Heavy footsteps came one after another, surrounding the front hall almost in the blink of an eye.
The swords and guns were sharp, and the sun shone with a dazzling cold light. The murderous aura flashed like a desolate autumn, directly touching people's hearts.
"Haha." Manager Mu straightened his spine behind the crowd: "The tea snacks are just drugged. If you are willing to obey and eat them, you can live for three or two more days."
"Since you are so ignorant of dignity, there is no point in living!"
Manager Mu quickly swallowed the antidote, his eyes darkening with sternness: "Kill!"
"Are you so sure?" Lin Chu said casually: "The tea you drink only contains drugs?"
Manager Mu's heart thumped, and then he showed off his face again: "No matter what you say, you want me to let you go, there is no way! This manager is not scared!"
"Believe it or not."
Lin Chu said nonchalantly: "If the poisonous poisons in southern Xinjiang were so easy for you to identify, they wouldn't be famous all over the world."
"Ha." Manager Mu sneered: "Scaremongering, kill me!"
The swords came out together, creating a wave of murderous intent.
Lu An's eyes flashed with excitement: "I didn't expect that there would be unexpected surprises in a place like this."
puff!
Wanyuan raised the knife and dropped it, and the blood-stained head rolled in front of Lu An's eyes.
Lu An raised his eyebrows: "Are you provoking?"
What does it mean to kill someone just to kill someone, and to go out of their way to let someone’s head roll at his feet?
Wanyan glanced at him lightly: "Noisy!"
Lu An was angry: "Don't be complacent. The murderer has never been afraid of anyone. Let's compare if we have the skills!"
Bang!
Lu An answered with another human head. The only difference was that the blood splattered from the head dyed Lu An's clothes red.
"You...you should leave two for me!"
Lu An shook his sword and rushed into the crowd. He couldn't let this newcomer outcompete the ghost guards.
Green thunder and lightning flashed, and blood mist splashed, instantly dyeing the world red.
Lin Chu was sitting on the big chair in the room, his eyes as sharp as frost.
She was absolutely right. When it came to poisoning, Manager Mu was nervous. But when he heard the word "Southern Xinjiang", he felt calm in an instant.
Nowadays, there is only one person from Southern Xinjiang who haunts Jing'an Prefecture.
Sang Rou really has a problem!
During the tea time, all the people called by Manager Mu were killed by Lu An and Wan Yan.
Looking at the damp ground stained dark brown with blood, Manager Mu's face was as pale as paper, and he was no longer as calm as before.
"You...don't come over."
A man and a woman walked toward him like evil spirits bathed in blood. Manager Mu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst into tears: "I, I am the chief manager of the Shuai Mansion!"
"Ha." Lin Chu sneered: "It won't be the case soon."
Manager Mu pursed his lips, turned around and ran away.
"Come quickly, there are assassins. Protect the handsome manor!"
Lu An frowned: "This old boy is so naughty!"
I thought he was scared out of his wits, but he didn't expect that the shrinking just now was actually an act, just to escape and find help while they were relaxing.
"If you don't call everyone here, how can you know who is in charge of the handsome manor now?"
Lin Chu glanced coldly at the ground: "Wake Cui Daniu up and follow him!"
"Hey!" Lu An shook him vigorously, but Cui Daniu still slept soundly.
Wow!
She politely solved the problem with a glass of cold water, and Lu An silently extended his thumb to her.
"What...is going on?"
The trapped Cui Daniu was carried out of the small courtyard by Lu An by his collar.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A miserable cry pierced the sky: "How come... so many people died?"
Lu An glanced at him sideways: "There will be more."