If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

After midnight, most of the lights in the Qin Mansion were turned off.

There were candles lit in the guard's room, and two people were sitting face to face, with a few plates of food in the middle and a pot of wine next to them. They were drinking and chatting in low voices.

A thin bamboo tube slowly stretched out from the window, and wisps of light smoke floated into the duty room along the bamboo tube.

After a while, the two guards on duty tilted their heads and fell asleep on the table.

Just as a figure was about to walk in, he was grabbed by another person.

The man lowered his voice and said, "Don't be nosy. Just take that little girl and leave. It would be bad if we took one more life."

Three or four figures tiptoed along the darkness like ghosts, slowly approaching the main house in the east garden of the Qin Mansion.

The man did the same thing and blew the smoke in through the window frame.

After about half an incense stick of time, one of them waved his hand gently, "Come in."

One of them stood outside to keep watch, while the other two, wearing face masks, skillfully pushed open the door latch and slowly walked in sideways.

The room was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Only the sound of soothing breathing could be vaguely heard from the inner room.

After the two of them got used to the darkness, they could vaguely see a curtain hanging over the couch in the inner room, and the breathing sound came from behind the curtain.

The two looked at each other and involuntarily quickened their pace.

A knife flashed with a cold light, slowly reached into the gap of the curtain and gently lifted it up.

A figure was sitting upright on the couch. The moment the two people below the couch lifted the curtain, a figure swooped over like a bat in the night sky.

The opponent's movements were too fast, and Zhu Zhi was in a panic and only had time to raise his knife to block.

The two iron tools collided suddenly, making a loud "clang" sound, and the sparks were particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Zhu Zhi felt a sharp pain in his mouth and took several steps back, almost dropping the knife in his hand.

That man's martial arts skills were extremely high, and his moves hit the vital points directly. He was able to fight two people with ease and forced the two men out of the inner room and into the main hall.

Zhu Zhi secretly groaned: Oh no, I was careless!

He should have thought of it earlier. How could an orphan girl dare to live in such a big house and the guards have such poor vigilance? !

But now he couldn't help but regret it.

The opponent's moves were extremely fast, and he and Gong Dafu soon began to lose strength and were at a loss.

Zhu Zhi whistled, turned around and was about to rush out, but when he reached the door, his foot slipped and both of them fell on their backs at the same time.

I don't know what kind of hidden weapons were scattered on the ground, and when he fell, he fell into the hidden weapons on the ground.

It felt as if countless knives were stabbing into their flesh from behind. The intense pain made Zhu Zhi and Gong Dafu unable to bear it any longer and they screamed, "Ah——"

As the screams rang out, countless pine oil torches suddenly lit up at the same time, illuminating the entire yard as bright as day.

Only then did they discover that the two people who were keeping watch outside the door had been tied up and thrown to the ground, and were still unconscious.

Zhu Zhi thought to himself that something was wrong and struggled to stand up.

As a result, when he was halfway up, his feet and hands slipped at the same time, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The extent of his injuries behind his back was unknown, and he was tortured to death again before his death.

Zhu Zhi screamed "Ah", his hands and feet twitched, and he struggled to raise his hands.

With the help of the light from outside the door, he found that his hands were covered with oil and his palms and arms were full of caltrops.

There were caltrops all over my waist, back, buttocks and legs, and they were bleeding so much that I had no idea where it hurt and where it didn't.

During the day, the soft and tender little girl was surrounded by a dozen guards and servants. She stood two meters away from the door with a stern face. Her cold expression was faintly filled with murderous intent.

The security guard who had been knocked out by the drug in the duty room was standing beside her with a smile on his face.

Inside the room, the young man who grabbed Gong Dafu's wrist in the shop during the day stood in the middle of the room with a sword in his hand, his clothes lifted up and tucked into his waist, his deep eyes were chilling.

A security guard outside the door took out a Flying Tiger Claw from his waist, spun it a few times in his hand, and threw it over, hitting Zhu Zhi right on the back of his waist.

Then the guard pulled his strength back and used the Flying Tiger Claw to slowly drag Zhu Zhi out of the door.

The caltrops on his body hooked onto his flesh and the ground at the same time. Amid Zhu Zhi's inhuman screams, he was dragged out of the room with a hissing sound.

Then they did the same thing again and dragged Gong Dafu out of the room.

Li Youlin stepped on the ground, and flew out of the door lightly like a bat spreading its wings.

Qin Shu turned and walked towards the front yard, and ordered coldly: "Bring them here."

Mo Laowu pulled the caltrops off Zhu Zhi's body one by one and threw them on the ground.

Zhu Zhi was sweating and shaking all over from the pain. With his blurred vision he could only vaguely see that there was a large pile of caltrops that had been pulled out from his body.

When he was tied up and pushed to the front yard, no one knew whether the pain had passed or he had become numb, but Zhu Zhi's mean streak returned.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Shu, who was sitting at the top and sipping tea leisurely. When she was forced to kneel down, she didn't forget to say something mean, "You little girl, did you know we would come earlier?"

Qin Shu raised her drooping eyes slightly and gave him a cold look.

Mo Laowu stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Zhi by the collar, raised his palm as big as a palm-leaf fan, and slapped Zhu Zhi in the face left and right.

While slapping him, he said viciously: "Our young lady hasn't spoken yet, and you dare to speak first! You show that you are capable, don't you?!"

After a round of slaps, Zhu Zhi saw stars, his ears buzzed, and his mouth was full of fishy and salty taste.

Zhu Zhi's savagery came out, his mouth was full of blood, his words were unclear, but he was still arrogant, "If you have the guts, beat me to death! If I frown, I will take your surname!"

Qin Shu sneered, stretched out a finger from the hand holding the tea lid, and waved it gently, "Beat him!"

Six or seven guards rushed forward at the same time.

They were all soldiers who had fought against the enemy on the battlefield. Even if they were injured, they were not comparable to ordinary people.

Their daily routine used to be fighting and killing enemies. They were strong and ruthless, and knew where to hit the most painful and where to kill.

Zhu Zhi curled up on the ground, with feet and fists hitting his body, head and face from time to time, making him scream for life.

Gong Dafu, Zhang Er and Yu Qing were lying on the ground with their eyes closed pretending to be dead, not daring to breathe.

Zhu Zhi felt that all the bones in his body were broken, but those people didn't stop beating him. He couldn't help but shout, "Stop beating me, I was wrong. Ah, I was wrong, please stop beating me."

He really didn't expect that he, the second in command of Qinglong Mountain, would see the day when he was beaten to the point of begging for mercy.

He always thought that even if his head fell off, it would only be a scar the size of a bowl, no big deal.

It turns out that the reason he thought this way was that he had never met such a girl who didn't play by the rules!

He was panting and crying, spitting out saliva and blood. "How could you beat me up alone? I didn't come here alone. Why don't you beat someone else?"

Gong Dafu: ...

Zhang Er: ...

Yu Qing: …

The Guardians: ...

Qingsang and Qingzhu burst out laughing.

Qin Shu couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't this what you asked for?"

Zhu Zhi no longer cared about his old face, and begged in a changed voice: "I admit defeat, please stop beating me! If you want to kill me, do it quickly, please stop beating me. Oh my god, I really can't take it anymore."

Mo Laowu stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Zhi by the back of his collar, lifted him up from the ground, and kicked him in the knee.

Zhu Zhi knelt down in front of Qin Shu with a plop.