Farm widows have space, pick up a treasure on the way to escape

Chapter 379: Hey, you don’t even feel sorry for me
Everyone didn't know what He Jiu Niang wanted from the pickle jar, so they watched Fang Da move the pickle jar down and put it at He Jiu Niang's feet.

"And those that are spilled on the ground, collect them all."

He Jiuniang ordered coldly, with anger in her tone, and the assassins began to tremble.

There were also people who did not believe in evil, and when they saw He Jiu Niang being defenseless, they wanted to take advantage of her. However, as soon as they had the idea and moved a few steps towards He Jiu Niang, they were already fixed in place by several silver needles that flew over.

"I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise you will definitely end up worse than these few."

He Jiuniang didn't even bother to look at them, and she never even gave a single look in her eyes.

Lu Baichuan was shocked. If he read correctly, when his wife threw the silver needles just now, she threw them blindly, but the needles were nailed to several people's acupuncture points accurately.

His wife's martial arts skills are far superior to his. She is by no means the helpless woman who dared not speak loudly four years ago.

What happened to her?
He endured the doubts in his heart, walked to He Jiuniang, and helped her pay attention to the movements of the assassins.

When another group of assassins saw this and knew that today's assassination mission had failed again, they wanted to abandon their companions and leave. However, just like those who were preparing for a sneak attack, they were already nailed to the spot as soon as they took a step.

"I advise you not to imagine that you can escape unscathed. I have given you a chance before, but you did not cherish it. Not only did you do the same thing today, but you also broke my pickle jar. I will not make it easy for you. "

He Jiuniang likes this pickle at home, and it was specially prepared for her by Mrs. Sun. Thinking of the numerous instructions given by Mrs. Sun just at the door of her house, she wanted to cut these people into pieces.

A group of assassins instantly felt chills running down their backs, and they suddenly regretted their actions today.

It's just that the master's orders cannot be violated, and there is nothing they can do.

This woman is indeed powerful. If she is not eliminated, the master will not be able to rest at ease.

Soon, Fang Da brought the pickles scattered on the ground and stood in front of He Jiuniang waiting for her instructions. He Jiuniang said directly: "Stuff them in their mouths."

"Yes."

Fang Da immediately walked over to the assassins.

assassin:! ! !
This is a pickle!
salty!vegetable!
They shut their mouths tightly and shook their heads vigorously in rejection, but it was no use refusing.

Having just been beaten violently by He Jiuniang, most of them had no ability to resist, and their mouths were immediately filled with pickles.

Mmm, it tastes great!
The first bite was good, but right after the first and second bite...they were miserable.

Salty!I was so thirsty that my throat felt like it was about to burn.

But He Jiuniang was still adding fuel to the fire at this time.He said to the side: "Don't worry, eat slowly, this jar is yours."

"No no no!"

Several people shook their heads in fear, and He Jiuniang said: "You don't want to eat it? That's not possible. Do you know how expensive salt is? Do you know how much salt you need to buy to make this jar of pickles? My mother prepared this for me personally. What's in it? It’s full of heart, do you know how precious it is? You actually ruined it for me! I don’t allow you to waste it, so I have to watch you eat it all with my own eyes.”

Lu Baichuan's eyelids twitched, his wife was so cruel, he liked her so much.

Several assassins had already begun to roll their eyes, and He Jiuniang said to a group of people not far away: "They can't finish eating, so you can eat together. Anyway, no waste is allowed."

"Move quickly, don't force me to do it."

As soon as they finished speaking, the wise people had already come over. Seeing their companions in a state where they were worse off than dead, they swallowed their saliva and had no choice but to bite the bullet.

There were a few others who were pinned with silver needles and couldn't move. Fang Da very considerately brought them to their mouths.I don’t know how long it took, but amidst the painful noises, a jar of pickles was finally cleaned.

He Jiuniang said: "You are lucky, this is just a small jar. If the big jar breaks, I will kill you!"

The assassins were speechless and even unresponsive. They were in a state of numbness.

Finally, Fang Da and others tied them up with ropes, tied them all together, put them on the carriage and took them back together.

A group of assassins were already so thirsty that they doubted their lives. They had to forcefully walk back, their throats were almost smoking, and several of them couldn't bear it and fainted on the way.

After such a delay, he set off in the morning and did not arrive in Fucheng until dinner time. He Jiuniang placed the blame on a group of assassins again.

After catching so many assassins, Lu Baichuan wanted to take them directly to Huoyun Division. With so many people on the street, the people couldn't keep watching.

Because they have eaten pickles, they are now unconscious in their mouths, so there is no need to worry about them biting their tongues and committing suicide.

Lu Baichuan said: "You go back first. I have to go to Huoyun Division first. You don't have to wait for me for dinner."

Of course, He Jiuniang knew that this kind of thing could not be delayed, so she nodded: "Then I will deliver food to you later."

"it is good."

Lu Baichuan nodded and left with a group of people in person.

When they arrived at the gate of Huoyun Division, the soldier guarding the door saw that his boss had brought so many people with him when he returned from vacation. He immediately suspected that the boss might not really be on vacation, but was carrying out some secret mission behind their backs.

"Boss, what's going on?"

The soldier came up and asked, this group of people looked too miserable, their mouths were so swollen, what kind of inhuman treatment had they been subjected to?
Lu Baichuan pushed the person away: "Stop asking, lock the person in first."

Lu Baichuan walked inside while talking. Qin Jian happened to hear the news and came out to greet him. He glanced at the group of people behind him, but instead of gossiping, he smiled and said: "I'll tell you some bad news. The girl you brought in before, You won't be angry that I locked you up, right?"

He was still smiling playfully when he said this. Lu Baichuan frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Why are you so nervous? Are you feeling distressed?"

His careless look made him get punched by Lu Baichuan, but it wasn't with much force.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, you have no heart! It's okay if you don't take me with you for the past few days when you go home, but you hit me when we just met!"

"Do you know how I have spent these days? You don't even feel sorry for me!"

Lu Baichuan:......

Why had he only been home for a few days, and Qin Jian felt like he had been possessed by something unclean!
He simply didn't want to talk to him and continued walking inside. Qin Jian was unreliable, so he might as well ask Lou Chong.

Unexpectedly, Lou Chong and Ben were not there. When he turned around, he saw Qin Jian leaning against the door with an enchanting posture: "Xiao Chong rushed to eat your Luhei duck. I am the only one who still sticks to my post. It turns out that the Jian in my name is, It means sticking to your post..."

"Oh!"

Lu Baichuan kicked the door shut. If possible, he would weld it to death directly and determined not to let that devil in.

(End of this chapter)