Chapter 583: 583 will kill
It seems his life is not even worth as much as a nineteen-tael livestock… The middle-aged man’s face fell, “They are all part of a suicide squad. If they don’t die, you will be in endless trouble.”
“But I don’t know if you are a bad person or not…”
The middle-aged man quickly said, “I am a good person. At least …for you, I am definitely a good person… He, on the other hand, is definitely a bad person for you.”
“But, I don’t want to kill anyone easily in my life.” Su Qingyue waved at the black-clothed killer, “Sir, you can go.”
The black-clothed killer hesitated and turned away, looking like he was giving up due to the difficulty.
Suddenly, he turned back with a speed faster than thunder, and thrust a sword toward Su Qingyue.
“Girl!” The middle-aged man screamed, “I told you not to be soft-hearted. Now we’re done for…”
Before the sword hit, Su Qingyue dodged nimbly to the side while, at the same time, precisely jerking the head of the black-clothed killer.
Crack! A sound rang out.
The black-clothed killer’s neck was twisted and broken, and he fell dead to the ground.
Su Qingyue clapped her hands, “I knew I would be ambushed. Damn it, my hands are stained with blood again.” It looked like the ancient killers were useless, while she, a modern killer, was much more impressive.
The middle-aged man saw she was fine and that all the killers were dead, so he sighed with relief and weakly fell to the ground, “Girl… you scared me to death! I told you, I am the good person, and he was the bad.”
Su Qingyue walked in front of him and saw him covered in blood, “Uncle, it seems you are not bad at all.”
He could not hold back and lay panting weakly on the ground, “Unfortunately, I was poisoned with a deadly toxin that no one can cure. I am dying… The good die young… The harm remains for a thousand years…”
“You’re dying but still talking so much nonsense.” She rolled her eyes, just like her Chuan at home.
He said weakly, “Girl, can you… help… help me with a favor…”
“I’ve been poisoned and cut dozens of times. I’m about to die…”
“All I want is for you to deliver a message to my son, telling him… to manage… the family business well…”
Su Qingyue squatted beside him and checked his pulse, “You can do it yourself.”
“I can’t exactly turn into a ghost and talk to him… So please, girl…” He wanted to say something else.
Su Qingyue interrupted him, “Uncle, you are hanging on to your last breath. Save your energy and don’t talk. You are in luck, I can cure the poison that is killing you, but you can only hold on for as long as one joss stick. The nearest pharmacy from here is probably half an hour away. By the time you buy the medicine and come back, you would have already run out of breath. I happen to have some herbs that I can spare, which does not affect my usage for my own family, and can also provide you with the antidote. Your life is truly not destined to end.”
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man’s body convulsed with excitement. Heavens, she could really cure his incurable poison? Truly, an expert! He wanted to say something, but decided to follow her advice and save his breath.
Su Qingyue took out the medicine she originally bought for her third brother from the sack on the horseback, took a little bit, and also took out a few herbs from her own prepared medicine kit.
She walked to the river bank, placed them on a stone, picked up another stone, mixed some water, and ground the medicine together.
After grinding, she grabbed the medicine in her hand, went back to the middle-aged man, and said, “Uncle, open your mouth.”
He opened his mouth as instructed.
She stuffed the medicine into his mouth, “Swallow it yourself.”
He tried hard to swallow it, but his throat was dry, and he could not get it down. Instead, he wanted to vomit it out.