Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 46 Her Little Heart (2)

Immediately, she felt a whisper in her heart.

Why is it different from what you said beforehand?
Didn't it mean that she was asked to find a way to cut ingredients into the bandit's diet, and after the bandit fell, she would send a signal to tell them to do it?
Why did Murong Li do it now?

Could it be a play arranged by the head to test her?
Shen Jingshu's heart sank, and he picked up the tea cup in front of him to drink water, so that he could pretend to urinate urgently later, and wait until the bandits were poisoned, and then came out to send the real signal flare.

But at the moment when the cup was brought close to his lips, he smelled a smell that did not belong to tea in the cup.

Under the cover of the tea fragrance, it is impossible for ordinary people to smell the medicine mixed in it.

But for her, who has been immersed in various poisons and drugs for a long time, the smell is very clear.

Biting her lip, she put down her cup, and looked out of the hall nervously, looking forward to Murong Li's attack on the cottage and her smooth return home.

Someone has been staring at her, sharp and cold like a beast dormant in the depths of a cave, and she knows that he is the master.

She stirred under the table with both hands, closing her eyes and pretending to pray for a while, and staring outside helplessly for a while.

Then she suddenly covered her stomach and touched it with her hands, with an anxious expression on her face.

She pretended to bear it for a while, then stood up and hurried out.

There was a sudden noise behind him.

The hairs all over her body stood on end with a "shua", and even her scalp became tense.

She didn't need to turn her head to know that the big master couldn't hold back his move.

He really doubted her!

But she didn't panic.

He quietly touched the hidden weapon in his sleeve, quickly dodged to the side when the sound of the wind was approaching, and turned around to launch the poisonous needle at the same time.

"Whizzing!"

The poisonous needle pierced through the air, and shot at the person in the air with a cold killing intent.

The big master's cold eyes sank, he twisted his figure in mid-air, and avoided it.

After landing on the ground, he immediately got up, brandished a big knife and rushed towards Shen Jingshu again.

The knife in his hand is very special, the blade is like a moonbow like a sickle axe, and the tip is curved with a cold hook.

Cold Hook shone coldly under the lights, like a cold moon shining on a frozen icy lake, making people feel chills in their hearts.

In an instant, Shen Jingshu drew a bloody picture in his mind. In the picture, someone was stabbed by the cold knife and bleeding profusely. In the pool of blood, there are also internal organs hooked out by the cold hook...

She shuddered Lingling.

No wonder the magistrate of Danyang said that this person is extremely vicious, and even likes to use such a perverted tool to kill people. How can this person's mind be normal?

All thoughts passed in a flash, while Shen Jingshu dodged, his hands kept touching the mechanism of the poison needle box.

She had already filled the dark box of the hidden weapon with more than a hundred poisonous needles, so she was not at all worried that the poisonous needles would disappear suddenly.

Suddenly, the three women who were watching the play fell to the ground one after another, and Shen Jing noticed with sharp eyes that a strange color flashed across the face of the head, and his dodging movements were suddenly not as flexible as before.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and she smiled softly.

"What? Do you suddenly feel that your hands and feet are not bright enough and your body doesn't listen to you?"

The head of the family had a murderous look on his face, and he gritted his teeth: "What did you do?"

"Oh, actually I didn't do anything." She said in a calm tone, "I just added some special seasonings to your meals."

"Are you poisoning?" The head of the family said in a deep voice.

"Well, it's just a little bit, the size of a soybean." She admitted honestly.

(End of this chapter)