deadly mantra

Chapter 62 Do I seem to be a very greedy person?
Bao Jingtong felt his heart tremble at the sight of him, and soon a layer of goosebumps appeared on his arms.

Lu Wenxing quickly looked away from Bao Jingtong's face and turned to look at the rustling big sack, a flash of disgust flashing in his eyes.

"I have a bad appetite and have been a picky eater since I was a child. I am not as lucky as brother Jing Tong to eat everything. You can do as you like without bothering to greet me."

A smile spread across Lu Wenxing's face, exuding a bad taste.

Bao Jingtong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The city has been uneasy recently, and his grandfather was worried about his safety, so he spent a lot of money to hire a killer from Netherworld Pavilion to protect him personally.

This killer is none other than Lu Wenxing.

Although Bao Jingtong and Lu Wenxing have an employment relationship, when Lu Wenxing sits down, his sharp and cold aura cannot be controlled by Bao Jingtong.

Therefore, Bao Jingtong is more like Lu Wenxing's follower.

Now, seeing that Lu Wenxing was not interested and would not stop his interest, Bao Jingtong stood up impatiently and walked towards the big sack in two or three steps.

Lu Wenxing slowly lowered his head and turned his jade finger in circles, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

During this period, Bao Jingtong has been suppressed by Bao Simu and has not gone out to "find food" for a long time.

After finally encountering a beautiful woman who fell from the sky, he was already in a state of excitement and his patience reached the extreme.

Without waiting for his servants to take action, Bao Jingtong unsealed the sack himself.

As the sack was opened, a strange aroma mixed with medicinal aroma rushed into Bao Jingtong's face.

Bao Jingtong felt a ball of hot air rushing to his head, his legs and feet went weak, and he almost fell down.

Bao Jing was so focused on the beauty that he was not aware of the subtle changes in his body.

However, Lu Wenxing immediately smelled the smell, which was the unique aroma of herbs of the Miao ethnic group.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

Seeing Bao Jingtong tearing his clothes apart, he couldn't wait to press on him.

The girl who was bullied by him screamed in horror, but she could only scream.

The girl was quite embarrassed. Her messy hair completely covered her face, making it difficult for people to see her appearance clearly. Her white clothes had turned into a dirty color, and only her jade neck showed an alluring whiteness.

hiss-

Bao Jingtong tore his sleeves apart with brute force and threw them behind him.

With a clang, a jade pendant was wrapped around the corner of the sleeve, rolled to Lu Wenxing's feet, and bumped into the sole of his boot.

Lu Wenxing squinted his eyes, glanced down, and recognized that it was the token of the Miao leader.

At this time, the aroma of medicine in the room became stronger and stronger, exuding a murderous ferocity that could kill people.

Lu Wenxing opened his mouth, about to remind Bao Jingtong.

"Bang-"

A loud bang.

The door was kicked open.

A blue figure rushed in, grabbed Bao Jingtong's shoulders, pulled him up from the girl's body, kicked Bao Jingtong in the stomach, and then punched him again.

Immediately, another silhouette rushed in, quickly took off his clothes, covered the trembling victim, turned around, drew his sword, and was about to stab Bao Jingtong in the chest.

The blue figure in front was none other than Bao Simu.

The one who drew the sword was naturally Feng Xiaoyao.

Lu Wenxing did not stand up. He waved his left hand and the wine glass on the table hit the sword in Feng Xiaoyao's hand like a sharp blade, forcefully knocking Feng Xiaoyao back seven or eight meters. "Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others. You two, if you want to deal with my employer, should you first ask me what I want?"

Lu Wenxing said, stood up, and struck Bao Simu in the back with a sharp palm.

"Be careful!" Feng Xiaoyao rushed over with her sword. After blocking the blow, she grabbed Bao Simu's collar, lifted her off Bao Jingtong and threw her aside.

"Thank you!" Bao Simu said to Feng Xiaoyao after he stood firm, while taking out the soft whip from his waist.

Bao Jingtong collapsed on the ground. Just now he felt like the world was spinning. Before he could see who it was, there was a burst of punches and kicks.

At this moment, he saw Bao Simu's face clearly. Like a mouse seeing its natural enemy, he trembled with fright. He didn't care to cry out in pain, quickly got up and hid behind Lu Wenxing.

With a backer, Bao Jingtong felt confident. With veins popping out of his forehead, he pointed at Bao Simu and cursed:
"Bao Simu! It's you who ruined my good deeds again! Brother Wenxing, as long as you beat her down and make her surrender to me, I will let my father triple the original commission!"

Lu Wenxing showed a dangerous and evil smile:
"Do I seem to be a very greedy person?"

Bao Jingtong looked nervous, thinking he had said something wrong. He was about to explain when he heard Lu Wenxing say slowly:

"Of course I am greedy for money. How can it be enough to only double the amount? She is the eldest lady of the Good Sword Alliance."

Bao Jingtong's eyes lit up and he said happily:
"Four times! No, six times! I asked my father to increase the commission six times! As long as you teach her a lesson for me! I will go back and ask my father to give you the money immediately!"

Lu Wenxing smiled with satisfaction:

"make a deal."

Feng Xiaoyao had just fought Lu Wenxing twice and knew that this man was not weak in martial arts and that she was no match for him. Listening to their conversation again, she secretly guessed that this man was most likely a professional killer, so he retreated to Bao Simu
Beside him, he whispered:

"Baozi, protect that girl and leave, shout loudly."

Bao Simu asked confusedly:

"Shout? Shout for what?"

"Call for help."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloodthirsty murderous aura hit him head on. Feng Xiaoyao did not dare to neglect and immediately responded with all his strength.

The sword in Lu Wenxing's hand is three feet long and has a very strange shape. The sword body is curved like water flow. The sword technique is weird and it is a move that Feng Xiaoyao has never seen before.

After a few moves, Feng Xiaoyao was forced to the point where he couldn't resist, but on the surface, he still discussed with a playful smile:
"Sir, how about we pay ten times the commission?"

Lu Wenxing's eyes wavered slightly.

Bao Jingtong hid aside and immediately shouted at the top of his voice:
"Twenty times!"

Feng Xiaoyao glared at Bao Jingtong fiercely:
"The market for killers is becoming more and more rampant just because of you scum!"

In Lu Wenxing's almost breathless moves, Feng Xiaoyao was unable to dodge, and a bloody mark was cut on his neck.

"Back off!" A soft whip was thrown out, wrapping around the sword blade that was about to pierce Feng Xiaoyao's abdomen, and Bao Simu joined in the melee.

It was difficult for Feng Xiaoyao to deal with it alone, but at least he would not be distracted. Bao Simu's joining would not do anything except increase the burden on him.

Lu Wenxing is a killer, and killers only care about money. Whoever gives more money will do things for him.

How could he care about Bao Simu's identity, let alone be afraid of him.

Therefore, Lu Wenxing's evil sword attacked fiercely, a burst of sword light flashed, and the strong sword energy went straight to Bao Simu's ribs.

Feng Xiaoyao immediately rushed forward, grabbed Bao Simu's shoulder, and pulled him back. At the same moment, he drew his sword to meet him.

bass--

The sword in Lu Wenxing's hand accurately stabbed Feng Xiaoyao's arm.

(End of this chapter)