Chapter 90 Pool, man in black

Qiao Ran's intuition has always been accurate, and her powerful sixth sense allowed her to avoid several dangerous assassinations.

She looked at the dark water with bright eyes, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

Qiao Ran clenched the machete in her hand and looked at the people on the water warily.

From a distance, you can only see the man dressed in black, floating face down on the water motionless.

Qiao Ran counted silently in her mind. After about three minutes, the man was still motionless. Could it be that it was just a corpse?

Qiao Ran picked up a long branch and poked at the "corpse" not far from the shore.

After stabbing him several times, the man didn't respond at all.

Qiao Ran used the hooks formed by the branches on the branches to hook the man's clothes and slowly pulled him towards the shore.

She put down the machete, held the dagger in one hand, and fished the man out of the water with the other.

When he picked the person up, he could smell a faint smell of blood.

I wanted to throw this man aside and find a way to fish in the water.

However, when she lowered her head, she was startled.

The man wore a black mask that covered his nose and mouth, and his long hair was tied tightly with a black ribbon.

I can't see his specific appearance, I can only see thick black eyebrows and a frown.

Although he couldn't see his face, judging from the thick sword eyebrows, his appearance shouldn't be too bad.

Moreover, this person had a full vestibule and had learned face reading and psychology in a special organization. Qiao Ran could tell that this person had an extraordinary appearance and must be a very wealthy person.

But, no matter who he is, what does it have to do with him?

Qiao Ran threw the person onto the lush grass beside the pool and took out a fishing net from the space.

There is a small pond next to Qiao Ran's small courtyard. It is a fish pond dug by their family from a small mountain pit. There are many fish in the fish pond. Qiao Ran also learned to cast a net and fish with her grandfather. .

If she had time, Qiao Ran would actually prefer fishing, but at the moment she felt that it would be faster to cast a net. On the way to escape, just to find food, how could there be such leisurely fishing?

The pool was deep, and she had already seen many fish swimming on the surface.

Sure enough, once the net is cast down, it feels heavy.

Slowly pulling up the net, a dozen fish as big as a palm were jumping around in the net, trying to break free.

Qiao Ran pulled the net up and placed it on the grass, picked out all the fish in the net, threw them on the grass, and let them jump around.

Several nets were cast in a row, each net containing more than ten or twenty fish, and dozens or hundreds of fish were lost on the shore in a short time.

Qiao Ran found a big net bag from the space, picked up all the fish and threw them in.

A fish jumped to the feet of the man in black. Qiao Ran didn't want to waste every bit of food, so she went over and picked up the fish.

Just as she was about to take a step forward, someone suddenly grabbed her right foot.

Qiao Ran immediately pulled out the dagger reflexively and was about to wipe it on the man's neck, but suddenly she met a pair of dark eyes.

The sharp light that burst out from those eyes instantly made Qiao Ran's heart tremble.

She had only seen this kind of sharp-edged yet substantial look from some of the world's top killers in her previous life.

But then, the sharp look quickly faded away, so fast that Qiao Ran almost thought it was just her imagination.

What she saw now was a look of vulnerability and a hint of help.

Through the mask, Qiao Ran saw the man's lips slightly parted, and a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible sounded:

"Save...me...thank you..."

Immediately, the eyes were closed tightly, but the hand holding Qiao Ran's trousers did not let go.

Qiao Ran frowned. Although this man didn't look like a treacherous person, they were strangers. Why should she save him?

Although it seems that this person does not look like a bad person, who knows whether he is good at disguising?

Even if he is not a bad person, he must have had an unusual experience in this outfit, appearing in a deep pool in this deep mountain and old forest, and the smell of blood on his body.

If he was a wanted criminal, if he was being hunted by his enemies, wouldn't that bring danger to himself and the people in the village?

She wouldn't pick up such a big trouble!

Qiao Ran raised her feet, but her trousers were still grabbed.

She pulled hard, and with a "hiss" sound, a piece of the trouser leg was ripped off.

Qiao Ran's black line is adding insult to injury to her already poor family!

"Hey! You tore my trousers, you have to compensate me!"

Qiao Ran was so angry that she kicked the man, but the man seemed dead and showed no reaction.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead! Get up! Give me a pair of pants!"

Qiao Ran put the dagger against the man's neck. As long as he made any movement, the sharp blade would cut his throat and kill him with one blow.

However, she didn't know whether it was due to coma or the man's strong will. Qiao Ran used a little force in her hands and the blade touched the flesh of the man's neck. A line of blood came out, but the man remained motionless.

"Playing dead, right?"

After thinking about it, Qiao Ran reached out a hand and touched the man's waist.

A beautiful money bag fell into her hands.

Opening the purse, Qiao Ran looked at the contents.

A few silver ingots, a few broken pieces of silver, and a few banknotes, nothing special.

There is also a jade pendant inside, which is very gentle to the hand. The carving is complicated and meticulous, and it looks very valuable.

There seems to be another word in the delicate pattern. If you look closely, it is obviously the word "MO".

Qiao Ran knew that this should be this person's last name.

But what Qiao Ran doesn't know now is that the surname "Mo" is the national surname of the Dayue Kingdom, and can only be owned by members of the royal family.

She only knew that this jade pendant, which represented her identity, could not be taken away casually, otherwise it would cause countless troubles.

She only took away a piece of broken silver, about three taels, and stuffed the money bag back into the man's pocket.

Raising the broken silver in her hand, Qiao Ran didn't care whether anyone could hear it or not: "Hey, I didn't take advantage of you. Who said you only have this smallest piece of silver on you? And I fished you out of the water and rescued you." Your life, you don’t look like a rich man, your life is worth more than three taels, I’m being generous, we owe nothing to each other now, your life or death has nothing to do with me, so let’s just say goodbye. Goodbye!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around, picked up a bag full of fish, and left.

However, after walking a few steps, her hurried pace involuntarily slowed down.

Sighing, after all, she still couldn't pass the psychological barrier of being a doctor.

After a while, the man was stretched over and lying on his back.

After only half a second of hesitation, Qiao Ran stretched out her hand.

The black mask was taken off, and even though Qiao Ran considered herself to be indifferent, she was still involuntarily shocked.

As a member of a special organization in her previous life, she had traveled around the world and met all kinds of beauties and handsome men.

However, at this moment, she deeply understood the word "astonishing to the heavens".