The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 42 Father and Son Murder, Fleeing for Their Lives!

"roll!"

"You're a piece of trash, and so are you!"

"If you were willing to learn from Han Xin and crawl between my legs, I would spare you today! You don't have to pay back the thirty catties of grain your family owes me."

As for your son...

"With your fair skin and tender flesh, I'll give you another five catties of grain, and you'll become my servant!"

In Mang Village, Qingshan Town, Beiping Prefecture, the wooden planks that could barely be called a 'door' in front of a dilapidated house were kicked to pieces.

This place is not in the city, but in a remote town or village, so the curfew is not so strict.

A middle-aged man's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He was furious!

The butcher in front of me doesn't know anything about reading; his so-called page is obviously that kind of person!
"Brother Guan, his dilapidated house leaks everywhere; it's probably not even worth ten coins!"

Behind Guan the butcher, a lackey chuckled and spoke up, his gaze sweeping over the child behind the middle-aged man.

It's a boy. Once the older boy has had his fill of playing with him, he can be sold for some money.

"So, how about it, do you want to go through?"

Guan the Butcher laughed heartily and spread his legs wide open.

Such an action naturally drew a burst of laughter.

Unbeknownst to them, several people hurriedly arrived from the shadows, their brows furrowing slightly: "Captain, is this the Zhang Yu that His Highness the Crown Prince spoke of?"

"They've fallen so low."

Should we make a move?

The leader shook his head slightly: "Let's wait and see how this person decides, so we can report back to His Highness when we return."

"As for when to make a move, we'll see after they make their decision."

Having said that, he placed his hand on the hilt of his knife and watched everything that was happening in the house.

"Okay! I'll drill!"

Unexpectedly, a fierce glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he immediately prostrated himself.

Such a gesture naturally drew another round of laughter.

The lackey beside him quickly stepped forward, 'shrewdly' seizing this opportunity to flatter, and said, "Boss Guan, in this Qingshan Town, just saying your name carries weight; everyone will be intimidated!"

"Zhang Yu usually looks strong and healthy, but isn't he also obediently acting like a dog?"

These words pleased Guan the Butcher greatly. He slapped his thigh and shouted, "Hurry up and crawl in!"

"Back then, Han Xin crawled between someone's legs and became a great general. You, Zhang Yu, crawled between someone's legs today, and who knows, you might become a general someday too!"

"Don't forget about me, Guan, when the time comes!"

"Hahaha!"

Laughter was rampant!

"father"

Behind Zhang Yu, the child bit his lip hard and clenched his fists, looking just like a young tiger.

Zhang Yu ignored her son's calls, only lightly touching the sole of her shoe before hiding her right hand in her sleeve and slowly moving forward.

"Hahaha!"

"Look, doesn't this look like a dog?"

Just as the butcher was about to burst into laughter, unexpectedly...

A sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my groin!
A sharp object was inserted into the genitals!
"what!"

A scream rang out, startling everyone!
Even the villagers in this small village were awakened, and many villagers came out of their houses and headed towards Zhang Yu's house.

"hiss"

Those in the shadows gasped in shock.

Zhang Yu held a sharp wooden awl in her hand, which had already been pulled out of Guan Tu Fu's genitals and was pressed against Guan Tu Fu's neck.

"You tell me, who's the dog?!"

A cold voice rang out, and Zhang Yu's eyes were filled with icy killing intent.

He knew he was no match for Han Xin, and he couldn't tolerate so much.

These people in front of him were no match for him.

There is only one reason for doing this: to protect her son.

"I'm!"

"I'm!"

Guan the butcher had a sharp wooden spike pressed against his penis, and his genitals were oozing both red and yellow fluid.

The excruciating pain, mixed with fear and rage, made the already grotesque butcher's face almost unrecognizable as human. "Boss Guan!"

The henchman behind him was startled and was about to help when he heard a loud shout: "Who dares!"

With that shout, the wooden awl pierced the neck shallowly, and blood flowed out.

"Oh my God, what happened?"

"This is Old Zhang, what are you doing!"

“Sasa Rilang!”

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Meanwhile, the neighbors had arrived and, seeing the horrific scene, began to shout.

Zhang Yu remained calm and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way, or this butcher will die today!"

Upon hearing this, even these lackeys showed expressions of hesitation.

"Get out of here! Do you want to get me killed?!"

At the crucial moment, Guan the Butcher's fear of death still successfully cleared the way for Zhang Yu.

The middle-aged man called out "Fu'er," and then the father and son took Guan the butcher hostage and left.

Blood flowed, faces were gruesome, the lackeys were afraid that Guan the butcher would die, and they would lose their support. The villagers did not dare to stop them, and they left Mang Village just like that.

The leader in the shadows waved his hand slightly and followed the three.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Butcher Guan's face had turned deathly pale.

He was bleeding continuously from his genitals, leaving him extremely weak.

Zhang Yu stopped in his tracks at a mountain stream.

"Master Zhang Yu! Please, have mercy on me!"

"We don't need these thirty catties of grain!"

"This... I'll give you another thirty jin, no! Three hundred jin!"

Guan the butcher immediately begged for mercy.

Zhang Yu glanced coldly at Guan the Butcher and said in a deep voice, "It is only right for you to ask for grain."

“Zhang Yu owes grain, and should rightfully return it.”

“But, two catties of grain, only three months, and you want me to return thirty catties? That’s not fair.”

“If I don’t pay the grain, you can punish me or send me to the authorities, and I will not say a word. But you’ve set your sights on my son, how can I let that go?”

After saying that, a fierce glint flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes, and he tightened his grip!

"Pfft!"

Blood spurts!

Guan the Butcher, who had always been a tyrant in Qingshan Town, lay down in the ravine with a look of resentment on his face.

Behind Zhang Yu, the little boy simply stood quietly.

Zhang Yu looked at Guan the Butcher's corpse, squatted down, took out his money bag, and weighed it briefly; there were about two hundred coins inside.

Turning to look at her son, Zhang Yu's eyes revealed a look of reluctance.

"Clang!"

The money bag and the wooden awl were thrown on the ground. Zhang Yu said in a deep voice, "Fu'er, you choose!"

"Yes, Father!"

The child nodded and slowly walked towards the two items.

Watching the child's footsteps, Zhang Yu felt a pang of pain in her heart. Sadly, she made a decision, thinking:
"Fu'er, if you choose the wooden awl, then you and I, father and son, will brave mountains of knives and seas of blood together!"

'If you chose the money bag.'

'Your father will send you to the underworld to meet your mother, saving you from future suffering!'

The child walked up to the two objects and slowly squatted down.

Zhang Yu clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the boy picked up the wooden awl and plunged it into the butcher's corpse!

"Zhang Fu, follow your father, and wander the world!"

Zhang Yu laughed heartily and took her son's hand.

This was the first time he had called his son by his full name!
Even if I lose everything, what does it matter if I have a good son?
"Yes, Dad!"

Just then, Zhang Yu suddenly turned around and asked in a cold voice, "Who goes there?"

Within the mountain stream, the spring water murmured softly.

A group of people walked out slowly, the leader holding a gold medal and speaking loudly:
"The Western Depot's agents, acting on the imperial decree of His Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Ming Dynasty, are hereby ordered to welcome the brave warrior Zhang Yu to Yingtian!"

(End of this chapter)