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

In the narrow alley, groans and cries rose and fell.

Gu Mingli stood firmly in place, holding the imposing steel bar.

She was only responsible for posing coolly the whole time, and didn't take a single step forward from beginning to end.

The evening breeze blew by, stirring the hem of his clothes.

He lowered his eyes, looking down at the six assassins wriggling on the ground like maggots.

He raised an eyebrow dismissively.

"With such rudimentary skills, you dare to try and become an assassin?"

Gu Mingli sneered.

"Go back and tell your shady master behind this."

"If you dare use such underhanded tactics again, I'll drag out all the dogs in your master's mansion and beat them up!"

After uttering those harsh words, Gu Mingli turned around decisively.

She yanked open the carriage curtain and nimbly slipped back into the carriage.

After settling in, he feigned disgust, patting non-existent dust off his hands, and called out:

"Alright, forget about these useless guys. Let's go."

"Yes, young master."

Yi Shi sat back on the carriage shaft with a flourish and flicked the reins.

"drive!"

The carriage wheels rolled slowly, crushing the hems of the two assassins' clothes.

Amidst a chorus of wails, it leisurely drove towards the East Market.

Gu Mingyue sat in the carriage, watching her own brother's smooth and sophisticated show-off performance.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Wow~~ I didn't realize! My brother looks pretty cool today."

Gu Mingli almost got carried away with his pride after hearing his sister's praise.

He snorted smugly and raised his chin.

"Perform your usual routine."

The carriage gradually drove away until it disappeared completely at the alley entrance.

Only six killers remained in the alley, wriggling and trying to get up.

The assassination attempt resulted in heavy losses.

Some people dislocated their arms, some broke three ribs, and some shattered their ankles.

They could only support each other, tears mixed with cold sweat streaming down their faces.

Staggering, they prepared to move out of the alley.

The leader, enduring the excruciating pain in his abdomen, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva with a "pui" sound.

His eyes were filled with resentment and venom, and he cursed through gritted teeth:

"Damn it...this is utterly unethical! Outnumbering the enemy! What kind of skill is that?!"

"Once I'm fully healed, I'll definitely bring dozens of brothers with me..."

However, he hadn't even finished saying his harsh words.

"Da, da, da..."

Footsteps echoed from the shadows deep within the alley.

Five dark figures emerged slowly from the darkness.

They were all dressed in matching, unmarked, smoky gray outfits.

He was lean and strong, with cold eyes.

The leader of the assassins had just been brutally beaten and was still a bit dazed.

He stared blankly at the five people who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, looking completely bewildered.

"You... what kind of gang are you...?"

Of the five men in gray, the one in the lead didn't even bother to utter a single unnecessary word.

He coldly raised his hand.

The other four people behind them sprang up like arrows released from a bow, acting simultaneously!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This time, the sounds of fists and feet landing on the assassins were even more muffled than the previous wave.

"Ahhh! Stop hitting me!"

"It's a misunderstanding! Hero, it's really a misunderstanding! We were just passing by!"

"No, no, no! Don't step on our faces! We are... *pfft*!"

Before he could even finish uttering the word "Cui," a hard shoe sole mercilessly crushed his front tooth.

These five were guards that Gu Debai had arranged to stay by his children's side.

They're all江湖人 (jianghu people, people from all walks of life).

They were far more ruthless and vicious than the royal bodyguards.

They showed absolutely no mercy, each move aimed at the most painful yet not fatal vulnerabilities of a person.

"Crack! Crack!"

The sounds of bones breaking, accompanied by agonizing screams that seemed to split the sky, echoed through the narrow alley.

The one-sided beating finally ended.

The gray-clad leader looked down at the six half-dead bodies on the ground with a cold gaze.

"Are you all blind?! How dare you lowly scum provoke the young master of the Gu family?"

"I'll spare your lives, but go back and tell those old fogies in the Cui family."

"We, the Gu family, will remember this debt. If they dare to do it again, we will wipe out the entire Cui family's stronghold, leaving no one alive!"

After delivering this menacing warning, the five men in gray turned and vanished into the boundless darkness of the night, just as they had come.

The narrow alleyway was once again filled with a suffocating silence.

At this moment, the six arrogant and domineering assassins completely broke down.

They collapsed to the ground, bruised and battered, shedding their first ever tears of grievance as assassins.

"Waaaaah... How the hell did I bring so many people with me?!"

A killer with a broken leg was holding his head and weeping bitterly.

"What happened to killing a defenseless rich kid? What kind of hero bullies outnumbers you? Have you no shame?!"

Several grown men lay in a pool of blood, cursing and weeping in each other's arms.

However, the alley was too quiet.

It's not a good omen.

We should get out of here as soon as possible.

They supported each other, trembling, and moved towards the alley entrance step by step, leaving bloody marks with each step.

Right now, they don't want anything else but to escape this cursed, terrifying alley as quickly as possible!

However, the gears of despair seemed to have been turning ever since they took on this job.

Before they could even move two steps away...

A tall figure stood prominently at the entrance of the alley.

They completely blocked the sliver of moonlight and their path to survival that they had finally managed to see.

Under the pale, cold moonlight, a lean man in his forties stood there with his arms crossed, looking icy cold.

He was followed by three men whose men exuded murderous intent.

All four men had narrow-bladed longswords clipped to their waists.

That's standard equipment for top assassins in the martial arts world.

They... are people of the martial arts world!

Ji San, Deputy Hall Master of the Thousand Machines Hall of the Cold Abyss Alliance!

Ji San just watched coldly as the six figures on the ground were beaten beyond recognition.

He stepped forward without uttering a single unnecessary word.

"Bang!"

An extremely violent whip kick, like a steel whip, sent the assassin leader, who had just gotten up, flying again.

The assassin leader screamed as his back slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab, and stars flashed before his eyes.

Before he could catch his breath, Ji San had already closed in again.

Without any mercy, he lifted his foot and stomped on the man's swollen face, crushing his head into the mud.

"Whoosh!"

With a chilling metallic scraping sound, Ji San drew a gleaming short dagger from his exquisitely crafted wrist guard.

The sharp tip of the knife was pressed straight against the leader's nose.

It pierced the skin, and bright red blood oozed out.

Ji San's voice carried a coldness that came from years of living on the edge of a knife.

"Are you all blind?! How dare you touch someone protected by our Cold Abyss Alliance?"

The assassin leader on the ground no longer had the strength to beg for mercy; he could only let out terrified "hmphs."

The despair in his eyes was intense.

There's a third group of people?!

It's just a murder case, is it really that big of a deal?!

Ji San's voice came coldly.

"According to the rules of our underworld, if you reach out in ways you shouldn't, you have to leave something behind as interest."

Having said that, his eyes sharpened, and he swiftly brought down the knife!

A flash of silver light.

"ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching, pitiful cry instantly pierced the night sky.

Blood gushed out instantly, splattering all over the ground.

"Clatter".

A right hand, severed at the wrist, rolled onto the bluestone slab.

Then came the second hand.

The third one.

Blood, severed limbs, and despair were intertwined.

A chilling scream echoed through the endless, dark alley.

Like the death knell of hell, it echoed for a long time.