My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 223: Killing people, punishing the heart, abandoning evil and returning to the right path

Facing Dugu Can's question, Shen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked: "Does this question still have meaning now? The result is the same anyway."

Dugu Can said seriously: "It makes sense, and the results are different."

Li Mubai on the side said calmly: "Of course it makes sense. If she is just used by you, the Demon Cult will only lose a leader and a group of high-level officials."

"Although it has been damaged, at least the Demonic Cult's orthodoxy has not been destroyed. It can be recovered after decades of rest and recuperation."

"But if she has betrayed, then the Demon Cult will be annihilated. The difference is huge."

After listening to Li Mubai's explanation, expressions of confusion appeared on the faces of Shen Feng, Zhu Youtang and others.

Dugu Can still stared at Shen Feng, waiting to hear the answer from him.

Shen Feng sighed softly: "It's a pity that when you and Brother Bai took action, the iron cavalry and the doormen of Renyi Villa had already launched a clearing operation against the demon sect's strongholds in Guandong, the desert, outside the Great Wall, and the Western Regions at the same time."

"At the same time, because of my two million taels of silver, all the accounts of the Demon Sect have been locked, and the Sifang Chamber of Commerce has also surfaced. All the money of the Demon Sect will be nationalized."

"Among the four heavenly kings, the King of Love and Desire has given up his evil ways and returned to the right path. The King of Wisdom, Bai Xiaosheng, and the King of Gufeng, the Great Joyous Bodhisattva, have all been killed. Only the King of Power and Dharma has slipped through the net."

As the home of the Demonic Cult's economic pillar, how could the Sifang Building not have a secret passage?

However, looking at the expressions of the Wan family and his son, they did not look like leaders. Instead, they seemed to be being carried away by those men in black.

"Although all members of the Demon Sect have not been wiped out, the Demon Sect's order has been uprooted and its name has been eliminated. Is there anything else you want to know?"

After his son Wan Sanqian arrived, his plan finally began to be implemented.

He fell to the ground, looked at the sky with empty eyes, and murmured: "I never expected that the hundreds of years of the Demon Sect's orthodoxy would be destroyed in my hands. I am the Demon Sect's eternal sinner."

Before starting business, Wanbaolai's main job was to manage the income and expenditure accounts of the Demon Sect, which was equivalent to being an accountant.

Wan Baolai and Wan Sanqian's father and son, surrounded by a group of men in black, walked quickly towards a corner of the parking lot.

When they received the two million taels, Wan Sanqian realized that the imperial court was already targeting them, and they were afraid that they would take action soon.

But the identity of the elder of the Demon Sect is a shackle around his neck. The masters of the Demon Sect beside him are called guards, but in fact they are a sword of Damoris hanging over his head.

Unlike those from the Demon Sect, how could it be possible that Wan Sanqian, a business wizard who had been hanging around in the Ming Dynasty for so long, knew nothing about the Ming Dynasty's current financial system?

When the two million taels flowed into the Sifang Chamber of Commerce's account, he had already guessed that the Sifang Chamber of Commerce was exposed.

"Among the four princesses, the eldest princess Hua Baifeng and the younger princess Huan Ji have abandoned their evil ways and returned to the right path, but Lady Nanhai and Tie Gu are on the run."

Wan Sanqian has been slowly and secretly accumulating strength. When they master the power and no longer fear the Demon Cult, he will be able to destroy all involvement with the Demon Cult and completely clean up his reputation and become a wealthy gentry of the Ming Dynasty.

Half a step behind her, stood a girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate appearance.

Just as Bai Tianyu said before on the train, Wanbaolai has been doing legitimate business for more than ten years, standing upright in the sun, enjoying the admiration and respect of everyone.

Hu Guangcheng announced that he was in the underground parking lot of Sifang Building, Xiangyin County, Tanzhou Prefecture.

Fortunately, some of the previous preparations were enough for the father and son to save their lives, but everything they had today might be in vain and they would have to start over.

Unless things take a turn for the better, and their father and son can get rid of the group of demon masters around them and do something proactively, they may have a chance to atone for their sins and not lose everything.

A strange smile appeared in Zhu Youtang's eyes, and Shi Shiran said: "From your standpoint, you are a sinner of the Demon Sect."

"bang"

There are countless heresies in the Demon Sect, and there are countless weird methods. Who knows if there is any way to fake death.

Everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He wanted to kill someone but also wanted to kill someone. This guy was a ruthless person.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhu Youtang said these words, blood spurted out from Dugu Can, and in less than half a minute, he died.

Just because the way forward has been blocked by others, there are ten people blocking their way, four men and six women.

Standing at the front was a woman, about twenty-three or four years old, with smooth muscles and bones, and eyes like apricots. Although she did not apply any makeup, it did not affect her stunning appearance at all.

Although Wan Baolai is an elder of the Demon Cult, neither father nor son understands martial arts, and they are purely business talents.

"But from our point of view, you are a great contributor to the Ming Dynasty in eradicating the cancer of the Demon Cult. Maybe you will be reported to the imperial court, and the Holy Emperor will reward you."

Wearing a light purple dress, she added a bit of nobility and elegance. The six-pointed star earrings on her earlobes exuded a dangerous blue light.

Perhaps because of their great luck, the turning point that Wan Sanqian and his son had been looking forward to really happened, and some of the preparations they had made in advance also played a role.

She wore a light green chiffon shirt with a bow tied with a streamer on the chest, a pair of dark blue bell-bottom pants, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet. She exuded a youthful and energetic atmosphere.

But what he didn't expect was that the imperial court and Renyi Villa would move so quickly and start attacking the Demon Cult before he was fully prepared, which caught him off guard.

"puff"

Just as a group of people passed through a lane and turned to the area where the secret passage was located, a dozen demon sect masters who surrounded the thirteen thousand fathers and sons suddenly stopped.

Zhu Youtang looked at Dugu Can's body and said calmly: "Create the body so as not to pollute the environment of Tianchi."

He enjoys this kind of life very much, and he even wants to enjoy this kind of life forever, so that all generations of the Wan family can enjoy this kind of life.

hiss……

Even when the court officials and people at Renyi Villa saw him, they were all polite and called him President Wan.

After listening to Shen Feng's words, there was no trace of blood on Dugu Can's face. Coupled with excessive blood loss, he finally could no longer hold the two swords.

……

But regardless of whether Dugu Can and the other members of the Demon Cult were really dead or faked, they would all be turned into ashes and completely dead if they were burned with fire.

Li Mubai's expression changed, and he greatly agreed with his arrangement.

He wanted to get rid of it all, but he knew he couldn't rush it and could only take it slowly.

The majestic innate master didn't know whether he died of bleeding or death, but he died in a very miserable way.

She held a sheathed long sword in her left hand. Facing the menacing masters of the Demon Cult, there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, she looked eager to try.

Behind the two beauties, one big and one small, stood four men and four women side by side.

The most amazing thing is that, regardless of whether they are four boys or four girls, they all have the same appearance. They are actually quadruplets, one male and one female.

The quadruplets are wearing the same style of clothes. The only difference is the color of the clothes, which are white, light yellow, emerald green, and pink.

The quadruplets were wearing exactly the same clothes. Judging from their appearance alone, it was impossible to tell who was who.

"President Wan, three thousand brothers, we have finally gotten to know each other. Why don't you even say hello when you want to leave?"

Amidst the ugly expressions on the faces of the masters of the Demon Cult, the woman smiled sweetly and said.

Her voice is like an oriole coming out of the valley, a kite singing or a phoenix singing, it is clear and bright, with a hint of boldness and crispness.

Wanbaolai and his son's eyes were full of joy, but they pretended to smile bitterly and said, "Fairy Jinghong is not from Renyi Villa, so why would she need to go through this muddy water?" The leading woman is the head of the Tanzhou Feilong Escort Agency, "Jinghong Fairy is not from Renyi Villa." "Fairy Hong" Yang Yan, the girl beside her is naturally her personal maid Xing'er.

The quadruplets are named Xuemei, Xianglan, Lvzhu, and Fenju respectively, and they are Yang Yan's four great swordsmen.

The quadruplets are talents secretly recruited by Wan San Qian, collectively known as the "Four Ghosts of Western Hunan". They practice thaumaturgy and phantom magic. They are connected with each other and are good at combined attacks. Together, the four of them can defeat the innate and defeat thousands of people. military.

But so far, the fact that they were recruited by Wan Sanqian is still a secret. No one knows about it except Yang Yan and others.

Hearing Wan Baolai's words, Yang Yanzhuangruo said helplessly: "I have no choice. The owner of Renyi Villa is still my nephew. Ma Daxia from the Tanzhou branch is begging me again. It's really hard to shirk it."

Wan Sanqian sighed: "Sister Yan, are we really not accommodating when we are friends?"

Yang Yan looked calm and said seriously: "If it were something else, it wouldn't matter if I turned a blind eye today, but this matter involves the Demon Cult, so please forgive Yang Yan for not showing favoritism."

"What I can do for you is to plead for mercy on your behalf and strive for a lighter sentence."

While they were talking, the sounds of fighting in the upper floors of the building could be heard, and the masters of the Demon Cult behind him were clearly almost unable to withstand it.

At this time, the exit of the parking lot was blocked by the villa's diners, and the secret passage was their only way out.

The master leader of the Demon Cult was very anxious and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. Since it doesn't make sense, then fight out. Come on."

The thirteen demon sect masters surrounding Wan's father and son shouted "kill" when they heard this and rushed towards Yang Yan and others.

In front of Wan's father and son, only the leader and two other masters were left to guard him.

He originally planned to let his men restrain Yang Yan and others, while the three of them protected the Wan family and his son to bypass the battle group and escape through the secret passage.

But what happened in front of him shocked him.

Yang Yan's body spun lightly, and the master of the Demon Cult, who was still five or six meters away from her, inexplicably fell down on the three of them.

The leader looked closely and saw a blue dart nailed between their eyebrows. The shape of the dart was exactly the same as the pendant on Yang Yan's ear.

"Chasing...soul-chasing meteor dart."

The man in black next to the leader called out the origin of the dart in a trembling voice.

When the other men in black saw this, they waved their weapons crazily and danced a screen of light in front of them, intending to resist Yang Yan's meteor dart.

"We're coming too."

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

Xing'er gave a sweet shout, and she and the Four Swordsmen drew their swords and took the initiative to face the incoming enemies. They each picked an opponent to catch and kill.

The four ghosts from Xiangxi stepped forward to block the remaining five people without any instructions.

Yang Yan's figure flashed, and somehow she passed through the battle group and appeared in front of the leaders.

"Stop her."

The leader shouted deeply, and the two masters of the Demon Cult had no choice but to step forward and take action.

However, how could they capture Fairy Jinghong's stunning glance?

As purple shadows flew around, before the two of them could deliver the third move, they suddenly froze, then fell to the ground silently, and there was no more movement.

Yang Yan raised her sword fingers to her chest and saw a meteor dart sandwiched between her green fingers.

This soul-chasing meteor dart is not only as fast as a meteor and difficult to withstand and dodge, but it is also quenched with poison that can seal the throat with blood. It only needs to be scratched to kill a person in an instant.

The leader's heart sank. He knew that he would not be able to survive today, so he immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Elder Wan, you go first, I will stop you..."

"puff"

"Uh……"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his vest, and all the strength in his body was quickly withdrawn.

He turned around with eyes wide open and saw Wanbaolai holding a dagger in his hand, which penetrated deeply into his vest and pierced his heart.

"you you……"

Wan Baolai didn't hesitate, and pulled Wan Sanqian back three to four meters. This stab was a vote of honor, and it was also the reason why their father and son were given a lighter sentence.

So even if it wasn't necessary and Yang Yan could easily kill the leader, Wanbaolai still stabbed him.

At this moment, a group of villa guests poured out from the stairwell and instantly surrounded the place.

The person in charge of the Tanzhou Branch of the Villa, "Lightning Whip" Ma Baoguo, stood out from the crowd. Looking at the scene in front of him, he said with a sarcastic tone: "Hey, who is this who is so ignorant of martial arts and conducts a sneak attack?"

Wanbaolai has no shame at all. He is an ordinary person who does not understand martial arts. If he wants to kill a first-class master in the world, how can he fight head-on without a sneak attack?

The leader trembled and knelt down on the ground, leaning on the ground with his sword in his hand to support his body to prevent himself from falling. He stared at Wan Baolai and gritted his teeth and asked: "Why...why?"

Wan Baolai sighed: "I'm sorry. Over the years, our father and son have long been accustomed to being good people who abide by the law. We don't want to go back to the Demon Sect and live in the days when we were shady and like mice."

Wan Sanqianye said: "I have been in the Demon Cult since I was born. God never gave me a chance to choose. I didn't have a choice before, but from now on, I just want to be a good person."

"Good... person, huh..."

With a mocking smile on his face, the leader fell to the ground and died soon after.

After hearing what Wan Sanqian said, Ma Baoguo said cheerfully: "Young man has a bright future, I'm optimistic about you."

Wan Sanqian bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Master Ma."

He patted Wan Sanqian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I won't hold you and your son today. Tomorrow I will go to the Villa branch to record a confession. How to deal with it depends on what the headquarters says."

Wan Sanqian said: "Junior understands, thank you senior for showing mercy beyond the law."

Ma Baoguo patted him on the shoulder, said "rat tail juice" at the end, then walked away and ordered his followers to finish.

In this moment, the ten masters of the Demon Cult who were stopped by Xing'er and others were all killed or injured, and they were all captured.

The situation at the scene and the words of Wan and his son made Ma Baoguo instantly understand what was going on.

Coupled with Yang Yan's relationship, the Wan family and his son will probably be fine.

The Sifang Chamber of Commerce must be nationalized. As long as the father and son are willing to fully cooperate with the court and steadily receive the assets of the demon sect, most of the property belonging to the father and son's private accounts can be retained.

This can be regarded as leaving them a chance to make a comeback.

(End of this chapter)