Beside the spear was a broken broadsword, its blade also stuck in the ground, swaying from side to side.
Jing Zhe quickly looked up. The man in black who had just slashed out had already taken a few steps back, staring incredulously at the alley behind Jing Zhe. His hand, which had been holding the knife, was trembling uncontrollably.
Someone has come to save me!
This was Jing Zhe's first thought.
"I'd like to see who dares to touch my brother!"
These words struck like a thunderbolt, exploding on the ground!
Immediately afterwards, Liu Jinghong, dressed in silver-white armor, slowly walked over and stood behind Jing Zhe.
The wind billowed her red cloak, which, combined with her snow-white armor, surprisingly complemented the chilling, desolate night.
"The Iron Cavalry of Jinghong... Liu Jinghong!"
The leading man watched as Liu Jinghong effortlessly lifted the chestnut-red spear, which was three inches deep in the ground, with just one finger, and then looked at the two stunning characters "Jinghong" on the snow-white armor. He gritted his teeth and said.
Upon hearing the name "Liu Jinghong," the two men in black, who were less than five steps away from Jing Zhe, retreated as if facing a formidable enemy. However, they were tripped by the unconscious Hanhan on the ground and fell to the ground.
Then he scrambled and crawled toward the man in the lead, looking utterly disheveled.
"Huh, you recognized me?"
Liu Jinghong asked curiously, then said calmly, "In that case, I'll keep you here—"
She counted them and added, "Fifteen complete corpses, I suppose!"
These words seemed to correspond to the leader's earlier statement that he wanted to leave Jing Zhe with a complete corpse, but Liu Jinghong's expression was indifferent, and he spoke as casually as if he were swatting fifteen mosquitoes, already overwhelming the other party in terms of momentum.
"Zhe'er, you've grown up. You can't stay below your sister like you did when you were little. Come up above your sister!"
After saying that, he reached out and pulled Jing Zhe up from the ground.
The voice had lost its previous coldness and become very gentle.
Although he knew Liu Jinghong meant that when they were little, he was a head shorter than her and had to look up at her, so it seemed like he was below her, and now that he was grown up, standing up made it seem like he was above her, but…
Emmm…
Why would you shamefully think such a dirty mind?
Seeing Liu Jinghong at this time was undoubtedly exciting, but Jing Zhe knew it wasn't the time to reminisce, and he was afraid of delaying Liu Jinghong from avenging him, so he obediently went around to Liu Jinghong's back, just like when he was a child and was bullied by other children and asked his fifth sister to stand up for him.
Liu Jinghong seemed to have anticipated this scene as well, and glanced back at him with alluring eyes.
When she turned around, her eyes were once again as cold as frost.
"General Jinghong is powerful, but we are not pushovers that everyone can bully!"
As he spoke, the leading man pointed behind him, "There are fifteen of us in total. If it really comes down to a fight, General Jinghong might not be a match for us!"
"Then what?"
Liu Jinghong glanced at him and said coldly.
"Then... we don't need to fight to the death and both sides suffer losses! We didn't kill anyone, so let's just part ways here!"
Although his tone was still harsh, the content of his words undoubtedly revealed one word:
Coward!
Yes, these fifteen assassins, whose skills were no less than those of the simpleton, actually chickened out when facing Liu Jinghong alone!
Looks like this is what you call "prestige"!
Jing Zhe watched Liu Jinghong's retreating figure, thinking to himself.
...
"That's right, but I won't agree."
Liu Jinghong's gaze swept over everyone like a small knife, sending chills down their spines.
"Why?"
The leading man was panting heavily; this time, he was truly afraid.
They weren't just afraid of Liu Jinghong alone, but even more afraid of the massive, terrifying, and suffocating iron cavalry behind her!
If they set their sights on us, we'll have nowhere to stand in the entire An Kingdom!
Moreover, within Anguo, neither the royal family, the army, nor the sects would choose to offend the Jinghong Iron Cavalry for the sake of a few individuals!
"Why?"
Liu Jinghong chuckled foolishly, "Anyone who threatens my Zhe'er deserves to die!"
As he spoke, he swiftly thrust out his spear. A scream of agony rang out, and the black-clad man who had been raising his knife to strike Jing Zhe was now pierced through the chest by the spear, blood gushing out.
Jing Zhe had only felt a blur before his eyes; he hadn't even noticed that Liu Jinghong had left.
A true master... indeed terrifying!
The fifteen assassins instantly became fourteen.
Moreover, they had lost their killer aura and looked more like fourteen trembling, timid thugs.
However, these street-smart killers are still killers. When their lives are threatened, they all raise their knives as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Are you really going to fight to the death?"
Liu Jinghong shook his head and said calmly, "No, it's that even if the fish dies, the net won't break!"
"Just you alone?"
Liu Jinghong shook her head again and gave a cold laugh.
"Since you've heard of me, you must have also heard that General Jinghong, clad in battle armor, is never alone!"
Upon hearing this, the leading man turned ashen-faced.
Yes, how could General Jinghong, clad in armor, possibly enter the capital alone?
Then, a scene that chilled the hearts of the fourteen assassins unfolded.
At both ends of the alley, a dark mass of horsemen was advancing side by side, stopping about twenty paces away from them.
Under the moonlight, the two characters "Jinghong" on the black armor were particularly dazzling. They didn't say a word, nor did they dismount. They didn't even hold any weapons in their hands. They just stood there quietly, but they gave people an extremely solemn and majestic feeling.
Comparing people is a recipe for disaster; comparing goods is a recipe for discarding them.
These fourteen assassins had killed many people and seen a lot of blood. The stench of blood on their bodies was unbearable for most people, and people were terrified of them when they saw them.
But when faced with these iron cavalry, they became "ordinary people".
Yes, the Jinghong Iron Cavalry are all fierce warriors who have fought their way out of piles of corpses. The blood that assassins have seen is nothing compared to the pools of blood they have seen.
They sat quietly on their horses, but the assassins were already sweating profusely with tension.
This is what you call "deterrence," this is what you call "the fear of death"!
However, after the cavalry stopped, they all looked at Liu Jinghong like docile little lambs, making no unnecessary movements, just waiting for Liu Jinghong to give orders.
"I've changed my mind."
Liu Jinghong suddenly sighed, "I gave you a chance, but you bargained with me. I don't like that, so—I'll kill them all, leaving no trace of their bodies!"
"Boss, what do we do?"
One of the assassins cried out in anguish.
"Do you want to—"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes seemed to light up, but upon hearing the next sentence, their hearts sank to the bottom.
"Leave a complete corpse?"
"..."
Yes, faced with the formidable iron cavalry, what room was there for resistance?
It's better not to struggle and leave with a complete corpse.
Everyone exchanged glances, then raised their knives and committed suicide…
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