Chapter 67 Cute and Harmless Little Sheep

"You don't have to worry, girl, the government is already investigating the case, and I believe it will come to light."

The aunt was afraid that her words would scare them, so she added another sentence.

Feng Qianwei didn't take this matter to heart, after all, she was too far away.

The west side of the city is a slum, and most of the people living there are at the bottom. It is also a very chaotic place. If you want to find out, it will be difficult.

"Xiao Huan, let's go."

Xu Jinhuan didn't ask her where she was going, so he followed her. No matter where she went, as long as she was willing to take him, he would follow her.

As soon as the two got up to leave, Feng Qianwei pushed Xu Jinhuan away and jumped aside.

The next moment, a sharp arrow came through the air, and the arrow sank into the trunk of the tree.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Xu Jinhuan did not expect that someone would dare to do this in broad daylight, and asked in panic.

"I'm fine, you follow me, don't be afraid."

Feng Qianwei has a strong perception, so she can avoid the sharp arrows before.

"Wow--"

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears, and the aunt hurriedly took her and fled the place of right and wrong in a cart.

Usually there are not many people at the entrance of this alley. There is no need to pay for stalls here, and there are not many people at the moment.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

A few more sharp arrows came through the air, Feng Qianwei pulled her beard and dodged to avoid it. She took out the silver needle she was carrying, dodged the sharp arrows, and approached the archer.

The one who was most shocked at this moment was the archer. He didn't hit one of his many arrows. Feng Qianwei seemed to be able to predict the direction of the sharp arrow, and she managed to avoid it with her own person.

But he didn't understand why she didn't run away and came towards him instead.

"brush!"

The silver needle in her hand flew out, and then a figure fell heavily to the ground.

"Is he dead?"

Xu Jinhuan didn't expect Feng Qianwei to be able to defeat this archer. Is this really the weak Miss Feng family?

"Not dead, just in a coma. Will it bind people?"

Feng Qianwei asked, Xu Jinhuan nodded immediately, found an old vine, tied the man firmly, and dragged it into a remote alley.

There are three hideous scars on the man's face, and the flesh on his face is completely ferocious.

"This person should be the killer from last night."

She remembered the figure of that person and would not recognize the wrong person.

"From now on, what do I ask, what do you answer, if you find out that you lied, you don't want to know the consequences."

Feng Qianwei gave him a needle, and he woke up.

"I will definitely cooperate."

The man replied hypocritically, but there were countless thoughts in his heart, even if he was talking nonsense, no one would know.

"I advise you never to underestimate women."

Feng Qianwei saw his disdainful look, a silver needle fell from his hand, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his whole body was not well.

He never knew that a thin silver needle could actually hurt people so much that they wanted to hit them to death.

"You...how can you do this...you didn't ask any questions..."

The man's voice was trembling, even if he was such a fierce big man, he couldn't hold on to a single shot in her hands.

"When you attacked me, you didn't tell me in advance!"

Feng Qianwei said innocently, like a cute little sheep, absolutely harmless.

However, someone who was in great pain just knelt on the ground.

"Please... pull the needle out."

"Tell me about your origin, the mastermind behind the scenes, all kinds of things I want to know, you can tell me, if I am satisfied, I will consider your proposal."

Feng Qianwei had a harmless smile on her face, but in this man's heart, her methods were too terrifying.

"I said, I said everything."

He spoke quickly.

"If I'm telling the truth, I still have needles here. As a warm reminder, the pain is doubled for every needle."

Feng Qianwei's words made him fall into an ice cave.

Today is a small year in the south, I wish the little snowflakes a happy new year! ^_^