Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1911 The Law of the Wicked (2)

A neat and heavy team came over, those people wore black clothes and held sticks in their hands.

Guns in this world are not particularly versatile, because there have been incidents where the guns of the Starry Night City team were robbed by dungeons before.

So those people would rather not bring it, the risk is higher, and they are determined not to be cheap to the people below.

The whole street was full of smog, and the wind stirred up dust and paper scraps on the ground, making it look a little depressed.

And a girl wearing slippers, short sleeves and shorts, with messy hair and a simple braid, wandered around in this environment.

The shop next door sells utensils, such as short knives, which are very suitable for self-defense.

The people below can have a booth here, and they also have something on them.

After all, this place is not big, so it is natural to have a fierce fight to occupy the position.

"Inferior people, who are the people who sneak up to trade today?" The leader stopped three steps away from Jiang Cha, and then asked.

There was contempt and disdain in his eyes.

This is Starry Night City's innate sense of superiority.

"I don't know, I'm sleeping today." Jiang Cha tried the knives and finally chose a sickle.

It looks like a scythe but can be retracted. She has been craving this thing for a long time, but the man next door refused to give it to her.

I originally planned to find time to fight with people, but now it seems that I don't need it.

"Lie." The man signaled others to chase after him with his eyes, and he and two or three others stayed behind, looking at Jiang Cha with cold eyes, "Stealing in public is a death penalty."

"Don't bb, let's fight." Jiang Cha scratched his hair and rushed over first.

One of them was a little confused, he didn't expect her to move so fast.

He hurriedly used the iron rod in his hand to block it, but was split in two.

The man was dumbfounded.

Jiang Cha was not surprised, the stick in that person's hand was genuine, but the sickle in her hand was made of rare materials.

This is why she is so rare about this scythe.

Also because of the rare materials, the price is very high, and the shop owner can't give it to him, and other people think the price is expensive, so they don't buy it.

The man took two steps back and staggered, Jiang Cha immediately approached again.

The others were not vegetarian either, they all came up with iron bars.

Ginger tea cuts iron like mud with a sickle.

After the stick is broken, it is a human being.

Having lived here for 18 years, she has seen too many deaths, and ginger tea has no pressure on killing people.

What's more, in this kind of environment, she is like a fish in water.

The tip of the knife was inserted into the man's neck, and she turned her body to drive the blade.

Blood flew out and splashed all over the person next to him.

She was very kind, and she was killed with a knife, which did not cause too much pain.

Seeing how powerful this woman is, the leading captain was a little flustered.

"Go on." He backed away slowly, letting the others come forward and wait.

The other two had weak legs, but they had to bite the bullet and go up to die.

Seeing that the team leader ran away, Jiang Cha didn't chase after him.

She is getting tired of the life below, and it's time for her to play big.

Seeing the three people lying in a pool of blood, Jiang Cha calmly took back the sickle, went to a clothes stall and pulled a piece of cloth to wipe the sickle.

The handle of the sickle was very delicate, and she couldn't put it down when she touched it. It was not easy to find a weapon that was convenient for her.

She ignored those three people and let them lie down. Anyway, when those people come back, they will definitely deal with them.

She went back to her shop and opened the door.

There is one room inside, the toilet, kitchen and room are all in one space, but Ginger Tea is a little more particular about separating these spaces with curtains.

She usually sets up a stall, selling rare goods from above.

In fact, it is jewelry that looks fancy but not useful, but someone buys it.

Jiang Cha opened the drawer, looked at a black gemstone, and felt that it was very suitable to be inlaid on her sickle. It seemed that she had to convince the master blacksmith next door to agree.

(End of this chapter)