Chapter 258
When people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in their teeth.
But if luck comes, it cannot be stopped.
Shen Jiao couldn't find a usable quilt and was very sad, but look, who she found.
"A lone and injured Sixth Young Master?"
Shen Jiao said excitedly,
"There are still talented people among the bandits."
Xue Lang, with a big hole in his chest, was gasping for breath and crawling on the ground with difficulty, trying to get away from Shen Jiao.
But she moved lightly and pursued him relentlessly: "Where are you going? Where else can you go like this?"
Xue Lang didn't answer. He crawled forward half the alley, but finally couldn't crawl anymore. He lay there with an unknown medicine stuffed into his mouth.
It was obvious that it was a good thing, so Shen Jiao reached out and grabbed it: "It's yours, just eat it."
She naturally put it in her arms.
Xue Lang glared at her!
"Give it to me... give it back... hehe... give it to me!"
Shen Jiao squatted beside him, holding her chin and asked, "What do you want? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
“Give it back to me…”
He was quite thoughtful. As he spoke, he took out another one and wanted to throw it into his mouth in the blink of an eye.
Shen Jiao had no choice but to break his hand.
It was probably because of the pain that he was so exhausted that he still had the strength to speak: "You dare... If I die... My mother will not let you go!"
"Then she has to know it too." Shen Jiao scratched his ears nonchalantly.
Xue Lang: "Bitch! If you save me now... I will forgive you for what happened before!"
He just can't speak human language.
Shen Jiao: "Remember, you kicked me."
It was the time when Xue Shun injured herself. Xue Lang kicked her on the shoulder and later locked her up, causing her to starve and live in fear.
"Why don't you say anything? Have you forgotten? How could you forget these things? This is too much!"
Shen Jiao punched his wound and cursed.
"How could you be so heartless as you? You can even go so low as to touch a weak and pitiful little maid like me."
Xue Lang didn't reply. He was vomiting blood. What just happened?
He seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer.
Shen Jiao's tone was still like a spoiled child: "Sixth Young Master, you still can't remember which foot you kicked with? You don't remember? Then I will give you all..."
"Right foot! It's the right foot!" Xue Lang answered with difficulty.
He could hear the malice in Shen Jiao's words, and naturally wanted to try to protect himself, even in part.
He was hoping that Shen Jiao would vent her anger and leave.
Shen Jiao curled her lips: "You're lying, I clearly remember it was my left foot."
She doesn't remember either.
But as soon as she saw Xue Lang, she remembered.
Shen Jiao stripped him of his clothes and took away all his belongings, and tore his clothes into strips to tie him up.
Xue Lang was still struggling unwillingly: "Let me go, my people will be here in a moment, and they won't let you go!"
Shen Jiao looked around:?
"Who? Where? Did you see a ghost?"
Xue Lang: "It's true. I don't want to share the treasure with that Chen. I've secretly sent a message and asked someone to follow me. If you let me go, there's still a chance to live!"
Shen Jiao frowned: "Do I look as stupid as you? If there really is someone, I will never let you go."
Shen Jiao didn't use any sharp weapons, but relied on brute force to pull and separate the flesh and bones. His two calves had been twisted several times, and there was a layer of skin that was twisted and connected to his thighs.
Have you ever eaten sausage?
The area between the two sausages, tied with a rope, looks just like the area between Xue Lang's thighs and calves.
Not that appetizing though.
Shen Jiao couldn't help grinning as she watched: "Oh my, that's too cruel, too cruel."
She stepped on Xue Lang, who was still trying to run, and stood on him staggeringly.
"Save me..."
He shouted incoherently, trying his best, but the sound was still not as loud as the crickets chirping in the weeds.
【System...save me!】
This is the only person who will pay attention to him.
It is beyond the system's business to save you. The system knows you are in pain, but don't worry, the pain will eventually end.
The system says,
[Friendly reminder, your health is almost running out.]
Shen Jiao took the cloth out of his mouth: "What did you say?"
"Damn it...you bitch...slut!"
Xue Lang's last words didn't sound like good words. Shen Jiao jumped on his back angrily for a long time, then jumped down refreshed, not forgetting to break his neck and wipe the blood off her feet on his body.
Now that I have my revenge, not having a blanket to cover myself with is no longer so unbearable.
"What young master? Bah! You really think you are so great."
Shen Jiao looked at the twisted line on the ground and walked away with a swagger.
Not to mention valuable things, Shen Jiao didn't even leave him a set of clothes or a hair crown.
The young man, who was once rich and well-fed, died tragically in a deserted alley with his clothes on and his hair and face covered, and his mouth stuffed with mud.
Shen Jiao didn’t know what would happen to her in the future, but at least... the person she hated died earlier than her!
That's enough.
It was two days later that I saw the people who were hiding and fleeing again.
Shen Jiao went to get the porridge she was entitled to, but saw that someone had gotten there first!
It was the maidservant in blue named A'er who was by Mr. Chen Qi's side. She stole the porridge and the bowl together.
Shen Jiao got angry just by looking at it.
How could this be possible? This family only had a few broken bowls. If she took them away like this, the family would definitely think she stole them!
What if they no longer leave her food, or even expose her...
Shen Jiao pouted unhappily.
I went in and took a look around. They were so stingy that they said they would leave one spoonful, not even half a spoonful more, but the pot was empty.
On the stove... there was a polished kitchen knife.
This was an old knife. Shen Jiao had seen it the last time she was here. It was placed on the cutting board. Judging from the marks on the handle, it had been used for many years. The knife was a little rusty and had a few nicks, but this time it was polished to a shine. A piece of clean coarse cloth was wrapped around the handle. There was a round water mark on the blade, as if a bowl had been placed on it...
What's the meaning?
For her? Why did she have to hold the knife?
Shen Jiao hesitated, took the knife away, and went to the next house.
A'er must have gone to that place, so the porridge is still there, but there are a few more grasses next to it, saying in a mean way -
"Eat me, eat me, I'm poisonous!"
"Chop it up, chop it up, and stir it into the porridge. It's just a mouthful."
"Eat me! Eat me!"
Shen Jiao: ...
She didn't even dare to eat the porridge. Who knew if they had poisoned the porridge or accidentally dropped some poisonous grass into the porridge pot.
She has been through many storms, so she doesn't want to capsize in the bowl.
It was as if they had discussed it beforehand. Those who had something put it down, while those who didn't had someone kneel down. It was a white-haired old woman, half her face burned by something.
Shen Jiao saw her kneeling in front of the stove from the back window and didn't dare to go in.
I only heard her muttering something - "Revenge."
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