Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

As soon as Yi Zanglan pushed open the door to the side room, he hadn't taken two steps when he came face to face with the band of robbers who had entered the courtyard.

Under the moonlight, the gentle and quiet girl in yellow had bloodstains on her face and held her cane to her chest. She looked very nervous and timid, clearly frightened.

She asked, "Who are you?"

The bandit leader smiled as soon as he saw her. Indeed, as Wu Ying had said, the group's image was very stereotypical, especially his burly, blind one-eyed appearance. His lewd manner in front of the beautiful woman only made him more stereotypical.

"You're really beautiful. The Zhu family really knows how to pick people." He shook his head with a sinister smile. "If the Zhu family hadn't given me this death order, I would have taken you back and pampered you no matter what."

Yi Zanglan panicked and retorted, "What deadly mission did the Zhu family give me? I'm the bride they're bringing good luck to the second young master, you can't kill me!"

"What a joke! What kind of 'lucky' is this? All four young masters of the Zhu family are dead. They want your corpses to arrange ghost marriages for them!"

"..."

"Little girl, if you know what's good for you, stand still. I guarantee this knife will stab you right through, and you'll die quickly without suffering—but if you resist, it won't just be one stab. You should know how to calculate this, right?"

The bandit leader raised his machete and approached step by step. Yi Zanglan retreated with him until he was close to the wall.

She looked into his eyes, her voice trembling as she pleaded, "No... can't you spare my life?"

"I've taken all the money, do you think that's acceptable?" The bandit leader raised an eyebrow smugly, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked in a more emphasizing tone, "Weren't there four of you in total? Why are you alone? Where are the other three?"

"Is it really necessary to drive them to extinction?"

"We agreed to return all four intact bodies to the Zhu residence. No payment will be made if even one is missing. Stop struggling; none of you are getting away." He finished speaking and turned to his men, yelling, "What are you all standing there for? They can't escape! Search them!"

"yes!"

Seeing that the other bandits had already scattered, Yi Zanglan sighed, and when she looked up at him again, her expression had changed to indifferent.

You won't find them.

"...What?"

"She's been here for a while, didn't you see her?"

The bandit leader looked at her with disdain, thinking she was just talking nonsense because she was scared out of her mind. But before he could say anything to mock her, he suddenly felt a breeze behind him, followed by a chill on his neck.

A sharp blade sliced ​​open his throat in an instant, and blood gushed out like a burst dam.

"..."

He froze, belatedly trying to raise his hand to cover the wound, but the cut was so precise and ruthless that it almost completely severed his throat, and the bleeding couldn't be stopped no matter what he did.

He was about to fall backward, but Yi Canglan grabbed him and half-dragged him, shielding him in front of her as she walked towards his group of men.

The bandits who remained behind also sensed something was wrong and looked over. They saw her push the blood-covered corpse forward with a smile on her face.

"Sorry, your boss had a short temper and died first."

"...!!!"

The next second, another robber's throat was swiftly slit, then the third, then the fourth.

Unable to see anyone else, they assumed it was Yi Zanglan's evil magic and were both shocked and enraged, raising their knives to slash at her.

The cane danced in Yi Zanglan's palm in an instant, creating a dazzling afterimage. The other party didn't even have time to see her calm, smiling face before his skull was struck by lightning.

She flipped and leaped up, sweeping her staff horizontally, causing screams of agony to rise wherever she went, knocking all the weapons to the ground.

...On the other side, two robbers entered the side room to search. After walking around the room, they inexplicably came to the cabinet door at the same time.

That was where Yan Zhao was hiding.

"Open it and see, just in case someone's hiding there?"

Before they could finish speaking, just as the two were about to open the cabinet door, a sound suddenly came from behind them.

Tang Yunxi kicked her legs and slid out from under the bed. She grabbed the scissors she always carried and stabbed one of the robbers in the ankle with a vicious slash.

"Look, look, you bastard, I'll show you!"

Almost at the same moment, Yan Zhao also kicked open the cabinet door, which was already on the verge of collapse and was completely destroyed by her kick.

She held the cabinet door up with both hands and slammed it down on the head of another robber.

Perhaps due to her recent frequent use of the Furious Claws, she discovered that her strength had increased considerably compared to before, which actually stunned her opponent.

She quickly pushed the other person away, then grabbed Tang Yunxi's hand and ran outside.

One of the robbers had his ankle pierced and fell to the ground cursing incessantly. The other one regained his senses and gave chase.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stabbed in the throat and collapsed to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Wu Ying slowly materialized in the air, gripped the dagger tightly, and walked expressionlessly to Yan Zhao's side.

"Everything's taken care of. The one inside is still alive, right?"

"right."

"Fine, at least leave one alive for interrogation."

At this moment, Yi Zanglan also came over. Behind her lay a pile of bandit corpses. Some had their throats slit by Wu Ying, while others had their heads smashed open, with their brains spilling out.

The four men entered the house and saw the only surviving robber, who was struggling to crawl with his injured ankle.

His gaze passed over them and landed on the corpse of his accomplice in the courtyard. As if he had seen a ghost, he frantically lunged towards the corner of the wall.

Good heavens! The Zhu family didn't say anything when we accepted the mission; these are actually four living devils?!

"Please...please, Your Majesty." He clasped his hands together and kowtowed desperately. "We're just doing this for money. The grievances should be settled with the perpetrators, and the debts with the debtors. Why don't you go and settle accounts with the Zhu family?"

Yi Zanglan squatted down, placed the cane in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Did Master Zhu send you?"

"Yes, yes."

"Master Zhu is practically dying, and he still has the leisure to hire you to kill people?"

"It was handled by the steward in his residence, and the steward's meaning was Master Zhu's meaning."

Yan Zhao frowned upon hearing this: "What did he confess?"

"So...so I said that to end your lives quietly, your bodies must be returned to the Zhu family intact so that you can be married off to those four young masters in the afterlife."

"When did this happen?"

"today."

Yi Zanglan nodded, then asked in a calm voice, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"That's all, that's all!" The robber hurriedly waved his hands, explaining repeatedly, "It's the rule in the underworld not to ask about the client's personal affairs when taking a job. I really don't know anything else!"

"real?"

"Absolutely true!"

"Oh, that's a pity. There's no need for trash that has lost its usefulness to live." Yi Zanglan sighed and waved his hand slightly at Wu Ying. "Get rid of it."

Wu Ying coldly agreed, and immediately raised her hand and plunged the knife into the other party's heart.