In the silent night, Littlefinger woke up from his coma and slowly realized that this seemed to be a luxurious hall.
Blinking his eyes, when he saw that he was tied up all over, he couldn't help but said: "Hi, guys, we can discuss something. Do you need money? I have a lot, as long as you don't hurt me!"
Showing a forced smile, Littlefinger was not worried about his "safety".
Because since the other party has no intention of killing him, he must have something to find him.
That being the case, why worry?
Just as Littlefinger finished speaking, Lu Yan slowly walked down the stairs.
The moment he saw Lu Yan, Little Finger looked stunned and said, "Marquis Howard?"
"Very surprised?"
Seeing Littlefinger so surprised, Lu Yan couldn't help but said: "Aliu, say hello to our Finance Minister!"
Stepping forward, Aliu stabbed his dagger directly into his thigh.
"ah!"
Screaming miserably, Littlefinger said with a horrified look on his face: "No, don't do this! I didn't offend you."
"Petyr Baelish, you did not offend me!"
When he walked up to Little Finger, Lu Yan turned to look at Aliwu and said, "Next time, I'll change the dagger to a longer handle. You know it won't be able to pierce through it at all, you know?"
"Understood, sir!"
Nodding silently, Aliu walked aside, with no intention of helping Baelish pull out the dagger.
"Can you pull this thing out first? I feel like I have lost all feeling in my legs!"
Wailing in pain, Little Finger couldn't help but curse in his heart at this moment: "What do you mean by changing the dagger to a longer handle? Are you polite? Just say hello in this way when you come up! Bastard, why is the Land of Storms more barbaric than the North? "
"Jon Arryn, you know how he died!"
Looking down at Little Finger, Lu Yan smiled ferociously, looking unusually kind.
Suddenly hearing these words, Little Finger couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, as if his secret had been discovered.
But even so, Littlefinger still said firmly: "No, this matter has nothing to do with me!"
"It has nothing to do with you? You asked that stupid woman Lysa Tully to poison her husband to death. This is nothing to do with you!"
Raising his hand and pressing it on the dagger, Lu Yan increased the strength in his hand.
"ah!"
Wailing miserably, Littlefinger could not help but scream: "Really, Lord Howard, this matter has nothing to do with me. Lysa Tully and I are just childhood friends."
"Snapped!"
Lu Yan slapped Littlefinger on the face with his backhand. Lu Yan stared at him and said, "Do you think I'm an idiot like Ed Stark? You're using this kind of lie to deceive me! It seems you don't need this. Legs!"
Just as Lu Yan finished speaking, Aliwu stepped forward and drew out the long sword from his waist.
It looked like he was planning to cut off his legs.
"No, don't do this, it's me, it's Jon Arryn who I asked Lysa to poison!"
Seeing that Lu Yan didn't look like he was joking at all, Littlefinger finally chose to give in.
Because he understands that once the other party has murderous intentions, he will not be able to get out of here at all.
Raising his hand, Lu Yan signaled Aliwu to stop.
Pouting his lips, Aliu took back his sword, turned around and walked aside to continue guarding.
"What is the crime of poisoning the King's Hand? Do you need me to tell you? Baelish?"
Looking at little finger, Lu Yan's eyes sparkled,
"I know very well that putting on a black robe may lead to death!"
Looking at Lu Yan bitterly, Little Finger's brain was a bit exhausted at the moment. Could it be that Lu Yan wanted to use this to blackmail him?
But it doesn’t look like it, the other party was really murderous just now!
What on earth does this damn savage want?
"Does your reckless behavior mean that I have to know half of my next plan in advance? You idiot!"
Grasping Little Finger's head, Lu Yan stared at him eagerly and said, "Find for me the evidence that Joffrey is not His Majesty's biological son, otherwise, I will kill you without mercy just like tonight!"
With that said, Lu Yan directly pulled out the dagger on Little Finger's leg,
"ah!"
With a scream, the rope under the little finger was cut off,
When he stumbled to the ground, Lu Yan said coldly: "You only have less than a month, don't let me down, Sir Baelish!"
"Yes, Lord Howard!"
After hearing Lu Yan's words, Baelish was completely afraid of this man.
The unconcealed murderous intent made him feel that he had no sense of security in King's Landing.
At this moment, he wanted to run away!
Leaving the villa that seemed to be swallowing up the light, Baelish ran wildly through the streets in embarrassment,
Dragging his injured leg, which was not visible but very scary, he finally returned to his "massage parlor".
When Rose saw Baelish's appearance, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Oh, by the Seven Gods, have you encountered a robber?"
"Don't talk so much now, find a maester to help me treat it, damn it!"
He was covering his leg, which was bleeding constantly.
But after seeing the wound, Rose blinked and said, "Boss, this is actually not serious. It just needs to stop the bleeding. It won't be a big deal at all!"
"Um?"
Looking at Rose with a puzzled expression, Baelish became surprised.
Isn't his injury not serious? So what does it mean to be serious!
"Don't worry, just leave it to me!"
Soon, Rose treated Baelish's wounds, but she couldn't touch water for nearly a month.
Aliu's greeting is a true greeting.
Not the kind of injury that would kill you,
But at that time, if Little Finger wanted to be more aggressive in his mouth, it would be uncertain.
In the villa, the attendant walked out of the darkness and cleaned the floor.
Sitting in the hall,
Lu Yan shook the vodka in his hand, but his face was gloomy.
Littlefinger admitted that he planned to poison Jon Arryn.
Then the next action needs to be done quickly.
"Davos!"
Calling softly, Lu Yan looked at the man not far away who was sitting with Aliwu eating barbecue.
"Your Majesty the Marquis!"
Looking at Lu Yan, Davos wiped the grease on his hands and stepped forward.
"How is the control of the golden robe?"
Looking at Davos curiously, Lu Yan knew that he would not let him down.
"We've basically got it, except for a few others. Do you need me to deal with them?"
Looking at Lu Yan, Davos had already made up his mind.
"We don't need it for the time being. Where is the commander-in-chief?"
Sipping vodka, Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and spoke,
"The two adjutants and several captains are all done, but the commander is a little troublesome, he is more difficult to deal with!"
After the awkward explanation, Davos couldn't help but spread his hands.
Over the years, he has taken money from the Howard family to those guys. It is a complete failure that he hasn't done this yet.
"The commander doesn't need you to handle it, I will discuss it with him then!"
Knocking on the table, Lu Yan knew that once it was confirmed that Joffrey was not a descendant of the Baratheon family, there would inevitably be internal strife.
How to move the target? Lannister is obviously a good candidate;
Presumably Stannis and Renly would be very willing to do this before competing for the throne!
Lannister: Are you polite? asshole!
(End of chapter)
