Stunning Goddess of Secret Service: Concubine Pride

May Dynasty.Calais.

It was a cold rainy day, and the drizzle was lingering and non-stop.

At the foot of a mountain in Mili Mountain, a team of sending off relatives is marching forward.

It was originally a cheerful piece of music, but on such a cold and rainy day, it seemed extremely cold.

When the sending-off team reached the mountain, suddenly there was a shrill bird song, and a group of men in black rushed out from the forest, waving big knives in their hands, and came towards this side. [

The sending-off team didn't sit still, the two gangs immediately fought and formed a ball, with the lights of knives flying, flesh and blood stained the hazy rainy day red.

When the fight was at a stalemate, suddenly another man walked out of the forest, with triangular eyes, a goatee, and the appearance of an acerbic charlatan.Behind him was a huge red spider. The vegetation it passed was barren, and it was instantly corroded into a black scorched patch, which showed its great toxicity.

"It's the Summoner!"

"Warcraft, run away!"

The send-off team that had vowed to resist to the death before disintegrated immediately, no longer caring about the brides in the sedan chair, each of them ran faster than anything else.

The men in black didn't chase after them either, and looked coldly at the fleeing crowd.

The man walked to the sedan chair and pulled up the curtain of the sedan chair.

The woman in the wedding dress in the sedan chair had her eyes closed tightly, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and a steel knife was stuck straight into her chest.

"Dead?" A lewd light flashed in the eyes of the man with triangular eyes, and he put down the car curtain with a sneer.

"You guys stay here." He pointed to the four men in black next to the sedan chair, and ordered in a cold voice. "Remember, you must wait until the Ninth Prince arrives, and serve this trash well in front of him."

"Military Master, this trash is dead."

"Slap!" The man in black who spoke was immediately slapped across the face, with bright red blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and half of his face immediately swelled up.

"I want you to rape the corpse!" Triangle's eyes flashed with a ferocious light. "Don't forget what you are here for today, and don't forget what His Highness's order is."

The man in black lowered his head, not daring to wipe the blood on his face.

"Subordinates know."

"It's good that you know." The triangular-eyed strategist snorted coldly, "Remember what I said, if you can't finish it, you don't have to come back."

"It's a military division!" Several people shouted in unison.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, he left with the rest of the people.

"Wang Shan, do you guys really want to... rape the corpse?" After everyone else left, the remaining four people looked at each other in blank dismay. The waste that everyone in the country knows. [

"Bah! Damn it, what else should I do, that bastard from the Xiao family looks like a fairy, and his thoughts are vicious, and he encourages His Highness to let the brothers do things that will kill your appetite when everyone is dead."

Wang Shan wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and looked at the sedan chair with sinister eyes. "Drag that trash out to me!"

The people next to them looked at each other and tore off the car curtain.

The red sedan chair was left alone in the mountains and forests, and the rainwater wet the sedan chair, turning it into a squishy dark red, as if it could not be washed and shed blood.

The eyes of the neatly dressed bride were closed, her little face without makeup was sickly pale.

Wang Shan came over, grabbed the lifeless man, pulled out the sedan chair with disgust on his face, and threw him on the muddy mountain road regardless.