Never... no one dared to ask her in front of her if she dared to resist!

Cangran evoked a bloodthirsty sneer.

This smile made Qin Raoran shiver.

Why...she smelled the breath of death on the dead good-for-nothing?

Anyone who is familiar with Cangran would be terrified and run away immediately.

Because when she shows such a smile, it means that her bloodthirsty nature cannot be filled without killing people!!

It's a pity that Qin Raoran, who believed that Qin Cangran was a loser, still said viciously at this moment: "It's time to laugh, otherwise if you die, you won't have this opportunity!"

"Idiot, trash, today I will kill you, the rice beetle, on behalf of the Qin Mansion!!"

Qin Raoran would never believe that a loser would become a genius once he wakes up!

There are so many slaves, but they can't deal with a weak loser who has no internal strength and martial arts?

"Come on! Go kill her!"

Qin Raoran's voice injecting internal energy suddenly became louder. The domestic slaves who were not qualified to practice martial arts were shocked, and fear appeared on their faces.

"Since the fourth lady has given the order, then the third lady, don't blame us!"

The domestic slaves armed with wooden sticks were cruel and swarmed over him.

The hard wooden stick was raised high, and the wind it brought blew across Qin Raoran's face.

Qin Raoran smiled coldly. He is a useless person with a weak constitution. If this stick is used, he will definitely die.

The domestic slaves closed their eyes, used all their strength, and swung down hard...

At this moment, there was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh and blood, skin and flesh bursting open, and blood spurting out.

"Plop." The wooden stick fell off the slave's hand. The slave opened his eyes wide and looked at the woman's strange, temperatureless red eyes in disbelief, looking at him coldly.

There was a wooden hairpin stuck in his lower abdomen.

The gushing blood stained the wooden hairpin and the woman's tightly held hands red.

Cangran raised the corners of his lips with disdain and pulled out the wooden hairpin without hesitation——

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the slave's mouth, and the slave fell to the ground. Before he died, he was still filled with unwilling fear and great pain...

Qin Raoran was startled, and then waved angrily at the other slaves: "What are you still waiting for? Go up and beat her to death!!"

But the remaining slaves just held wooden sticks and looked at the bleeding slaves on the ground with fear on their faces.

Qin Raoran also didn't expect Cangran to be so unblinking, "What a loser! It's okay if you don't have any internal strength. You are not even as good as a servant in the Qin Mansion, but you dare to kill the slaves in the manor! I won't tell you.

Daddy, beat you to death, you little bitch!"

Cangran glanced at her coldly: "Then I will prevent you from telling your father!"

After saying that, Qin Raoran was just about to laugh when a shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and then she found that Cangran, who was sitting on the bed a second ago, was behind her without knowing it, holding a bloody wooden hairpin.

Caught her throat!!

"Can you still laugh now?" Cang Ran raised a bloodthirsty and cold smile.

"You...you...you're not a loser!" Qin Raoran felt his calves shaking when he thought of the miserable condition of the slave.

He also completely forgot that he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and Cangran was just a "waste" with no internal strength.

"Don't call me a loser. It's me, a loser, who will ruin your ability to speak in the future!"
Chapter completed!