"Great Immortal, Great...Great Immortal...Spare me! Whether it was two years ago when I knocked you unconscious, or my actions today, they were all unavoidable! Please, Great Immortal, spare me!"
The servant with the injured buttocks walked to Sheng Wenjin's side, knelt down on the ground with a thud, and burst into tears.
His soul had just witnessed everything that had happened, so he naturally knew why Sheng Wenjin had summoned him here.
How could he dare to hit his own master? He'd have to beat him until he was unconscious!
If he really made a move, let alone hitting him that hard, even if he touched a single hair on their young master's head, he would be dead without a burial place!
"Oh? You're scared?" Sheng Wenjin was disgusted by the smell of urine on him, took a step back, and then covered his nose before continuing:
"If you're scared, then I don't need you!"
"Thank you so much..." Upon hearing that he didn't have to lift a finger, the servant quickly kowtowed to thank Sheng Wenjin for letting him go. But before he could finish speaking, Sheng Wenjin looked at Zhao Rui, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said softly:
"Since your men don't dare to touch you, why don't I just kill you?"
As Sheng Wenjin spoke, he raised his hand. Just as he did, Zhao Rui shouted:
"No! No! He dares! He dares!"
"Wang Mazi, you son of a bitch, come here and beat me up! Beat me hard!"
Zhao Rui was terrified when he saw Sheng Wenjin raise his hand. Just now, with one wave of his hand, all those people died, and with another wave, they all came back to life.
It is evident that the entity within Sheng Wenjin's body possesses the ability to control life and death.
If Wang Mazi beats him up, he might still have a chance to live, but if that evil spirit says it will kill him, then he's definitely doomed!
"Young master, no... I dare not!" Wang Mazi knelt on the spot, trembling.
"Wang Mazi, you bastard, come here and beat me up! If you don't, I'll have someone kill you!"
Zhao Rui became anxious and roared loudly.
Upon hearing this, Wang Mazi dared not disobey. He stood up shakily, covered his buttocks, and walked towards Zhao Rui.
"Young Master, I...I'll beat him up!" Wang Mazi's voice was trembling. Damn it, whether he beats up his young master or not, he's going to die anyway!
Or should he give him a good beating? Or maybe just beat him to death, so he can vent his frustration?
"Stop talking nonsense, you..."
"Ouch..."
"Ouch, damn it, Wang Mazi, you're really hitting me!"
"Wang Mazi, are you fucking looking for death?!"
"ah……"
Just as Zhao Rui was about to continue berating his subordinates, Wang Mazi punched him in the mouth. Then, fists rained down on Zhao Rui's head.
Zhao Rui cursed loudly, wishing he could tear Wang Mazi to pieces.
"Young Master, it's not my fault! You told me to do it, and besides, if I hadn't, you would have died! You should be thanking me, Young Master..."
Wang Mazi grew more and more courageous as he fought. Since he had no way out anyway, he decided to just beat this damned bastard to death.
Damn it, you're always causing trouble!
In the end, it cost him his life!
He's so angry!
Thinking about it, he was just a worthless life! It was worth it to die and take a noble young master's life with him!
"Thanks you fucking..."
Snap...
Before Zhao Rui could finish speaking, he received another slap across the face.
"Wang Mazi, you dare to hit me? I'll skin you alive today!" Zhao Rui roared, trying to break free from Wang Mazi's control, but he was frozen in place and couldn't move at all.
Ignoring Zhao Rui's angry curses, Wang Mazi continued to swing his fists, landing blow after blow on Zhao Rui's body.
His heart was filled with resentment and anger. This young master, who usually acted arrogantly in front of him, had now become the target of his venting.
He wants to beat...beat him to death!
Zhao Rui's angry curses gradually turned into wails, and finally the wails became weak and powerless.
Sheng Wenjin realized that it was about time; any further fighting would really result in someone's death.
"Okay, that's enough!"
Sheng Wenjin spoke softly.
But Wang Mazi was already in a rage and wouldn't listen to him at all.
The fists rained down on the dying Zhao Rui.
With a wave of his hand, Sheng Wenjin froze Wang Mazi in place.
At this moment, Zhao Rui was covered in blood, his face was unrecognizable, and he was a truly pitiful sight!
"You guys carry him back, do you know what to say?"
Sheng Wenjin looked at the servants of the Marquis of Boyang's mansion who were standing to the side, too frightened to move, and said.
"We know, Master. We'll just say that the young master had a fight with Wang Mazi and was beaten by Wang Mazi!"
"Yes! Wang Mazi attacked our master and was killed by us!"
"right……"
As the servants spoke, they surrounded Wang Mazi, each of them wanting to kill him.
"Heh... As long as you don't reveal my identity, you can make up whatever you want. But even if you do, it doesn't matter. It'll just mean a few more people die. If the people of the Marquis of Boyang's mansion know my identity, I'll destroy the Boyang mansion. If the people of the General's mansion know, I'll destroy the General's mansion. If everyone in the capital knows, I'll destroy everyone in the capital."
"Killing someone is just a matter of waving my hand to me!"
As Sheng Wenjin spoke, a wicked smile curved his lips. He chuckled softly, then turned and left…
Everyone stared blankly at his departing figure.
This... is truly a prodigy!
As soon as Sheng Wenjin stepped out of the alley, the sounds of fierce fighting erupted from within.
He knew that the man named Wang Mazi was doomed, and he had little sympathy for him.
When Wang Mazi beat him up, he showed no sympathy whatsoever. To curry favor with his master, he specifically targeted the head, showing no fear of accidentally killing him.
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