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But now Ye Qingrou¡¯s actions made Beng Yaju suddenly feel wary. Although Ye Qingrou would greet him with a smile every time he came, it was definitely not like this. This tone and this action are so gentle. The gentleness gave him goosebumps all over his body and his scalp felt numb.
Normally, he would be overjoyed, but now, the corners of his eyes kept twitching, which made him dare not act rashly, and he took a step back cautiously.
The smile on Ye Qingrou's face became more and more charming, and her voice was so sweet that she said, "Come here, this cake is really delicious, come and try it. Don't worry, there is no poison."
The brothers around Beng Yaju were looking at him with confusion, and their meaning was very clear. Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you think about sleeping with such a woman day and night? Today they asked you to come over and even fed you cakes themselves. Why did you refuse? What are you afraid of?
The muscles on Beng Yaju's face twitched. He really felt that Ye Qingrou, a woman like this, was a little abnormal today. But think about it, what if it feels abnormal? Am I, Bengyaju, afraid of a bitch like you?
A smile appeared on Bengyaju's face, but his tense body did not relax. He was always on guard and walked over with a somewhat stiff pace.
"Since you said it's delicious, of course I have to eat it often."
Beng Yaju stopped when he was more than one meter away from the bar. He reached out and grabbed the knife in Ye Qingrou's hand: "I'll do it myself."
"Okay!" As soon as Ye Qingrou finished speaking, her other hand quickly reached out and grabbed Bengyaju's wrist.
Bengyaju yelled something bad in his heart, struggled hard, and then his face changed drastically. Ye Qingrou's strength was so strong that he couldn't imagine it. Not only did she not break free, she was pulled to the point of staggering by the other party, and she threw herself uncontrollably towards the bar.
"boom!"
Ye Qingrou pressed Beng Yaju's hand on the bar, the smile on her face had disappeared, and her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Even in the hot summer, people feel the cold air blowing against their faces.
"Today, I will personally help you relax." After saying this, he flipped his wrist holding the knife, and a silvery white light passed through the air, followed by a pop. The table knife pierced Beng Yaju's hand, penetrated the heavy tabletop of the bar, and pinned Beng's hand to it.
"Ouch" Bengyaju screamed pitifully, "You bitch, I will kill you."
Bengyaju¡¯s eyes protruded from his sockets, and his entire face was distorted in pain. He picked up the machete in his other hand and slashed at Ye Qingrou's head.
Ye Qingrou flicked her finger on the knife that was about to fall.
There was a buzzing sound, the blade of the sword trembled, and a strong force surged in. Beng Yaju's hand holding the knife went numb, and the machete flew out.
Ye Qingrou grabbed the handle of the knife and chopped it downwards. There was a click, a terrible sound of bone breaking, Bengyaju let out another shrill scream, and his hand that was nailed to the bar was chopped off at the wrist. Before he could let out a second scream, he held his severed hand with blood spurting out, rolled his eyes and passed out.
It was only then that the brothers brought by Beng Yaju realized what they were doing. Their expressions changed drastically, and one guy roared angrily: "Fuck you, you bitch."
The other guy also shouted angrily: "Chop her into pieces to avenge my brother."
Sister Yan, who was standing aside, sneered, her aura suddenly changed, and the temperature in the entire space seemed to drop to freezing point instantly: "A bunch of people who don't know how to live or die." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com