Chapter 37 Bloodstained Long Street

Lu Fan's words fell.

The entire long street suddenly fell into silence.

Then let's kill them all...

Such a simple sentence made many people...shudder with fear.

Luo Cheng drew out the knife from his waist with a swish, his eyes were bright and dazzling, the blood in his body was boiling, he was waiting for Lu Fan to say this.

"I obey your orders!"

Luo Chengdao.

As he finished speaking, he raised the long sword in his hand.

"Whoever holds a weapon will be killed!"

"Those who gather together to rebel will be killed!"

The words fell.

The iron-blooded army behind him suddenly moved.

There was a "clang" sound.

They all drew the swords from their waists.

Chen Beixun widened his eyes in disbelief. He could never have imagined that Lu Fan would be so decisive and fearless!

If this matter were to get out, Lu Fan would be condemned by thousands of people! However, Lu Fan had killed so many Confucian scholars, and he should have been condemned by thousands of people long ago. Thinking of this, Chen Beixun was a little dazed.

Don't be fooled by Lu Fan's sickly and gentle appearance, he is much crazier and more ruthless than Lu Changkong!

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were stunned. Their backs, which were originally straight, bent back at Lu Fan's command.

There are quite a lot of thugs hired by the three major families and many affiliated small businesses.

These mobs are actually ruffians and gangsters who do nothing all day long.

They have done many things like gathering people to cause trouble.

Following Lu Fan's order.

These people were stunned.

Then, someone roared.

"You thief! I will fight you to death!"

With a roar.

The thugs started to move.

There are many of them.

Most of the Iron Blood Army are on the city walls, guarding Beiluo City.

Luo Cheng's team consisted of only a few dozen people.

However, Luo Cheng's face was indifferent. He swept his long sword and cut a thug in half with one blow.

The other Iron-Blooded Army soldiers were also cold and straightforward. They were soldiers, well-trained soldiers, and could not be compared to a group of rabble.

Nie Zhangqing also moved.

He swung the butcher knife in his hand and joined the Iron Blood Army.

With the addition of a Six-Ring Grandmaster, the thugs were no match for him. After resisting for a while, they began to be completely defeated.

Many thugs were so frightened that their sticks and axes fell to the ground.

Howling in fear.

"We just took the money, we didn't rebel!"

"We were wrong, we were wrong! Sir, please spare us!"

"We have no intention of rebellion... We really don't!"

…

However, the cries of the mob did not make Luo Cheng show any mercy.

The sword flew up and fell, and the long street was stained with blood.

The people on both sides were silent. Some of them who had earlier joined the mob and shouted slogans for a while, wanting to use it as a topic of bragging, now had pale faces, trembling legs, and almost a smell of foul smell surging from their lower bodies.

In this lingering blood-red atmosphere, Lu Fan played with the chess pieces with a calm expression.

The civilians are simply not on the same level as the soldiers.

The mob was quickly subdued.

No, it should be said that they were all killed. Lu Fan said to kill them all, so Luo Cheng naturally would not leave any survivors.

They also didn't need to leave any alive, as they knew exactly who was behind the mob.

Yi Yuexiu put his hands on the handles of the wheelchair and pushed it gently.

The wooden wheels rolled over the blood-stained blue bricks of the long street. A solemn atmosphere filled the air. Although the sun was high in the sky, everyone's body and mind were filled with a bone-chilling chill.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's faces were filled with despair. Looking at this Shura hell-like scene, they were trembling in their hearts.

The fate of these mobs may very well be theirs.

Their inner defenses had been completely broken by Lu Fan.

Although Chen Beixun was still stubborn, his beautiful beard, trembling in a slight arc, revealed his mood.

Bang! Luo Cheng kicked open the door of Liu's mansion.

Rushed into Liu's mansion.

Inside the mansion, the private soldiers who had been defeated by Lu Changkong were waving their weapons, but they were quickly suppressed by Luo Cheng.

The Liu Mansion was stained with blood.

Some of the noble people in Liu's mansion were escorted out.

After some of the rebellious warriors from the Liu Mansion resisted several members of the Iron-Blooded Army, they were overwhelmed, with several blades piercing their bodies and blood flowing like a river.

…

Chen Mansion.

On the nanmu round table, a group of people were still toasting and drinking fine wine.

suddenly.

A member of the Chen family rushed into the mansion, tumbling and crawling.

“No… this is bad!”

"The City Lord's Mansion has massacred the mob for treason, confiscated the Liu and Zhu Mansions, and is now heading towards the Chen Mansion!"

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The face of this young man from the Chen family was filled with fear. The tragic sight of the blood-stained street made him dare not even breathe.

He was frightened by Lu Fan's decisiveness and the cruelty of the Iron Blood Army.

"What?!"

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families slammed the table and stood up, and the strong men of the sword faction also had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

There were hundreds of people there, how could Lu Fan dare to kill them all with just one order? !

It is said that the law does not punish the masses, but Lu Fan is not following the rules at all! They originally wanted to use the mob riot to intimidate the City Lord's Mansion, but they never expected that Lu Fan did not care at all and actually stopped the violence with killing.

In Chen's mansion, many small business owners were trembling.

"What are you afraid of? Does Lu Fan really dare to wipe out all of our three great families and all the big and small merchants?"

"If that happens, Beiluo City will be in chaos. The importance of merchants like us to stabilizing people's livelihood is self-evident..."

"He's just bluffing..."

At the round table, many businessmen from small businesses were whispering to each other.

However, the leaders of the Liu and Zhu families turned pale and almost fainted.

The sword-faction warriors sitting at the nanmu table also frowned.

"It is rumored that Beiluo Young Master Lu Ping'an has a violent temper due to his leg disease. Now it seems... there is some truth to it."

"However, there will be a price to pay for following one's temper... His slaughter will surely cause indignation among the people of the world. This is the act of an evil demon. Our sword sect... will kill the evil demon today!"

On the nanmu round table, several sword masters stood up with swords in hand.

Many merchants, big and small, immediately applauded! The more chaotic Beiluo City is, the better. The more chaotic it is, the more they can fish in troubled waters and make better profits.

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families remained silent, their hands and feet were cold.

"Brother Jingyue, why don't you go with us to kill the evil demon?!"

Suddenly, the leading swordsman with three swords in his sword case looked puzzledly towards the nanmu table where the swordsman was still sitting and drinking by himself.

However, Senior Brother Jing Yue just shook his head.

"Wait a little longer. I have notified the other six heroes of the Sword Sect to come... Only when the seven heroes gather together can we decide the outcome with swords."

This man was called Jing Yue, and he was the swordsman who had fled frantically on Beiluo Lake.

Nie Zhangqing, who was beside Lu Fan, was more powerful than he had imagined.

He alone would definitely not be able to defeat Nie Zhangqing. He would need at least four of the Seven Sword Heroes to have a chance of winning and killing the enemy.

"Seven Heroes... Senior Brother Jingyue is too cautious. If we join forces, even Grandmaster Qi Xiang will have to retreat. Why should we be afraid of Young Master Beiluo's two guards?"

The eyes of this swordsman who had three swords hidden in his yellow pear wood sword case flickered with a hint of disdain.

Jing Yue, who was sitting on the nanmu wine table, said nothing and just poured wine by himself.

The swordsman realized that he was being ignored, snorted lightly, and immediately waved his sleeves, putting two fingers together and slapping the sword case.

There was a loud bang.

A sword popped out and he held it in his hand and walked out of the mansion.

Afterwards, several swordsmen from sword sects, as well as many merchants of all sizes who came to watch the fun, followed the swordsman, stood up, left the nanmu table, and left the lobby.

suddenly.

The swordsman who had just stepped out of the lobby felt his heart twitch, and his intuition as a five-ring master warrior made him suddenly widen his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang! Five bursts of blood and energy burst out from his body.

A ray of black light, as if it came from the sky, broke through the air and came from outside the Chen Mansion.

Everyone was dazzled.

But the black light disappeared.

It turned into a pitch-black butcher knife.

The swordsman who was carrying the sword case containing three swords didn't even utter a roar.

His head was chopped off by a butcher knife that came from the sky.

You will die if you go out.

The entire Chen Mansion was silent for a moment.

The strong smell of blood filled the noses of the group of people who had just stepped out of the lobby...

(End of this chapter)