At night, an ordinary servant came to the door of a room in the second prince's residence, holding a food box in his hand. It was obvious that this was just a very ordinary servant, who had never even practiced fighting spirit.
"Sir, it's time to eat." The servant shouted at the door, "You were injured today. Butler Li asked you to eat in the room."
"Okay, come in." A voice shouted from inside the room.
The servant pushed open the door and walked in, placing the food box on the table. "Is your injury still serious?"
"It's nothing serious. I was attacked by those bastards, and I have recovered more than half now." The person who spoke was a junior martial artist.
"That's good." The servant said as he took out the dishes from the food box. "I didn't expect that Duke Nangong was so arrogant and dared to come to the palace to cause trouble."
"Who says it's not the case?" The martial artist with the rank of Martial Master sighed as he spoke, walked to the table and sat down, "What a damn unlucky person."
"Who says it isn't?" The servant had already taken out all the food from the food box.
The martial artist Wu Zun was probably really hungry. At this time, he had already picked up his chopsticks and started to eat hungrily.
"Then you eat slowly. I'll come over and clear the dishes for you in a moment." As the servant said, he straightened up and looked like he was about to leave.
"Yes." The strong man with the martial master rank ignored it and continued to eat by himself.
The moment the servant straightened up, a strange golden thing suddenly appeared in the servant's hand.
Gun. This strange golden object is exactly a gun. The demon gun made by Nangong Aotian.
Wu Zunqiang didn't notice anything strange at this time, because this servant did not practice fighting spirit. It posed no threat to him at all. More importantly, he never expected that a servant of the palace would attack him at this time, and he would have no energy when doing so.
There was no fluctuation at all, and I still just kept my head down while eating.
The servant didn't hesitate at all. The moment he finished speaking, the demonic spirit gun in his hand was pointed at the head of the powerful Martial Master, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"puff!"
After a soft sound, the strong man Wu Zun fell directly on the table.
"Humph!" The servant snorted coldly when he saw the powerful martial artist fall, and then quickly dragged the servant to the bedroom of this room.
Ten minutes later, the warrior with the rank of Martial Master walked out of the bedroom. Of course, the blood hole on his forehead was gone at this time. But his body still exuded the powerful aura of a strong Martial Master.
After practicing on the bed for an hour, the powerful Martial Master opened the door and walked out.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark.
The powerful martial artist walked around the yard and then walked towards a corridor on the side.
"Hey, He Feng, weren't you injured? How come you healed so quickly?" The Martial Master was walking forward when he met another Martial Master.
"Haha, I just suffered a minor injury. I rested for a long time and it's nothing serious now." He Feng smiled and said, "Where are you going?"
"Let's bet with them. These guys are working the night shift today, so I think they've already started playing." The martial artist at the Martial Rank level said with a smile.
"It just so happens that I have nothing to do and plan to play a few games. Yes, I'll play a few games with you." He Feng said immediately.
"Okay, let's go." The martial artist with the rank of Martial Master said as he took the lead and walked forward.
After walking through five or six corridors, He Feng and the warriors of the Martial Rank level walked to a brightly lit building. At this time, there were faint shouts coming from inside.
"How about it, I think these guys are already in on it, haha." Wu Zun said with a smile and walked quickly towards the building.
"Hehe, I want to see how my luck goes today. I felt a little uncomfortable after being attacked this afternoon." He Feng said and followed the warriors of the Martial Master level into the building.
The house that appeared in front of He Feng was about sixty or seventy square meters in size. There was a large table in the middle, and more than a dozen warriors were placing bets on the table.
Of course He Feng knew what they were playing. The Wu Zun who came with him squeezed into the crowd and quickly joined the ranks of these people.
Time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, He Feng had been gambling here for two hours. Maybe it was because he was lucky, but He Feng had won a lot of purple gold coins today. Of course, many people here had lost a lot.
Purple gold coin.
"nnd bad luck, your kid was injured today, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. I won't play anymore." A warrior who lost a lot of purple gold coins looked at He Feng and said, "It's getting late, I'll leave first. You guys too
Don’t play for too long, let’s go and have a rest right away.”
This man was in his sixties, tall and mighty, and his strength had reached the intermediate level of Martial Master.
"Haha, Butler Li, it's not fun to ask us to stop playing even if you lose." A warrior said with a smile to the warrior who lost miserably.
This person is the steward of the outer hall of King Liu Baoguo's palace. His surname is Li, so people here call him Butler Li. In Liu Baoguo's mansion, this person is also regarded as the number one person in power.
"Stop talking nonsense, remember to go on duty for me later." Butler Li frowned and turned around and walked out.
"Haha, it's indeed getting late. I have to go back and rest." After Butler Li walked out, He Feng also withdrew from the gambling game.
"Steward Li, you are not very lucky today." He Feng quickly caught up with Steward Li after coming out.
"You're lucky today, it seems like all you win is my money." Butler Li said angrily.
"Haha, don't say anything anymore. I'm treating you. How about we go back to the house and have a good drink for two weeks?" He Feng said with a smile.
"How can we get something to eat at such a late hour?" Butler Li said, "Our palace is very strict. There is nothing delicious to eat at this time, let alone wine."
"Hey, I've already prepared it. Just come with me." He Feng said to Butler Li with a smile.
"Oh, seriously?" Butler Li looked at He Feng and said, "Where did you get the delicious food?"
"Hey, I have a good relationship with the guy in the kitchen. I was injured today. He helped me make a lot of delicious food and a jar of fine wine." He Feng said with a smile, "I'm just waiting to honor you."
"You're a bit interesting, kid." Butler Li smiled slightly and walked forward with He Feng.
Soon the two of them arrived at the door of He Feng's room.
"Steward Li, please." He Feng opened the door and said to Steward Li.
"Okay." Butler Li nodded and stepped into He Feng's door without hesitation.
The moment Butler Li stepped into the door and turned his back to He Feng, He Feng's hand had already struck hard on Butler Li's neck. Butler Li, who was completely defenseless, just snorted and fell to the ground.
go.
Before Butler Li's body hit the ground, He Feng had already hugged Butler Li, and then quickly carried Butler Li into the room. He quickly walked to the door and looked around. No one noticed.
, then closed the door and returned to the house.
Walking back into the house, He Feng immediately carried Butler Li into the bedroom. Then he quickly tapped several acupuncture points on Butler Li's body, and then he woke up Butler Li.
“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out in front of him, he saw He Feng in front of him with his mouth open in anger, but he couldn't make any sound.
"Are you wondering why you can't make a sound?" He Feng looked at Butler Li who was sweating on his forehead and said with a smile, "And you can't move all over? This is because I tapped the acupuncture points for you. Of course, you don't know how to respond.
Yes."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Butler Li glared at He Feng angrily, still unable to make any sound.
"Be good, I'll ask you a few questions. If you cooperate well, I don't think you will suffer much." He Feng said with a smile, "Of course, I won't let you talk. You can write it down."
Of course Butler Li could hear what He Feng said. He glared and turned his head away from He Feng.
"It seems like you are not very willing to cooperate?" He Feng looked at Butler Li and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. I have a very good method of forcing a confession. I might as well try it for you. If you can't bear it anymore, just blink."
Look at it three times. Of course, if you are more stubborn, you might as well endure it."
Butler Li still had no intention of turning around.
Knowing that Butler Li would not react to his words, He Feng smiled slightly and tapped Butler Li a few times.
In just one minute, Butler Li's face had turned very ugly. Veins appeared all over his body, and countless beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"I hope you can endure it longer, preferably for five minutes. At that time, your meridians will be severed due to excessive spasm. Of course, you will not die, but you will lose your fighting spirit and be paralyzed at the same time.
"He Feng looked at Butler Li's painful expression and was not moved at all, and still said in an understatement.
After another minute, Butler Li finally turned his head and blinked three times. By this time, his face had turned pale, his chest was rising and falling, and he looked very weak.
"That's right, why bother." He Feng looked at Butler Li with a smile and said, "It's really hard to live with yourself."
While He Feng was talking, he had already taken out a dozen pieces of paper. There was also a map among them, a very detailed map.