated sulfuric acid was too corrosive. Feng Qingchen took a closer look and found that the three assassins' entire faces were ruined. It was particularly scary, especially when the night light was unclear. At first glance, they looked like ghosts.
"If you don't say it, then forget it. As for killing you? I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to kill you right now."
Feng Qingchen raised the knife and slashed at the limbs of the three assassins. It was unclear whether it was because it was too dark to see clearly, or because Feng Qingchen did not control his strength well, or maybe she was helping...
With one stroke of Feng Qingchen's sword, apart from the three assassins' hand tendons and hamstrings, only half of their wrists and ankles were left attached to their bodies. Blood flowed out. If they were not treated in time, these three people would soon die.