That bus carried at least thirty people, young and old.

He managed to take their lives with incredible ease.

With all his abilities, what kind of person does he come from?

Why not just become a Black and White Impermanence (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with death and retribution)? You can collect lives every day.

"Me, die? If I die, Huangcheng will be turned upside down."

This is no laughing matter.

Jiang Yisheng got angry and stood up.

He and Jiang Meimei share a common flaw: they can criticize others, but others cannot say a word against them.

"Heh! Your death will turn Huangcheng upside down, but their deaths are a blessing from past lives. You fucking think you're the crown prince?"

What kind of twisted logic is that?

Song Qingqing was stunned by Jiang Yixue's bizarre logic.

"That's right, you're absolutely right. In Huangcheng, I am indeed the crown prince."

If anything were to happen to me, the entire city of Huangcheng would be shaken to its core.

"You might not believe it, but my Jiang family is small, and I'm the only son left."

Jiang Yixue recalled her childhood, a time filled with oppression.

Things are different now. No one is competing with him anymore, and everything in the Jiang family will be his.

Therefore, in Huangcheng, he dared to say that he was the one who bullied others, and no one else had the right to bully him.

This feeling is so amazing.

Seeing his arrogance, Song Qingqing sneered inwardly, but then, thinking of her situation, she frowned.

Turning her head to look at the ropes binding her limbs, Song Qingqing began to think of ways to save herself.

At that moment, Jiang Yixue's voice rang in my ears again.

"Song Qingqing, you are very honored, do you know that?"

You are the first person who dared to lay a hand on me and is still alive.

In the past, anyone who laid a hand on me went to hell.

Now, I'm giving you a clear path: all you have to do is become my woman.

I can spare your life.

Jiang Yixue suddenly changed the subject and turned to Song Qingqing.

What's worse, not only did he say it, but he also came to Song Qingqing's side and tried to touch her.

"I don't care about it, and I don't want it."

Jiang Yixue, stop right there!

If you touch me, I won't let you get away with it. My partner won't let you get away with it either.

When Song Qingqing saw that the other person wanted to touch her with his dirty hands, she immediately shouted.

After hearing this, Jiang Yixue said nonchalantly, "Song Qingqing, you don't really think that Sikong Xingchen will marry you, do you?"

Stop daydreaming.

He is the future head of one of the four great families in Kyoto, and it is said that more than half of the country's economy is controlled by the Sikong family.

"Someone like him can't find any woman he wants, why would he need a little village girl like you?"

After saying that, Jiang Yixue pulled out a small leather whip from somewhere and turned around to lash Song Qingqing with it.

With a "snap," Song Qingqing felt a burning pain in her back.

"If it hurts, just yell out loud, that way we can have more fun!" Jiang Yixue said excitedly after cracking the whip.

Then, he raised his hand and began the second and third strikes.

Song felt a slight pain, but still didn't utter a sound.

Jiang Yixue was dissatisfied and started to provoke Song Qingqing, "Oh! By the way, I just heard something recently, and I'll tell you about it."

I heard that the Sikong family intends to arrange a marriage between Sikong Xingchen and the princess, and the princess is about to arrive in the capital.

I also heard that Sikong Xingchen just left Huangcheng. Could it be that he's making preparations to meet the princess?

boom!

Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing's mind went blank. Recalling what Sikong Xingchen had said yesterday about something happening, could this be it?

Wait a minute, she can't fall for Jiang Yixue's trick. Sikong Xingchen's departure might not necessarily be to see any princess.

They might be doing something important.

She couldn't just misunderstand Sikong Xingchen.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? It's none of your business." Song Qingqing retorted, enduring the burning pain in her back.

Jiang Yixue found Song Qingqing rather boring when he saw that she didn't fall for his tricks, but her face still matched his thoughts.

"Since you're so boring, I'll just finish this quickly! After I'm done, you should go downstairs too." With that, Jiang Yixue tossed aside the small leather whip in his hand.

He started taking off his clothes, but before he was finished, he realized he couldn't move.

What happened?

Jiang Yixue's expression changed from eagerness to terror in an instant.

Why can't I move?

Jiang Yixue yelled, and her half-undone clothes slid from her waist to her feet.

Song Qingqing quickly turned her head away, refusing to look at the other person's eye-catching figure.

"Did you do this? Did you do something to me?"

"Song Qingqing, how do you have such abilities?"

In this room, only Song Qingqing and Jiang Yixue are present. Now, Jiang Yixue has discovered that he cannot move.

Naturally, Song Qingqing was the first suspect.

Song Qingqing didn't answer; she wanted to burn the rope in her hand.

With a loud bang, the door was broken open.

Song Qingqing looked over with surprise, only to see a group of masked men rushing in. They saw Jiang Yixue standing there motionless in a strange posture.

They exchanged a few glances and headed straight for Song Qingqing.

"Who are you?" Are you here to arrest her again? Song Qingqing felt like vomiting blood, thinking, why are so many people trying to harm her?

What exactly did she do?

The masked men didn't utter a single word the whole time, and they didn't answer Song Qingqing's questions either. Instead, they delivered two karate chop blows to her and sent her to sleep.

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