Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 797
Someone appeared here, and those killers discovered it immediately. Their task was to kill the five people on the side and guard all the exits. Other irrelevant people should not care about it.

However, for some reason, Nan Surou's carriage turned around, and the assassins who had been lurking at the corner started to move.

Perhaps seeing that Nan Surou's carriage was driven by two weak women, they thought of killing people to silence them.

Dong Liu raised her eyebrows and said, "Master, they don't know what to do..."

"You two are against twenty, how much effort will it take to kill them all?" Nan Surou put down the file and said in a dark tone in Daqin language.

Because Mier is not familiar with Tianshengchao language, Nan Surou directly asked Dongliu and Mier.

Before Dongliu responded, Mi'er's eyes flickered and said, "It's easy."

"What if we just break their tendons and spare their lives?" Nan Surou asked again.

Mi'er responded without thinking: "It's a piece of cake."

"Then go." Nan Surou ordered lightly.

The corners of Mi'er's lips curled slightly, she put down the rein and her figure flashed.

Dong Liu hurriedly took the reins and continued to drive the car, saying: "Master, it would be much easier to kill them directly. Why did you let Mier do such a strenuous thing? Why spare their lives?"

"I have created a lot of karma since I was eight years old. I was young and ignorant at that time. Now that I have grown up, I should do less of these things. It can be regarded as accumulating virtue for myself." Nan Surou looked back on file.

Dong Liu frowned, thinking, Miss is getting worse and worse, these people are assassins, they must have killed a lot of people, killing them is doing justice for the heavens, the lady said she didn't want to do evil, but let Mier kill them They are all abolished. Although these people still have their lives, they will lose their lives by turning into waste when they return to their own organization. Otherwise, life is worse than death... This is not kindness at all. Be evil.

But Dong Liu would not speak out to dissuade, the master is only the master, and the master's decision is not something that slaves can talk about.

After a while, there were screams one after another in the cold wind behind the carriage, and Mier also quietly returned to her original position, driving the carriage with Dong Liu.

When the carriage turned a corner and walked to another road, it was a little closer to the place where 20 people besieged five people just now. Thirteen of the twenty people fell down, and one of the five people was killed. It became a seven-on-four situation.

The sound of fighting was loud and loud.

The assassins in ambush at the other two intersections saw the people who had just confronted Nan Surou and his party at a loss, they all became terrified and did not dare to chase after them.

The group of assassins who were fighting had no time to think about these things, and they didn't know Mier's power at all, but since their task was to kill those five people, naturally they would not care about people who were irrelevant.

The other [-] assassins on both sides were worried that Nan Surou and his party would meddle in this side's business, so they all rushed over.

Suddenly there were so many more people, the remaining four were already at the end of their strength. Some of the assassins were not good at martial arts, but they were so numerous that if the four could not escape, they would surely die.

At this moment, an old voice shouted from behind Nan Surou's carriage: "Don't go - save my son!"

Nan Surou never took her eyes off the file, and she didn't even intend to answer the person calling for help behind her.

Mi'er frowned, turned to Dongliu, "Sister, what did the old man behind you say?"

"He wants us to stop and save him." Dong Liu said, looking back, but said in his mouth: "Master didn't respond, we don't need to pay attention."

Dong Liu saw three people running towards this side protecting a young son.

These four people were covered in brocade clothes and clothes, which had already been soaked in blood, and they looked in a state of distress.

The young man who was being protected was obviously not a powerless person, his handsome face was pale, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

However, Dong Liu saw that such good-looking men were inherently hostile, she frowned, and urged Mi'er to speed up the carriage in Da Qin dialect.

But Mier and Dongliu had different personalities, and she wished that those trash would come up and fight her for two rounds to relieve her itchy hands.

Ever since, the carriage continued to move very slowly, and the four people ran away desperately, and soon caught up.

The other three people who desperately escorted the young son were obviously seriously injured, but they still tried their best to protect him.

Nan Surou's indifferent voice floated from the carriage, and she said to Mi'er in Daqin language: "Mi'er, these people are all rookies, what's the fun? I'll take you to fight against powerful people in a few days, Now, drive me faster!"

After hearing Nan Surou's words, Mi'er's eyes lit up suddenly, and her hands moved quickly.

However, when Nan Surou uttered these words, the people behind them understood, and their complexions suddenly turned pale.

The young man shouted in broken Daqin dialect: "Miss—don't go—save us, if miss saves us, we will be very grateful!"

Thanks again?

Nan Surou would not agree to such a illusory condition.

Life is gone, what else can be used as a bargaining chip?
Besides, if those people were rescued, and the leader said "there is no way to repay the great kindness and virtue, so I promise it with my body", wouldn't Nan Surou be even more depressed?
Best not to save!
Nan Surou hates trouble the most, and she remains unmoved.

Seeing that the carriage in front of him would not save him, the young master immediately shouted anxiously again: "10 taels of silver!"

The carriage did not stop.

The old man in front had no way out, his complexion was ashen, no matter how fiercely the assassin behind him was chasing him, he threw out his palm with all his strength, pushed the young master suddenly, and stood in front of a group of assassins with the other two, making room for the young master. time to escape.

Murong Zhen gritted his teeth, gathered his strength and ran towards Nan Surou's carriage.

At the moment of life and death, Murong Zhen jumped onto the roof of Nan Surou's carriage regardless of his face, gritted his teeth, and rolled directly from the roof towards the interior of the carriage.

With a "bang -" sound, the candle that Nan Surou had just lit was wiped out by the strong wind of this unexpected guest.

Nan Surou suddenly closed the file, staring at the bloody man with a cold face in the dark.

When Murong Zhen got up from the ground, relying on the voice from outside, he knew that his three guards were about to be overwhelmed, and just about to speak, there was a "pop--", in the darkness, Murong Zhen found that he was being dumped by someone. She slapped her face, lost her eyesight, and fell back to the floor of the carriage.

Both Dongliu and Mier had sullen faces and exclaimed. "master--"

"I'm fine..." Nan Surou said coldly, she saw through the curtain that the killer behind her had already chased her, and her complexion became even colder.

Murong Zhen was shocked when he saw Nan Surou's beautiful face through the cold moonlight from outside.

Murong Zhen was overwhelmed by the beauty in front of him, and before he could recover, the carriage stopped suddenly.

A gust of wind swept by.

The outside of the carriage was already surrounded by black-clothed assassins.

(End of this chapter)