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    Chapter 383 The Fifteenth Plane (Eighteen) Assassination

    After reading all the information, Yang Wenwen smiled. The biggest shortcoming of this high-ranking official is Murakami’s lust, and this beauty is the easiest place to fall!

    As soon as his eyes rolled, Yang Wenwen had a plan. She put down the information in his hand and called the person to explain it.

    “Send someone to lure him to Jinyu Mantang. Yes, this person is so beautiful. To get close to him, you must think of some way. I’m afraid it will be difficult to succeed if you come directly.”

    In fact, they are just a few ninjas. Yang Wenshu is sure to kill the mission target, but this will inevitably increase the difficulty. After all, she only has skills in this life and does not have any other special abilities.

    But if you can make your task much easier with some small tricks, then why not do it?

    Yang Wenwen smiled when he thought of this, and it was time to see when Nakamura Shangshu took the bait.

    But before Nakamura took the bait, Yang Wenwen encountered another trouble, and that was Songping, a subordinate sent by Duan Jiafu.

    Ten years ago, because of Duan Jiafu’s orders, he went to Yang Wenwen’s already war-torn hometown and killed Yang Wenwen’s parents, but he escaped because Yang Wenwen was rescued.

    Because Yang Wenwen did not go to that plane, but wasted time shopping with Xu Aoxue. By the time she went to that plane again, ten years had passed.

    In the past ten years, Yang Wenwen didn’t know what happened, let alone that Duan Jiafu killed her parents in this plane, because she didn’t think about it at all.

    So when Songping appeared in front of her, she was very strange.

    Who has she offended these days?

    Someone actually wants her life?

    It’s a pity that although Songping’s skills are okay, he is still completely unsatisfactory in front of she, so Yang Wenshu solved he with three strikes, five divisions and two.

    “Who sent you?”

    Yang Wenwen tied up Songping and threw him underground. After she caught the man who was about to assassinate her, she took him to the place where the gang interrogated prisoners. The smell of blood here was very strong and it was eerie. People with poor psychological quality would be frightened by the environment and atmosphere here.

    However, Songping had been in Duan Jiafu’s hands for many years and had never seen any big scenes. Therefore, apart from being very surprised by Yang Wenshen’s skills, he had no other emotions at this time.

    “You think I would say that you, a weak woman, can be so powerful, but I…I made a mistake. If I had known better, I would have brought a few more people here!”

    Songping actually didn’t let go at all and looked at Yang Wenshu calmly.

    It seems that this is a man who is very loyal to his master.

    Why does Yang Wenwen know that he has a master? Because this person does not look like a hired killer from outside. Although those killers will not disclose the client’s information after being caught, in order to avoid the cruel interrogation, he will bite open the poison sac in his mouth and commit suicide.

    There is no poison sac in this man’s mouth, and he looks quite pampered. The murderous aura on his body is not that heavy, and he does not look like a killer at all.

    “Do you think I will let you go like this if you don’t tell me?”

    Yang Wenwen smiled and said to the back without moving: “Bring the things up.”

    “Will you let me go if I tell you? Do you want to use torture? It’s useless, I won’t say anything!”

    When Songping saw the things brought by the people behind Yang Wenwen, his expression finally changed, not because he had a bad mental quality, but because those things were really terrifying.

    Not to mention what they were, just the layers of blood stains on them showed how many people had been punished by these things. I didn’t expect that such a stunning beauty could be such a cruel person.

    “Master, the things are here. Are you coming in person or are we coming?”

    The people below brought the things up and asked Yang Wenwen.

    Songping was really shocked when he heard that man actually called Yang Wenwen, the target of his assassination, the hall master!

    “I’ll do it myself.”

    But before Songping expressed his surprise, he was speechless, because Yang Wenwen had already picked up the most inconspicuous thing among the pile of instruments – a whip. She picked it up and smiled, and then looked at Songping, who was a little shocked.

    “This is no ordinary whip. This whip is made from the skin of a century-old python, which is stained with chemicals that can cause sensitivity to the nerves. The pain you usually feel will appear on your body in a hundred times greater form. Well, without further ado, since you have the ability to kill me, then give it a try!”

    Yang Wenwen raised the whip and hit Songping. Because his limbs were tied at this time, he struggled very little and could only bear the pain of the whip hitting him.

    “Ah! I… won’t say it! I won’t… say it! Ah——!”

    Hearing Songping’s screams, Yang Wenshu’s eyes did not waver at all. In fact, she could spend points to ask the system who wanted to kill her, but she didn’t want to do this. She just wanted to find out from others.

    That’s fun, isn’t it?

    The subordinates around Yang Wenwen shuddered at the same time when they saw Yang Wenwen’s motionless expression and calm eyes. The hall master was usually very scary during training, but he didn’t expect it to be even more scary now.

    So scary(┬_┬)

    Yang Wenwen’s attitude is that she is very patient with people who are good to her. As long as they don’t betray her, she can pamper others to the sky. But for people who offend her, I’m sorry, she will never show mercy!

    Yang Wenwen whipped him a few more times: “Oh? Don’t tell me? Well, since the whip doesn’t work on you, then use something else.”

    Yang Wenwen picked up the syringe next to him and pushed a tube of medicine into Songping’s body. This was the medicine stained on the whip, the nerve-sensitive medicine.

    After injecting the medicine, Yang Wenwen picked up the tweezers on the side, came to Songping’s side and said, “I’ll ask you twice whether you want to tell me or not. If you don’t tell me the first time, I will pull out all the nails on your left side. If you don’t tell me the second time, I will pull out all the nails on your right side.”

    “…No…say…”

    Songping understood that even if he said it, he would not be able to survive. Even if Yang Wenwen let him go, the mission was not completed and he would not let him go when he returned to the Duan family warlord.

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