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Jiang Pengji stood up and looked at the servant coldly. "You usually rely on your parents in the Liu manor to act like a tyrant. That's why you can beg the patrolling servants to let you into the inner court. It's a pity that you saw the servant girl and suddenly had evil intentions. You knocked her out and acted like a beast!"
"There are still scratches under your sleeves from her struggle. How do you explain yourself?"
The servant subconsciously took a step back and held his wrist tightly.
At first, Jiang Pengji thought it was an attempt at coercion. After all, in ancient times, any servant who dared to do so was a typical example of someone who didn't care about their life. They could be beaten to death. Moreover, he had been with the prostitutes before, so the traces left behind made her misjudge.
But when the housekeeper brought the servant girl in, she found that the situation was more serious than she thought.
The couple didn't expect that their son would make such a big mistake. They would definitely be beaten to death with sticks.
Under the gaze of his parents, the servant's eyes became bloodshot. He panicked and was at a loss. Seeing that Jiang Pengji was not far from him, and thinking that he was going to die, he suddenly had an evil intention. "I'll fight you to the death —"
Jiang Pengji skillfully dodged to the side. The room suddenly became chaotic. No one expected him to be so daring!
Unable to catch Jiang Pengji, the strong and well-trained servant immediately targeted Madam Hu.
She was a woman who was sick not long ago, so she was the easiest to deal with.
But Jiang Pengji immediately realized his intention. She slapped him in the face with her sandalwood fan. Taking advantage of the moment when he closed his eyes, Jiang Pengji lifted her leg and kicked him in the leg, forcing him to fall forward.
Slap!
Jiang Pengji used the closed sandalwood fan to slap his face. He didn't know how much strength she used, but the slap made him fall to the ground. From his temple to the bridge of his nose, there was a swollen red mark that was two fingers wide. One of his eyes flowed with tears of blood.
"You've dirtied my fan."
She threw the blood-stained sandalwood fan to the side of the servant who was curled up on the ground, covering his eyes and howling in pain. The whole thing happened in the blink of an eye.
In the end, Jiang Pengji ordered her men to bring the couple in charge under control as well.
Not only was the room silent, but the entire bullet screen was also blank. It felt unprecedentedly peaceful.
"Housekeeper, have you searched their house? How much money did they embezzle from the manor? Report to the magistrate court according to the actual number. Remember, when you send him over, feed him a bowl of mute medicine. As for him, hehe … gather all the servants and let everyone see what it means to be beaten to death! "
"Concubine Die was frightened just now. Remember to get a doctor to prescribe some medicine to calm the nerves."
The atmosphere in the room was heavy and frightening. The housekeeper was used to seeing storms, so he was very receptive to it. "Langjun, I've checked it out."
Speaking of this, the old butler felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that someone would be able to embezzle so much money under his nose. According to the current laws, if the butler and his wife were taken to the magistrate's office, they would eventually be sentenced to death. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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However, Langjun had really grown up. He could still remember to be considerate in this kind of angry situation.
After all, they were old people from the Liu's. Who knew how much the couple knew about the affairs of the manor? They couldn't be released unless they were mute.
At first, Madam Hu was really frightened by the incident, but it didn't last long. Her attention quickly shifted from panic to the figure reflected on the screen. She was dazed, and she thought that the person she was familiar with would pass through the screen and walk towards her.
However, Jiang Pengji's voice brought her back to reality. She had lost interest in it, so she responded in a low voice and asked the servant to help her back to her room.
After a moment of silence, the bullet screen suddenly exploded again. Some of the content was doubtful, but most of them were still in disbelief. Some even criticized Jiang Pengji for being too cruel and vicious … They were more and more inclined to believe that the livestream was real.
Weisuo Yuwei: "I believe that the streamer has really traveled through time … But as a modern person, where are your values? You destroyed a person's eyes so easily and wanted to beat him to death in public. That's too cruel! "
Most of the bullet screen was similar. Most of them were criticizing Jiang Pengji for being cold-blooded and cruel.
She secretly curled her lips and asked the System to put her words in the center.
Host V: "Who told you that I'm from the modern era?"
How could she, a person who had lived on the edge of a knife, fought in space for more than 30 years, and directly or indirectly killed tens of millions of people?
She had her own way of doing things and judging. As long as she didn't cross the line, everything was fine.
Crossed the line?
Then I'm sorry. "
Host V: "Let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Pengji, the Commander of the Seventh Corps of the Interstellar Human Federation. I have the rank of General. Maybe after I die, I will be given the title of Honorary Marshal. According to your timeline, I belong to the future of humanity about ten or twenty thousand years in the future. "
As she spoke, she stepped on the wooden clogs under her feet and heard the rhythmic clacking of the clogs.
Host V: "This is not the peaceful era you are used to, and there is no such thing as human rights. Bloody scenes like today will only increase in the future. You and I are people of two different generations. It is fate that brought us together. If you are curious, I welcome you. If you don't, I won't send you off. "
The System: "…"
Damn it. She was not only the most difficult host it had ever met, but also the most famous host the audience had ever met.
The System was so angry that the Three Corpses God was about to explode. "If you do this … you'll make everyone leave in anger, understand?"
Jiang Pengji secretly curled her lips and said with certainty, "No, don't worry. The number of people will only increase."
The System did not understand, but Jiang Pengji was too lazy to explain.
A host from tens of thousands of years in the future streaming in the ancient era that seemed to be thousands of years ago, and it was real. Was the gimmick not big enough?
The System quickly realized that the number of people watching the live broadcast was slowly climbing towards two thousand, and it was getting closer and closer to the two thousand five hundred mark … But, why was there so many people watching the live broadcast, but she did not even see any lollipops being tipped?
"How old are you this year?"
Jiang Pengji took a flat wooden stick painted with red paint from a servant's hand and walked to the unfortunate maidservant. The maidservant wanted nothing more than to hide in a hole in the ground. If it weren't for the butler who had arranged for someone to keep an eye on her, she would have found a chance to kill herself.
"I am thirteen this year."
Although this maidservant was only thirteen years old, she had matured quite early. She looked like a slender and elegant girl of fifteen or sixteen.
Jiang Pengji handed the wooden stick to her. Under the servant girl's frightened and confused eyes, Jiang Pengji slightly squatted down and looked her in the eye. She used her other hand to pinch the servant girl's jaw. "He is tied up and can't move. You can beat him until he is dead. If you can't beat him to death, I will spare his life! "
The gathered servants did not know what had happened, but they could not help but gasp when they heard Jiang Pengji's words.
Jiang Pengji did not care about the looks of others. Instead, she asked the servant girl coldly, "Do you want to beat him or not?"
The servant girl's breathing was a bit rapid. Her eyes full of hatred fell on the red stick in Jiang Pengji's hand. She suddenly became more determined, and her breathing became more rapid.
"Thank you, Langjun!"
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