Chapter 117 Assassination in the Brothel

Liang Cheng walked ahead, Zheng Fan followed behind. The two-story building had many rooms, mostly used by Si Niang's "aunties" for work.

Following local custom, many red headscarves hung at the door of each room, somewhat like a modern barbershop with a sign outside but not a single pair of clippers inside.

Si Niang's room was at the very end. In fact, Si Niang lived in the side room in the backyard and never took clients. This time, to make a move, she chose a room on the northwest corner of the second floor, furthest inside.

The room was divided into two parts, an inner room and an outer room.

When Liang Cheng pushed open the door, Zheng Fan saw the guard sitting there with his arms crossed around his sword.

The guard's clothes were no different from those of the merchants, but his back was ramrod straight and his eyes were half-closed.

Knowing that his master was currently in the inner room, he could still strictly demand himself, which was enough to show that A Ming's earlier evaluation of him was definitely correct.

When Liang Cheng and Zheng Fan entered, the guard opened his eyes and his gaze swept over them.

"What is it?"

The guard asked.

"According to the manager's instructions, we're here to deliver some wine. Our inn's wine is famous throughout Tiger Head City, so..."

"I don't drink."

The guard directly refused.

Liang Cheng had seen big scenes before. This kind of demon king, even if he became an ordinary person, his courage was still not something ordinary people could compare to.

So, after the guard directly refused, Liang Cheng pointed to the door of the inner room:

"You misunderstand, sir. This is the wine our manager ordered to be delivered to her and the distinguished guest, not for you to drink."

The guard was stunned when he heard this.

Obviously, him not drinking was him not drinking, but if the master inside needed it…

Honestly, he, who had been cultivated and trained by his family since childhood to be a family disciple and bodyguard, really didn't understand this kind of thing.

But his own master seemed to be well-versed in this way. When he was at home, it was a little better, but once he left home, he completely lost his restraints. After traveling to several places, several prostitutes had already been played to death by his own master.

Zheng Fan had been following behind Liang Cheng, constantly looking for an opportunity. From the moment he opened the door, Zheng Fan felt a gaze fixed on him.

But just then, that gaze suddenly disappeared.

Obviously, the guard was distracted!

Zheng Fan no longer hesitated. Although he had no experience in this matter, and Liang Cheng had not arranged any gestures to let him take action when he saw an opportunity, he felt that this moment was an opportunity!

"Ah!"

Zheng Fan let out a low roar, raising the wine jar in his hand and smashing it directly at the sitting guard!

…

Although he didn't know how the gentle land of Yan was developing, Si Niang was a senior madam who had opened brothels in various eras and places in comic book stories. Playing with some sentiment and showing some charm, and then taking out modern silk stockings, was enough to hook the soul of this young master who seemed to have a high status.

"How about this one?"

"Beautiful."

"How about this one?"

"Also beautiful."

"Then how about this one?"

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

Si Niang changed them one by one, and the ones she took off were directly hung around the young master's neck.

Just then,

Si Niang suddenly clenched her hands, and the silk stockings that had been hanging around the young master's neck became a rope tightening around his neck.

"Ehhh…"

Si Niang strangled with all her might, but the young master's struggle was very violent.

At this time, a figure climbed in from the window, saw the scene happening in the inner room, and was not nervous or flustered, but instead found it very interesting.

But seeing Si Niang seemed to be losing strength, A Ming frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled.

But now was not the time to think. A Ming walked to the bedside, and on the way, he casually picked up a hairpin from the dressing table.

When he walked behind the young master,

He raised the hairpin in his hand,

"Pfft!"

The hairpin pierced into the young master's neck.

The young master's body twitched, and he lost resistance and fainted.

Feng Si Niang let go of her hand, sat on the edge of the bed and gasped for breath. Sweat had soaked her thin clothes today.

"He, he won't be dead, will he?"

A Ming shook his head, "I have a sense of proportion."

"Bang!"

The sound of a wine jar shattering came from the outer room.

…

The wine jar was smashed down by Zheng Fan. The best result would be to directly knock the guard down with one jar.

But obviously, things did not develop in the best direction.

Maybe just now, the guard was indeed relaxing his vigilance, but his reaction speed was indeed amazing.

"Buzz!"

The sword in his arms was instantly drawn, smashing the wine jar that was smashing towards him.

"Bang!"

The wine jar shattered, but the incense ash inside still sprinkled on him.

The guard had not expected to encounter a premeditated and unscrupulous attack in this brothel. Caught off guard, his eyes were stained with incense ash, and he immediately closed his eyes, his face showing pain.

Liang Cheng did not hesitate at all. He stretched his arms downward, and two iron cones fell into his palms and were grasped. He lunged forward, like a tiger descending the mountain, and stabbed at the guard with the iron cones.

"Clang!"

However, the guard's strength was indeed amazing. Even after being attacked, even if his eyes could not see, his other senses were still sharp.

The long sword lifted up, and Liang Cheng's two iron cones did not hit the opponent's body at all, but were blocked by the sword.

Liang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he pulled his hands down, directly releasing his opening, and the iron cones stabbed out again.

The guard's long sword also changed accordingly, cutting horizontally. He believed that Liang Cheng would retreat, unless the other party was also a death warrior!

But Liang Cheng didn't retreat,

"Pfft!"

The front end of the sword hit Liang Cheng's abdomen, but Liang Cheng's double cones also pierced into the opponent's shoulder.

The guard was stunned for a moment. The pain and the opponent's desperate momentum made him a little flustered. Moreover, he felt that the other party should be wearing inner armor, because his sword was met with extremely clear resistance after piercing into the other party.

Of course, he couldn't imagine that the person who was attacking him now, usually performed chest-breaking stones in the inn, and, although he was an ordinary person now, he was, after all, a zombie!

However, just as Liang Cheng felt that he had succeeded and was preparing to increase the opponent's injury, a very weak blue light suddenly released from the guard's body.

Zheng Fan stood by the side after smashing the wine jar. It wasn't that he didn't want to run as agreed, but because from the time he smashed the wine jar to Liang Cheng's assassination, it was only a matter of two or three breaths. He hadn't had time to run yet.

So, Zheng Fan saw the light on the guard's body.

Is this internal energy? Battle aura? Or what?

Although he didn't know what it was, but combined with the strange mount he saw at the entrance of the inn in the morning, he could at least confirm one thing, that this was definitely not an ordinary ancient world.

Liang Cheng, who was fighting with the guard, felt the deepest, because after the blue light on the opponent's body flashed by, Liang Cheng felt that the opponent's strength had suddenly doubled. Not only did he directly use the sword to completely unload his iron cones, but he also raised his foot and directly kicked him.

"Bang!"

Zheng Fan watched as Liang Cheng was kicked out directly by the guard, smashing through the door panel.

At this moment, Zheng Fan's heart fell to the bottom. This time, he really caught a big fish, but this big fish seemed to eat people.

However, the guard did not choose to kill Zheng Fan after kicking Liang Cheng away, but rushed to the inner room.

In his eyes, his master was the most important.

"Creak!"

Just as the guard rushed to the door of the inner room, the door of the inner room was opened from the inside.

A Ming stood directly at the door, still holding the jade hairpin in his hand.

The guard immediately let out a low roar, and the blue light reappeared, but this time it was much weaker than the previous time.

Even though the guard's eyes could not be opened due to the incense ash, his sword was still sharp.

"Be careful!"

Zheng Fan only had time to shout at A Ming.

There was no way, Zheng Fan was not Duan Yu. Since he smashed the wine jar, the changes in things were too fast, and he couldn't directly point his finger and "biubiubiu."

A Ming seemed to be stunned, as if he hadn't expected that as soon as he opened the door, he, who was preparing to sneak attack, would be stabbed head-on.

So, A Ming didn't have time to dodge, at least, that's how it looked to Zheng Fan.

"Pfft!"

The guard's sword pierced into A Ming's abdomen, and the powerful force caused the tip of the sword to pierce through A Ming's body and then nail it to the door panel.

A Ming's body began to tremble slightly, his head tilted back, and his hair fell down.

"Who, who sent you, tell me!"

He was just accompanying his master to prostitute himself, who knew that he would be attacked in a brothel!

A Ming's head slowly lowered, his body was still trembling, but his face was wearing a crazy smile.

This feeling, is it back again, is it back again!!!

"Hehehe…"

A Ming's throat made a laughing sound.

"Death warriors?"

The guard was a little puzzled, these people who attacked were death warriors!

Damn it,

Why are there so many death warriors who are not afraid of death in this brothel!

The one who was stabbed by him earlier and still desperately attacked was, and the one who has been pierced by his sword in front of him is also!

Who is it, who is it, who actually arranged so many precious death warriors here to assassinate him and his master?

A Ming's laughter made the guard very annoyed. He held the tip of the sword and stirred it in A Ming's body.

Yes, A Ming's body trembled even more violently.

Because the guard's eyes could not be opened, he thought that A Ming was enduring more severe pain, but Zheng Fan, who was standing on the side, saw it, and saw that the kind of terrifying joy on A Ming's face was becoming more and more intense!

The next moment,

A Ming opened his mouth,

Two fangs slowly appeared,

Then,

Towards the guard's neck,

He bit down!

"Ahhhhh!!!"