Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Yi Shi chuckled and slowly stood up from the carriage shaft.

His right hand was already casually resting on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

His posture still looked lazy, but his eyes suddenly sharpened.

They locked their gaze firmly on what lay ahead.

The driver in the car behind reacted extremely quickly.

His figure flashed like a ghost, and he was already firmly positioned to block the side of the carriage window.

Almost at the same time, light footsteps could be heard from the back of the alley.

Gu Mingli frowned slightly and peeked behind him.

At the end of the dark alley, two masked assassins carrying steel knives had silently appeared and ambushed someone.

Four in front, two behind, attacking from both sides, trapping them like turtles in a jar.

"Holy crap?"

Gu Mingli gasped and muttered to himself.

"What's wrong?"

"Are they deliberately waiting here to pick a brawl with me?"

Hearing the noise, Gu Mingyue leaned forward slightly.

Her fair fingers parted a crack in the curtain to peek outside.

But the view was completely blocked by Yi Wu's broad shoulders and back outside the car.

I didn't see anything.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

"Brother? What happened outside?"

Gu Mingli composed himself and turned around.

He casually ruffled Gu Mingyue's hair.

"It's nothing. I just ran into a few old dogs blocking the way."

He spoke casually, his laughter nonchalant.

"Stay put in the carriage and don't go out."

After saying that, he bent down and rummaged under the carriage seat.

With a "whoosh," a solid steel bar more than a meter long was pulled out.

With a flick of the curtain, Young Master Gu, carrying the steel bars, swaggered out of the carriage.

"Miss!"

The peach branch in the car behind let out a startled cry, its face turning pale with fright.

He rushed over and dove into the carriage.

She gripped Gu Mingyue's hand tightly, her face pale and her lips trembling.

"Miss! There's...there's an assassin! I'll protect you!"

Gu Mingyue glanced at Tao Zhi, who was trembling with fear but still trying to stand in front of her.

He gently patted the back of Taozhi's hand with his other hand.

In the alleyway.

The leader of the assassins at the front had a sinister look in his eyes.

The gleaming blade in his hand was pointed at the carriage, his voice carrying a hint of condescending arrogance and threat.

"Is that the Gu family's carriage? If you know what's good for you, get over here yourself!"

Gu Mingli lightly jumped down onto the ground, stepping on the carriage shaft.

He swung the heavy steel bar in his hand through the air.

Then, he raised his chin, squinted, and looked down at the person opposite him.

"Who are you? Did you forget to brush your teeth before leaving home? Your breath is so rude!"

To be honest, Gu Mingli really doesn't know martial arts.

But he's good at showing off! And he's a master at it!

Especially now.

The assassin leader's gaze quickly swept over Yi Shi and Yi Wu, who were standing next to Gu Mingli.

The contempt in his eyes was even more pronounced.

Even if two guards are very skilled, how can they protect a whole carriage of people?

They are experienced professional assassins in the martial arts world!

Even if the Imperial Guards from the palace came today, they might not be much stronger than them.

The assassin leader, feeling confident of victory, began to make threats, as was customary in their profession.

"So you're the eldest son of the Gu family? Someone's paid a fortune to kill you!"

"You only have yourself to blame for messing with the wrong person!"

"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't make a futile struggle. Just stand there and don't move. I'll finish you off with one stroke and let you die a quick death."

He brandished his knife, grinning maliciously, "If you don't cooperate... heh heh, once you fall into our hands, we'll just have to come up with a new way to make you wish you were dead!"

Gu Mingli watched his performance quietly.

After the other party finished making his harsh remarks, Gu Mingli chuckled.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingers hooking in the air.

"Someone come here."

A call suddenly echoed through the dark, narrow alley.

The next moment!

"Whoosh!"

Four ghostly black figures, taking advantage of the cover of night, silently flipped and floated down from behind the courtyard walls on both sides of the alley.

21, 22, 23, 24.

In addition, there are already 10 and 15 who are ready.

The six top experts spread out in a fan shape with perfect coordination.

They firmly protected Gu Mingli and the carriage in the very center.

Six against six.

The expressions of the six assassins, who had previously been contorted with rage, visibly froze.

The leader's hand holding the knife trembled in surprise.

"You...you all..."

Gu Mingli was too lazy to waste words.

He raised his chin and casually pointed at the six people with the hand holding the steel bar.

His tone was casual.

"So, tell me, group fight or one-on-one?"

The assassin leader on the other side was taken aback, gripping the hilt of his knife tightly.

"What's the difference?"

Gu Mingli scoffed.

"The difference is... whether you get beaten up one by one, or all at once."

With that, he waved his hand.

"Keep alive."

"Beat them to death!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Er Yi made his move.

His figure in the dim alley was almost an afterimage.

By the time the leader of the assassins barely caught a whiff of something and reacted...

Er Yi had already raised his knee and slammed it heavily into his abdomen.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The assassin leader's eyes bulged out suddenly, and he let out a painful groan.

His whole body curled up and bent over in pain, like a boiled shrimp.

He didn't even have a chance to swing the short knife in his hand.

With a clang, it flew out of his hand and crashed onto the bluestone slab.

Immediately afterwards, Er'er and Er'san lunged at the target ahead.

They instantly sandwiched the two assassins who were about to provide support, one on the left and one on the right.

Er'er seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful elbow strike, slamming it hard into her opponent's shoulder.

"Snap!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

The assassin's entire right shoulder collapsed instantly, letting out a pig-like scream.

On the other hand, Ersan was even more brutal.

He leaped into the air and kicked another person in the chest with unstoppable force.

The assassin was kicked three steps away like a kite with a broken string.

It slammed heavily against the wall, and vomited a mouthful of blood as it slid down.

When it comes to dislocating tendons and bones, Yi Wu's techniques are particularly chilling.

Instead of retreating, he advanced when faced with the long sword slashing down at him.

A precise chop to the wrist tendon of the opponent holding the knife.

The moment the blade hit the ground, he moved closer, grabbed it with his backhand, and pulled it away.

He twisted the man's entire right arm behind his back.

There was another crisp "snap" sound.

The arm was bent backward at a twisted angle.

It was broken in half.

But Yi Wu's actions did not stop.

Just as the assassin was about to open his mouth and scream in pain, Yi Wu suddenly raised his other hand.

"Click."

They directly dislocated the other person's jawbone.

The screams were all blocked in his throat, turning into desperate "woo-woo" sounds.

Ersi, in the last row, easily dealt with the few who tried to escape.

Seeing that things were going badly, the assassin at the end of the alley scrambled over the low wall to escape.

Yi Shi sneered and casually picked up a pebble from the treasure pouch at his waist.

He infused his fingertips with internal energy and flicked them.

"Whoosh—smack!"

The pebble struck the man's ankle with perfect accuracy, just as he was about to exert force.

The sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a pig-like scream.

The assassin tumbled down from the wall in a disheveled state, clutching his leg and rolling around on the ground.

From the moment Gu Mingli gave the order to the end of the battle, it took less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

The six extremely arrogant professional assassins were now all lying on the cold ground in various poses.