The happy life of a prodigal

All this shows that this world is not so simple...

Perhaps there will not be such mysterious kung fu as the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" in martial arts novels, but it is not necessarily non-existent that martial arts masters who have practiced basic martial arts to a high level.

Could this Poison Gu sect be a sect that is good at using poison?

Fang Xiu was very interested in this and asked, "Where are those two assassins being held?"

Bai Xiaochun immediately said respectfully, "It's in the backyard."

Fang Xiu nodded and walked towards the backyard.

The two assassins were held in two small rooms, guarded by four guards.

When they saw Fang Xiu, they hurriedly saluted: "Master."

Fang Xiu nodded and said, "Open the door."

"Yes!"

The door lock of the house was unlocked by the guards, and in an instant, a foul smell rushed over.

Fang Xiu resisted the urge to vomit and walked in.

The space inside the room is very small, except for a bed, there is only a wooden barrel.

All the food, drink and lazards are in this place, and it is summer again. After a long time, the smell is so pungent, which is also reasonable.

On the dark wooden bed, a young man with numb eyes, wearing tattered clothes, stared blankly at the ground, unaware of the fact that someone had entered the room.

"Cough cough..."

The guard on guard coughed twice, and the young assassin's attention was instantly attracted.

When he saw Fang Xiu, he was slightly taken aback, his eyes a little confused.

After a while, he stood up abruptly, knelt on the ground, and wailed, "Master Fang, I've said everything you want me to say, please let me go...

The little one will be a bull and a horse in the next life, and I will definitely repay your great kindness and virtue. You will forgive the little one this time, and the little one will never dare again..."

The young man who was righteous a few days ago has completely collapsed at this moment, knelt on the ground, kept kowtow, begging for Fang Xiu's mercy.

The whole person is like a beggar without the slightest dignity.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu shook his head, and said flatly, "Ask you a few questions. If your answer satisfies me, I may consider letting you go."

Hearing this, the young assassin's cloudy eyes shone again, he fell on the ground, and said loudly: "Just ask, the little one will know everything without saying anything."

Fang Xiu looked at the young assassin lying on the ground, and asked, "What is the Poison Gu School?"

The young assassin was slightly taken aback, with a look of perplexity on his face, thought for a while, and said: "The little one only listens to the eldest lady, bah, that thief girl Liu Qing mentioned it by chance, the little one doesn't know what it is exactly."

Liu Qing...is that female assassin.

The self-proclaimed surname is Yang, but the actual surname is Liu, which has been confirmed by two assassins.

Fang Xiu looked at the young assassin and said calmly, "This is not the answer I want."

Hearing this, the young assassin kowtowed like crazy, and couldn't help crying: "Every sentence is the truth, and there is absolutely no deception in the slightest. Young Master Fang has learned a lot!"

Fang Xiu shook his head, ignored it, and walked out of the room.

From the very beginning, he didn't pin his hopes on the young assassin.

Such a person, as long as Liu Qing is not a fool, it is impossible for him to get in touch with the core secrets, but the other one is not necessarily...

Go into another room.

In the same small space, with the same pungent stench, compared to the young assassin, the middle-aged assassin sitting on the bed seemed extremely calm.

Sensing that the door was opened, he just raised his head slightly, and said in a flat tone: "I know, I have already told you all.

If you still don't believe me, kill me. "

"Spine..."

Fang Xiu looked at the middle-aged assassin, smiled, and said, "The person I admire most is you."

Hearing Fang Xiu's voice, the middle-aged assassin seemed a little surprised.

However, after only a moment, he recovered his original calm appearance, looked at Fang Xiu, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it..."

On the side, the guard waving the whip in his hand, said sharply: "Why are you talking to the young master, do you want to be beaten again!?"

The middle-aged assassin didn't reply, but just sneered, showing disdain for the danger of the guards.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu showed a smile on his face and said, "Since you like being a hero so much, I will give you this chance."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the guard beside him and ordered, "Give him a breath."

The two guards were slightly taken aback, then reacted abruptly, bowed their heads and said, "Yes, young master!"

After Fang Xiu left the house, the two guards showed ferocious smiles on their faces, and they looked at the middle-aged assassin and approached him step by step.

The middle-aged assassin was a little confused, obviously he didn't expect...

Fang Xiu will torture him at this time.

He didn't react until the hard whip fell on his body, causing piercing pain, and subconsciously let out a miserable scream.

Fang Xiu stood outside the door, listening to the screams coming from the room, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

If it weren't for the strict guards of Fangfu, it would be himself who was screaming under the whip at this moment.

Therefore, no matter how pitiful these assassins were in front of him, he would not show any mercy.

After half an hour, the screams in the room gradually subsided.

The door was pushed open, and the sweaty guard came out from inside, walked up to Fang Xiu, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master, he passed out."

Fang Xiu nodded and said, "Go get a bucket of cold water."

"Yes!"

The guard was ordered to fetch water.

Fang Xiu walked into the room and looked at the middle-aged assassin who was limp on the ground.

Even though he was mentally prepared, seeing his miserable state, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

His whole body was bloody and bloody from the whip, and the blood mixed with the sewage showed a strange dark red color.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, Fang Xiu almost thought he was a dead person.

"Master, cold water is here..."

After a while, the guard who had left earlier entered the room carrying a bucket of cold water.

Fang Xiu glanced at the unconscious middle-aged assassin, and ordered the guards: "Wake him up."

"Yes!"

The guard carried the bucket and poured the cold water in it towards the middle-aged assassin.

"call--"

A rapid breathing sound came, and the middle-aged assassin suddenly woke up.

I don't know how long it took before I regained my senses, staring at Fang Xiu with blood-red eyes, gritted my teeth, and shouted with all my strength: "You kill me!"

Chapter 1 Seventy: Goodbye Liu Qing

Fang Xiu looked at the middle-aged assassin, shook his head, and said, "Until I get the answer I want, you can't die..."

The middle-aged assassin gritted his teeth, stared at Fang Xiu, and asked, "What answer do you want?"

Fang Xiu smiled and asked, "What is the Poison Gu Sect?"

Hearing the words 'Poison Gu faction', the middle-aged man's expression froze, and it only took a moment to return to his original appearance, and said lightly: "I don't know."

Fang Xiu shook his head and said, "You think I won't know if you don't tell me?"

The middle-aged assassin lowered his head and said nothing.

Fang Xiu said again: "Where did I hear the word 'Poison Gu Sect'?"

The middle-aged assassin still has the appearance of 'non-violent non-cooperation'.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Xiu thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to, do you think your nephew will tell us?"

The middle-aged assassin shook his head and said, "He doesn't know anything, so you don't need to test me."

Fang Xiu sighed, and said: "He really doesn't know what the Poison Gu Sect is, but he knows where you are hiding in the capital and your relationship with the Poison Gu Sect..."

Having said this, he stopped.

Because he already got the answer he wanted.

Obviously, when mentioning the hiding place, the pupils of the middle-aged assassin shrank suddenly, which was unavoidable no matter how one controlled himself.

Therefore, Fang Xiu can be sure that this so-called Poison Gu faction still has remnants in the capital!

"Well, I'll ask you three more questions. If your answer satisfies me, I'll let your nephew go. How about it?"

Fang Xiu looked at the middle-aged assassin and asked with a smile.

The middle-aged assassin had a struggling expression on his face, and after a while, he asked, "What's the problem?"

Fang Xiu thought for a while, and asked the first question: "What is the relationship between Liu Qing and the Poison Gu Sect?"

The middle-aged assassin shook his head, and said firmly, "I don't know what the Poison Gu Sect is."

Fang Xiu smiled and changed the question: "What is the relationship between Liu Qing and you?"

The middle-aged assassin replied: "She is our eldest lady."

Fang Xiu asked, "Miss what?"

The middle-aged assassin spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "This is the second question."

"it is good."

"Missy is the chieftain's eldest daughter."

Fang Xiu nodded and asked the third question: "If your young lady is killed by me, what will happen to you?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged assassin suddenly raised his head, stared at Fang Xiu with blood-red eyes, and roared in a hoarse voice: "I will kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

Fang Xiu looked at the ferocious middle-aged assassin and smiled.

After laughing for a long time, he said calmly, "You can't kill me, but I want to kill you... and your eldest lady, it's easier than crushing an ant."

After speaking, he turned and left the house.

Standing in the middle of the yard, breathing in the fresh air, Fang Xiu suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

"Let them go."

After standing in the yard for a while, Fang Xiu said suddenly.

Bai Xiaochun was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Master, let both of you go?"

Fang Xiu nodded and ordered: "Young one, let him go later.

The other is to find the right opportunity and let him escape by himself. "

Bai Xiaochun thought for a while, nodded and said, "Understood, young master."

Fang Xiu patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Choose a few smart and capable people, don't lose them."

"Yes, Master!"

Bai Xiaochun said respectfully.

Fang Xiu nodded, and walked to the deepest room in the backyard, where the root of all this was imprisoned...Liu Qing!

It has been more than ten days since I saw Liu Qing last time.

Her clothes were even more dilapidated, and a foul stench emanated from her body.

His face became paler, and he lost a lot of weight. He looked like a refugee fleeing from famine. His face was yellow and thin, and he didn't have half the shadow of the handsome and graceful girl Yang.

It's just that the eyes are still clear.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Fang Xiu walked five steps away from Liu Qing and stopped.