Lu Maoxian didn't know who had ambushed him, and was about to call for help, but he turned the blade of his Tang sword and chopped him again.

Ever since Suishenju changed its nature, Li Banfeng goes wherever he wants to go.

This incident caused Li Banfeng a lot of trouble, but this time, Li Banfeng really took advantage of Suishenju.

Before going out, he repeatedly observed Lu Maoxian's bedroom, and his mind was full of the appearance of the bedroom. As soon as he went out, he really arrived at Lu Maoxian's bedroom.

A home repairman who had just gone out was easily ignored, and Lu Maoxian was also weak, so he was hit by the Tang sword.

Lu Maoxian shouted: "To fight without declaration is to not..."

Li Banfeng suddenly appeared and cut Lu Maoxian's throat.

He really wanted to drag Lu Maoxian back to Suishenju and interrogate him slowly, but he couldn't go back to Suishenju now, and the key was still in Black Stone City.

Lu Maoxian, the old man of the Lu family, was also a great hero. He covered his neck, struggled for a moment, and then died.

What a pity.

What a pity to waste my wife’s meal.

Li Banfeng did not stay long. This was Lu Maoxian's residence and he had to leave as soon as possible.

He was carrying a lot of magic weapons, and I thought there would be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect that Lu Maoxian was seriously injured and had almost no ability to resist.

All the family members went there, and Li Banfeng passed away smoothly.

But there was one thing that Li Banfeng still didn't figure out.

What on earth did he do to hold me up?

After leaving the mansion, Li Banfeng returned to Xiaoyaowu first. According to his speculation, Lu Maoxian tripped him up, most likely wanting to get rid of Ma Wu.

When he ran to the vicinity of Xiaoyaowu, Li Banfeng stopped.

It's past eight o'clock in the evening.

The gas lamp box at the entrance of Xiaoyaowu was on, people were coming and going, and business was booming.

There is a Baiyang Teahouse to the east of Xiaoyaowu, and it is now business time.

But the teahouse was closed.

Xiaoyaowu is open for business as usual, proving that nothing happened to Ma Wu.

It is not uncommon for teahouses to close, perhaps for cleaning or renovation.

But with so many things happening today, Li Banfeng felt there was another possibility.

Someone has booked the teahouse and is keeping an eye on Xiaoyaowu.

I was tripped on the Black Stone Slope and Ma Wu was being monitored, so who was going to get into trouble?

Li Banfeng asked Mitiao: "Who do you think it could be?"

Gloves panted for a moment and said, "Who? Not me! Catch the thief and the stolen goods!"

"Why are you panting like that?"

"Are you out of breath? Maybe you ran too fast just now!"

"It's useless to ask you, why don't you ask them?"

Li Banfeng came to the teahouse silently, took out the music box and wound it up.

…

In Lu Chunying's residence, Lu Maoxian's daughter Lu Dongchun and son Lu Dongtang had already rushed into the living room with the assassin.

Lu Chunying was not in the living room. There was only one person sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Lu Dongliang’s wife, Duan Shaoxia.

What is she doing here?

This matter was originally intended to be blamed on her, how can she deal with it here?

Lu Dongtang was stunned for a moment.

Lu Dongchun did not waste the opportunity and ordered to take action immediately.

Kill her!

Let’s say there was a fight between the two families and both Duan Shaoxia and Lu Chunying were killed. This makes sense!

In Lu Dongtang's opinion, Duan Shaoxia was just a coward, and it was not difficult to kill her.

Duan Shaoxia raised her head and glanced at everyone with tears in her eyes.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, they felt that they should not hurt this poor woman.

Only Lu Dongchun did not hesitate. She threw out a dozen sewing needles from her hand and stabbed Duan Shaoxia.

Duan Shaoxia did not dodge, but just sat there, with fear, grievance, and forced determination on her face.

The sewing needle did not hit Duan Shaoxia, but two vases fell from the stairs on the second floor, like two guards, blocking all the sewing needles.

The vase fell and the porcelain pieces flew everywhere, and several subordinates who were rushing in the front were injured by the porcelain pieces.

It’s Zuo Wugang!

He's behind the fence on the second floor.

Madam is setting up bait on the first floor and hanging it up on the second floor to deal with the situation?

This situation was incomprehensible to Lu Dongtang.

Vases fell one after another and the subordinates retreated.

Lu Dongchun did not retreat.

A piece of broken porcelain hit Lu Dongchun's face and seemed to be embedded in the flesh.

Lu Dongchun removed the porcelain piece from his face, leaving a wound on his cheek, but not even a drop of blood was shed, and there was no trace of pain on his delicate face.

Lu Dongtang jumped to the second floor to deal with Zuo Wugang.

Lu Dongchun continued to attack Duan Shaoxia. Duan Shaoxia took out a pistol, held the handle with both hands, and faced Lu Dongchun tremblingly. From her expression, it seemed that she wanted to shoot but did not have the courage.

In the eyes of others, this was the last act of resistance by a woman who was forced into a desperate situation.

All the assassins were a little hesitant, wondering whether they should attack Duan Shaoxia.

Only Lu Dongchun did not hesitate, and she was not afraid of bullets.

But after Duan Shaoxia fired the gun, Lu Dongchun regretted it.

What came out of Duan Shaoxia's gun was not bullets, but oil.

A ball of oil spurted out of this water gun-like pistol.

Oil is very rare in Provence because it is difficult to preserve.

This made Lu Dongchun extremely frightened. She wanted to take off her clothes, but Duan Shaoxia, with tears in her eyes, threw a candlestick at her.

It was reasonable for the helpless woman to fight back desperately and throw whatever she got.

There was oil on Lu Dongchun's clothes, and when it touched the candlestick, it caught fire.

It doesn’t matter if there is a fire, Lu Dongchun has a way to deal with it.

She took off her coat and the oil seeped onto her shirt, which was still on fire.

She took off her outermost shirt, and the oil seeped onto the second shirt, which was still on fire.

Lu Dongchun took off more than a dozen shirts in succession, and the fire was finally put out.

It is impossible for oil to penetrate so quickly. Even if special materials were added, it shouldn't penetrate so quickly into Lu Dongchun's clothes.

Lu Dongchun looked at Duan Shaoxia and said expressionlessly: "You have practiced, this is your technique."

Duan Shaoxia shook her head repeatedly with tears in her eyes.

She is just a weak woman, how could she possibly use any techniques?

Lu Chunying, who was hiding on the second floor, looked at Lu Dongchun and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what kind of cultivation is this?"

Xiao Yeci looked confused and shook his head repeatedly.

Today's Mrs. Duan made her confused.