Wang Qiang uttered a roar of anger, "bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
Roaring down, Wang Qiang took out a wooden box from himself and pressed it gently.
"Whew, whew, whew..." countless silver needles flashing cold light flew towards Mu Yue.
Muyue didn't relax his vigilance in the face of Wang Qiang. Xiao Junyan once told him that unless the other party died, he should never relax any vigilance.
At this time, it was this vigilance that made her have a timely response. She lifted the dagger that she had just snatched from Wang Qiang and resisted the silver needles that Wang Qiang shot.
These silver needles are the same as the embroidery needles, and they are the same as the rainstorm pear needles in the novel. They spit poison on them, so now they look cold.
"Ding Ding Dang..."
The dagger shot down the silver needles one by one to block them.
Countless silver needles were easily shot down by muyue, which shocked Wang Qiang and widened his eyes.
"This... How is this possible?" Wang Qiang's face was unbelievable and his mouth roared with anger.
Mu Yue sneered, "I don't know that I was the ancestor of playing with silver needles."
She is a traditional Chinese medicine, and the silver needle is her main tool to cure and save people.
So, at the moment, Wang Qiang's silver needles are just trying to teach others how to do things. It's not looking for a dead end. What is it?
Wang Qiang listened to muyue's words, as if one by one slapped him in the face, his mouth issued a burst of angry roar.
"No... I'll kill you!"
Wang Qiang didn't know where his strength came from, so he jumped up from the ground and rushed to Mu Yue.
For a muyue who has almost no harm, he easily sidestepped to avoid Wang Qiang's attack, raised his foot to kick, hit Wang Qiang's butt, and directly kicked him out.
Wang Qiang bumped into Ouyang Guohua, the car they were sitting in. With a "bump", his whole body hit it.
Ouyang Guohua, they are shocked to see Wang Qiang rush to them, and then heavily hit the front cover of the car.
However, Wang Qiang's body did not move forward, so his whole body was lying on the front cover of the car.
All of a sudden, the red blood spread along the front cover of the car and dyed the whole front cover red.
Wang Qiang stares at his eyes and slowly falls to the ground. His limbs twitch and his eyes widen. His eyes are full of unbelievable looks.
Mu Yue turned his head, looked at Wang Qiang, looked at the front cover of the car, touched his nose, sighed gently, and murmured to himself with emotion, "it's true, you can't live by doing evil yourself!"
It turned out that Wang Qiang had just been kicked by muyue to Ouyang Guohua's car, and his neck just hit the front cover of the car he had just smashed.
The front cover of the broken car had a sharp edge. Wang Qiang was not careful. The blood artery on his neck was cut off by the edge.
He died entirely on the "blade" he made.
It is estimated that Wang Qiang could not accept that he did not die in the hands of the people in that department, but in the "blade" he made.
Muyue did not come forward to help him treat, she is not a Bodhisattva, see what people will be injured to save.
In any case, people like Wang Qiang will die when they die. She has done harm to the people.