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He pushed open the brown door. Inside was an empty space. There were only a few couch and chairs inside. The incandescent lamp on the top of his head was shining brightly.

They seemed to have heard the sound and instantly became restless.

"Heh." The corner of Jiang Musang's mouth raised, what use was there begging for mercy now? Back then, when she was treating Zhuo Xiao, why did she not think such a day would come?

Seeing Jiang Musang's expression, He Liancheng became excited, this kind of cruel and cold expression, yet with a smile at the corner of his mouth, was the one that liked the most.

He looked like a demon or a devil, captivating the soul of anyone who looked at him.

"Why is there one missing?" Jiang Musang suddenly said with a dissatisfied tone.

didn't expect her to remember it so clearly. It seemed that she had decided then and there that she would take revenge. Even if he didn't give her this chance, she would think of ways to get it back in the future.

It was a love filled with affection, and it was no wonder that he thought of her as a woman of the same kind.

"That's one of my trusted aides, I can't give it to you." The remaining person had followed him for a long time, so He Liancheng couldn't hand him over like he was a little girl.

Jiang Musang's expression turned cold, her hands crossed in front of her chest, and her body lazily leaned against the door, "What you promised me was for my entire family."

He Liancheng was as relaxed and at ease as before, "I want to trade with you for the other one."

"I'm not interested in dealing with irrelevant people." Jiang Musang's attitude was strong, it was fine if she could not make a move on him, but he could not let go of his confidant no matter what.

"What are you going to do if I don't?" He Liancheng asked with a smile.

Jiang Musang also smiled, her eyes seemed to be alive, "What else can I do, this is your territory, Young Master He."

He then lowered his hand and stood up, "Since you do not wish to fulfill your promise, Young Master He, then forget it, I will not force you."

As the sound of his voice faded, he prepared to leave.

"A compromise." After walking a few steps, He Liancheng's compromise sounded out from behind him.

"What if I just cripple one of my hands?"

Jiang Musang stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at him, "That's fine, as long as Young Master He is crippled personally, what about it?" His tone was relaxed, as if he was talking about a piece of clothing.

He Liancheng looked at her curved lips and smiled. She was obviously very sweet, but she looked just like a demon.

"Alright."

He Liancheng made a call, "Xiong An, come down from the third floor's' left margin '."

"Should we deal with them first?" After hanging up, He Liancheng pointed at the men inside the house.

Jiang Musang shook her head, "Let's have a warm up for now."

Furthermore, since He Liancheng crippled the man's hands, he would definitely not hold grudges against He Liancheng but her, because he did not dare to hold grudges against He Liancheng. Even if there was hatred in his heart, he would definitely transfer it onto her, so she had to keep that group, proving that she was not a good person to bully.

He Liancheng did as she pleased, the appreciation in her phoenix eyes grew more and more.

The man called Xiong An quickly came to a stop. He was a middle-aged man of about thirty years of age, with a normal appearance, nothing special about him, and all the Qi on his body had converged. If it wasn't for the long scar behind his ear at the corner of his eye, no one would think that he was a hoodlum, or more accurately, a hoodlum.

"Third Young Master." Xiong An shot a glance at Jiang Musang and instantly landed on his body, his tone respectful.

"Which hand?" He Liancheng did not pay attention to him, and directly looked at Jiang Musang.

Jiang Musang did not directly answer, but said, "Give me your hand."

Xiong An did not understand and nodded his head, indicating that he should follow along. Xiong An then extended his hands out.

"Open your palm upwards." Jiang Musang walked in front of him as he spoke. When he extended his hands out, Jiang Musang looked at his two palms carefully.

There were calluses on the left and right hands, but the calluses on the right hand were noticeably thicker. It was even more obvious between the thumb and forefinger that they were holding weapons all year round.

"Right hand." Jiang Musang did not hesitate. She wanted to cripple his right hand and let him take away his weapon in such a short period of time.

"Tsk, little devil." As He Liancheng spoke, his words were belittled, but the corners of his eyes still appreciated it.

Xiong An had a bad premonition. This sixth sense immediately came true.

He Liancheng grabbed his left hand and pulled down forcefully, his knees bent at the same time, and his entire foot smashed down.

"AHH!" The pain of his bones breaking caused Xiong An, the tough guy, to be unable to resist crying out in pain in an instant.

However, he was quickly able to hold back. He knelt on the ground and grabbed his right hand. His face was pale.

"Alright, are you satisfied now?" He Liancheng released his hand and patted it lightly. He looked relaxed, and didn't blame himself in the slightest for crippling his trusted aides.

This was a true demon. Jiang Musang mocked in her heart, but on the surface, she had a sweet smile on her face, "Thank you, Young Master He."

Hearing this, Xiong An guessed that the reason he came here was because of the beautiful and exquisite smiling girl in front of him. A wisp of hatred immediately surged in his heart as he swept his sharp eyes across her.

Jiang Musang seemed to have sensed it, and looked down at him with a sweet smile on his lips, as if he was no different from the obedient little sister.

"Do you know why I crippled your right hand?" Jiang Musang's tone was relaxed, as if she was saying how good the weather was, "Because you hurt my people, I want to repay you. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to accept it. Just don't come after them, or else next time won't be as simple as losing a hand."

The sweet smile on her lips made Xiong An a little apprehensive. She felt that she was similar to her young master in an instant, that she was both cruel and bloodthirsty.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xiong An stood up and quietly stood at the side with his hands folded. Even if it hurt, as long as He Liancheng did not say anything, he would not be able to get down.

Train them to be loyal.

Jiang Musang did not bother with Xiong An anymore, and looked at the restless men in the room. Although his eyes were blindfolded, his ears were still very clear.

Just now, they had clearly heard the movements of Jiang Musang and the others outside. Especially that miserable cry from Xiong An, it made them understand how terrible their situation was.

They were restless from fear, unable to move. They were like fish on a chopping block, scared to the point that they wanted to run away but could only allow themselves to be slaughtered. They couldn't even beg for mercy.

What was the point of this?

"Young Master He, untie the ropes on their bodies."