Chapter 277 Embracing, Abusing the Scum [2 Updates]
He spoke these words casually, with a hint of a smile in his voice, clearly posing no threat whatsoever.
But it made people feel the oppressive force of death.
He said, "That's something we can do."
Nie Yi was startled and followed him out: "Yun Shen, you..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Fu Yunshen didn't drive. He took out a dark blue helmet, put it on, and started a motorcycle parked at the door.
This is a Suzuki GSX-R1000, with a top speed of 289 km/h, which is faster than most cars.
In particular, the addition of floating dual discs provides excellent braking performance.
Nie Yi hadn't been able to utter another word.
With a loud rumble, the motorcycle sped away.
In just a few seconds, it disappeared without a trace.
Nie Yi frowned, took out his phone, and made a call.
On the other end of the phone, the fourth team leader looked serious: "Boss?"
Nie Yi's voice turned serious: "Prepare the car, we're going to the fifth one immediately."
Nie Yi rarely spoke in this tone, and the fourth captain immediately realized that something urgent had happened.
"Boss, I'm going right now."
Nie Yi slowly exhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose.
The capital city has become increasingly turbulent in the past two years.
**
The fifth one.
Ancestral home.
West Courtyard.
Several servants said coldly, "Go inside, don't keep the second master waiting."
Ying Zijing looked up, glanced around the courtyard, and lowered her eyelashes.
She then followed the servants into the house on the right.
The fifth family's ancestral home still retains the architecture from the Ming Dynasty, but the things used inside are modern.
There are computers and air conditioning.
"Wait, Mo'er will be back soon." Fifth Hui said calmly, "And don't even think about running away. If you leave, I'll take Fifth Yue's place."
"Use me as a scapegoat—" Ying Zijing coughed lightly twice, "You can try and see if your daughter has that kind of luck."
"I don't know if my daughter will live or die," Wu Hui said condescendingly. "I can be sure you will die."
Ying Zijing glanced at the handcuffs on her wrists and the blood seeping out: "You're still using the method that Fifth Young Master came up with."
Upon hearing this name, Wu Hui's eyebrows twitched violently, and his expression changed: "What do you know?"
The fifth young man was his ancestor.
They've been dead for three hundred years.
But this method of warding off disaster was indeed passed down from his ancestors.
When he entered the Taoist path, his father also had another person with divination talent ward off disaster for him.
Therefore, he does not suffer from the five deficiencies and three lacks.
He will not be punished for peeking into the secrets of heaven.
Fifth Hui didn't want Fifth Mo to suffer from the Five Deficiencies and Three Shortcomings, so he had already planned to find someone to help her ward off the disaster.
Unfortunately, after searching for so long, I still haven't found it.
If it weren't for the fact that Wu Yue brought back an outsider today, he would have already planned to use the Wu family's people directly.
“Of course I know.” Ying Zijin’s tone remained calm. “I also know that he tried to use my apprentice as a scapegoat.”
She remembered Fifth Young Master because of Fifth Young Master.
Just as there is evil among hypnotists, there is also evil among fortune tellers.
However, she was always too lazy to meddle in other people's business at the time, so she didn't bother to find out where Fifth Young Man got this method from.
Fifth Hui's expression changed repeatedly, and he scoffed, "Nonsense!"
He thought this little girl had gone mad and was spouting nonsense.
Apprentice?
Then he was the founding ancestor of the Fifth Family.
Wu Hui lost his patience completely, stood up, grabbed the girl's shoulder, and said to the servant beside him, "Bring the gold thread."
The maid quickly took it out of the cabinet and handed it over a circle of gold thread.
"See this? But you don't recognize it." Wu Hui took it and sneered, "Now, I'm going to use this golden thread to pierce several important acupoints on your body."
As he spoke, he took out a stick, shook his head, and said with utter contempt, "Too bad, you don't even have the ability to resist me."
"Yes, I already said that." Ying Zijin looked at the gold thread indifferently, her phoenix eyes even slightly curving upwards, exuding a clear and graceful charm. "If you use me to take the blame, your daughter will lose her life."
"Still being stubborn?" Fifth Hui sneered again. "I'll take your life first today!"
He tightened his grip on the girl's shoulder, and with his other hand, he held the gold thread, about to thread it through an acupoint on her shoulder.
But then the tightly closed door was kicked open.
Fifth Hui's hand trembled, and he whirled around: "Who? Who dares to..."
He couldn't say anything more.
Something cold pressed against his forehead.
That's a gun.
Wu Hui shuddered, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
He's just a fortune teller, not a martial arts practitioner.
Let alone firearms, he would get injured even if he came into contact with cold weapons like swords.
Only a few elders in the ancient martial arts world can cultivate to the level of being impervious to swords and blades.
How could someone with a gun break into the ancestral home of the Fifth Family?!
How did they get in?
The man holding the gun was Yunshan, who had come with them.
Following Fu Yunshen's instructions, he subdued Wu Hui: "Who do you want dead today?"
Ying Zijing took a slow breath before looking up. Her face was still very pale, and her voice was very soft: "You've come."
As if she had found something to lean on, her body relaxed.
With that release, the strength he had been holding on for so long dissipated, and he instantly lost consciousness.
Fu Yunshen's expression changed, and he caught her before she fell, his arms tightening around her.
He had seen her when she was weak before.
After treating Old Master Fu last time, she was so weak that she fell into a coma.
But he had never seen her so weak before.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand and wiped away the blood from her wrist bit by bit, his peach blossom eyes now only filled with icy coldness.
But he didn't look at Wu Hui. He first wrapped Ying Zijing in his coat and went outside.
The immense air pressure dissipated, and Wu Hui collapsed to the ground.
By the time he realized what was happening, he was already drenched in cold sweat.
Who...who is that person?
He tried to move, but the cold muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his forehead.
Fifth Hui believed that if he dared to resist, he would definitely be shot.
"You dare touch Miss Ying? You're courting death!" Yun Shan sneered. "Kneel down! If Miss Ying suffers even the slightest loss, you could have ten lives and still not be able to pay for it!"
**
Ten minutes later, footsteps sounded again.
Some people left and then returned.
Upon hearing this voice, Wu Hui couldn't help but shudder, his body trembling.
He looked up and saw a man in a black silk shirt walking towards him.
She had a pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes and a face that could captivate all.
She was born a bewitching and captivating beauty.
It's practically impossible for a man to grow to that size.
But Wu Hui had no interest in appreciating the man's appearance; he only felt fear.
"Who are you?"
Fifth Hui asked himself whether he had ever seen Fu Yunshen, whether in the capital or in the ancient martial arts world.
He gritted his teeth: "How dare you interfere in my affairs?!"
Fu Yunshen still ignored him.
He raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes sweeping over the four servants in the room.
The clouds and mountains conveyed the meaning.
He first kicked Wu Hui to the ground, then with lightning speed, he unleashed his inner force and attacked the four servants.
Before they even had a chance to resist, the four servants, who had trained in the ancient martial arts world, fell to the ground.
It was clearly lifeless.
Fifth Hui stared at Yun Shan in disbelief: "You...you're also from the ancient martial arts world?!"
He knew the strength of his servants; how could anyone possibly take them all down in just a few seconds?
Yunshan didn't answer, but said to Fu Yunshen, "Young Master, it's resolved."
"Are you insane!" Wu Hui broke out in a cold sweat. "You dare to kill someone at the Wu family's residence? Don't you want to live in the capital anymore?!"
However, as soon as he said this, he caught his breath.
A hand grabbed his head and locked it around his throat.
With a "crack," the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Fifth Hui let out a bloodcurdling scream, extremely shrill.
Fu Yunshen looked at him: "Whose life did you just try to kill?"
"You dare?" Fifth Hui cried out in excruciating pain. "You dare touch me? I signed a contract with the Lin family. If I die, you're finished too!"
The Lin family is a clan in the ancient martial arts world.
Their strength should not be underestimated.
Fifth Hui didn't believe that anyone would dare to oppose the Lin family.
The man chuckled softly and slowly, his voice low and deep.
It was as if the sound of a zither was flowing gently.
Wu Hui's heart suddenly tightened.
He looked up, trembling, barely able to breathe, his face turning blue.
"You're joking." Fu Yunshen stepped on Wu Hui's hand. "You, I've crippled you. Your people, I've killed. And the Fifth Family, I can destroy them too."
He curled his lips into a cold smile: "You can see, the Lin family, or the entire capital, who dares to say a word against me?"
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