"Ah!" Third Young Master Cao tightly covered his hand and screamed like a slaughtering pig.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the broken finger and threw it directly into the hot pot.

"Count to three, pick it up, otherwise, chop it again!"

Her cold voice reached Mr. Cao's ears like the voice of a devil.

The sword blade in his hand lightly slapped Mr. Cao's face, making a snapping sound.

At this time, Third Young Master Cao was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a coldness shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"I'll fish it, I'll fish it..."

He cried and slowly stretched his hand towards the boiling hot pot.

When he was about to extend it in, his fingers retracted again, stretched again, and retracted again.

"You're fucking playing with me!"

Yang Ruoqing slammed the table and slapped Mr. Cao on the face, knocking him to the ground.

Third Young Master Cao huddled on the ground, holding his head in his hands and crying loudly.

"Kill me, give me a good blow with a knife! Wuwuwu..."

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, this Third Young Master Cao is too intolerant of pain, it's not fun!

Luo Fengtang also spread his hands, meaning to tell her that it was enough to have fun and it was time to get down to business.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and came to Third Young Master Cao carrying the Mo Xie Sword that had just tasted human blood.

"Shut up, if you cry again I'll cut off your tongue!" she shouted.

Third Young Master Cao did not dare to cry, and was still sobbing due to inertia.

Yang Ruoqing picked up Third Young Master Cao's chin with the tip of her sword and raised his face, "Where are you looking? Look at my aunt!"

She shouted again.

Third Young Master Cao trembled all over and quickly raised his eyes to look at her.

This action is so familiar to Third Young Master Cao. He used to pick up women's chins like this and say such strong words.

His props are chopsticks, fans, and fingers, not this bloody sword.

It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog!

Third Young Master Cao was scared and angry, and his whole body could not stop shaking.

"Third Young Master, don't be afraid. I am the most approachable and approachable, and I convince others with my virtue." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile like a flower.

"After all, you are from a famous family in Daqi, and you look like a human being."

"I don't dare to kill you. If I kill you, your entire Cao family will hunt me down. What should I do?"

"I'm a businessman and a restaurant owner. Being friendly makes me rich, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Third Young Master Cao wanted to nod, but because the tip of the sword was pressed against his chin, he did not dare to move it.

He could only express it by blinking vigorously, and said: "Yes, yes, yes, let's make money by making peace with each other. If you have something to say, as long as you let me go, I promise to forget the past. Oh, no, no, no, I promise to pretend that nothing happened.

, I can still protect your restaurant from now on, and I will do what I say."

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled, "Third Young Master is such a good person, I'm so grateful."

"A good man will do his best to send Buddha to the West. It just so happens that my restaurant is researching new dishes."

"I see that you, Third Young Master, are so eloquent, you seem to want to taste what it feels like to brush your tongue!"

After saying that, Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, with a faint green light flashing in her eyes.

Third Young Master Cao seemed to have seen a man-eating monster, and he was completely frightened.

When he reacted, the man in black, who had been silent and mute, suddenly leaned over and pinched his mouth open with his iron-like fingers.

Then, another finger was inserted and hooked, and Cao Sanshao felt that his tongue was about to be broken by the root.

"Well……"

He couldn't scream, he could only struggle silently like an animal, and was forced to the ground by Luo Fengtang.

Something cold fell into his mouth and rolled down his throat.

The burning taste was like someone throwing a firewood stick into the throat and esophagus, which made Mr. Cao lean over and cough heart-breakingly.

"I'm sorry to tell you that the hot pill I fed you just now is a poison I exclusively developed."

Yang Ruoqing's devilish voice reached Cao Sanshao's ears, like a life-threatening spell.

"Without my unique antidote, your intestines would break inch by inch within seven days, and you would eventually die."

"When he died, he was bleeding from seven holes, his body was full of stench, and there was a hole in his stomach. Rotten internal organs, blood, and bile flowed out from the hole. No one dared to come close, and all the flies and mosquitoes within a radius of ten miles were very angry.

If they like you, they all fly over and bite you, hahahaha..."

Third Young Master Cao, who was coughing, was frightened by Yang Ruoqing.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes filled with panic, hatred, and some doubts.

"You're scaring me, I've never heard of this kind of medicine!" he said, his voice already hoarse due to coughing.

Yang Ruoqing said: "If you don't believe it, just roll up your right sleeve and take a look."

"Is there a black line running from the tiger's mouth all the way up?"

After hearing this, Mr. Cao quickly lowered his head to take a look.

Seeing this, his expression changed, indeed!

Although it was just a thin black line as thin as a hair, it was very abrupt, because there must have been no black lines in this place before. He was sure of it.

Moreover, there is none on the other arm.

"On the first day, it was as black as a hair and there was no itching on my body." Yang Ruoqing's cold voice then reached Mr. Cao's ears.

"The next day, the line will become thicker and grow upward like a vine."

"At this time, your stomach will hurt for half an hour every day."

"Every day that follows, this black line will grow, and your stomachache will increase every day, half an hour, one hour, two hours..."

"By the seventh day, this black line will reach near your armpits and will be as thick as a chopstick."

"At this time, you will be in so much pain that you can't get out of bed. If you haven't taken the antidote by early morning, you won't be able to see the sunrise on the eighth day."

"If you don't believe it, then go back and pay attention to your cunning Prince Wang."

"Last night, at this time, I also gave him the same medicine, hahaha..."

Speaking of the young man named Wang, to put it bluntly, it was just bad luck that happened to Yang Ruoqing.

Yesterday, after she and Xiaoyu separated from the teahouse, Xiaoyu went back to Ning Mansion first because she was pregnant and could not be out for too long.

Yang Ruoqing was left alone in the teahouse to think about things.

Originally, Yang Ruoqing had not completely made up her mind on how to fish out Third Young Master Cao and punish her, but at this time, a greasy-faced young man came over.

He started teasing her when he came up.
Chapter completed!