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Chapter 158

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Zhang Meihua and her friends were good with their words in the past when they bickered with each other.

However, when they really got into a fight, they would turn weak immediately without any ability.

To put it bluntly, they were people who loved to spout nonsense and put on airs when they were actually weak.

Especially when Qin Junlan said that Yun Jian "crushed a wooden stool with one foot and led everyone to dodge the sniper's bullet", Zhang Meihua and her friends could not help shuddering just from listening to it.

To them, it was as miraculous as a group of sows flying in the sky.

Since it came from Qin Junlan, Zhang Meihua and the rest did not doubt the authenticity of her words.

Therefore, all of them stared at Yun Jian in fear as if they were trying to see through Yun Jian.

"Since you said that I'm petty and unfilial, I'll do as you say today. How about I break your necks one by one right now?" Seeing how fearful these people were of her after hearing what she said, Yun Jian changed her strategy as a faint voice came from her throat.

Of course, she would not really break all of their necks.

Even if she wanted to, Qin Yirou would probably not watch her do it.

They were her family after all. Even if she abandoned everything and no matter how disgusting these people were, the blood relationship could not be severed.

As expected, after Yun Jian spoke, Qin Yirou who had been quietly wiping her tears cried out, "Xiao Jian, don't!"

Murder was illegal, not to mention that these people were related to her by blood.

No matter how bad it was, Qin Yirou did not wish to see such an extreme scene happen.

Qin Yirou could no longer be bothered with how Yun Jian had become so powerful.

After so many days, Qin Yirou had gradually gotten used to Yun Jian's current personality.

Whatever she said, she would definitely do it!

Hence, Qin Yirou stopped Yun Jian right away.

Yun Jian was unmoved by Qin Yirou's words.

On the contrary, Yun Jian glanced sideways at Qin Yirou and told her with narrowed eyes, "Mom, stay out of this."

With that, she glared daggers at Zhang Meihua and the others. Suddenly, she extended her hand and conjured a small knife out of nowhere like a magic trick. With a sinister smirk, she approached the men with the knife in her hand.

"If I stab all of you to death with this knife, I don't think you'll feel any pain before you die." As Yun Jian spoke, she rubbed the sharp tip of the knife with her fingers, uttering the terrifying words in a normal tone.

Qin Yirou would probably feel bad if she attacked Zhang Meihua and her family.

Even if she scolded them, it would be useless because Zhang Meihua and her friends were shameless people.

In spite of it, Yun Jian had countless ways to deal with such situations. She could even force a brainwashed assassin to talk, let alone Zhang Meihua and the others.

She intended to teach these people a lesson.

"You, you, you, you, you, you, what are you trying to do …" Qin Junlan was so scared that she subconsciously retreated. She sounded like she was about to cry.

It was obvious that what Yun Jian had done previously made her tremble in fear.

Zhang Meihua was indeed Qin Junlan's mother. Not only were their tones and words similar, but they were also equally timid.

Zhang Meihua was scared out of her wits by Yun Jian's eerie and terrifying actions. She kept retreating.

The group of people retreated until they reached the corner of the wall. They could no longer retreat any further and stopped.

"It's good that you're standing there. Let's see if my knife can hit one of your heads like a flying knife." Yun Jian chuckled evilly. As she spoke, she suddenly held the knife in her hand.

"You, what are you doing? What you're doing is illegal. You … Ah!"

The last sound came from the group of people's screams.

It was because the saber in Yun Jian's hand was already flying toward where they were with the last clang.

Qin Yirou could not stop it in time. She shouted, "No!" and Yun Jian had already thrown the knife.

After the screams, the group of people who were leaning against the wall opened their eyes in fear. Zhang Meihua looked up slightly and saw that the knife was embedded in the wall right above her head.

Zhang Meihua was dumbfounded.

The group of people heaved a sigh of relief.

Just then, Zhang Meihua, who was scared out of her wits, felt something warm flowing out from under her flowery pants.

Everyone smelled the stench and looked over. They saw a yellowish liquid flowing out from under Zhang Meihua's pants.

Everyone widened their eyes in shock.

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