Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 200 Destroyed in prison (1)

Han Qing yelled angrily: "Scar, you might as well catch me."

The corner of Dao Scar's mouth twitched, he didn't want a ghostly and clever bitch!If he fell into this bastard's way again, he would only have half his life left!

Dao Scar ignored Han Qing at all, and ordered with a ferocious expression on his face: "Catch him."

Han Qing was flustered, and said anxiously to Lin Youtian, "Today I prepared a box of silver needles, about a hundred of them, which will definitely kill these bandits!"

Lin Youtian shook his head and shook her little hand: "Single-shot sleeve arrow, when you succeed in changing the needle, they will have pinned you to the ground."

After saying that, he whispered in her ear again, "Go back, the iron pillar is behind."

After saying that, Han Qing's body trembled, the little bandit dragged Lin Youtian out of the carriage in a daze, and she was also held down by her arms from left to right.

"and many more!"

Lin Youtian yelled loudly: "I can't sprint because of a bad leg, why don't you lift my wheelchair and walk by myself."

Seeing the latter's reluctance, Lin Youtian smiled and said, "Why don't you carry me?"

"..."

The little bandit was reluctant to get into the car and carry the wheelchair. Taking advantage of the time when the other party turned his head, Lin Youtian shot a sleeve arrow and wounded the bandit who was holding Han Qing down.

Han Qing broke free from the restraints, and immediately got on the horse in one go.

The horseshoes turned to the sky, broke through the encirclement, and fled in an instant.

Seeing this, Scar almost bit off his tongue.

"Fuck!"

Dao Scar cursed and pointed at Lin Youtian: "Chop off his hand!"

Seeing that the big knife was about to fall on him, Lin Youtian hurriedly rolled over, narrowly avoiding it.

Pain came from his lower body, but he didn't seem to have heard it.

As long as Qing'er finds Tie Zhu, everything will be accomplished, now there is only time to delay and wait for help!

The sleeve arrow slipped from his hand, Lin Youtian smiled: "Do you know this thing?"

"Sleeve arrow?"

Scar gritted his teeth in hatred, it was this thing that caused him to stumble!
Lin Youtian raised his eyebrows: "Sleeve arrows are not rare, but for ordinary people, they are still a rare hidden weapon. If a master gets this thing, it will definitely be even more powerful."

"This great king is already brave and mighty!" Dao Scar smiled contemptuously, and immediately said: "Old Five, bring it to me!"

"Yes, boss."

The fifth child swallowed his saliva, and tremblingly walked towards Lin Youtian, for fear that the latter would hit him with a needle.

Lin Youtian put the sleeve arrow back into his sleeve, and said with a smile, "What's the use of a sleeve arrow? Don't you want the whole village to have one?"

After speaking, the eyes of the bandits around them lit up, and longing rose in their eyes.

Scar sneered coldly, "What do you mean!"

"This sleeve arrow is from my hand."

Lin Youtian tried his best to slow down his voice, not only to delay time, but also to make his voice more stable and powerful.

When Dao Scar heard this, he was excited and wanted to go forward, but when he thought that Lin Youtian still had a sleeve arrow on him, he stopped.

He couldn't help becoming angry and said: "Hmph, my lord can spare you and hand over the sleeve arrows on your body!"

Lin Youtian glanced left and right, and suddenly rubbed his legs: "Of course the Xiujian belongs to the king, but if you can lift my wheelchair, I will show it to you personally."

"Stop playing tricks on me!"

"Your Majesty won't be afraid of me being a useless person, will you?"

"Don't put gold on your face, the thin man lifts the wheelchair off."

Lin Youtian frowned slightly, Qing'er was riding a horse, according to the distance, he should see the iron pillar at this moment, just delay for a while!

He propped himself up and slowly sat on the wheelchair, and under the watchful eyes of nearly a hundred people, he slowly took out the sleeve arrow.

Suddenly, Lao Wu and the thin man put the knife on his neck, and the sharp blade drew traces of blood.

Scar smiled cruelly, stretched out his hand to grab the sleeve arrow, and pointed it directly at Lin Youtian's forehead.

"Hahahaha, let me die!"

In the nick of time, the neighing sound of the fierce horse resounded!

(End of this chapter)