The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 76 Coming out of the coffin
Panting, panting, Di Qianjun, who was carrying a bag on his back, breathed heavily and pushed open the secret door above.

He stuck his head out and looked around.

There was firewood all around and no one was around.

He let out a long sigh and crawled out of the secret passage, followed closely by Di Ming.

"Dad, where is this?"

Di Ming asked in a low voice.

Di Qianjun made a quiet gesture.

Hearing that there was no one outside the door, he whispered:

"At the entrance of Jinyin Street, in the woodshed of a house.

The back door of this house leads directly to the main road.

The people from the Jingtao Gang should all be in the Di Mansion now, and the butler won’t be able to hold on for long.

Come on, let's go."

After a while, the two stood at the back door, listening to the movement behind the door.

When they realized they heard nothing, they looked at each other and smiled, knowing they were finally safe.

The door creaked open, and the moment Di Qianjun stepped out, he was stunned.

A fair, handsome and strong young man, naked from the waist up, playing with a short spear, was leaning against the wall and looking at him.

Qin Zhiming smiled when he saw Di Qianjun sticking his head out.

Especially the bag on his back made Qin Zhiming's smile even brighter.

"coming?"

Qin Zhiming's gentle and cordial greetings sounded like exploding thunder in Di Qianjun's ears.

His eyes widened and he muttered, "Impossible, how do you know this place?"

"There is no absolutely safe secret passage in this world. Give me the bag. It looks quite heavy."

Qin Zhiming walked up with a smile and waved to Di Qianjun.

"Dad, just fight him on his own!"

Di Ming walked out the back door, glaring.

This guy doesn't look even older than me, how capable can he be?

As the thought came to his mind, Di Ming acted rashly despite Di Qianjun's attempts to stop him.

Qin Zhiming directly grabbed his right arm and smashed it to the ground like a hammer.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
After being hit three times, Di Ming fell into the pit, his eyes wide open, and stopped moving.

Looking at his son's miserable condition, Di Qianjun burst into tears.

"Don't cry, he's not dead. I was holding back. He was just frightened."

As soon as Qin Zhiming finished speaking, Di Ming came to his senses and got up from the ground in horror.

He subconsciously wanted to run, but was frightened by Qin Zhiming's words.

"If you dare to run, I will crush every bone in your body inch by inch."

"Give me the bag, and don't make me say it a second time."

Di Qianming glanced at his son who was trembling on the spot, sighed deeply, and handed the bundle to him with both hands.

Qin Zhiming took the bag and reached in.

He took out a book first and opened it. It was the Di family's Burning Iron Hand.

He put the book in and took out a long box.

The weight of the box was wrong. The small box weighed half the weight of the giant sword he was wielding.

Just in case, he put the box on the ground and ordered Di Ming to open it.

Di Ming opened it and saw a short knife inside that was milky white and looked like it was made of white jade.

The short sword is as long as a forearm, with a thick back that is almost parallel to the sharp blade and a sloped tip.

The round hilt is separated from the blade and the handle.

A yellow rope is wrapped around the handle to increase friction and prevent it from slipping out of your hand.

There is a ring handle at the end of the handle, which seems to be used to increase the stability of holding.

Qin Zhiming took the dagger from Di Ming's hand and waved it around casually.

The weight is still a bit light, I wonder how sharp it is?

Thinking of this, he picked up the knife and stabbed the wall.

Before he felt any resistance, the blade had already sunk into the wall.

Qin Zhiming was stunned. The knife was so fast.

He slashed his finger with the knife again, and this time it was not a big deal, but his index finger actually had a bloody wound. You have to know that Qin Zhiming's current physique, even a crossbow arrow shot from a strong crossbow could not leave a white mark on him.

The most important thing is that he still didn't feel any resistance, which means that the knife could kill him easily.

"What kind of knife is this?"

"This is called a jade weapon, and it is worth a million gold."

Di Qianjun said with a wry smile.

"What is the material?"

At this point, there is nothing to hide.

“This knife can break the bones of a warrior in the Bone Training Realm, and even the physique of a warrior in the Marrow Training Realm.

I'll give it to you, and you'll let me and my son go, how about that?"

Before Di Qianjun could finish his words, Di Ming's head fell to the ground. He covered his neck in disbelief and stared at Qin Zhiming.

Qin Zhiming smiled awkwardly:

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to cut your throat, but the knife was too fast and I couldn't control the force."

Gurgling, accompanied by the sound of blood pouring into the trachea, Di Qianjun pointed at Qin Zhiming, wanting to say something.

Qin Zhiming seemed to know what he was going to say.

"I didn't say I would let you go. Besides, the bag was originally in my pocket.

Once you and your son die, no one will know that the knife has fallen into my hands. "

After a moment, Da Niu pushed open the back door and stood there in a daze.

The Di Qianjun and his son whom he had been looking for were already dead.

Di Ming stood there with his head split, looking at a loss.

Di Qianjun's eyes were filled with resentment as he stared straight ahead.

There was no one on the ground except their two bodies.

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Government dungeon.

Nie Hongshen carried a large box on his back and dragged an unconscious warrior into the secret room.

There were only three evildoers in the secret room, and they watched Nie Hongshen walk step by step to the sarcophagus.

Dong, the coffin lid was pushed open.

Seeing Fan Jiu open his eyes, Nie Hongshen put the box on the ground and opened it.

In the box was a chubby, fair-skinned boy of about seven or eight years old with his eyes closed, looking as if he was asleep.

"I didn't lie to you."

"Okay, I'm willing to do it for you. Throw the warrior in."

Hearing this, Nie Hongshen casually put the unconscious warrior into the sarcophagus and closed the heavy coffin lid.

Suddenly, a creepy sound of sucking blood was heard from the coffin.

Then, the coffin lid was pushed open.

Ding-dong, four iron nails fell to the ground.

A handsome young man dragged a mummy out of the sarcophagus

"I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time."

After the young man finished speaking, he threw the mummy on the ground.

He walked over to the box, closed it and put it on his back.

Seeing Fan Jiu return to normal, Nie Hongshen said a few words and turned away.

“The weird gadgets you four used for your spells are at the entrance to the dungeon.

As for the prisoners in the dungeons, you can do whatever you want with them."

Wait until Nie Hongshen’s back disappears.

Fan Jiu walked up to the three evildoers:
“I don’t have any rules, and I don’t look down on the prisoners in the dungeon, so I’ll give them all to you.

Everyone should just follow the agreement, avoid arguing, and do their best.

Don't ever do anything to make me angry.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be unable to resist eating you."

At this time, the mummy on the ground slowly stood up and stood behind Fan Jiu.

Its lifeless eyes frightened the three evildoers so much that they nodded repeatedly.

Corpse General Fan Jiu, before he entered the dungeon, among the evildoers within a hundred miles of Chaolan County, some dared to claim to be the strongest, but no one dared to claim to be the most vicious.

(End of this chapter)