Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

The moment the words "kill them all" were uttered, a chilling atmosphere instantly enveloped the scene. As expected of the Laughing King of Hell, his methods were indeed ruthless.

Lu Ci grinned, "Sir, that's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."

The atmosphere of this operation reminded him of his previous travels with Zhang Zhiwei.

Tang Jiaren looked at Lü Ci and saw that he looked eager to try, and said, "Young Master Lü seems to have something to say?"

Lu Ci said, "After we've robbed the money, I'll cover the retreat when we make our escape."

Tang Jiaren looked at Lü Ci with some surprise: "Such a request is really rare!"

In the past, whenever the Tang Clan's operations required covering the retreat, it was always him, as the head of the household, who would handle it.

Lu Ci grinned and said, "I hope you will grant my request, sir."

“Since you insist, then so be it!” Tang Jiaren said.

Having received the master's approval, Lü Ci was somewhat excited. He couldn't help but recall the scene of his senior brother Zhang covering the rear. The thought of having the opportunity to put it into practice made him even more excited.

Looking at Lü Ci, Tang Jiaren felt a sense of familiarity. He possessed both Tang Mingyi's madness and Yu Huizhong's rationality. He was a perfect candidate for the Tang Clan. It was just a pity that he was from one of the four families.

Yu Huizhong also glanced at Lü Ci. In this brat, she actually saw a bit of that stinky old woman, Tang Mingyi.

Actually, Tang Mingyi really wanted to participate in this operation, but the master thought she was a bloodthirsty wretch. Killing was secondary; the key was to rob money. If she got carried away and things got out of control, it would ruin everything. So he didn't let her come.

Yu Huizhong, on the other hand, didn't really want to come; she liked to bully and torment people.

This operation required seizing money as quickly as possible, clearly leaving her no time to leisurely torture people to death. But what could she do when the lord had specifically chosen her?!
There was no other way but to come along.

Work is work, and hobbies are hobbies. When will work and hobbies be able to be combined? Yu Hui sighed inwardly.

Lu Ci, with his keen senses, noticed Yu Huizhong's gaze. He turned around and saw only a woman with messy hair, wearing a dowdy pink dress, large eyes, and a dull-looking appearance.

Why is this woman, who's like a silly goose, staring at me for no reason? Lu Ci thought to himself.

This kid has good insight... Yu Huizhong silently withdrew her gaze and looked at the manor in front of her. What did the master ask me to do just now?

Oh, I remember now. Use the illusionary miasma combined with the shimmering steps to sneak in, then take out the guards and open the door for them. What a boring mission.

With this thought in mind, Yu Huizhong put aside her thoughts and walked from the woods toward the manor. With her first step, her figure faded; with her second step, she was just a shadow; with her third step, she was no longer in the air.

The church's apostolic squad and Liu Mang's personal guards searched the air for Yu Huizhong's figure, wondering where she had gone.

But in reality, Yu Huizhong had already ascended to heaven with light steps, taking several steps in the air and landing inside the manor in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, the guards in the manor were dozing off by the gate.

Master Liu was one of the most powerful people in the entire Sichuan region. Apart from his nephew, who was known as the King of Sichuan and Chongqing, who else dared to provoke him? After the manor was built, no one dared to cause trouble, so his defenses were very lax.

Yu Huizhong glanced at them, then moved with lightning speed, slashing their necks with a few knife strikes and knocking them down.

Yu Huizhong didn't strike the back of their necks; she struck the front of their necks. Her blows were incredibly precise, shattering their tracheas and vocal organs with a single blow. They didn't faint, nor did they die immediately. They struggled in pain and suffocation, trying to scream but unable to utter a sound. They could only roll around on the ground, their bodies twisted like maggots.

What a delightful torment... Yu Huizhong lowered her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, half her face buried in the shadows beneath the door. Her previous dull and dazed demeanor was gone, replaced by a chilling aura, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

She stepped over the few dying guards and came to the gate. The bolt that would have taken several people to push was opened with one hand.

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Meanwhile, at the restaurant.

Yu Hai was still talking to Liu Cai about the group of bandits who called themselves Zhang Mazi.

"I've been thinking about this for the past two days. Where did this pockmarked guy come from? Why does he want to mess with me?" Liu Cai said.

"Fifth Master is still thinking about that pockmarked Zhang!" Yu Hai slammed his hand on the table, raising his voice by an octave. "They're just a bunch of petty thieves who only know how to steal chickens and dogs. They're probably bandits who wandered over from some disaster-stricken area. They only know that Fifth Master is rich, but they don't know how powerful he is."

Liu Cai nodded: "It should be, but these petty thieves are still somewhat sensible. They only dare to rob on the road, not to rob the manor."

Liu Cai's voice echoed in the restaurant.

"We wouldn't dare rob the manor!"

"Rob the manor!"

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"Da da da da..."

The piercing sound of machine guns echoed throughout.

Chaos erupted throughout the Liu family manor, with terrified screams echoing everywhere.

Suddenly, a large group of people wearing mahjong tile masks appeared in front of the manor. They were armed with guns and rushed into the manor.

The machine guns inside the bunker were firing continuously, but their targets were not the enemies outside the gate, but the guards inside the manor.

In fact, while Yu Huizhong was opening the main gate, the other Tang Clan experts also sprang into action. They infiltrated the manor, then quickly rushed into the bunker, killed the guards inside, seized control of the machine gun, and occupied the manor's high ground. In an instant, the balance of power shifted dramatically.

Under the cover of machine gun fire, a large number of guards died. The paper figures created by Tang An, as well as the guard squad and Liu Mang's personal guards hidden inside the paper figures, also rushed towards the manor.

Originally, the master's plan was for Tang An's paper figures to lead the charge and draw fire, while they would hide among the paper figures and kill the enemy while ensuring their own safety.

But perhaps Lu Ci was too excited, because he rushed to the very front of the group. The wind howled and shrapnel flew everywhere. Lu Ci grinned widely, his smile extremely unrestrained.

He rushed into the manor and the first thing he saw was the guards struggling to their death on the ground. Because their tracheas had been broken, they couldn't breathe, and their faces were extremely ferocious and terrifying from suffocation.

"That dull-witted woman, so ruthless?" Lü Ci was somewhat surprised. Because of his cultivation of the Ruyi Jin (a martial arts technique), he was intimately familiar with the human body's meridians, acupoints, internal organs, and other structures. He could naturally see that Yu Huizhong was doing it on purpose, and her attacks were extremely precise, designed to inflict maximum suffering on these men before they died. Although Lü Ci was also proficient in this art, he didn't enjoy torturing people. With a thought, several Ruyi Jin bursts from the ground, giving the guards a release.

Yu Huizhong ignored Lü Ci's actions; she had already gone to bully the new people.

A large number of paper figures rushed into the manor. The paper figures were silent, and the crowd was dense, yet the movement was pitifully small. The scene was eerily peaceful. Upon seeing this, some ordinary guards threw down their guns and ran away.

The entire manor was filled with smoke and fire. The paper figures rushed in, taking over the various bunkers and watchtowers first. They took machine guns from the Tang Clan experts and continued to suppress the ever-surging guards.

Meanwhile, the Tiantong Church's protection squad and Liu Mang's personal guards provided precise sniping.

The guards, who had anticipated the attack, wiped out both sides almost the instant they met. Within moments, the ground was littered with the corpses of the guards.

"This~"

What kind of backbone could someone who serves as a private soldier for a landlord have? Upon seeing this horrific scene, they were immediately stunned.

"Charge! Charge!"

Behind them, the Liu family's supervisors shouted loudly.

"A few dollars for a shovel, why risk your life?"

One of the guards cursed under his breath, dropped his gun, and ran away.

"Who the hell am I supposed to do this to?"

The supervising officer shot and killed the guard who deserted his post.

Unexpectedly, this triggered a chain reaction. Even a cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a cornered rabbit will bite. In front of them were vicious and ferocious bandits, while behind them were just a few spoiled young men from the Liu family. It goes without saying which side they should choose to break through.

"boom!"

It's unclear who fired the first shot, but then bullets came flying in one after another, turning the supervisory team into a sieve.

The guards swarmed back, trying to slip away through the back door.

While they were running, the Tang Clan experts had already blocked the back and side gates of the manor ahead of them.

Of course, the Tang Clan members weren't there to deal with these ordinary guards; they were there to prevent some important members of the Liu family from escaping by blending into the crowd.

Meanwhile, in the manor's restaurant...

"Zhang Mazi is here!"

"Zhang Mazi is here to attack the manor!"

The shouts of battle outside left Liu Cai bewildered. She had just said that Zhang Mazi wouldn't dare attack her manor, and now it was under attack?
Yu Hai's mind was also in a mess. Those petty thieves who came from who-knows-where actually dared to attack the manor of the number one landlord in Sichuan.
He found it hard to believe that bandits mostly robbed passing merchants or harassed villagers, extorting protection money and the like.

No bandit group would be so ruthless as to rob a wealthy landowner with three thousand soldiers. If they had that kind of power, why would they be petty bandits? Why not just become warlords?
Liu Cai, sitting opposite him, also gradually turned cold: "This Zhang Mazi is probably no ordinary person. He's causing quite a stir outside. Brother Yu, I'll have to trouble you to take action."

Even now, Liu Cai didn't feel too panicked. He didn't think he would lose. He had a team of superhumans to protect him, and he still had three thousand soldiers under his command. Even if most of them went out, he still had more than a thousand left. Not to mention bandits, even if his nephew's army came, they wouldn't be able to take down the manor in a short time.

"I'll take care of them!" Yu Hai said, putting down his wine glass and rushing out.

There were people everywhere outside, and many servants in the Liu family manor. Faced with this situation, some servants ran outside, while others hid inside and closed the doors and windows tightly.

The manor reeked of blood, and the sound of machine guns was as dense as rain. Zhang Mazi's squad was small but elite. With Tang An's paper figures occupying the bunkers in the manor, the guards were almost powerless to fight back.

After Lü Ci led everyone into the manor, he was like a steel knife, piercing straight into the very center of the manor.

Along the way, Yu Hai was surrounded by golden light, and several golden beams shot out, severing the heads of several bandits wearing mahjong tile masks. However, there was no scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere; there were only a few tattered paper figures on the ground.

"Fake, a paper doll? Which sect made it?" Yu Hai looked surprised and uncertain. Paper dolls were a method used by many sects of supernatural beings, and he really had no way to find out the attacker's background based on this.

At this moment, several more paper figures rushed over, all carrying machine guns. However, before they could fire, Yu Hai blasted them to pieces with several palm strikes.

The golden light emanating from Yu Hai's body was the orthodox Golden Light Mantra, but the thunder magic in his hands was not the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

Yu Hai comes from the Qingcheng Sect of Qingcheng Mountain. Qingcheng Mountain is the place where the Celestial Master Zhang Daoling attained enlightenment, and the Qingcheng Sect is also the legacy left by the Celestial Master.

Therefore, the Taoists of Qingcheng Mountain also know the Golden Light Mantra, but the Five Thunder Orthodox Method is only passed down to the Celestial Master. Even the Yin-Yang Five Thunder, which is only half of the Thunder Method, is passed down in the Zhang family. Therefore, the Taoist soldiers of the Qingcheng Sect do not know it.

However, the Taoist lineage has many thunder techniques, with the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique being the most famous and powerful. Besides the Five Thunder Technique, there are also the Divine Firmament Thunder Technique, the Pure Subtle Thunder Technique, the Heavenly Heart Thunder Technique, and so on…

Yu Hai used the Heavenly Heart Thunder Technique.

After smashing several paper figures, Yu Hai picked up a scrap of paper and used a tracking spell to find the culprit.

But at that moment, a purple force suddenly surged up from below him, striking his body and producing a piercing metallic clang.

"Ok?"

Yu Hai turned his head and saw a bandit wearing a mahjong six-bamboo mask walking towards him. The mask concealed his expression, but Yu Hai could see excitement in the bandit's eyes, like a cat spotting its prey.

Why are you acting like a madman? What the hell is so exciting about this? Yu Hai cursed inwardly, "Who the hell are you?"

Lu Ci noticed the golden light on Yu Hai's body. After all, the Celestial Master's Mansion and the Qingcheng Sect had been separated for a long time, so even though they came from the same lineage, they had developed their own characteristics over the years.

Lu Ci had been in the Celestial Master's Mansion for several years and was very familiar with the Golden Light Mantra. He recognized the other party's background at a glance.

"You're from a respectable sect, yet you're working as a lackey for a landlord?"

"Lackey? You're just a damn robber, how dare you talk to me like that?"

Yu Hai angrily said, "I started practicing Qi cultivation at the age of five. I started practicing before the rooster crowed every day. Forty years, I've practiced for forty years, endured such an inhuman life, and only now have I achieved my current level of cultivation. Now it's time to reap the rewards. I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest. With Liu Cai, I'll have money, power, and women!"

Lu Ci grinned, a sinister smile on his face. He didn't want to say a word to this kind of guy. With a swift movement, his attack was as fierce as thunder. Their palms collided, and golden light exploded inch by inch. Yu Hai was forced back several steps, his wrists throbbing with pain from the impact. (End of Chapter)