"Say." Lu Ming continued to say indifferently. But he was no longer willing to waste any more words.
The assassin's right hand was trembling. Although the skin and flesh on his chest were turned over, there were not many meridians and blood vessels there. He was basically not seriously injured. He would be fine after a few days of recovery. But now, his fingers were cut off, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart!
Lu Ming stretched out two fingers and gently pinched the man's middle finger. He placed the steel sword lightly on it and pulled it very slowly. There was no expression on his indifferent face.
The assassin was being held up by two people. He was already unable to move, but he watched helplessly as the steel sword cut into his flesh bit by bit, touching his bones, and listened to the squeak of the steel sword slowly cutting into his finger bones.
There was a squeaking sound, and then it was cut through the phalanges on the remaining skin, flesh and blood vessels. His whole body suddenly shivered. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. He just couldn't say it! If he said it, the whole family would die!
This is what happened. From now on, he will be used by the adults, promoted and made rich. If he fails, he will die without speaking, otherwise his family will be retaliated against. This is the tacit rule of the officialdom. Unfortunately, he never thought of it.
, facing a Nine-Edged Swordsman, he was defeated with one move.
Lu Ming didn't say anything, just pinched his other finger, and slowly started cutting with the steel sword again. If he wanted to kill his assassin like this, he would never hold back. Moreover, killers are very good at using torture. After all, there might be something wrong with him.
Sometimes you need some information.
"etc!"
The assassin's face was already covered with sweat. He was trembling all over. He was breathing deeply and shallowly. He looked at his right hand tremblingly. Now there was only one thumb left. Does it hurt? Haha, it's been a long time ago.
The pain is so numb that it no longer hurts at all...
It's just that this prodigal son doesn't talk nonsense at all. With a calm and indifferent attitude and a persistence that won't give up until he achieves his goal, he will probably keep cutting off and let himself watch his own flesh and bones being cut off bit by bit until he is cut into pieces.
, that will be a very long process. And when this prodigal son sees him, he should know who sent him here. Now he just wants to get a positive answer.
Alas! The assassin sighed deeply. He had assassinated eleven people before, many of whom were masters of the five-edged swordsman realm, but he had always succeeded easily. Unexpectedly, he would be defeated by a useless prodigal who was even lower than himself.
inside!
Did I get retribution for my many evil deeds, or was it just bad luck?
"It was Tiandu City's envoy, Du Yunfeng, who sent me here." The assassin said a little flatly.
"really."
Lu Ming nodded lightly, and suddenly swung the sharp sword in his hand, directly piercing the assassin's chest and piercing the heart. A large amount of blood spurted out along the edge of the sword, and the blood was beautiful and miserable.
The two guards who were holding the assassin were stunned. Qing'er looked at the blood mist and the assassin's twitching when he was about to die. His stomach suddenly turned extremely violent. He couldn't control it anymore and vomited on the spot. His dinner and bile were just a little bit.
There's nothing left, but I'm still retching...
Killing people? Uncle Biao was startled. The Lu family can no longer withstand anything, let alone killing official people?
However, the young master killed a person so calmly and calmly, without even a little panic, but even if he killed a chicken and a tile dog, he would still look at it? Now the young master seems to have trampled to death a very uncomfortable one.
An eye-catching ant.
It's rare to see someone kill so calmly and calmly.
Lu Ming wiped the steel sword on the assassin and said: "In the eyes of these people, the Lu family today is just a fish in the waves and a crab in the plate. What you will face in the future will be much crueler than this."
Uncle Biao slowly nodded in understanding. If there was meat to eat, who would care whether he stepped on a drowned dog once or twice?
The old butler hunched over and rushed over. Seeing this scene, he didn’t say anything. He also knew very well that countless merchants with keen sense of smell and people who once looked up to our Lu family are now sparing no effort to defeat the Lu family.
Add a straw, everyone wants to get a share of the pie.
"Steward, be careful and find a place to bury him," Lu Ming said.
The old housekeeper quickly nodded in agreement, then ordered people to drag the body away, and began cleaning to remove blood stains and traces.
Lu Ming placed the steel sword on the sword stand by the wall and put it away. Then he turned and walked to the desk, picked up the brush and started writing.
Qing'er looked at the various drawings on the table, looking at this one and that one in surprise, and exclaimed: "Master, you designed all of these?"
Lu Ming shook the paper he had written on, dried it with infuriating energy, and said: "Yes, you take all these and send them to our shop tomorrow morning. Tell the shopkeeper not to care about the raw materials and craftsmanship, what can you do?
Just do whatever you want, do it first, and then put it out there for a few days before talking about it.”
Putting the paper into the cloth bag in his sleeve, Lu Ming tilted his head, saw the blunt iron sword in Qing'er's hand, and asked, "Are you practicing your sword?"
Qing'er said shyly: "Yes, from now on, Qing'er will protect the young master!"
The indifferent Lu Ming was also amused by Qing'er's demonstration and patted her little head: "I will teach you when I have time."
To be honest, Qing'er's talent is not that good. It is only a little better than Lu Ming's before. Now she has only cultivated her zhenqi to the level of a second-edge swordsman. However, Lu Ming feels that it is still beneficial for Qing'er to practice some sword skills.
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"Master, it's so late, are you... going out?" Seeing Lu Ming pick up the steel sword again, Qing'er asked quickly.
Lu Ming nodded. Since Du Yunfeng wants my life, I must give it back. But now the whole Tiandu City may know about the conflict between the Lu family and him. If he were to kill him directly, it would cause some trouble.
Unnecessary trouble, after all, advancing to the nobility is not a trivial matter.
But knowing the threat and doing nothing is definitely not Lu Ming's character. Just because I won't kill you doesn't mean I don't have the ability to kill you. This note is to let Du Yunfeng know this fact, at least during the Advanced Nobles Conference.
Until that day, there will be no more trouble.
Seeing the young master turn around and go out, his lonely figure resolutely disappearing into the night, Qing'er's heart couldn't calm down for a long time... No matter how these people forced and suppressed the Lu family, the young master now has fully taken responsibility.
"ah--!"
Tiandu Mansion, still immersed in the morning dream, suddenly burst out with a high-pitched scream. The sound was so miserable that it made people's hearts beat. It scared away countless dozing birds and made the guards in the mansion panic.
Before they even put on their clothes, they had to run at full speed towards the source of the screams - the inner house of Tiandu Mansion, Du Yunfeng's residence.
"There are assassins, please protect me!"
"Quick, quick, quick, go and take a look, quickly guard the doors and walls, don't let anyone escape!"
The housekeepers, guards, servants, and maids rushed out one after another, and several torrents flowed through the corridors of the house, eventually converging into a river and gushing to the source of the screams. There was still a guard in the guard barracks who had the habit of sleeping naked, holding on to his hands.
He put the clothes on his body like he was seeing an enemy who killed his father, showing his teeth and glaring, and cursed: "Damn it, come up quickly, if you are assassinated, all of us will not be able to recover."
Bang! Hundreds of people directly opened the front and rear doors and swarmed into the bedroom. They saw Du Yunfeng standing in front of the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and there was no trace of blood on his face...
"Go, go, go! Go away! A bunch of useless trash, no one even knows they're here at night!" A sharp and high-pitched soprano suddenly roared.
The guards were so frightened that they almost fell down when they saw Master Du's concubine in the big bed in the bedroom. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, with her hair loose and wearing a thin silk pajamas. She was talking,
Especially the gesture of waving people away made his chest surge like waves. The guard standing at the front naturally didn't dare to look too much. He quickly bent down and saluted and retreated out of the door. Only then did he dare to secretly rub his ears and thought to himself, your voice
, still as big as last night.
"Go and guard outside."
The old housekeeper turned around and spoke fiercely, his face calmed down a bit, and he hurriedly entered the room and knelt aside, saying quickly: "Damn it, little one, for frightening the adults."
Du Yunfeng stood with his eyes tightly closed, feeling very flustered. He had never been so flustered before. The piece of paper in his hand was pasted on my forehead without anyone noticing, and he saw me as nothing but the thirty guards, coming and going freely.
!
The concubine was also very angry when she saw the housekeeper. There were so many guards and servants in the house. When she woke up in the morning, she saw a note on her forehead. It was a big word "kill" with the word "return gift" written next to it.
You're welcome. It's quite brave for me not to faint.
After a long time, Du Yunfeng recovered his heart that was about to beat. When he saw the old housekeeper kneeling on the ground like a toad, he raised his leg and kicked him a few times. He said angrily: "I'm raising a bunch of trash like you, you?"
Look, look, this note is pasted on my forehead, who of you knows? What’s the point of me spending money to support you! You won’t know until the day my head falls off!"
The housekeeper couldn't help but kowtow, and his brain was spinning rapidly. It's just that the adult is in charge of everything, and he must never ask about things he doesn't say.
After a long time, Du Yunfeng sat down, took a sip of tea, and said: "From today on, the number of guards will be doubled, and we will be patrolling day and night. If I lose something again, someone else will be able to steal it.
Just ask for it! Get out!"
Ignoring the departure of the butler Pi Dian, Du Yunfeng knew that the thing he arranged last night had failed. He was also asked for a confession and came to his home. The meaning was already obvious, that he wanted to kill him.
, too easy.
It seems that now I can only bury my desire to kill that good-for-nothing loser. Otherwise, if the Lu family spends a sum of money to bribe my boss to report me, my career will be over. According to the Lu family
The level of prodigality is such that even Qingyuan Prefecture could be bribed!
After Du Yunfeng calmed down, he also felt that he had expanded the scope of the situation. This matter must be reduced to a major issue and a trivial matter. It is difficult to prevent domestic thieves, and the housekeeper cannot be informed of this matter! On the contrary, his colleagues and subordinates are much safer, after all.
They are all grasshoppers on a rope.
Having made up his mind, Du Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Before the noble promotion meeting, the Lu family must not move anymore. The rabbit will bite people when it is anxious. To deal with the Lu family, which has been judged to have failed by everyone, then it will be