715 Killer, I want to kill only you

Feng Qingchen wanted to throw Lan Yilin to Wang Jinling, but Wang Jinling was one step faster than her.

"drive!"

"Qing... Chen Qing, I'll leave Miss Lan to you. I'm leaving first."

Drive, drive, drive...

Wang Jinling's horse flew past Lan Yilin with no intention of slowing down and no intention of showing any mercy to her. It was obvious how much Wang Jinling hated Lan Yilin.

Well, Wang Jinling didn’t hate Lan Yilin as a person, she hated her theories. He was afraid that Lan Yilin would lead Feng Qingchen astray.

Being a couple for a lifetime is already a stretch, and having three husbands and four servants is just a waste. To be one of a woman's three husbands and four servants, the man must be so cowardly and useless. It is simply trampling on a man's pride.

Wang Jinling couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart. Even though he knew that some teenagers would become pedophiles in order to survive, it would never be him.

He, Wang Jinling, swore that he would rather be killed than humiliated.

"Ah..." Lan Yilin was knocked down by the impact. She spun around and fell to the ground gorgeously, facing the earth with her back up, and lay on the ground motionless.

Feng Qingchen had no intention of dismounting to help. He just sat on the horse and waited for Lan Yilin to get up. However, after waiting for a long time, Lan Yilin still did not move.

"He's not dead, is he?" Feng Qingchen was stunned and quickly dismounted, preparing to go forward to check.

At the moment Feng Qingchen dismounted from the horse, the man hiding in the corner of the teahouse also moved. His eyes, which seemed to have never woken up, suddenly became sharp, sweeping away his previous dejected look, and he walked out of the teahouse like a gust of air.

"Miss Lan?" Feng Qingchen dismounted and walked to Lan Yilin's side. He was about to squat down to check if Lan Yilin was dead, but at this moment, a cold murderous aura came from behind him. Feng Qingchen's body froze: "Who is it?"

The cold murderous aura was approaching her back. Feng Qingchen knew it was too late to turn around. The opponent was already approaching. Feng Qingchen's heart was in her throat. If she couldn't avoid this attack, she would be dead.

Damn it!

Who on earth was that person? What a coincidence that he chose to attack her when the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling left at the same time.

Feng Qingchen was sure that the other party must have followed them for a long time, otherwise they would never have found such a good opportunity. The person was so powerful that he could actually hide his breath, and they didn't notice him along the way.

The sword had touched her skin, and Feng Qingchen knew that he could not hesitate any longer. He glanced at Lan Yilin on the ground, and without thinking any more, he fell forward and lay on Lan Yilin's body to avoid the sword.

"ah……"

Feng Qingchen lay straight on Lan Yilin, pressing her down to the point of vomiting. Lan Yilin screamed, her limbs bounced up, and she fell down again.

Uh... this girl isn't dead yet.

Without giving Feng Qingchen time to think, the opponent missed the first attack and quickly attacked with another sword. Feng Qingchen no longer cared about Lan Yilin's life or death. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and rolled on Lan Yilin's body to avoid the opponent's sword.

She dodged it, but Lan Yilin was in misery. The moment Feng Qingchen rolled away, the sword that was originally aimed at her pierced into Lan Yilin's body.

“Puff…”

Warm blood spurted out and splashed on Feng Qingchen's clothes. The familiar smell of blood made Feng Qingchen's whole body tense. Feng Qingchen wanted to get up, but the opponent did not give her any chance and stabbed at her with sword after sword. Feng Qingchen could only continue to roll away. Lan Yilin's flesh pad was pressed down by her and blocked another arrow for her. If she continued to block, her life would be over.

The assassin came to kill her. She had already used Lan Yilin to block him twice. She couldn't let him go too far. Feng Qingchen rolled away in a few moves. As expected, the assassin left Lan Yilin and chased after her. Feng Qingchen couldn't find a chance to get up, but this gave her a chance to pull out her pistol.

Thank God, she had just stuffed it into her arms after using it in the teahouse, otherwise she would not have been able to take it out for a while.

Ahem... If Feng Qingchen knew that the killer discovered her identity because she used a gun, I wonder if she would thank God.

"Bang... Bang..." In a hurry, Feng Qingchen had no time to aim and could only shoot randomly.

"Is this your magic weapon for self-defense? It's just a trifle." The killer seemed to be very aware of the range of the bullet. When Feng Qingchen fired, he only took one step to avoid the range. Not only that, he actually reached out and caught a bullet.

While the assassin didn't attack again, Feng Qingchen quickly rolled away and climbed up. He was covered in mud and blood, and his hair was already messy. It can be seen how embarrassed Feng Qingchen was at the moment and what kind of situation he was forced into by the assassin in an instant.

Feng Qingchen finally got up from the ground and pointed his gun at the other party, but saw the killer holding a finger bullet between his thumb and index finger. Upon closer inspection, the killer was turning the finger bullet in his hand. His cold eyes flashed a strange light and a faint blush appeared on his pale face.

This man... is so scary.

It was clearly daytime, but it gave people an eerie feeling. This man probably hadn't seen the sun for years. His face was deathly pale, and with the dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes, Feng Qingchen felt like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. If Lan Yilin was still awake, she would definitely say that this man was so handsome that he could play a vampire without even putting on makeup.

This man was very scary. He didn't move, but he made her feel surrounded by murderous intent. Feng Qingchen held the gun with both hands, pointing it at the other party, not daring to relax at all.

Feng Qingchen did not press the trigger. She knew that even if she fired, she would not be able to hit the other person. Although the other person was looking at the bullet, he was also on guard against her at the same time.

The two just stared at each other. Feng Qingchen held the gun tightly in both hands, holding it straight without shaking at all. She seemed to be holding it very steadily and calmly, but her palms were sweating and she kept shouting in her heart.

Ninth Uncle, Wang Jinling, either of you please come back to find me, wuwuwu... haven't you noticed that I haven't caught up with you yet.

Asshole, even if I have weapons to protect myself, you can't trust me so much.

As time passed, Feng Qingchen became more and more uneasy. The killer in front of her was really not simple. She couldn't even remember meeting this person on the road, and this person...

Knowing that she had companions with her, he did not rush to kill her, but stood there admiring the bullets. It can be seen that this person is either overconfident or arrogant. In short, he believes that even if the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling came, they would not be able to save people from him.

Click, click... beads of sweat slid down the hair at the temples. Bang, bang, bang, Feng Qingchen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, but the man still didn't move.

Huh... Feng Qingchen secretly let out a breath, reminding herself to stay calm. The longer the time dragged on, the more benefits it would be to her. She just had to wait until the Ninth Prince and the others came back.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen relaxed a little, but just as she relaxed, the other party raised the sword and pointed it at Feng Qingchen, which scared Feng Qingchen. She gently pulled the trigger, but the killer did not take any further action. Instead, he said, "Your hidden weapon is very beautiful. It is the most beautiful hidden weapon I have ever seen."

This was 100% compliment. Feng Qingchen could hear the sincerity in the other person's words. Feng Qingchen forced a stiff smile and nodded proudly: "Thank you for the compliment."

The killer obviously didn't expect Feng Qingchen to answer like this. He looked at her in confusion and then made his request: "Give me your hidden weapon and I will let you go."

"What? You want the hidden weapon in my hand? You just tried to kill me, wasn't it because of the hidden weapon in my hand?" If that was the case, Feng Qingchen really wanted to bang his head against the wall.

This is really a case of an innocent man being guilty of possessing a treasure!