The Ming Dynasty's henchmen, working from nine to five

Chapter 78 Why did you stop pretending?



Chapter 78 Why did you stop pretending?

Chapter 78 Why did you stop pretending?

Snapped!

"ah!!"

"One shout equals ten lashes. How many have been added now?"

"Reporting to the young master, thirty lashes..."

""

"Continue, you can count yourself."

"one two three..

""

Before long, the woman's back was torn and bleeding, covered with crisscrossing, bluish-purple centipede-like wounds.

The other maids serving nearby were all pale-faced, their heads bowed low, not daring to even breathe.

Qi Yan lashed the whip again and again, looking at the maid in front of him who was trembling like a sieve, and said with a smile, "How many times have I told you, to enjoy pain, to be obsessed with pain."

Why can't you ever learn?

Snapped!

He suddenly exerted force on her hand, and the maid let out a scream, her body trembled, and she almost fell to the ground.

Qi Yan gave a gentle smile and softly reminded him, "You're stuck. If you dare to fall, you'll be dead."

Upon hearing this, the maid immediately straightened her body.

The commotion grew louder and louder, but the second son of the Duke of Zhenguo showed absolutely no intention of keeping quiet.

Meanwhile, the two guards outside were peeking through the window cracks with great interest.

Shen Lang stood in the shadows, taking in the entire scene, a layer of scarlet mist gradually rising in his eyes.

"That's really arrogant."

"Even more arrogant than me."

"You have yet another reason to die."

"However, given what happened, he wasn't flustered at all. Where did he get his confidence?"

Shen Lang's gaze shifted slightly as he slowly emerged from the shadows.

"Who are you...?"

'

With a flash of light, the two constables who had been eavesdropping through the window were decapitated, their blood splattering everywhere.

"Young Master Qi, what refined taste you truly possess!"

Shen Lang stepped over the two corpses and walked into the house at a leisurely pace.

Before him came in, the head of one of the constables rolled in and came to rest right at the feet of a maid.

"ah!!!"

She froze for a moment, then her eyes widened instantly, and she let out a terrified scream.

next moment--

Snapped!

Qi Yan lashed the whip down at her, and she immediately flinched, shrinking back and biting her lip hard, daring not to utter another sound.

"Guests are welcome, please take a seat."

Qi Yan was only slightly surprised to see Shen Lang, then clapped his hands and gestured for him to come in.

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently kicked the kneeling maid on the ground, and said in a gentle tone, "How can you be so oblivious? You see a guest has arrived and you're still not preparing tea?"

"Yes, yes, young master!"

The maid answered shakily, stood up with some difficulty, moved to the table, knelt down, and placed the scalding hot teapot on her back.

The tea was too hot, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Qi Yan's narrow eyes narrowed into slits: "What are you dawdling about for?"

"Are you trying to make people think that our Duke Zhenguo's mansion doesn't know how to entertain guests?"

Upon hearing this, the maid trembled and carefully tended to the teapot as she crawled toward Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's gaze grew increasingly cold. He strode forward, tossed the teapot aside, and then spread his long sleeves to drape his outer garment over the maid.

Qi Yan looked surprised for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "So you like to play the chivalrous card, huh? No problem, I will."

""

However, before he could finish speaking, Shen Lang flashed and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Zero Frame started by grabbing his hair and slamming him to the ground with a thud!

"You're even more pretentious than me, you really have a death wish."

Shen Lang stepped on his head, looking down at him.

"hiss..

'

"What do you mean by this, brother?"

Qi Yan's scalp was ripped open, and blood flowed down his cheek. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, looking quite pleased.

"Still pretending? You won't admit it until you're faced with the truth."

Shen Lang tilted his head to look at him, the corners of his lips slightly upturned, and gradually increased the pressure on his feet.

He had no intention of concealing what had happened today, so he was wearing the standard official uniform of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

The sturdy deerskin boots instantly crushed Qi Yan's cheek.

"Crack, crack," came the sound of bones breaking.

Qi Yan couldn't hold back any longer. His expression changed drastically, and he struggled wildly, letting out a scream: "Ah!!!"

"My face!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Shen Lang chuckled: "Being quiet now? Stop showing off?"

He continued, speaking slowly and deliberately, "How many times have I told you? You must enjoy the pain, be obsessed with the pain."

Why can't you ever learn?

Qi Yan's eyes were bloodshot as he hysterically shouted, "How dare you treat me like this! Do you know who I am?"

"I am the son of the Duke of Zhenguo!"

"You're finished! I'm going to skin your whole family alive!!"

Shen Lang chuckled lightly: "So you're the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, my apologies for not recognizing you sooner!"

Clap!

Shen Lang demonstrated an extremely precise control over his true essence.

Qi Yan's left side of his face was completely rotten, making him look extremely terrifying.

Shen Lang slowly drew his sword from its sheath, twirled it, and asked with some confusion, "You don't even know a little bit of martial arts, where do you get your confidence?"

"Or do you think I'm joking with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared on his blade.

Qi Yan let out a piercing scream that seemed to shatter the roof!

pat!

A pair of shriveled bells, wrapped in a bag of meat, were tossed high into the air and then fell to the ground.

Shen Lang looked down at Qi Yan, who was convulsing on the ground, and said coldly, "Now you know I'm serious, right?"

"What...what do you want?" Qi Yan asked, his lips trembling.

"Money, women, official positions—name your price, and everything will be fine!"

Shen Lang chuckled softly, "Young Master Qi, you certainly have a big mouth... Are those assassins outside your trump card?"

As soon as the words fell—

Roar!

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar resounded throughout the vast hall!

Shen Lang twisted his body and unleashed a slash.

A phantom image of a blue dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, rushed out along with the blade light!

boom!!

The walls shattered, the ground trembled violently, and a cloud of dust rose.

When the dust settled, dozens of corpses lay scattered outside.

Qi Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression turned horrified!

These dead people were all his close henchmen!

Among them are eleven ninth-rank martial artists, six eighth-rank martial artists, and the rest, though not yet ranked, are all experts who are just one step away from achieving that rank!

Such a force could easily conquer a small city, yet it was wiped out in a single strike by this mysterious man, who was even younger than him!

Those were nearly twenty martial arts masters who had reached the first rank!

They were all slaughtered like chickens in one fell swoop?!

Qi Yan asked in shock, "Who exactly are you?"

Shen Lang pulled his clothes over, slowly wiped the blade, and said gently, "I am Shen Lang, a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"The ones who come to judge you."

"A captain in the Embroidered Uniform Guard?!"

"Are you out of your mind? What do I have to judge me for?"

Shen Lang tilted his head: "Don't you know what you've done?"

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened so much they almost popped out of their sockets: "You're here for that case?!"

"Don't you know that the three judicial departments have already made a decision?"

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