Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 128 Chapter 127 Seeking Revenge
Officer Morgan turned and ran, his back disappearing into the night.

Soon, Feng Xiuhu also arrived.

The driver was also smart. Seeing that something was wrong, he didn't dare to say or ask more questions. He raised his hand and pointed at a Western-style building on the street, then drove away without stopping.

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw three magnificent buildings in the distance - the Palace of the Goddess of Wind and Rain, the Misty Hall, and the Duke's Mansion.

The Palace of Goddess of Wind and Rain is the very center of the entire Upper City District. As the director of the Planning Department, Lu Hongxi's home is very close to the city center.

This also means that Feng Xiuhu doesn't have much time left.

San Mazi came closer and said, "Squad leader, Miao Gensheng discovered there's a back door over there. I asked him to bring two brothers over to block it. When are we going to take action?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "Every wrong has its perpetrators. I want Lu Hongxi alive. As for the rest of the servants, those who resist will be sent to see the Heaven of Samsara, and those who surrender will have a leg cut off to prevent further trouble."

The squad leader gave the order and all the brothers drew their weapons.

I saw that this group of "Divine Guards" had all kinds of tools, including sharp knives for cutting fish, nail-studded mallets, rusty axes, and sharpened iron chisels.

There are all kinds of things, and it’s a bit messy, but they are all the things that the brothers use to make a living.

Before the doorman noticed.

Sanmazi acted as the vanguard.

He walked forward with a sledgehammer, swung it down and broke the door lock.

The gatekeeper in the courtyard was surprised: "Who is it?"

San Mazi kicked the iron gate open and shouted with a fierce grin, "Your grandfather from Dicheng is here to take my life!"

Two doormen hurried out with sticks in hand to check, only to see a group of Divine Guards rushing in through the gate, shouting and killing.

Before they could figure out whether to stop or surrender, they were hit on the head by a hammer, splitting their heads open.

The brothers dispersed and cleared the servants outside the building along the way.

The armor of the Divine Guards was really intimidating. The servants panicked at the first sight of it, thinking that the church had come to confiscate their property. Few of them had the courage to resist.

Feng Xiuhu put his hands in his pockets and walked along the cobblestone path straight to the door of the western-style building.

He saw a white funeral cloth hanging on the door, the wall lamps on both sides were extinguished, and there were guiding lanterns hanging under the wall lamps.

The wick was burning and the flame was flickering.

Sanmazi stepped forward and kicked the door open.

As the door opened, Feng Xiuhu looked up.

At the end of the corridor, Lu Hongxi and Feng Xiuhu, who were about to come out to check, met each other's eyes.

Lu Hongxi was immediately shocked and angry: "Feng Xiuhu—you are going too far!"

Feng Xiuhu walked into the room and came slowly.

He pulled out a hatchet from behind him and wiped the blade with his sleeve as he walked.

Lu Hongxi was accompanied by his wife and housekeeper.

The woman couldn't help but be frightened. Seeing this scene, her voice trembled: "Master, is he the crazy tiger?"

Feng Xiuhu came closer and closer, and the three of them couldn't help but step back.

Lu Hongxi looked fierce but was actually weak. He pointed at Feng Xiuhu and shouted, "This is Shangcheng! This is my home! If you dare to act wildly here, the Duke of Daguo will not forgive you—"

Bang!
With a dull thud, the short axe flew past Lu Hongxi's cheek and chopped into the beam behind him.

Half of Lu Hongxi's ear fell to the ground.

He clenched his teeth and covered the wound. He was in excruciating pain but didn't dare to scream. He looked at Feng Xiuhu with more and more horror.

The three continued to retreat into the hall.

As he passed by, Feng Xiuhu pulled out the axe and followed him into the hall.

The hall was also hung with mourning clothes, with a coffin placed in the middle - it was clearly a set-up mourning hall.

Retreating to the side of the coffin, Lu Hongxi finally stopped retreating. His eyes were red, and his pupils were about to spit fire with anger. "Feng Xiuhu—my son just died today, and you came here seeking revenge. I know that my son's death is inextricably linked to you!"

Feng Xiuhu walked up to him, chuckled and asked, "What did Yukhu say?"

Lu Hongxi stiffened his neck and roared, "Bishop Yuke told me everything! You had a conflict with my son during the ceremony today. You attacked him directly and wanted to kill him on the spot. If he didn't have a life-saving magic weapon..."

Bang!
Feng Xiuhu grabbed Lu Hongxi's hair and pulled his head to knock against the coffin.

Lu Hongxi fell down with blood gushing from his forehead.

Feng Xiuhu placed his hand on the coffin and tapped it gently: "Let me be clear. It wasn't me who had a conflict with him. He was the one who provoked me."

Lu Hongxi held his forehead and said nothing.

The lady next to him cried out, "You bastard! First you killed my son, and now you're breaking into my house and causing trouble! If the Queen doesn't take you in today, she'll take you in tomorrow!"

"Miss?"

Feng Xiuhu grinned and kicked the director's wife on the knee, causing her to fall to her knees.

Feng Xiuhu pulled her hair, forcing her to look up. "Director Lu is clearly working for the church. Why are you asking the queen? Your family background is quite complicated."

The axe blade was pressed against her throat. The director's wife was terrified and trembled all over. "I, I spoke too quickly and said... wrong!"

Lu Hongxi shouted angrily: "Come to me if you have any problems!"

Snapped!
Feng Xiuhu slapped him to the ground and asked, "Do you understand how to queue up?"

Lu Hongxi got up and shouted again: "Then I should be in the front of the line!"

Feng Xiuhu thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

So he grabbed Lu Hongxi's hair and pulled him up: "Let me tell you the truth first, I will take your life today."

After hearing this, Lu Hongxi's legs went weak and he fell down again.

He was terrified.

At first, Lu Hongxi thought that Feng Xiuhu came here just to cause trouble, and at most he would kill a few servants and disrupt the funeral. However, he did not expect that Feng Xiuhu actually came here to take his life - he felt that although there was a gap between him and Feng Xiuhu, it had not reached the point of a life-and-death struggle.

So now I completely lost my spirit and was scared to death.

Feng Xiuhu didn't care what Lu Hongxi was up to and brought him up again.

Feng Xiuhu said, "How exactly I'm going to collect it depends on your performance. If you behave well, I'll let you go quickly, but if you act crazy or stupid, you'll have to leave in several batches."

Lu Hongxi trembled: "What, what do you mean by going in several groups?"

Feng Xiuhu laughed and said, "Isn't that easy? I'll remove your fingers first, then your arms, your nose first, then your ears, and separate the left and right lung lobes. If your intestines are too long, I'll chop them up and remove them."

"If you like, I won't mind the trouble. I'll grind it into foam for you inch by inch and send you off."

A heat flowed down Lu Hongxi's crotch to his feet, wetting the carpet.

Feng Xiuhu said to the housekeeper, "Why don't you send someone to clean it up?"

The butler turned and left trembling.

Feng Xiuhu then said to the director's wife, "Why don't you find a pair of pants for your man?"

The lady also walked away trembling.

Lu Hongxi wanted to keep them, but he was speechless when he saw Feng Xiuhu's smiling face.

"But we need to first clarify the specific method of movement."

Feng Xiuhu pulled out a revolver from his inner pocket and asked Lu Hongxi, "Do you recognize this?"

Lu Hongxi saw the item clearly and his expression changed slightly: "Possessing firearms privately is a serious crime. If you dare to take it out, if the government finds out, the church will not be able to protect you."

PS: Revenge is revenge, but the truth must be made clear. Feng Xiuhu never lets his enemies die in vain - unless he is also kept in the dark.

(End of this chapter)