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Chapter five hundred and forty second bad luck

"I won't go back." Her unhappiness was not restrained at all, and it was written all over her face. She knew that she was so trolling and cheating, but she didn't know how to think about it. What's more, in this inn where people are busy, there was only a joke that people could just watch.

King Jing'an naturally felt that he couldn't hold on to his face, so he pulled it up: "I don't have time to watch you mess around here, hurry up and go back to the house to pack your luggage."

"Are you finished your work? Let me go back? If I don't go back, Kyoto is my home. If I want to go back, I will stay in Kyoto and never leave." He became more and more unreasonable.

King Jing'an was also forced to do so and immediately shouted: "You are the ones who have been massacred by the whole family! If you want to stay in Kyoto, okay, you can stay or not. We can wait and see if we will hang an extra bloody head at the city gate tomorrow."

The weight of this sentence is not light. Even the waiter who was standing beside him had a pale face when he heard it, let alone the person involved.

The girl's legs were frightened immediately, and she bent her knees and fell straight to King Jing'an. For a moment, she couldn't speak clearly: "King, Prince, save me, I finally crawled out of the dead, and I can no longer go back!"

I don’t know if she was kneeling down, she was awake from the bottom of her heart, or was just frightened by these words.

Whether it is the former or the latter, at least the mood of the person in front of him has stabilized: "Jin Ge, I want you to record it today."

Jinge shrank a little. Not long after she fled to Tongzhou, she met the King Jing'an. At the beginning, she secretly mocked the prince's appearance and appearance in her heart. But after a long time, she realized that she was a big mistake. The saying that people should not behave like a person is truly the essence of wisdom.

Take King Jing'an's solemn expression as an example. Jin Ge knows that he is afraid he will have some bad luck: "Remember, what do you remember?"

Jin Ge was shocked. She was so shocked that she didn't dare to look at the situation in Sishou. Sometimes, she didn't even know that she was the useless egg, but where did she get the courage to repeatedly touch the bottom line of the stone?

If it were the past, there was still a family to rely on, but now she is the rootless duckweed, and the most likely situation for her is her life.

"Come." King Jing'an walked to the railing on the second floor, "treat all the people in this inn."

Jinge's feeling was not wrong, and there was indeed a bad luck. It was thanks to her that this bad luck fell on the waiter who had nothing to do with these things.

This time, the waiter was scared to death. In fact, when he heard Jin Ge call the person in front of him who was extraordinary in clothing but poor in appearance as the prince, he felt a little bad in his heart.

However, I didn't expect that the premonition this time was so accurate. The waiter kowtowed on the ground repeatedly and begged for mercy: "Prince, little, little Xiao Xiao knows nothing, nothing! You have a lot of sir, so let me spare my life."

Jin Ge is spoiled and rude, but in the end he is just a girl who has been in the boudoir for many years. She is naturally frightened and worried: "Prince, this matter has nothing to do with them. Can you let them go for my sake?"

"It's just for your sake, he and everyone in this room should die. Don't tell me, you don't understand this principle."

This is King Jing'an's real method. He is not as weak as his appearance shows. Or maybe it is his appearance that everyone can bully him, which gives him the final disguise.

"But I..." King Jing'an was right. She understood this truth more than anyone else. Not only did she understand it, but she also had three points of bone-eating.

"But you don't want to kill someone because of your reasons." No matter what Jin Ge wants to say, he can't escape the eyes of King Jing'an. In fact, it's not only Jin Ge, but also anyone who comes to the matter will feel ashamed. Even the prince who often shouts to beat and kill is no exception.

But so what? There are too many things in this world that I don’t want. If I can truly fulfill people’s wishes, it will be a perfect thing with immeasurable merits.

Jinge knelt on the ground weakly and could only nod her head. She did not dare to go and look at the waiter who was trying to kill her.

"I want to teach you today by killing people." King Jing'an showed his eyes, and the accompanying guards who had already rushed upstairs gathered around: "Go on."

The snow light outside first appeared, and the light and shadow mixed with the snowflakes and jumped and flew around, and a strong light suddenly rose.

Jinge only felt a hot face, something like running water flowing down the curve of her cheeks. She had this personal experience, and she was stunned for a while, and still reached out to her with a dazed look: "Yes, it's blood..."

"If you cannot stay awake and rational all the time, then things like today will not only happen again and again, but also countless times." King Jing'an stared at the bloodstain on the floor, his expression indifferent to this feeling and the scene.

He even waved his hand and asked his men to deal with the rest of the people who were not present in the inn today.

"As for it?" Jin Ge's throat couldn't help but feel like ice entering his body, completely blocked.

"When you were slaughtered, those who started the attack asked, "As for it?" Of course he would not tell Jin Ge, this is the so-called way of giving to the other person, and even the object is not the same person, so where can we say the great truth?

"I'm just teaching you the most vulgar and simple truth today. Do you understand?" Pingyang Hou raised his chin, "If you understand, go back to the house to pack your luggage. It's snowing outside, don't worry about time."

What is the most vulgar and simple truth? It’s nothing more than just one word, tolerance.

If you can tolerate it, it means that a gentleman takes revenge. If you are not too late for ten years, you will leave a green mountain. But if you can't stand it, you will push yourself into the bottom of the abyss. During this process, I don't know how many more books you have to pull to take on the back that have nothing to do with this matter.

"Yes." Jin Ge was not good at saying anything, so he just stood up and went back to the house in a dusty state, and hurriedly picked up the lush bun in the corner.

Nowadays, she has no luggage to come and go with her. She only has a few pieces of clothes to change clothes on the left and right, and she folds them neatly in the corner. In order to wait for an opportunity to move.

However, there is still no news about the Ling family in Kyoto. How can she leave with peace of mind without revenge?

"Miss Jinge, have you packed up?" The attendant saw Jinge standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but urge him a few times: "The prince is waiting!"
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