The young lady has golden fingers

Chapter 208 My master will come to you!

The middle-aged man was very surprised when he heard the word psychic.

After all, in today's society, there are not many people who understand psychic techniques.

When a layman sees his attire, at most he thinks he is a Taoist priest.

But only an insider would call a psychic.

"Dare to use virgin blood to practice sorcery. It seems that your master died early and didn't teach you what to do and what not to do..." Di Jiuyuan glanced at the small movements of the middle-aged man's hand from the corner of his eye. , He didn't take it seriously at all, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Those who ride horses are really retarded!
Knowing the art of psychic, but still need to use a gun to save his life.

The middle-aged man in the cyan Taoist robe took out a gun with lightning speed, and the moment the black muzzle raised his hand, he pointed it directly at Di Jiuyuan, and then pulled the trigger.

"I don't know what to do and what not to do, but the thing you should regret most in your life is stepping here!"

The middle-aged man thought that the bullet should penetrate the young girl's heart.

So when he speaks, he is full of ambition.

Di Jiuyuan flew over with a blade, her hand speed was astonishingly fast, and the explosive force with which her wrist was thrown was by no means what normal people could achieve.

The bullet and the blade fell to the ground at the same time.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face was unbelievable.

How could this be?
This is impossible!

Di Jiuyuan walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

Every time you take a step, a blade flies out of your fingertips.

The first blade cut the hamstring of his left foot, and a trace of blood sprayed out.

Action, fast, accurate, ruthless!

By the time the other party reacted, he had already fallen to the ground, rolling in pain.

Second blade, right hamstring.

The third blade severed the kneecap of the left leg.

Fourth blade, kneecap of right leg.

Fifth blade, left eye.

……

Di Jiuyuan walked a total of eight steps.

Lu Qi saw her throw out eight blades with his own eyes, and now he feels that Sister Yuan's shooting just now is not a big deal, this kind of lively abuse is called real cruelty!

He had seen Boss Long's methods of extorting a confession by torture, but to be honest, those methods were nothing compared to Sister Yuan's.

And most importantly, this is not torture at all!

If you look at Sister Yuan's cat-and-mouse expression, you can tell that she is clearly bored and wants to have some fun!

Or, she just thought it was fun!

You really scared me to death, my sister Yuan!
"I didn't even think about doing anything to you, why did you do anything to me?" Di Jiuyuan stepped on the middle-aged man's throat, and there was a little regret in the crisp voice.

What a shame!

She didn't say she wanted to kill him, but there is always a mental retardation who wants to kill me!

"My master...will not let you go..." The psychic who had his legs cut off, his eyes were poked out, and his body was covered in blood smeared tremblingly.

"Huh?" Di Jiuyuan rubbed his shoe on his neck with great interest, like a cat teasing a mouse, "Tell me who is your master?"

She likes this kind of desperate psychic.

If she wants to gain a firm foothold in the Emperor's family, she must not lose her psychic skills. She likes to find some desperate people to practice her skills every once in a while.

When the time comes to deal with the mentally retarded group of Emperor's family, it will be easier to change some tricks.

In order to avoid them always complaining about her behind her back, there is no other way except skinning and hacking into pieces.

"My master will come to you...you wait..." The psychic almost fainted from the pain, his eyes had been poked blind, he couldn't see anything, he could only utter harsh words over and over again.

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