The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 44 Revenge
The capital city is always the most prosperous place, with heavy traffic, people coming and going, and all kinds of people. But even the royal family has to live in accordance with the rules, because the Yuan Dynasty has the most strict prince who does not recognize his relatives.

At least on the surface, no one dared to cause trouble, because there were many soldiers from the Imperial City Administration patrolling every day, especially in the busy central streets, where they could be found almost every few corners. The security was so tight that people had no chance to do bad things, unless they wanted to go to jail.

Song Qingwan followed the man with the black mole to many places, all of which were shops. He seemed to be inspecting King Ping's industry, which involved food, clothing, housing and transportation. This was the foundation of a wealthy family.

It was almost noon when the man with the black mole arrived at the street of red houses. His arrogance became even more apparent as he visited each red house one by one, obviously coming here to consume rather than inspect.

Song Qingwan felt that she would not be able to find out more useful information from this person, so she wanted to expose herself deliberately. When passing by a red building, she looked at those beautiful women who were leaning against the building and smiling in fancy clothes with an ignorant and curious look.

She looks so pure and curious, wanting to taste the forbidden fruit but not daring to do so, which makes people want to hug her in their arms, hold her under their body and love her hard.

The girls thought so and did so.

A charming and seductive young lady came over, twisting her waist, and wrapped around Song Qingwan as softly and bonelessly as a snake, "Little brother, come and play, sister will love you."

Song Qingwan shuddered, her face pale with fear, she struggled in great excitement and panic, blurting out in a delicate female voice, "No! I don't want it~"

The last words of her voice even had a hint of crying, making her seem particularly helpless and pitiful. Everyone around her was stunned.

The charming young lady's body also froze, and she looked at Song Qingwan carefully from beginning to end in disbelief, and saw that the tall 'young man' had a blushing face at this time.

It was clearly a living woman, what a surprise! If she didn't make a sound, no one would have recognized her.

"Haha, it turns out to be a little girl."

"Oh, it's okay, young lady. The sisters can serve you just as well."

"Don't even think about it. If they're going to find someone, they're going to find Qingguan."

"Ha ha."

For a while, there were sounds of teasing and playing one after another.

The commotion here was not big or small, but it was enough to attract the attention of the man with the black mole. He turned his head and immediately met Song Qingwan's eyes.

Song Qingwan was frightened, her pupils shrank suddenly, and like a panicked little rabbit, she quickly hid behind the charming young lady.

"Little girl, what's wrong?" She was so scared that she looked so pitiful, right? The charming young lady couldn't help but care about her.

Song Qingwan pursed her lips and shook her head fiercely, then stretched her head out to take another look. When she saw the man with the black mole staring at her, she suddenly became anxious like an ant on a hot pan, wishing she could disappear on the spot so that he couldn't see her.

Finally, as if he could no longer bear the inner torment, he turned around a few times like a headless fly, and then ran backwards with staggering steps.

"Hey? Little girl" Is that man a monster? Everyone was puzzled.

Of course the man with the black mole recognized Song Qingwan at a glance, because she was also dressed in men's clothes at the time. He knew that Song Qingwan was not dead, but he did not expect that she would recover so quickly from her serious injuries and find him in the vast capital city.

Since he didn't kill Song Qingwan, it naturally didn't serve as a warning to Song Dalin, and he was even scolded by his master.

Then the master used another method to attack Song Dalin again, but failed in the end. Who knew that Song Qingwan would come to him at this time? Ha! God really helps me. This time, he must kill this girl.

The man with the black mole let go of the woman in his arms and ran in the direction Song Qingwan was running.

While running, Song Qingwan looked back from time to time. The tall and burly figure was still chasing her, and no matter how fast she ran, she couldn't run faster.

Then he panicked and ran further and further away, finally ending up in a deserted dead end.

Just as she was leaning against the wall to catch her breath, the man with the black mole chased after her and blocked the intersection that only two people could pass through.

"Where can you run to, daughter of Song Dalin?" A sinister voice sounded behind him.

Song Qingwan turned around slowly, her face very calm, without any panic from before, "Sure enough, the person who killed me that day was you?"

The man with the mole was stunned. He didn't expect Song Qingwan to not be afraid of him? Or had she already given up?
Looking at the bold and beautiful face opposite him, he had not noticed that she was surprisingly charming before. The man with the mole's eyes became more and more heated, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously. God treated him well, and he could enjoy himself before completing the task.

"So what if I kill you? Haha, this time, I'll rape you first and then kill you. If you obey me obediently, I can let you suffer less and die happily."

After the man with the black mole said this, he stepped closer and took off his clothes.

Song Qingwan was very calm, "I don't know you, why do you have to kill me?"

Before she died, of course she had to find out the reason clearly, so that the King of Hell wouldn't accuse her of killing people indiscriminately.

The quieter Song Qingwan was, the more it aroused the man with the mole's desire to conquer and abuse her. He was very much looking forward to seeing the look of despair and collapse frozen on her face when she died.

Let Song Dalin, a small official of the seventh rank, take a good look. He can never afford to offend the people above him. The eldest daughter is the first and the third daughter is the second.
"Who made your father block the way for others? A seventh-rank scumbag should behave like a seventh-rank scumbag. If you jump around recklessly, you will have to bear the consequences of your wife and children being separated and your family being destroyed."

The man with the black mole had a lewd smile on his face. He opened his clothes and was about to throw them aside when he suddenly thought of something.

He reached into his sleeve, quickly took out the powder and threw it at Song Qingwan, "It's better to add some ingredients to make it more flavorful. Anyway, this place is so remote, no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out."

Song Qingwan quickly stepped back and covered her mouth and nose, but because of the wind direction, she still inhaled a lot. However, it should have no effect in the short term, and it would be enough for her to kill the mole.

The man with the mole laughed with satisfaction, "You can't run away, hehehe"

Song Qingwan snorted coldly, "Who said I was going to run away? I said at the beginning, let the dog wash its neck and wait for me!"

The time for revenge has come. Song Qingwan quickly took out the dagger from her sleeve and attacked the man with the mole.

The speed was so fast that even the man with the mole, who was a kung fu master, couldn't defend himself in time. The dagger directly cut a deep mark on his arm, and blood spurted out immediately.

The man with the mole stepped back quickly in pain. He never thought that Song Qingwan had any skills. He clearly didn't feel any internal force from her. "You?!"

But Song Qingwan did not give the opponent a chance to breathe. She took out the momentum of a thousand horses galloping and quickly pursued the victory. Her methods were also extremely sharp, like a tiger descending from the mountain. And every move was deadly, like the ghost hand of the King of Hell stretched out to take his life.
　The 2nd round of PK is over!
　　Thank you all for your support, kids!
　　I hope that our joint efforts will lead to a hundred flowers blooming and a bountiful harvest of fruits! Welcome the arrival of the 3rd round. If you kneel down, just ignore what I said~~
　　I still love you guys! Be happy every day! Muah!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)