The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman Chapter 126

"I don't know, kill us if you have the ability!"

A trained killer already has some perseverance, so Qiao Yun was not surprised by this answer.

"Of course you are going to die, but if you don't know who bribed your wife who wants to kill me, I won't let you die easily."

Qiao Yun, who was dressed in white, was full of coldness, and looked even more silent under the firelight, but Nan Jun thought that Qiao Yun like this was very cute, and she couldn't stop.

The two of them still pursed their lips and said nothing, they just covered their bodies and trembled, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads rolled down to the ground like the blood spurting from their mouths.

"Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to order someone to dig out your hearts and livers to see if the heart of such a morally abiding killer is red or black. Presumably the two of you have never seen your own heart, right? Then we Let's take a look together!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yun stood up and waved towards An Feng and An Yu.

Dark Wind and Dark Rain wondered whether Wang Jun wanted these two people dead or alive, but he still hadn't got the answer he wanted, and the lives of these two assassins had to be preserved for the time being.

Anfeng first drew his sword and peeled off the chest of one of the assassins. The assassin screamed, and Shuang'er was so frightened that he immediately covered his eyes.

Qiao Yun tapped the assassin twice, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured the white powder inside onto the assassin's wound, a puff of sour white gas floated up, causing everyone to panic Cover your nose.

"After six hours, you will disappear into this world, but during these six hours, you will watch your body and internal organs disappear slowly, and this gentleman will reward you for your loyalty."

"no, do not want…"

The assassin opened his toothless mouth and spewed out a lot of blood.

"Then tell the person behind the scenes, and I will give you a good time immediately!"

Qiao Yun's voice suddenly became cold, and the sleeves that were flung up were filled with coolness.

"Say... I said... yes... the young master who lives in the Eight Princes' Mansion... wants... wants to take Wang Jun's life... um..."

The assassin was lying on the ground writhing in pain, unable to speak clearly, but Qiao Yun could hear her words clearly.

"You guys were bought by Lian Qing? Did you come here tonight to kill the Eighth Prince's daughter, but to kill me?"

Qiao Yun never thought that Lian Qing would want his own life. He asked himself that he had never been sorry for Lian Qing, and everything was done by Lian Qing behind his back. he died!

Everyone also found it unbelievable, isn't Lian Qing the Eighth Prince's daughter's savior? Why did you send someone to assassinate Wang Jun again?

On the contrary, An Feng and An Yu could see clearly that they couldn't even love each other, so they put all their grievances on Wang Jun.

Another assassin took out a bag of silver from his pocket with trembling hands and threw it at Qiao Yun's feet. An Feng stepped forward to pick it up, and what appeared inside was a silver ticket with the seal of the Eight Princes' Mansion.

In this way, everyone believed the assassin's words eighty percent.

"What a vicious Lian Qing!"

Nan Jun, who was sitting on the chair, finally stood up, squeezed two stones in his hands at some point, and threw them directly between the eyebrows of the two assassins.

Not even having time to breathe out the pain, the two died.

Qiao Yun hurried over to support Nan Jun, comforted her gently along her back: "Don't get angry, you just lost a lot of blood."

"Yun'er, he wants you to die!"

Someone wanted Qiao Yun's life, how could Nan Jun not be angry?

"It's better than someone trying to kill you..."

This was what Qiao Yun said in his heart. He would rather that all these assassins came to take his life, and he didn't want Nanjun to be in any danger.

"Carry the assassin's body to Lianqing's courtyard, and I will meet that poisonous man right now!"

Nan Jun never expected that Lian Qing would be so ruthless that she would use money from her Eighth Prince's Mansion to buy a murderer to kill the head husband of her Eighth Prince's Mansion.

Really good calculation!

She shouldn't keep such a vicious man, and she should drive him out of the house when she finds out that he has a problem, which saves a lot of trouble.

Nan Jun couldn't stop regretting, at this moment she could only be thankful that Qiao Yun was fine, otherwise she would not have let that poisonous husband go.

Qiao Yun walked towards Lian Qing's yard together behind Nan Jun. He had never seen her get so angry. It seemed that Lian Qing really touched Nan Jun's bottom line this time.

The guards carried the corpses of the two assassins and threw them into Lian Qing's yard, and the dark yard immediately became brighter.

When Hongliu came out to see the two corpses on the ground, she screamed and fell into a coma.

Lian Qing was wearing a white coat, a light blue cloak over it, and walked out with her hair down.

When he saw the corpse on the ground, he froze first, and then immediately covered his mouth in fright.

"What... what's going on here?"

The man's trembling voice rang in his ears with a bit of fear, and a trace of disgust flashed across Nan Jun's eyes.

"I still want to ask Mr. Lian what's going on!"

As soon as Nan Ju finished speaking, An Feng threw the assassin's purse on Lian Qing.

"Sister Jun... No, Eighth Prince, what did Qing'er do wrong? Why do you ask Qing'er like that?"

"You bought a murderer to assassinate this king, what should you do?"

Nan Jun would not say that Qiao Yun was the one he was going to kill, after all, to assassinate the imperial daughter was a serious crime against the Jiu Clan.

Ben still had a bit of compassion, but the moment he wanted Qiao Yun's life, Nan Jun couldn't tolerate him anymore.

"No! It's too late to even love you, Qingjing, so why would you want to kill you?"

Lian Qing hurried to Nan Jun, looked at her injured arm, and suddenly shut up.

Lian Qing shifted his gaze from Nan Jun's arm to Qiao Yun's body, seeing that he was intact but she was injured, his small face immediately tensed up.

He never thought of hurting Nan Jun at all, he only wanted Qiao Yun to die.

"But if you want to kill this king's lord, then you want to kill this king. Lian Qing, this king didn't want to care about you pretending to be my life-saving benefactor, but if you insist on seeking your own death, don't blame me. This king can't tolerate you!"

Nan Jun raised his hand and waved Lian Qing away, Lian Qing fell to the ground with a crooked body, the cloak on his body fell aside, and the man's thin body fell into the eyes of everyone.

A look of unbearableness flashed in Qiao Yun's eyes. After all, he grew up with him since he was a child, and Lian Qing was his junior brother. He never thought of letting him die in front of him.

"Sister Jun, do you really not like Lian Qing at all?"

Lian Qing didn't care too much, and climbed up to Nan Jun's feet with support, and choked up, "Did Sister Jun forget to be in Liujia Village... how did Lian Qing take care of you?

Serving water for cooking, boiling medicine and making soup, even staying in front of the stove every day, not daring to leave for a moment, doesn't Sister Yu remember?

Even if these elder sisters don't remember, don't you remember what you said when you brought Lian Qing out of Liujia Village?

You said you would take care of Lian Qing for the rest of your life, so be good to Lian Qing! "

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