"I'll use a knife to cut the tendons on your right hand!" Song Dong said to Cheng Ying with a sinister look on his face.

Song Su stamped her feet anxiously and yelled, "Dongzi, what the hell are you doing? Don't you want to live? Quickly release Miss Yu!" Seeing Huang Sanniang coming out of the cabin, she asked anxiously, "What's going on? Why did Dongzi suddenly hold Miss Yu hostage?"

Huang Sanniang shook her head. Just now, Miss Yu suddenly struggled desperately in the cabin, and the two of them wrestled together. She was not prepared for Song Dong to enter the cabin. At first, she thought Song Dong came to help her control Miss Yu, but she didn't expect Song Dong to push her away, hold Miss Yu in his arms and leave the cabin.

Song Dong stared at Cheng Ying and said to Song Su, "Brother, don't worry about it. We brothers have worked hard and finally established a foundation on the sea. Why should we give way to the eunuch Cheng just because he comes and let him be the boss! Your brother has been useless all his life and always asked you to clean up the mess, but this time your brother will help you do something big!"

Song Su was so angry that his liver ached. He never thought that Song Dong did this to help him get rid of Cheng Ying.

He hurriedly advised: "Don't do anything stupid, Dongzi. Without Cheng Dugong, we wouldn't be where we are today. Let Miss Yu go. I will ask Dugong to spare your life!"

Song Dong said, "Brother, those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. Although Cheng has helped us, we have also made money for him from the sea over the years. Hosokawa's foundation was built by the brothers with their lives. Why should he reap the fruits?"

Cheng Ying sneered, his phoenix eyes flashing with coldness: "It seems that I am too kind after all."

Seeing that he was unmoved, Song Dong panicked and pinched Yu Jiao's hand even harder. The dagger cut her snow-white skin, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Yu Jiao's neck.

"Cheng Ying! If you don't do as I say, I will really kill her!" Song Dong's voice became louder and louder, as if to give himself courage. "Don't think I don't know that this woman is your beloved. If you don't want to see her die in front of you, cut your tendons quickly!"

Song Dong had just secretly observed that the two officials from Kyoto were no match for Cheng Ying even if they joined forces. However, no matter how good his martial arts skills were, he would become a cripple if his tendons were cut. After becoming a cripple, not only would he be able to easily subdue Cheng Ying, but the two officials from Kyoto would not let Cheng Ying have an easy time either.

Moreover, those two officials from the capital came for the woman he held hostage. As long as he used this woman as a bargaining chip, there would be no worries for Hosokawa to escape unscathed.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Cheng Ying saw Yu Jiao being strangled and suffocated and a bright red mark on her neck. Her eyes turned red and murderous intent was brewing in them.

Song Dong was overjoyed after hearing this, and couldn't help but secretly praise himself for being so smart. He only needed a woman to control Cheng Ying and make him obey his orders.

Cheng Ying held the long knife in his left hand, slowly raised it, and suddenly made a gesture.

With a "bang", the smug look on Song Dong's face froze. He looked down at the big hole in his chest, somewhat incredulous.

Xia Ning, hiding in the crowd, put away his musket.

Song Dong's face showed a desperate ruthlessness before death. He held the dagger with all his strength and stabbed it towards Yu Jiao's neck. A knife shadow as fast as a flash of light flashed and cut off Song Dong's right arm holding the knife. The bright red blood splashed all over Yu Jiao's face.

She was pulled into Cheng Ying's arms. At the same time, a sharp arrow broke through the air, instantly tearing the tranquility of the air, and a sharp sound whistled.

Cheng Ying only had time to protect Yu Jiao tightly before he felt a pain in the back. The sharp arrow had pierced deeply into his back, penetrating his flesh.

Cheng Ying groaned, and her arms around Yu Jiao trembled slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Jiao raised her hand and felt warm blood on his back. She trembled all over and looked behind Cheng Ying. She saw Yu Qizhe holding a longbow not far away. He looked at Cheng Ying indifferently and sternly, with a second arrow on the longbow.

He was the one who shot the arrow, and Yu Jiao's heart trembled.

At some point, they were surrounded by ambushing archers, and all the black arrows were aimed at Cheng Ying's position.