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502 What else is there to order?

Zhu Zhen dared not speak. God           

Yan Qingrui stretched out her finger and pointed a few o'clock on his wrist, then cut off a strip of cloth from him and bandaged him casually, saying, "Don't worry, I can't die."

Zhu Zhen had a huge pain in his wrist, but this person had bandaged him, and his life was still in his hands, so how could he dare to scream again?

Yan Qingrui threw the pen and blood-stained inkstone in front of him and said, "Don't I don't want to grind the ink to serve you? Do you like to write the IOU or not!"

Zhu Zhenyi heard that he didn't care about the pain in his hands. He hurriedly grind the ink by himself. With his own blood, he had to grind the ink diligently. Zhu Zhen was no longer the same.

Bai Xiaoxi looked at Leng Yuyuan suspiciously, and Leng Yuyuan just smiled at her comfortably.

At this time, Zhu Zhen had already written the IOU, which read: "I am Zhu Zhen, the son of Zhu Jincheng, a third-rank guard, and now I owe the person who holds the IOU to 500 taels of gold. I will pay it back within three days!" There is a date below, and the handprint he pressed with blood ink was also left.

Zhu Zhen was still a little clever. He didn't dare to ask Yan Qingrui's name, so he wrote the person who held the IOU directly.

After writing, he handed Yan Qingrui both hands and said flatteringly: "Heroic, can I leave now?"

Seeing that Bai Xiaoxi and Leng Yuyuan were not approaching, he was secretly happy. As long as the person in front of him agreed, his life would be guaranteed.

Yan Qingrui looked at it and found that the guy's handwriting was still very clear and his fingerprints were clearly printed. She smiled with satisfaction and put away the IOU.

Seeing that she accepted it, Zhu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "I promise that I will send the gold to the hero within three days. I will prepare now!" As he said that, he was about to leave.

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "Wait!"

Zhu Zhen said: "What else does the hero have to give?"

Yan Qingrui said with a smile: "Young Master Zhu, do you know who I am?" She threw the dagger in her hand and played with it between her fingers. The dagger was like a big white flower blooming between her fingers, sometimes around her fingers, sometimes around her wrists, sometimes around her palms, and sometimes around the back of her hand.

Zhu Zhen was dazzled, but he was also frightened. When he heard him call him a young master, a trace of hope rose in his heart, but when he looked at the cold dagger, he didn't understand what he meant, so he shook his head repeatedly.

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "I have a little name in the world, called Yinwei Langjun. I believe Mr. Zhu has never heard of it. But it doesn't matter, I don't mind introducing you to you again. In my hands, killing people or being forgiven, it will be difficult to tolerate the evil people who bully women. Unfortunately, you have violated the post of this husband!"

All the bounty hunters she caught before were guilty of rape and murder and humiliation of women, she made those people miserable.

Zhu Zhen was shocked and said, "I have written the IOU. You said you won't kill me!"

Yan Qingrui smiled and said, "Of course I won't kill you. But the interest still needs to be asked for some." As she spoke, the dagger in her hand moved, and the white light flashed. Before Zhu Zhen could react, he felt that the legs were cold and cold wind was pouring in. Then, a huge pain spread.

He looked down subconsciously, and suddenly he was so scared that he widened his eyes, making a tragic and desperate scream.
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