Chapter 15: Robbery the warehouse!

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"Okay, Lao Wang, this is probably someone who robbed the prison. All the prisoners have probably escaped. We need to send troops immediately to maintain order and capture the criminals!"

After thinking about it, Zhan Qingfeng made a decisive decision.

Lao Wang's mind gradually calmed down, and he nodded with deep understanding. It was a small matter that the prison was destroyed, but the real trouble was that the prisoners had escaped.

The two mobilized two-thirds of the officers and soldiers, and hundreds of people armed with steel knives ran towards the prison in neat steps.

After half a stick of incense, a man wearing a black jailer uniform jumped down from the roof.

Hiding in a remote corner, he moved his ears and noticed several officers and soldiers standing guard on the left.

The inner energy in his Dantian turned into a vortex, and he gently pulled out the long knife in his hand. The blade was soaked with a trace of inner energy, and he moved forward.

Rushing out of this place quickly, Lu Sheng's footsteps made several officers and soldiers turn around quickly, but a few silver lights flashed and their heads all fell to the ground.

Lu Sheng, who was blinded by gauze, squatted down, groped with his hands for a while, grabbed three money bags and disappeared.

After that, his figure appeared everywhere and slaughtered many officers and soldiers.

The amount of silver collected once reached 300 taels, but Lu Sheng was still not satisfied. He captured an officer and soldier and found out that there was a treasure house in the Yamen, which contained a lot of official silver.

With a thought in his heart, Lu Sheng casually killed the man and rushed to the location of the Yamen treasure house.

This is a tall brick, stone and tile building with the words: Yangcheng Warehouse.

There were two soldiers in iron armor standing in front of the door. They were big-bodied, round-waisted, and had thick joints. They were holding iron swords. At first glance, they looked like practitioners.

The soldier's eyes moved and he saw this man wearing a jailer's clothes walking over with a long knife in his hand.

The strange thing is that this man's eyes are wrapped with white gauze, so he must be blind.

Although he had no eyes, he felt like there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him.

After suppressing the doubts in his heart, this man came over. The soldier raised the iron gun in his hand and shouted:

"The warehouse is an important place, and there are many people waiting around. Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for not caring about my colleagues!"

A smile appeared on Lu Sheng's face, he jumped up and swung two sharp swords.

Before the two soldiers behind him could react, their throats hurt. They covered their necks and fell together, their bodies twitching, and the blood on the ground was gurgling.

boom!

He kicked open the iron door and was about to walk in when his ears trembled slightly and he turned around quickly.

A crossbow arrow was shot. After dodging the crossbow arrow, an old man with an old face and white beard and hair jumped out of the warehouse.

The old man was dressed in an old-style official robe and held a long sword in his wrinkled hands.

The two of them had a face-to-face meeting, without any nonsense, and rushed towards each other.

For a moment, there was a flash of light and shadow, and the inner energy shot everywhere along the knife or sword, cutting the steps into scratches.

There was a sting.

Lu Sheng swung his knife with all his strength, and the knife struck straight at the old man. The blow made the old man take several steps back.

Leaning against the iron gate, the old man raised his long sword, sweating profusely, and blood surging in his body. He was no match for this man.

He is also a first-class master, but he is old and his boxing is afraid of young people. This statement is true.

Lu Sheng held the steel knife in his hand. The blade of the knife obviously did not touch the flowers and plants on the ground, but these flowers and plants were cut into pieces.

Noticing this detail, the old man's face turned bitter. After living for most of his life, he naturally understood the difference between martial arts.

The man in front of me should be practicing a sword technique, and this technique should be the best sword technique.

The inner energy cultivated by the best martial arts has certain characteristics, and the sword technique practiced by this person completely conforms to it.

Moreover, it is unreasonable for this person to reach the first-class level at such a young age. This person is definitely a famous martial artist in disguise.

"Who is your Excellency?"

The old man straightened his back and asked in a thick voice.

"The dead need not know."

Lu Sheng said calmly.

Hearing this, the old man's yellow eyes flashed with anger, this man is so arrogant!

After all, he is also a first-rate warrior, and both of them are at the same stage.

According to the customs in the martial arts world, asking each other's names is the most basic etiquette. I can only say that this person's martial arts skills are not bad, but his character is too bad!

After thinking about it, he was full of anger and raised his sword to strike. Strangely, his whole body was limp and his inner energy was intermittent, not as smooth as before.

Coughing out a mouthful of old blood, the old man raised his left hand, pointed at Lu Sheng, and said angrily:

"You poisoned me! It's so... so despicable!"

Taking this opportunity, Lu Sheng tiptoed, jumped over, and cut off the man's head with a flash of arc.

The old man could not figure out until his death that this man was stronger than himself, so why he poisoned him!

It's strange that he hasn't been in the world for a long time. He has been retired for more than ten years and has been retiring in the warehouse. Over time, he has developed a comfortable mind, and the inertia of his thinking has made him lose so quickly.

After tearing off the money bag from the old man, Lu Sheng pushed open the heavy iron door, revealing a dim corridor inside.

After going around a few corners and searching several rooms, I found nothing.

Lu Sheng entered the last compartment, searched a few times, and found many boxes in the corner of the room.

Using a long knife to cut off an iron lock, Lu Sheng stretched out his hand to test it, feeling the coldness and delicate lines on his hand.

He was overjoyed, he found a lot of money!

Soon, he was worried about how he could get all the money.

After clapping his hands, Lu Sheng walked over, closed the iron door of the compartment, put his right hand on the treasure box, and white light flickered inside.

Small red pills appeared side by side, and they kept appearing "drip-drop-drop".

There were more and more piles, and after touching for a while, he found that the silver in this box was empty, and he reached into another box.

Less than half the time it takes to burn incense.

Lu Sheng put the thousands of Qi and Blood Pills into a box, and there was still a box of silver in the corner.

Through the experiment just now, he learned that there was gold inside, and he estimated that there were about a few hundred taels of gold.

Holding the two boxes with both hands, Lu Sheng's lips curled up slightly and he quickly left the place.

After leaving the warehouse, he jumped up, stepped on a roof, and walked quickly into the distance. His figure turned into a small dot and disappeared into the distance.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

In a broken house in the northwest corner of Yangcheng.

Zhan Qingfeng split open the wooden door with a knife, stepped in, and said in a casual tone:

"come out!"

"I'm warning you! Don't come here! Otherwise I'll kill this girl!"

A man in ragged linen clothes held a little girl in his arms with one arm, and held a kitchen knife in his other hand, placing the blade on the girl's neck.

The little girl struggled fiercely, and her legs kept kicking.

"Uncle...uncle, save me!"

Snapped!

The man yelled hard, spittle spurted out from his mouth, and slapped the little girl with his dirty palm.

"Smelly baby! Be honest, uncle!"

After the slap, a dirty and red mark appeared on the little girl's face.