Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper! Chapter 617: All About Cash

The old lady thought the sa, and seeing this large group of people entering behind, she didn’t say anything further and waved her hand, signaling them to go up and take the people.

This job was done beautifully, the man was exceptionally handso, the four children were charming, and even that cold-faced woman had so attractiveness.

It was just that the one with the scar on her face was a bit uglier.

But as long as she’s a woman, she can bear children; being a bit ugly just ans she’s cheaper, and there are plenty of old n who can’t find wives who want her.

Plus, the goods on the carriage and the fine horse, just thinking about it made the old lady smile so broadly her mouth couldn’t close. She might make a huge profit!

Seeing a group of fierce thugs rushing toward them, Qin Yao’s family understood that they had encountered professional human traffickers.

First, they probed at the tea stall, then they sent the strong man and Gouwa as bait, and finally lured them to their base to catch them in one go.

"That liar Gouwa!" Si Niang couldn’t believe that she and her brothers had been completely fooled.

They thought they were being kind, but it turned into a joke, especially after not listening to Mother, becoming overwheld with sympathy, and insisting on sending that liar Gouwa ho.

This is not so Wildcat Village; this is a black village full of human traffickers!

"Mother, we’re sorry," the four siblings said guiltily.

Qin Yao snorted lightly, "Admit your mistake and change, each of you write a 2,000-word review."

"Okay!" The four siblings responded excitedly. Great! Mother’s willing to forgive them, they would definitely write their reviews well.

Despite the danger approaching, the mother and her children still had the leisure to chat, making Aunt Sun and the bald man speechless.

The two stepped aside from the entrance to let the thugs in, rembering Gouwa said these two won knew martial arts, and if they struggled, better not get hurt.

Qin Yao signaled to Da Lang and Yin Le.

The two understood.

Da Lang pushed his younger siblings behind him, drew a dagger hidden in his boot, ready to protect them.

Yin Le then hoisted the unconscious Liu Ji, standing half a step behind Qin Yao, ready to break through at any mont.

Qin Yao pulled out a dagger, nonchalantly twirling it on her fingertip, suddenly smiling grimly.

The next second!

The dagger’s sheath flew out—striking hard upon the nose bridge of the fierce thug reaching out first.

"Crack," a sound rang out, as his nose bridge shattered, his eyes seeing stars, stumbling back several steps in pain before collapsing with a thud, fainting.

This wasn’t even using real weapons yet; a single thrown dagger sheath instantly knocked down a thug, creating a strong visual impact on these traffickers, leaving them dumbfounded.

At the ti, they didn’t realize the severity of the situation. Seeing the leading thug fallen, cries of "Third brother! Third brother!" rang out continuously, realizing he truly passed out, their gazes upon Qin Yao’s group turned vicious.

They initially thought to tease a couple of won and children for fun, who knew they’d be so fierce?

"Dammit! Just pin them down and tie them up!" Soone gave the order, and the thugs imdiately sprang into action, breaking into three groups to spread out.

Unexpectedly, two flying darts suddenly struck, two n stiffly fell at the ugly girl’s feet, each receiving a harsh kick to the chin, whites of their eyes showing.

Even those kids, they couldn’t get close.

That oldest boy, though young, aid each strike to kill, though refraining from outright killing, his dagger already scraped away plenty of flesh, making their blockers clutch their throats, cursing him as a brat.

However, attempting to reinforce those sides was impossible, Qin Yao deliberately left a few for her disciples and sons to practice on, blocking the rest herself; wielding a dagger sheath in one hand and a short dagger in the other, whirling them with blinding speed, common folk had difficulty tracking her movents.

In a flicker, a piercing cold stabbed their bodies, as if paralyzed, collapsing uncontrollably.

She didn’t kill, seeming confident in her strength, intending to subdue them alive, slicing thigh tendons or severing hand muscles, sotis knocking them unconscious with a single dagger sheath hit.

That woman’s strength ca from sowhere unknown, leaving deep dents on foreheads with bare sheaths, eyeballs bulging instantaneously, those struck felt like enduring torture, their agonized cries incessant, terrifying.

Qin Yao’s nerves were unusually excited, envisioning the bounties seen in Yu Zhou Main City; for her, these traffickers morphed into shining silver, thinking only—money, money, it was all money!

Bald man and Aunt Sun watched helplessly as brother after brother fell like spring leeks, their terrified hearts racing.

"Didn’t you say only these two won knew martial arts?" Bald man angrily questioned the old lady, her mouth wide as an egg.

The old lady didn’t expect to be questioned, thinking clearly those useless drug people failed their task.

She roared, "Quick, scatter the remaining knockout powder!"

In their line of work, their usual ans weren’t force, but rather potent knockout drugs.

Regardless of martial arts prowess, a dose of knockout powder would ensure obedience.

However, Aunt Sun barely lifted the drug packet when a sharp dagger flew over, cutting a fine bloodstain on her drug-grasping wrist.

Sotis, the brain couldn’t imdiately register the body’s injury, so her action of tossing the drugs continued, but the next mont, intense pain struck, the packet "plopped" to the ground, Aunt Sun finally looked down at her hand, her right wrist suddenly bending downward...

"Ahhh!!"

In the woman’s shrill, fearful scream, the bald man abandoned his companions, turning to flee.

The old lady was stunned, her eyes widened incredulously—inside the hall, her brothers lay all over, none left standing, only that demonic woman planting a foot on Aunt Sun’s broken wrist, smiling coldly at her.

She abruptly raised her hand, twiddling two fingers, the bald man’s advancing fra staggered at the doorstep, glancing at his leg behind him, a silver dart tied with a red ribbon deeply embedded in his calf.

A shadow descended overhead, the ugly-faced woman, like a ghost, floated before him unexpectedly.

Yin Le smashed a fist into the bald man’s head, imdiately knocking him out, then dragged him back into the courtyard, swiftly closing and latching the door.

As for the master, she’d been placed in the carriage compartnt, sleeping completely unaware of the ti of day.

A sharp whistling sound pierced the air above the courtyard, a brilliant blue firework exploded, breathtakingly beautiful.

As the old lady released the signal flare, a satisfied smile showed... Yin Le’s fist ca crashing down, and the smile ceased abruptly.