He Jiuniang didn't care about this. She hugged her forcefully and said, "Ms. Sun, if you miss me, go to Fucheng to find me. You are welcome in Fucheng~"

"Go, go, who will miss you? It’s too late to annoy you!”

Mrs. Sun pushed her away in disgust, and then said: “I have packed all the pickles you like for you, the same two small jars with the top I've put a note on them all, and you'll know when the time comes. Ask the cook at home to use one jar at a time, and don't open them all, otherwise the smell will be gone..."

" Disgusting on the surface, but actually I am reluctant to leave you.

He Jiuniang had long known that this little old lady was arrogant and did not argue with her. She listened to her instructions for a while and then said: "I know Ms. Sun, the four sisters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Just leave it here, one with the dog, one in the shop, and you can distribute the remaining two. It’s best to keep one at home, just in case..."

"I know, I know..."

A few people chatted for a long time before setting off to leave.

She and Lu Baichuan were the only ones in the carriage. Lu Baichuan took a book and read it, and asked: "Do you want to read a book?"

"I don't want to read it."

He Jiuniang shook her head, put her head on the edge of the car window, and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Soon, the children will be going to live in Fucheng. By then, Fuzhong will be a lot more lively, and she is already looking forward to it.

Although the place with children is noisy, it is also lively, especially the children at home are very sensible and have never caused any trouble to the family. When they get together, they mostly read, practice calligraphy and practice martial arts. They are all diligent and eager to learn.

Just as she was thinking about it, He Jiuniang saw a row of small black dots standing on the field ridge not far away. Then the small black dots began to move and quickly rushed towards them, with a cold light emerging from her hands. It is their weapon.

He Jiuniang curled up her lips. After enduring it for so many days, they finally couldn't hold it in anymore, right?

He Jiu Niang pushed Lu Baichuan: "Don't read, someone has delivered it to the door."

What Lu Baichuan was reading was not an important book, but the book He Jiu Niang had left in the car before. I read a story book last night. When I was telling a story to my dog ​​last night, he felt that his story was a bit stiff and not very interesting, so he wanted to learn from the story book.

At this moment, he was watching in ecstasy when he was interrupted by He Jiuniang.

The other party was still far away, and Lu Baichuan did not notice their movements. However, after He Jiuniang reminded him, he quickly noticed it. He opened the car curtain and saw that there were black people in all directions. Points come over.

　“It seems that these people have spent a lot of money to kill me! "

" He Jiuniang couldn't help but click her tongue. She really didn't expect that person to be so afraid of her.

" "You sit down inside and I'll deal with it." ”

Lu Baichuan asked the driver to stop and prepared to get off.

He Jiuniang nodded and waited in the car obediently.

Those black men The people in clothes had already arrived in front of the carriage as quickly as possible and started to take action without saying a word.

Their target was He Jiuniang in the car. Facing Lu Baichuan's defense, they did not want to pay attention to it. At first, I wanted to fight quickly, but I didn’t expect Lu Baichuan’s skills to be so powerful, so that so many of them couldn’t get close to the carriage.

He Jiuniang watched the carriage with great interest, but she didn’t expect Lu Baichuan’s skills. Will it be so good?

I have seen him take action before, but those few times he dealt with low-class people. Even if he won, it would be nothing to see. But today this is different. After all, they are all They are professional killers. It can be seen that these people also have a few skills, but when they fight with Lu Baichuan, they may not be able to take advantage.

The most rare and valuable thing is that Lu Baichuan was born in a farmer's family and was not a farmer. He has been trained in these professions since he was a child, and the skills he has now were all quickly learned in the years after leaving home.

Behind a person's success, there is always countless sweat.

Anyway, He Jiuniang admires Lu Baichuan for this.

“Be careful with the back of your head. ”

He Jiu Niang warned, Lu Baichuan lowered his head, dodged a man in black who was sneaking up from behind, and even feinted a shot, kicking the man down instead.

　“There’s someone on the right. ”

　“Behind. "

"Hey, be careful, don't go to that car, it has my pickles on it, it's delicious! ”

“Bang! "

"Fuck! My pickles! ”

With a few screams, He Jiuniang jumped out of the car and walked towards the men in black who broke her pickles.

These people couldn't get close to He Jiu Niang, and seeing that He Jiu Niang seemed to care about the things in the carriage, they deliberately destroyed the carriage, threw a dagger at it, broke a pickle jar, and spilled all the contents inside. The next one to destroy, He Jiuniang had already flashed in front of them.

The next moment, several people flew out like kites with broken strings, their bodies hit the ground heavily, and they collectively vomited a mouthful of blood.< br />
He Jiuniang shouted angrily: "What's going on with me? Why did you smash my pickle jar? Do you know that Ms. Sun installed it specially for me?"

Lu Baichuan:... …

Assassins: …

No matter how they made trouble before, He Jiuniang just sat in the car and watched the fun. They just wanted to use this to anger He Jiuniang. Now that they are close If the carriage is not available, then let He Jiuniang take the initiative to get off the carriage, which will make it easier for them to move.

But in fact, He Jiuniang has come down now, but the result seems not something they can afford.

The previous group of people had been taught a lesson by He Jiuniang, but their injuries were not fully healed, so they did not dare to rush to the front, let alone do such things to provoke He Jiuniang, so they lay down The ones vomiting blood on the ground were all new faces I had never seen before.

He Jiuniang was too lazy to care about them and hurriedly jumped on the carriage to check her pickles.

As soon as the car curtain was opened, the smell of pickles hit the nostrils, and a lot of broken jars and car boards were sprinkled on it.

She clenched her fists and went out to give those assassins a good beating.

To say that the attack on the first batch of assassins in the hospital was at the elementary school level, the attack on these few now is at the junior high school level. He Jiuniang did not beat anyone to death because she left behind It's still useful to keep them.

But in the eyes of others, it felt like these people were definitely going to die, and they were frightened when they looked at them.

Lu Baichuan and the other group of people stopped, and stared blankly at He Jiuniang's unilateral crushing of the violent people, and they all grimaced at the sight.

Especially Fang Da and the others, Madam always smiles and is very approachable. Even when she saw her teaching the first batch of assassins in the hospital, she also smiled, but Today, she was completely angered by a jar of pickles, and her face was downcast throughout the lecture.

Everyone was worried that those few people would die without their bodies intact. Staring nervously the whole time.

And the lives of those few people were not in danger at all, they were just screaming in pain and constantly begging for mercy.

When He Jiuniang was done venting, she said to Fang Da: "Go and take out the broken pickle jar for me."