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Chapter 130 The Femme Fatale
Chapter 130 The Femme Fatale
What is a femme fatale?
That's about it.
The poisoned silver needles shot out.
The monks immediately knocked their sticks away, but in an instant, they saw the purple-clad woman's smile, which was faintly visible beneath her veil.
It had the air of triumph.
"You bunch of stinking monks better watch out if you want to catch me."
The woman in purple lightly gathered her breath, left her original spot, and stood by the window.
Several people, who had not yet been harmed, saw the woman's smug expression and immediately roared in anger.
"Witch! You injured more than ten of my Shaolin disciples the other day, and today I will capture you and take you back!"
One of the monks impulsively stepped forward.
The woman in purple smiled slightly, pointed at him, and said, "You can look around before you come over."
These words were a wake-up call.
The monks glanced around, and when they saw clearly, their eyes widened in surprise.
Before anyone knew it, the woman in purple's silver needles were already threatening the people.
It's not hard to imagine that if those few monks were moved, the woman in purple would dare to activate the needles and perish together with dozens of people around her.
This is also why Chen Feng said that she was the most vicious woman.
These lay Shaolin monks maintain the image of a respectable sect in the outside world. Even if they wanted to take action, they would have to maintain their image and dare not act rashly.
The woman in purple chuckled, giving the monks a defiant look before saying, "You're quite the actor. In that case, I'm not going to play with you boring monks anymore."
After saying this, the woman in purple was about to leave, but she was stunned when she was about to leave through the window.
She stared intently at Chen Feng, as if she had discovered something new.
That's not her fault.
In the midst of the chaos, all the guests upstairs had taken the opportunity to slip away, leaving Chen Feng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, with nowhere to go, so he simply held his wine glass and watched the show.
"Oh, there's another one here who's not afraid of death. How interesting." The woman in purple smiled slightly.
But in that moment of distraction, the monks who were unwilling to watch her leave seized the opportunity.
Just as the woman in purple reached out and grabbed the bewildered Chen Feng's sleeve, a monk's stick came flying at her.
The woman in purple took a solid blow to the wrist, and with a sharp cry, she was enraged.
A strange red light flashed in her eyes, and her face darkened: "You're courting death!"
As soon as the word was uttered, the monk who had been pressing forward widened his eyes, but still felt a blur before his eyes as a brightly colored little creature darted out.
"Ah!" The little thing pounced on his face, followed by a sharp pain.
Chen Feng could see it most clearly from the front. It was a brightly colored spider. Although it was an unknown species, it didn't stop him from knowing that this thing was a highly venomous treasure!
Chen Feng's eyes lit up.
"You stinking monk, how dare you hurt me!"
The woman in purple had a fierce look on her face. She reached out and suddenly pulled Chen Feng over: "Try touching me again. So-called righteous sects are nothing but this, actually ambushing me."
The venomous spider was incredibly powerful; one bite and half of the monk's face rotted away.
The other monks almost lost their temper and rushed forward when they saw this.
"If he dares to come up again, I'll kill him!" the woman in purple said, pointing at Chen Feng.
The monk clenched his fist: "Witch! How dare you lay a hand on an ordinary person!"
"What's there to be afraid of?" the woman chuckled softly.
Seeing his cold gaze, no one else dared to speak up.
Because they believed it, this woman dared to say it and dared to do it.
Chen Feng, who was being held hostage, stared at the monks in front of him, and suddenly thought to himself... These monks didn't even recognize him?!
The woman in purple did not linger and jumped out of the window while holding Chen Feng hostage.
Their speed was so fast that even with Chen Feng on their backs, the monks couldn't catch up, though they were still a little disheveled.
Before long, the woman in purple led Chen Feng to the riverbank outside the city. After leaving Chen Feng aside, the woman in purple frowned and went to wash the injured area on her hand, while also giving herself a simple bandage.
Chen Feng sized her up from behind. The woman in purple finally realized something was wrong and suddenly turned around, saying, "What's wrong with you? Aren't you afraid of me? You've been so calm from the very beginning."
Chen Feng stood up from the ground, clicked his tongue, chuckled, and asked in return, "Afraid of you?"
The woman in purple thought he was looking down on her, and rolled her eyes in anger. She said coldly, "Hmph, you don't think those stinky monks are coming back to save you, do you? Don't even think about it. No matter who you are, death is the end of it all."
"To be honest, I really don't expect that."
Chen Feng almost laughed. Those bald monks hadn't recognized him at first, otherwise they would have attacked him directly!
"Then you..." The woman in purple looked at Chen Feng suspiciously, vaguely sensing that she had provoked an even bigger trouble.
She couldn't see through Chen Feng's true nature.
Chen Feng was eyeing the spider she had just released. He was about to speak when his ears twitched and his gaze turned to the distance.
Unaware of what was happening, the woman in purple approached Chen Feng and questioned, "You don't seem to be an ordinary person. Tell me, who exactly are you?"
"Oh dear, now is not the time to talk about this." Chen Feng took a small step back, widening the distance between them, and laughed.
"If you don't tell me, I'll have my baby bite you." The woman in purple had deep, dark eyes.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng suddenly felt the weight of a small, eight-legged creature on his shoulder.
It comes step by step, like a seductive, itchy allure.
Before long, Chen Feng felt that thing was already on his neck.
That's a perfect threat!
Chen Feng frowned, a rare occurrence for him, and almost immediately backed down: "I'm telling you, don't be like that, really, those monks are coming after us."
"What am I afraid of? I have you here!" the woman in purple persisted.
"Hey, I'm telling you, no way?" Chen Feng looked at her as if she were an idiot. The woman in purple was slightly angry and was about to say "bite him" when she heard Chen Feng continue, "Do you think these monks in this godforsaken place care about such things?"
Upon closer examination, this statement actually makes a lot of sense.
The woman in purple glared at him angrily, but ultimately didn't utter the words "bite him." Just then, a loud shout came from the sky.
"Witch, where do you think you're going!"
Those monks really did chase after us!
Although the woman in purple was annoyed that Chen Feng had guessed correctly, she still gave a haughty snort, her eyes full of charm, as if she could still exude a thousand kinds of allure even through a veil.
"A bunch of monks chasing after a young girl, wouldn't people laugh at us if word got out?" The woman in purple pushed Chen Feng aside and went to meet them alone.