The man pondered for a moment and then ordered: "The troops are divided into three groups, one is to lure away the monitors outside, the other is to pick up the escort team, and the whole group is to destroy the hall that the boy has established privately, especially the Water Saint Envoys."
The people next to me claimed so and were busy making arrangements.
Before using Mu Shi, Han Changmu had already obtained He Luqi's confession, and his heart sank.
The Four Saints Sect has been entrenched in the city for many years, and its influence has penetrated into every corner. It has a deep and intricate foundation. However, Han Changmu is an outsider and does not have many people in Luntai City. To compete with such a behemoth is like hitting a stone with an egg.
He calculated the manpower he could call upon now and made arrangements.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, it was freezing cold, and there was no one on the street.
Countless figures were like the wind, blowing quietly in the dark night.
Under the cover of darkness, changes occurred in the quiet Luntai City without anyone noticing.
The four corner doors of the magnificent mansion were wide open, and nearly a hundred people filed out of the four corner doors, quietly and swiftly moving in four different directions.
They walked through remote, quiet streets with few people, and did not disturb anyone.
Walking through a few streets and alleys, there will be fewer of these people, and in unknown places, there will be a few more lives.
The Luo family in the south of the city.
The hanging plaque fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. A thin layer of snow fell on it, covering up the writing in spots.
The door of the mansion was wide open, half of the door fell down, and blood stains snaked from the courtyard to the outside. A hand was placed on the high threshold and lifted, and finally it softened weakly.
The yard was filled with a strong smell of blood, and more than a dozen corpses were lying in a pool of blood.
The mute woman and the old man stood in the yard, covered in blood. Snowflakes fell on their shoulders, accumulating a thin layer of white.
The mute woman's long sword was stuck on the ground, and blood was dripping from the sword. She took a long breath and said: "The surnamed Li is capable of fighting alone with me."
Opposite the mute woman and the old man, there were dozens of men in black standing. The leader was a man dressed as a scholar, with handsome features, shaking a folding fan, and with a gentle smile on his face: "Ms. Shui, a good man will not fight with a woman. , I, Mr. Li, don’t mind doing anything to you.”
He waved his hand, and the dozens of people behind him swarmed forward with swords blazing.
The old man next to the mute girl coughed up a mouthful of blood. With a flick of his wrist, he waved his swords and shouted loudly: "Old man, if you want to attack my master, first ask if the old man's sword will answer."
The mute girl took a step forward, making a clattering noise, and kept shaking the sword in front of her: "Bastard Li, even if I die today, I won't let you succeed."
The scholar smiled, his bright eyes sparkling with light. He raised his hand slightly, and the folding fan whirled and hit the two of them hard.
The light sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, and the mute woman raised her sword to meet him with a look of madness on her face.
"Boom!" There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and the whole earth shook violently.
The folding fan and the long sword collided violently, and the huge sound stirred up choking yellow sand all over the sky.
A section of the courtyard wall collapsed under the impact of the sound waves.
The dozens of people screamed and flew backwards, making countless deep holes on the ground. They struggled for a few times but did not get up.
The mute girl also took a few steps back, leaning on the sword to barely stand firm.
The plain white folding fan spun in mid-air and returned to the scholar's hand.
He remained motionless amid the hurricane, with a faint smile on his face. He gently shook the folding fan a few times. Blood streaked across the fan and dripped to the ground. The fan was still white, leaving no traces.
The old man lay on the ground screaming, a pool of blood pouring out from under his body.
The mute woman took a few steps back with her sword in hand, stood beside the old man, and asked, "Old man, how are you doing?"
The old man was dressed in rough clothes and said proudly: "Master, just give it a try, this subordinate will not die."
"Okay." The mute woman held a long sword in her hand and stabbed the scholar angrily: "Li Yuyan, I will fight with you."
It turned out that the scholar was Li Yuyan, who had met Han Changmu and Han Changmu on the Zhoujialou boat.
He is no longer the dandy he was on the boat, his aura is extremely gentle and cold, but his eyes are as gentle as water.
The tip of Han Jinjin's sword was right between Li Yuyan's eyebrows. He grabbed it calmly, bent it with one hand, and the folding fan in his hand flew out.
The mute girl dodged to avoid the folding fan, then abandoned the sword and walked away. She jumped up and took out the soft sword wrapped around her waist. All her strength was poured into her shoulders, rushing from top to bottom. He stabbed Li Yuyan's Tianling Gai.
In the midst of the sword light and sparks, the folding fan flew back to Li Yuyan's hand. He spun very quickly, and the tip of the sword pierced the air. Then the folding fan was handed forward, with a sharp sound of wind, and cut across the mute woman's waist.
The mute woman's waist was weak and boneless. She bent back, swung her long sword, brushed against the swirling light snow, and stabbed again.
With a clang, the long sword hit the plain white fan. The fan was made of an unknown material. The tip of the sword fell on it, but it was unable to penetrate at all. Instead, it splashed with dazzling bright sparks.
The two of them exchanged dozens of moves back and forth. The mute woman's face turned pale, her breathing became heavier, and her hands became a little unsteady.
She looked at Li Yuyan, who became more and more courageous as he fought, and felt hatred.
Li Yuyan was really vicious and sinister. First, the wheel battle consumed her energy, she killed all her helpers, and finally she went into battle herself with full energy.
She spat fiercely, slashed across the folding fan with her sword, and took a few steps back.
Her clothes were cut by a folding fan, and blood flowed from the openings onto the ground.
She stood with her sword supported, her eyes were red, and she said a little exhausted: "Bastard Li, I know what you want, and I clearly tell you, I can die!!"
Li Yuyan was not injured at all, and his clothes were not even torn. He shook his folding fan, looked like a playboy and smiled and said: "Water Holy Envoy, for the sake of being a holy envoy, hand over the things and I will give them to you. Leave a whole body."
The mute girl's eyes widened and she cursed: "Don't even think about it."
Li Yuyan smiled politely: "Then, I have no choice but to personally send the Water Saint Envoy a ride."
The sixteen-fold folding fan was spinning in mid-air, and each fold was like a thin and sharp blade, cutting sharply through the air, leaving a white blade.
The mute woman's face changed slightly, and she dodged with messy steps. There were several "Puff" sounds in succession, which was the muffled sound of the blade piercing the flesh.
With a sizzle, her sleeve was cut off and fell to the ground. She covered her arm, blood gurgling from between her fingers.
The folding fan returned to Li Yuyan's hand. He flicked his wrist and sneered politely: "Water Saint, I will give you another chance. Hand over the things and I will leave you a whole body."
The mute girl stood in a miserable state, her tattered clothes fluttering in the cold wind.
She spit out blood, wiped the corner of her mouth, and spat: "Kill if you want, and stop talking nonsense."
Li Yuyan nodded in admiration. What he wanted could also be obtained from a dead person.
But the mute girl's look of death still moved him. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I will fulfill the Water Saint Envoy."
The folding fan came out of his hand and whirled into a white light, heading towards the mute woman.
The mute girl closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear.
Young master, princess, and my subordinates are loyal to you.
With a "clang" sound, the folding fan unexpectedly hit a long sword and bounced out.
A masked man fell into the yard and stood in front of the mute woman. Before Li Yuyan could see his appearance, his hand was raised heavily.
There was a loud "boom" that shook the ground, causing the snow on the ground to fly in all directions, and a thick purple smoke rose in front of the masked man.
Purple smoke quickly penetrated into Li Yuyan's nose, and his body swayed. His hands and feet suddenly felt sore, his breathing was difficult, and his brain was confused.
He was shocked, quickly covered his mouth and nose, and broke into the purple smoke, but there was no shadow of the mute woman and the masked man, leaving only the dying old man lying on the ground.
Li Yuyan was so angry that he looked up to the sky and roared loudly. He threw the folding fan as if to vent his anger and slashed the old man's body crazily.
The old man screamed miserably a few times, twitched a few times, and then lost all breath.
After letting out his anger, Li Yuyan had a long whip on his hand. He whipped the people who fell to the ground a few times and cursed: "Get up all the useless things."
These people were originally injured, and after being smoked by the purple smoke, their hands and feet were weak, and their minds were dizzy. The whip fell on them and they suddenly woke up. They got up and knelt in excitement: " Holy messenger, holy messenger, the subordinates are incompetent.”
Li Yuyan was too lazy to talk nonsense to them, and scolded: "Go, search this place for me, and find that thing too."
These people bravely moved forward, secretly cursing in their hearts that the thing was so small, so of course they had to carry it with them. Could it be that they had to hide it in the house and wait for people to search it? Wouldn't that be stupid?
But no one dared to say this. Anyway, just do your best to search. If you can find it through the search, then let’s talk about it separately.
Such ruthless killings took place in remote alleys in the city, in houses with few people, or in ordinary inns and restaurants.
These killings left no one alive, and no one saw them. There were only corpses and pools of blood on the ground, quietly covered by the flying snowflakes in the sky.
As the night got darker, the hustle and bustle in the brothel also dispersed. Suddenly, dozens of people who looked like boys ran out of the building, dragging and carrying the body lying in front of the door back to the building. A few more boys stayed behind. I came down to clean the blood stains at the door. When the snow on the ground thickened, I couldn't see anything anymore.
The entrance to the magnificent mansion was not peaceful either. The corpses and bloodstains had been cleaned up. Only the criss-crossing ruts were very eye-catching and were not completely covered by snow.
The men in well-dressed clothes finished cleaning up the traces outside the house and walked silently into the house.
