Chapter 67 Cute Harmless Little Sheep

   "Girls don't need to worry, the government is already investigating the case, I believe it will come to light."

Aunt    was afraid that her words would scare them, so she added another sentence.

  Feng Qianwei didn't take this matter to heart, after all, she was too far away.

  There is a slum on the west side of the city. Most of the people living in it are from the bottom. It is also a very chaotic place. It is difficult to find out what to do.

   "Xiaohuan, let's go."

  Xu Jinhuan did not ask her where she was going, he followed her, no matter where she was going, as long as she was willing to take him, he would follow her.

  As soon as the two got up to leave, Feng Qianwei pushed her mustache away and jumped aside.

  The next moment, a sharp arrow came through the air, and the arrow sank into the trunk of the tree.

   "Sister, are you okay?"

  Xuewanghuan didn't expect that someone would dare to do this in broad daylight, and asked in a panic.

   "I'm fine, you stay by my side, don't be afraid."

  Feng Qianwei has strong perception, so she can avoid the sharp arrows before.

"Wow--"

  The little girl was so scared that she burst into tears, and the aunt quickly took her and ran away from this place of right and wrong in a cart.

  There are usually not many people at the entrance of this alley. There is no need to pay for setting up a stall here, and there are not many people at the moment.

   "Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!"

  A few more sharp arrows came through the air, and Feng Qianwei pulled her beard and dodged it. She took out the silver needle she was carrying, dodges the sharp arrows, and approached the archer.

  The most shocking thing at the moment was the archer. He didn't have one of his arrows. Feng Qianwei seemed to be able to predict the direction of the sharp arrow, and she managed to avoid it with the individual.

  But he didn't understand why she didn't run away, but came towards him instead.

"brush!"

  The silver needle in her hand flew out, and then a figure fell heavily to the ground.

   "Is he dead?"

  Xinhuan, I didn’t expect that Feng Qianwei could defeat the archer. Is this really the weak Miss Feng family?

   "I'm not dead, I'm just in a coma. Will you tie people up?"

Feng Qianwei asked, Xu Jinhuan nodded immediately, found an old vine, tied the man firmly, and dragged it to a remote alley.

  There are three hideous scars on the man's face, and his face is full of flesh, which is completely fierce.

   "This person should be the killer of last night."

  She remembers the figure of that person and will not misidentify the person.

  "From now on, what do I ask, what do you answer, if you find you lied, then you don’t want to know the consequences."

  Feng Qianwei gave him a shot and he woke up.

   "I will definitely cooperate."

  The man replied hypocritically, but there were countless thoughts in his mind, even if he was nonsense, no one knew.

  "Advise you to never underestimate women."

  Feng Qianwei saw his disdainful look, and a silver needle fell in his hand, and he suddenly broke into cold sweat, and his whole body was not well.

  He never knew that a thin silver needle could be so painful that he could not wait to hit him to death.

  "You...how can you be like this...you haven't asked any questions..."

  The man’s voice was trembling, even if he was such a fierce man, he could not hold on to a shot in her hand.

   "When you attacked me, you didn't tell me in advance!"

Feng Qianwei said innocently, like a cute little sheep, absolutely harmless.

  However, someone who was in great pain just knelt on the ground.

   "Please... pull out the needle."

  "Tell me about your origins, the master behind the scenes, and everything I want to know. You can talk about it. If I am satisfied, I will consider your proposal."

  Feng Qianwei has a harmless smile on her face, but in the heart of this man, her methods are terrible.

   "I say, I say everything."

  He said quickly.

  "If you tell lies, I still have needles here. Please remind me that with each needle, the pain doubles."

  Feng Qianwei's words make him fall into an ice cave.

  　 Today is the Southern New Year, I wish the little snowflakes a happy New Year! ^_^

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)