She nodded. "This item is extremely important, so I've been carrying it with me all the time."
Prefect Sun fumbled around the metal cylinder with his stubby fingers, but couldn't seem to find the key to opening it, so he threw it to Pan Meir.
Pan Meir snorted coldly, tightening her grip on the spear, and probed each crack in the spear. She was skilled with concealed weapons, and her grip was quite strong. The harsh scraping sound of metal echoed throughout the room, as if scraping against Xiao Nanhui's heart.
"There's a mechanism hidden in my letter tube. If it's opened or closed improperly, it will be triggered. Village Chief Pan, please be careful."
Pan Meir glanced at her and said, "How do I know you're not framing me?"
"Master Pan, you can give it a try."
The two men were in a stalemate when suddenly, the entire cell shook imperceptibly for a moment, and yellow earth fell from the ceiling. Then, through the small window of the cell, the sound of noisy voices outside could be heard.
Governor Sun's expression changed slightly, and he signaled the guards to go out and check. He finally looked at Xiao Nanhui with a hint of impatience: "Could you open that mailbox?"
Xiao Nanhui nodded slightly.
Governor Sun looked at Pan Meir and said, "Untie her hands."
Pan Meir persisted: "But..."
"With your legs like that, even if you had two hands, where can you run to?"
Pan Meir had no choice but to do as she was told. After a moment, Xiao Nanhui moved his arm, which was slightly stiff due to poor blood circulation, and motioned Pan Meir to hand over the thing in her hand to him.
When her fingertips were only three inches away from the thing she was about to get, Pan Meir suddenly stopped.
Her eyes fell on the hands of the dirty woman in front of her.
Those were a pair of beautiful hands, slender and powerful. The only flaw was the slightly deformed joints and the not-so-obvious calluses on the palms.
Such calluses can only be caused by heavy weapons. How could a mere dagger wielder have them?
He raised his eyes suddenly and their eyes met, and the hidden emotions could no longer be concealed.
At this moment, intermittent loud shouts were heard from the entrance of the cell.
"Sir! It's bad! It's Tiancheng's people! Tiancheng's people are about to attack!"
In the moment she was stunned, Xiao Nanhui formed a palm with his five fingers and hit Pan Meir's wrist hard. The other party was not expecting this move, and the strength in her hand slipped away. The thing flew into the air and fell back into Xiao Nanhui's hand the next second.
The familiar feel returned to her hand, and she curled her lips at the furious woman in front of her.
A silver light suddenly appeared, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard.
In the blink of an eye, the two guards closest to her were shot through and killed on the spot.
Turning the gun head, holding the gun barrel tightly with both hands, she plunged the flat string into the iron box under her feet.
There was a loud snapping sound, accompanied by severe pain in the legs. The hinges of the steel teeth were destroyed and broke into two pieces. The woman on the torture chair supported herself with the rod in her hand and stood up slowly but firmly. Blood dripped down her trouser legs onto the ground. The flesh on her legs was vaguely visible, but she had a smile on her face, like a ghost crawling out of hell.
She hadn't felt so happy in a long time.
The mental excitement overwhelmed the physical pain, and she heard her voice was a little hoarse and trembling.
"I'm sorry, I have no evidence."
The shouts coming through the small window of the cell became louder and louder, mixed with the sound of swords clashing, which was heartbreaking.
Sweat was sliding down the rough and greasy face of the Grand Marshal Sun. He glanced at Pan Meir who was standing on the other side, and suddenly pushed her away and ran out of the door.
Who could have imagined that the situation would change so dramatically in an instant.
Xiao Nanhui didn't know what was happening outside, but it was a blessing from heaven for her at the moment.
With a slight movement of his wrist, Pingxian pointed directly at Pan Meir with a cold light.
"It seems that Lord Sun has important matters to attend to. Does Village Leader Pan want to stay and exchange some advice?"
Pan Meir's expression shifted, finally settling on that signature playful smile. Her nails, painted red, tapped the flat end of the gun, and she managed a few laughs: "Sister, stop yelling for war and killing at every turn. If you keep going like this, I'll worry you won't be able to get married."
Xiao Nanhui sighed in her heart. Even at this point, this man was still able to interrupt her with a playful smile. He was really a talent.
The next second, Pan Meir twisted her waist and walked towards the prison door: "There is no hatred between you and me. Your previous attack on me can be considered even. If we meet again in the future..."
When she said this, she suddenly attacked Wu Xiaoliu who was slumped at the prison door.
Xiao Nanhui was shocked and almost subconsciously reached out to block it.
When the sword flew out, she realized that it was just a feint. Pan Meir threw three hard spikes in succession, all of which were aimed at her waist.
This move was extremely vicious. The opponent knew that her leg was injured and her lower body was unstable, so he deliberately made a feint to the east and attacked in the west. If she was hit, needless to say, even if she dodged, she would lose her balance in an instant and be in great danger.
Seeing that there was no escape, Xiao Nan turned around and was suddenly knocked away by a huge force in a flash. The next second, three steel spikes made three dull sounds and were nailed to the huge wooden barrel.
Wu Xiaoliu was leaning against the wooden barrel, panting. Xiao Nanhui looked at him with a complicated look, said nothing, and picked up the Pingxian that had fallen to the side.
Pan Meir missed her attack and fled towards the door, but after taking a few steps, she was blocked by a spear.
Xiao Nanhui showed no mercy this time. He pierced the woman's thigh from the outside and out from her calf with his sword, nailing her to the ground alive.
Pan Meir let out a scream and looked at Xiao Nanhui with a ferocious face.
"Bitch, if you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, if we meet again in the future, I will make you wish you were dead, but you can't live..."
Fate is also wonderful. When two people who look so similar meet face to face for the first time, it turns out to be a life-and-death situation.
Xiao Nanhui's heart, which had been beating wildly with excitement, suddenly calmed down at this moment.
In fact, what had Pan Meir done wrong? She was just trying to make a living.
In terms of background, she and I are almost exactly the same. We are both children from a poor family in Suyan, fighting for a little nutrition for survival on this barren soil.
It's just that Xiao Nanhui was lucky to meet Xiao Zhun, otherwise, based on her personality, she might be the one sitting in the village chief's position now.
Now the man was indeed guilty and deserved death, but as the executioner, she felt very uncomfortable. It felt like she had killed another version of herself with her own hands.
But how innocent was the maidservant who died in the dream cave? How innocent were the others who were killed? And how innocent was she herself?
"As you wish."
The next second, Pingxian turned into a silver light that pierced through the body and then pulled it out.
Pan Meir's cursing stopped abruptly, and her spasmodic and stiff body finally regained its softness at this moment, falling into the yellow sand like a snake with its tendons pulled out.
Xiao Nan picked up the flat string and used it as a crutch to support his body. He brushed past Wu Xiaoliu and staggered towards the light outside the cell without looking back.
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