The whole family died tragically? The eldest daughter is the most powerful in the capital after her

Inside the house, the master of the eighth room, Qi Sili, was tied to a chair, his face was pale and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes full of fear and anxiety.

In another room, the other people from the eighth branch of the Qi family - including innocent children and women - were also tightly controlled by the men in black.

Their cries were low and muffled, but they elicited no sympathy.

The black-clad boss glanced coldly at his subordinates around him and raised his hand to signal.

His fingers moved slightly, and he uttered a few cold words expressionlessly: "Do it."

There was a flash of knife light in the house, accompanied by a few extremely brief cries for help.

Those members of the Qi family who had just been begging and crying lost their lives in an instant.

The blood instantly soaked the entire room, dyed the ground red, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The boss turned his head and glanced at the figures lying in a pool of blood with a calm expression.

His men acted cleanly and efficiently, leaving no trace.

"Clean up and go back to report." The boss said lightly.

The men in black said nothing and quickly began to deal with the bodies and traces.

Just a moment later, the courtyard returned to its original silence, as if nothing terrible had ever happened.

The night enveloped the entire courtyard, a chilly atmosphere filled the air, and the surrounding silence seemed to cover up everything.

The eldest brother stood in the middle of the yard, his eyes narrowed, looking coldly at the dim house not far away.

Inside the room, Qi Sili, the master of the eighth branch of the Qi family, was tied tightly to a chair, looking anxious and pale.

The boss walked lightly into the house with a cold smile on his face.

He slowly walked up to Qi Sili and looked down at his face which was full of fear and despair.

"Master Qi," the eldest brother said coldly, his voice low and cold, "as long as you cooperate with me and obey my orders, your family will be safe."

Qi Sili's breathing was rapid, his heart filled with confusion and fear.

He looked at the boss's grim expression and felt a little uneasy deep in his heart, but facing the current situation, he knew he had no choice.

The man in front of him holds his life and death in his hands, and his family is even more under his control.

"As long as you can let my family go," Qi Sili's voice was hoarse and trembling, with begging and despair in his eyes, "I am willing to do anything. I will agree to anything you ask me to do."

The boss smiled slightly, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly leaned down, approaching Qi Sili's face, and said in a low and bewitching voice: "Very good, Master Qi, this is the choice of a smart person."

"You just need to follow my instructions, return to the capital, and tell your family that it was Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen who killed the people from the Eighth House. As long as you make them believe this, I will let your family go."

Qi Sili's body trembled slightly. He didn't dare to believe what the man said, but at this moment he had no choice. He swallowed hard and held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, his nails almost embedded in the wood.

"I will do as you say." Qi Sili suppressed his inner struggle and agreed with difficulty.

The boss nodded with satisfaction, stood up straight, turned around and walked towards the door. He stopped, turned his back to Qi Sili, and said coldly: "Master Qi, as long as you do what I say, after the success, I will naturally let you reunite with your family.

But if you dare to play tricks... you know the consequences."

Qi Sili's throat tightened. He suppressed the fear in his heart and nodded with difficulty.

The boss sneered with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, then waved his hand to signal his subordinates to untie Qi Sili's hands and feet.

He said coldly: "Very good, return to Beijing immediately. Ride as fast as you can and don't let anyone discover your whereabouts."

Qi Sili's legs were numb from being tied up for a long time, but he endured the pain, stood up, and staggered towards the door.

His eyes swept across the dark courtyard and he felt a chill in his heart.

Now he has no choice but to act according to the boss's plan in order to survive.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Qi Sili followed his elder brother on horseback, galloping along the desolate official road, the sound of the wind whistling past his ears.

The night was as dark as ink. Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen led their men to track the traces of the man in black all the way and finally came to a house.

At this moment, the surroundings of the house were so quiet that it was frightening.

"There's something strange here." Qi Zeshen said in a low voice, his fingers tightly gripping the hilt of the knife, his eyes scanning the surroundings sharply.

Gu Nanyuan nodded slightly, his eyes showing coldness: "Go in and take a look."

They gently pushed open the gate, and the heavy wooden door creaked softly.

The two men led their men slowly into the courtyard. It was dark all around, with the moonlight faintly shining on the ground.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air in the yard, as if something ominous was about to happen.

After entering the courtyard, Gu Nanyuan and Qi Zeshen suddenly stopped.

Wherever they looked, the ground was littered with corpses and blood, a horrifying sight.

"This is..." Qi Zeshen's voice trembled slightly, and his heart sank suddenly.

Gu Nanyuan squatted down and carefully examined the bodies, frowning: "They are from the eighth room."

Qi Zeshen's face suddenly turned pale: "Are they all dead? The people from the Eighth House were actually massacred?"

His voice was filled with disbelief. They had originally thought that they would be able to arrive in time and capture Bafang alive, but they did not expect to see only a scene of corpses everywhere.

Gu Nanyuan stood up, his expression grim, his eyes sweeping around like lightning: "Qi Sili is not here, so they were not all killed. It seems that this was intentional."

He said in a deep voice, vaguely aware of something being wrong.

"They left clues to lead us here on purpose." Qi Zeshen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he gripped the knife handle tightly, "This must be a trap."

Just when the two of them were alert, countless black shadows suddenly surged in the darkness around them and instantly surrounded Gu Nanyuan, Qi Zeshen and their group.

Those men in black held sharp blades, had cold eyes and moved swiftly, but they did not attack immediately. Instead, they slowly approached in an encircling manner.

Gu Nanyuan looked calm, his eyes sternly swept over the men in black, and he gently clenched the sword in his hand: "It seems that they don't intend to let us leave easily."

Qi Zeshen frowned, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone: "These men in black are obviously well-trained, but judging from their actions, they don't intend to fight us to the death."

The men in black moved swiftly, but showed no intention of engaging the two men.

Whenever the two were about to launch a counterattack, the men in black would quickly retreat, keeping a certain distance from them, as if they were just delaying time and creating chaos.