C2 Mask Man

Jiang Ran was stunned as he supported her into the room. The siblings lived in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Estate that was cold in the winter and hot in the summer. A masked man in black was currently lying on the only bed.

Jiang JinYue followed the direction of Jiang Ran's attack. The man had fallen down from the sky yesterday, and had even destroyed the only room they could hide from the wind and rain.

Jiang JinYue drank the water that Jiang Ran handed to her, and started rummaging through the man's clothes. She then took off the money pouch on his waist, and Jiang Ran's eyes were wide open as his face turned red.

"A gentleman doesn't take advantage of others and doesn't take their money. How can you …"

Jiang JinYue rolled her eyes, "I'm a girl. Don't mind so much, my good brother. He's starving. Are you still a gentleman, like a man?"

Jiang Ran paused, as if it was hard for him to digest this theory. Jiang JinYue pushed him out of the room, "This man needs to be treated even if he's injured, and your sister needs to be treated as well. Go to the back door and take the money of Zhu Ru, Sha Sha and Chen Pi, as well as the money of Angelica, Qiang live, Clove, Gan Song and Shan, we'll split them apart. I'll tell you this, if I die from pain, you'll be the next one to die!"

When Jiang Ran heard this, he no longer hesitated and ran towards the backyard.

Jiang JinYue sighed. She didn't expect herself to be transported to such a strange place. Luckily, she was able to adapt well. No matter what, she had to solve the problem with her body first.

The man on the bed seemed to be quite injured, with wounds all over his body and the half of his face under the mask flushed red. Presumably, the wound was infected, and the remaining blood stench was terrifying, but of course, this was not a problem. In Jiang JinYue's eyes, these were just minor ailments, as long as there were enough ingredients, treating them for three days in a day was more important.

But what about this person? Why are you wearing a mask? Why don't we take it off and have a look?

Puzzled, Jiang JinYue reached out her hand, but before she was even halfway done, she was suddenly held back by a hand. The half-dead man sat up with a dark face and said, "You're courting death …"

Jiang JinYuan felt a little awkward after being caught being a thief for the first time. She rolled her eyes and spoke miserably.

"Boss, you've finally woken up. Our children are already seven years old and haven't eaten for several days. Quickly take out all of the valuable things out."

"Woman …" Zhao Lan made a sound between his teeth, clearly gnashing his teeth.

Jiang JinYue jumped up in fright. Her hands slid to a place where she shouldn't have touched them. Before she could even react, a cold light flashed in front of her eyes. She quickly dodged and stabbed her dagger into a wooden stake.

Jiang JinYuan pulled out the dagger and touched the handle. It was still gold-plated, so she immediately beamed with joy.

"Aiya, aiya, look at you. It's only a matter of one or two inches. Is there a need to get so angry? This dagger is not bad, I'll take it."

Zhao Lanjian weakly sat up. All the strength he had gathered with great difficulty was used up from throwing the dagger. His eyes were filled with killing intent; this woman … This woman … He actually humiliated him!

"Scram!"

"Can you speak reason?" You stay at my house and tell me to get lost? Look at the roof of our house! " Jiang JinYue put away her dagger and pointed at the roof, which had a big hole smashed in it by Zhao Lan. "Come here, I won't take off my mask … I'll protect your reputation, and I won't hurt your life to take care of you. What do you say if I take some compensation?"