075 The younger brother of the City Lord's Mansion? You are so lucky.
Feng Er opened his eyes and saw a tall, slender young man standing in front of him.
Lu An's sword edge was less than half an inch away from her head and could not stop. But she had no fear at all. She turned around and glanced at Feng Er who was still in shock. A small starlight flashed in her eyes: "Brother of the City Lord's Mansion? You are so lucky.
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"Hehehehe." The words City Lord's Mansion brought Feng Er back to life with full blood: "I hope you despicable people know what's going on!"
He dusted off the dust on his clothes and stood up, with an arrogant and arrogant expression: "Come here and support me. If you serve me well, I will never forget the faults of others, and I will spare your life!"
He arrogantly raised his chin towards Lin Chu, with a bloodthirsty and cruel light hidden in his eyes.
This group of untouchables destroyed his axe, but still dare to show off their power in front of him? As long as you come closer, you will be killed... and you will die badly!
"Bah." Lu An spat: "Smashing him like this, why protect him?"
"Don't go!" Su Wen frowned: "This person is not worthy of trust!"
Lin Chu didn't reply and approached Feng Er step by step. Feng Er became more and more complacent and his vanity was greatly satisfied: "You know the truth!"
The intact left arm hanging in his sleeve was already full of strength. When Lin Chu approached, his pupils shrank, and his fist like a copper hammer suddenly hit Lin Chu's temple, a bit of madness flashed in his eyes.
"Bitch, go to hell!"
However, the whistling fist was grabbed by a thin hand. Ren Feng Er tried his best to break free. When he raised his eyes, the slender young man had a cold smile on his lips.
Bang!
Without any warning, Lin Chu knelt down and bumped into Feng Er. Feng Er felt as if his Dantian had been smashed by the man, and he bent down with a cry. At this moment, Lin Chuqia raised her hand and slashed at Feng Er's neck with a hand knife.
The man's heavy body fell into the dust again with a thud.
"You!" Feng Er's eyes were filled with pain, and he pointed at Lin Chu and started to yell.
But he saw that the young man's face was as dark as water, and his eyes seemed to be filled with blood mist. He lifted up his blood-soaked shoes and stepped heavily on the flying claw nailed to his shoulder without hesitation.
"You want to plot against me? Are you worthy?"
The boy's soft satin embroidered boots were light and weightless, but they were as heavy as a mountain when he stepped on Feng Er's shoulders. The flying claws completely penetrated into the muscles and bones, and fit perfectly with the skin and texture.
Lu An hissed and gently touched his shoulder, feeling... a little painful for no reason.
Feng Er was in real pain. He didn't even scream before he fainted completely.
Lin Chu frowned: "Did you... faint?"
Brother of the City Lord's Mansion, hello...that's it?
"The rest are yours." Lin Chu said calmly to Lu An without any interest.
"Okay!"
Lu An's eyes were filled with brilliance, and he was instantly happy. He held his sword and walked towards the stunned survivors beside the crossbow car. The ghost sword made a clanging sound, and he was as excited as its owner, eager to drink blood.
"We surrender!" The guards, their bodies like sieve chaff, looked at the evil god walking step by step, and without hesitation put their weapons on the ground, shouting at the top of their lungs.
"We have surrendered, please let us go!"
"I don't want to die!"
Lu An squinted his eyes and glanced sideways at Lin Chu. However, the slender young man's face was just cold, his lips pursed, and he didn't say a word.
Lu An curled his lips, this character... is cruel enough!
"Are you still human beings when you massacre unarmed innocent people?!"
The guards collapsed. The cruelty of the one woman and two men in front of them made them dare not resist, and they chose to surrender without any struggle.
The weapons have been thrown away. How obedient are you? Shouldn't you treat the prisoners well?