MTL - Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual-Chapter 279 acquaintance

  Chapter 279 Acquaintance

   "Interesting, it seems that we have several newcomers."

  After the man finished speaking, he stood up: "Since we know each other, let's go and have a look together." After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the people around him: "Go and call the surveillance."

"OK."

  When the two walked to the door of the alarm, the sound inside the door was already extremely weak. The man raised his hand against the door lock, and with a slight force, the lock cylinder cracked with a click, and the door opened in response.

  As soon as the room was opened, a strong smell of blood came to the face. The gasps of a dying person echoed throughout the room, and the sweet voice of a girl.

   "Ah—" She looked up at them in disappointment, and said unhappily, "You guys came too soon, why didn't you wait for me to finish peeling his skin before you come? It's a disappointment."

  The girl was wearing a snow-white bathrobe, which was already stained with blood clots. Her shoulder-length curly hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, with clean and gentle brown eyes.

   But the scene at her feet is a stark contrast.

  Blood flowed all over the ground, forming a small pool of blood. The man who was stepped on by her was cut open from the skin of the neck by a knife, and the blood flowed down the back of his neck and down the spine line, as if he was taking off a piece of clothing, the skin on the entire back had been It is completely separated to the two sides, but the fat of the muscles and blood vessels under the skin is still intact, and the pulsation of the blood vessels can even be seen.

  Like a scene of purgatory.

  The man was dying, and blood gushed from his mouth.

  Not far away was a waiter curled up, hiding in a corner with his arms folded, not daring to say a word.

  Seeing that the door was suddenly opened, the two people looked like people who suddenly saw hope in a desperate situation, their eyes were bright, and they stared closely at the people at the door, hoping that they could save themselves.

  But no one dared to make a sound to ask for help.

  The man at the door looked at the girl a few times, turned a blind eye to the **** scene in the room, and said with a smile: "The little girl is a bit fierce. Are you here to find us?"

  The girl lifted her foot, walked out of the pool of blood, thought for a while and asked, "Looking for you? Who are you?"

  The man was surprised and said: "You didn't look for us, what are you doing here?"

The girl's plain fingers were lightly coiled, as if the fingertips were wrapped with a ribbon, but in fact, it was a butterfly knife with blood stains, and she turned it into pieces of silver light: "Come to the bar, of course I want to drink. "

She said, pointing to the waiter in the corner: "Look, your people don't regard customers as gods. What I want is Emmargot, but he just wants to bring me something else to drink. Although the taste It's not bad, but it's not what I want, is it?"

  The man was startled, he didn't expect this. But he only thought about it for two seconds before continuing to laugh and say: "That's very sorry, it's our fault. So as compensation, how about I ask the lady to buy shares? No need for funds, just give the lady a part of the shares, and the lady can take it directly in the future." Dividend."

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't answer his words. Instead, she frowned and looked at the bathrobe and blood-stained hands she was wearing, and said in a low voice, "It's so dirty. Wait here, I'll go I'll come back to chat with you after cleaning up."

  After she finished speaking, she walked quickly towards the bathroom. The moment she opened the bathroom door with her hand, she suddenly turned her head, stared at them and said with a sweet smile, "I'll chat later, so don't run away."

   There was a woman in the bathroom who screamed in fright when she saw the girl push open the door that was locked by her. But in the next second, seeing the girl's frown furrowed, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, trying to suppress the scream that came out of her mouth.

  The girl frowned, then let go, ignoring the woman, turned on the faucet to wash away the blood stains on her hands and the butterfly knife, then took off the blood-stained bathrobe and threw it aside.

  She looked down at her shoes. Blood spots were splashed on the upper, which was especially conspicuous on the white upper.

   "Use, use this to wipe it off." The woman's trembling voice sounded, and a snow-white towel was handed to her eyes.

   "Thank you." The girl took it, then dipped in water to wipe the shoes clean, and the smile on her face widened.

  She returned the towel to the woman, lowered her eyes and said, "Remember to go out later."

   "Okay, okay!"

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  The two outside the bathroom were chatting against the door.

The man looked at Cang Qing, and asked: "Do you see anything? It should be a bloodline person, right? Ordinary little girls, but not so powerful." As he spoke, he glanced at the skinned man on the ground, his eyes seemed to be watching The ants who could be trampled to death with one foot continued: "Although he is just a waste, he is still a bloodline man after all, so he doesn't even have a chance to fight back."

  Cang Qing's hat was pulled up by him to cover the top of his head, a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth were faintly visible: "She is Jiang Lan."

  The man's expression was stiff.

   "Jianlan? Her?"

   Cang Qing seemed to be very happy to see other people's unbelievable appearances, and smiled even more happily. He tilted his head, and one eye was exposed under the hood, staring at the man's funny expression: "Why? Isn't it like?"

  The man's mood was indescribable for a while.

  Jiang Lan's reputation among them is not insignificant. After all, most of them act recklessly, and they often provoke vendettas. And the people in the dark are the people who come into contact with them most often, whether it is to accept their mission to kill them, or to kill them.

   Because of this, they can more or less know some things in the dark.

  For example, Jiang Lan, who is currently ranked at the end of the blood card, is actually enough to defeat the Lord of the Dark Day, Qiu Chengwu.

   Another example, Jiang Lan is a woman.

  But no one expected that Jiang Lan is such a young girl, and she is so cute and cute, but her methods are also very cruel.

   But this ruthlessness is actually quite normal among them, not even outstanding. There are many neuropathy in "Returning to God", and Cang Qing beside him is one of them.

  Cang Qing stared at his unpredictable expression, but didn't say anything anymore, grinning at the corner of his mouth.

  The sound of water in the bathroom stopped after a while, and it wasn't a **** person who came out again, but a girl in a pink long-sleeved dress. With a lovely smile on her face, she took two brisk steps forward to pick up the glasses on the table. After putting them on, she became even more cute.

  She turned her head to look at the two people at the door, waved her hand and said hello, "How are you, uncle. So you look like this. You have a scar on your chin, so let's call you Uncle Scarface."

  The man already knew that the delicate and soft girl in front of him was actually Jiang Lan, and the smile on his face was serious: "Ms. Jiang Lan, my name is Zhou Tong."

   "You don't need to tell me your name, I won't remember it anyway." Jiang Lan refused. She looked at the scene in the house, and sighed: "Okay, that's it, the skin is too ugly. Let's go."

  Zhou Tong said urgently: "Miss Jianglan stay here, I want to invite Miss to join us, do you have any intention?"

   "Okay, let's go."

  Before Zhou Tong could utter the words to persuade him, Jiang Lan had already agreed first, which made him stunned.

  Jiang Lan walked to Cang Qing's side a few steps, looked at him with a smile, and then asked suddenly: "I just saw you at the bar, what's your name?"

   Zhou Tong suffocated for breath, and his heart was finished.

   Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Lan's words came out, Cang Qing's face suddenly darkened. He asked, "Have you forgotten?"

   Jiang Lan said with a smile: "I don't remember."

   "Swipe!" A sharp piercing sound suddenly appeared.

  Jiang Lan took two steps back, but this sound was only the beginning, shadows flew over one after another, all of them were small knives, flying towards her deadly position.

  Jiang Lan's smile remained undiminished, a butterfly knife twirled around his fingertips, the silver light and shadow dazzled people, and the crisp metal impact resounded in the room. In a few breaths, dozens of small knives were opened and sank into the wall.

  She said softly: "Why do you like to use a knife without saying hello? It's too hard to think about using a knife in front of me."

   Zhou Tong has already retreated to the corner, staring at the two of them.

   It is said that Cang Qing is only at the same level as him, but that is because he has never participated in management matters. In fact, he is probably at the top level.

   And Jiang Lan is Hun Zhou's top strength.

   Really fighting with gods.

   None of Cang Qing's knives touched Jiang Lan, and all of them were smashed into the wall by her butterfly knife. But Cang Qing's knives seemed to be endless, flying out from his fingertips continuously. At first, these knives were just shot by him, but after a few minutes, these knives seemed to have life. Even if they were smashed into the wall by Jiang Lan, they could still struggle for a few seconds and then fly out from the wall, automatically attacking Jiang Lan.

  Jiang Lan could see this at a glance, but she wasn't nervous at all, instead she became more and more happy, and the eyes staring at Cang Qing almost lit up.

  The butterfly knife in her hand was also turned over by her, leaving only the shadow of the knife, and the sound of "ping, ping, ping, pong, pong" continued. Finally, after a soft sound, the butterfly knife in her hand broke in two and fell to the ground.

  Cang Qing's knife had seven or eight broken blades, and Jiang Lan's ordinary butterfly knife can last until now before it breaks, which is already very good.

  But Cang Qing will not stop attacking just because her knife is broken.

   Zhou Tong never expected that Jiang Lan would be defeated by Cang Qing.

  Jiang Lan stood where he was and stopped moving. She stared at the knives flying towards her, and the next moment, she raised her hand to hold one.

  Subai's finger was cut, and bright red blood flowed out. When the remaining knife reached her, it suddenly stopped moving, as if it was blocked by something, unable to advance an inch.

  Jiang Lan looked down at the knife between his two fingers, looked up at Cang Qing, and slowly put away the smile on his face. She said, "You cheated."

   "I'm useless, but you use the power of blood to control these knives."

  As she spoke, she raised her hand and said slowly: "You set a precedent first, so don't blame me."

   As soon as the words fell, the knives that were frozen in mid-air suddenly turned around, the tip of the knives was facing Cang Qing, and flew away with a "swoosh", killing the knife.

  Cang Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and a knife was thrown by him quickly, meeting the tip of the knife.

   Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a pain in his left shoulder.

  He tilted his head, a knife was stuck in his left shoulder, the whole knife was sunk, only the handle was left outside.

  The girl standing a few steps away was looking up at her with her fingertips still stained with blood.

   Forgot she still had one in hand.

  Cang Qing covered the wound, stared at Jiang Lan closely, and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "You hurt me, and I hurt you too. It's a draw."

   Jiang Lan asked strangely: "Hurt me? Do you mean this?" She said, stretching out her blood-stained fingers.

   It was clearly still dripping with blood, but no wounds could be seen, and no new blood gushed out again.

  The wound healed.

   Cang Qing was startled, and suddenly understood what she meant.

  Using the power of blood with her is tantamount to courting death.

   Zhou Tong, who watched the whole fight between the immortals, was extremely shocked.

  He never expected that Jiang Lan, who had been fighting with Cang Qing in the first half, didn't use his blood power at all!

  With a simple human body! ?

   It’s ridiculous to say it!

   But seeing her posture after using the power of blood, she no longer finds it absurd.

  Self-healing in an instant, controlling objects in the air, if she had used the power of blood from the beginning, Cang Qing would never have had the chance to fight her for so long.

   "I said a long time ago that I might not remember your name, but you don't believe me." After saying this, Jiang Lan took a few pieces of paper from the paper box on the table, and slowly wiped the blood on his left hand.

  Cang Qing did not overreact this time, but said stubbornly: "I will let you remember."

   Zhou Tong stepped forward, smiling all over his face and said, "How about Miss Jianglan joining us?"

  The girl wiped her fingers with concentration, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

   Zhou Tong's eyes lit up, knowing that she agreed. Quickly follow.

  Passing by the door, he saw blood gushing from the wound on Cang Qing's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Go upstairs, I'll ask someone to treat the wound for you."

   After he finished speaking, a group of people walked to the door and saluted him. He pointed to the room: "Clean it up."

"Yes."

  The girl who walked two steps ahead stopped and said, "There's a nice lady in the bathroom, don't make her unhappy."

  The people who came from behind looked at each other, not knowing whether they should listen to what the girl said, and they immediately said, "Did you hear what Miss said? Do as she said."

  These people quickly bowed their heads: "Yes."

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   On the third floor, Zhou Tong handed Jiang Lan, or Lu Nan, something.

   Inside there is a mobile phone, a stack of documents, and something that looks like a stamped letter.

   Zhou Tong smiled a little embarrassedly: "Miss Jianglan should be far more than this level, but Zhou's authority is too low at present, and can only be determined to this level, and the higher level needs to be confirmed by the upper level."

   Lu Nan smiled, took out the stack of documents to have a look, and said, "It doesn't matter."

  Cang Qing was huddled on the sofa at one side and had his shoulders bandaged.

  Zhou Tong glanced at him, thinking that he was probably of the same bloodline as Cang Qing, not interested in such things as rights.

  He didn't force it, and just said: "Although the lady doesn't care about the level, she still needs to be tested after a while. There are no requirements for joining us, and there are not many rules to follow, but the level test is required."

   Lu Nan supported his chin and said, "Okay."

  The glasses were on the bridge of her nose, she pushed it up, but suddenly paused after turning the page of the document in her hand.

this person······

  She has seen it.

  (end of this chapter)