Her guards

Chapter 14 A Good Time to Kill

With the night dark and windy, and with court officials in charge, it was the perfect time to commit murder.

These words left Li Hao somewhat dazed.

He had heard about it not long ago.

That night was dark and windy, with a heavy rain looming.

"Jiang Wangchun, the court already knows that you have been secretly keeping items from the previous dynasty, which is treasonous and an attempt to rebel. The Embroidered Robe is on its way."

"Hand over the treasure map to me immediately, and I will keep it a secret. Even Xiuyi won't be able to find it, and your family will be safe and sound."

He patiently guided the man in front of him.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man, who was already unsteady on his feet due to the poisoning, struggled to raise his head and look at him: "Then isn't this a perfect time to kill someone, with the night dark and the wind blowing, and the imperial court in charge?"

Li Hao laughed, squatted down and looked at Jiang Wangchun: "Mr. Jiang, how could I kill you? Actually, I am just like you, concerned about the previous dynasty and wanting to uphold the rightful rule."

Jiang Wangchun looked past him toward the door. The courtyard was filled with people, men, women, old and young, like lambs to the slaughter, surrounded by bodyguards holding knives.

“Fourth Master Li.” Jiang Wangchun turned his gaze to Li Hao, “You’re not even bothering to cover your face, which means you don’t mind being seen by us, and it also means we’re all going to become dead.”

"Is that so?" Li Hao smiled and reached out to touch his face.

“Scholars are indeed clever,” he said. “However, there are many kinds of death, some are quick and some are not…”

A cry of pain rang in my ears.

Li Hao's dazed gaze sharpened as he saw the bamboo pole in the hand of the boy standing by the door pierce through a bodyguard.

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After the young man entered, he wasn't the only one who noticed something was wrong. There were only a few people left at the escort agency, so how could they not recognize him? The sudden appearance of a stranger was obviously not a friendly visitor.

The bodyguard closest to the door was the first to react, rushing over with his knife, but before the knife could fall, he was pierced through the chest by the bamboo pole in the boy's hand.

“I’m different from you. I only kill people quickly and efficiently,” Mo Zheng said, abruptly pulling back the bamboo pole in her hand.

The bodyguard, his chest pierced, fell to the ground and died a quick and painless death, unlike the Jiang family child back then…

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When Li Hao uttered the words "I'd rather die a miserable death," a bodyguard in the courtyard swung his knife and cut off the arm of the child lying on the ground.

The child, who had been drugged and was unconscious, screamed, rolled on the ground, and cried for his mother...

Li Hao didn't need to turn around to know how miserable the child was, because Jiang Wangchun's refined face had become distorted.

"No—" he cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Don't want it?" Li Hao laughed, patting Jiang Wangchun's face with the knife. "Then just hand over the treasure map—"

Jiang Wangchun ignored him and kept looking out the door, her expression a mixture of pain and anxiety: "Run—run fast—"

Because of the medication, his tongue was stiff, and he forced out these words.

Li Hao laughed. Run? How could you possibly escape?
Another scream rang out behind them.

This time it was an adult, whose voice wasn't as pleasant as a child's, and it was mixed with profanities.

"Damn it, kill him—"

No, these are our own people. Li Hao wasn't familiar with the voices of Jiang Wangchun's family, but he was very familiar with his own men.

That's his bodyguard shouting.

Li Hao turned around and saw that one of the Jiang family members lying in the courtyard had knelt down. He was thin and not much bigger than the child rolling on the ground. He was holding a knife in his hand.

The bodyguard who had just chopped off the child's arm fell to the ground, his lower leg also severed.

Despite being drugged, he still has the ability to fight back.

Li Hao's expression darkened, but he didn't care. So what if he woke up? At the same time, the other bodyguards also reacted, cursing and swinging their knives at him.

The boy staggered and rolled, managing to dodge the attack. He then tried to pick up a Jiang family child lying on the ground, but the approaching bodyguards swung their swords down, slashing the man's back.

The boy fell to the ground and rolled away, dodging more blades that came slashing down, while still holding the Jiang family child in his arms...

He looked disheveled, yet funny.

He couldn't even save himself, yet he still wanted to save others.

Li Hao couldn't help but laugh, turning to look at Jiang Wangchun: "Alright, Jiang Wangchun, your family is quite capable, but they underestimated me. Now that I've done this, I won't let anyone get away—" Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Wangchun struggled to break free, not towards him, but towards the knife in his hand—

With a "plop," blood splattered all over Li Hao's face.

Jiang Wangchun had his chest pierced, his gaze fixed on the doorway, on the boy who was still rolling on the ground, being hacked down by the bodyguards, yet still refusing to let go of the child in his arms.

"Go!" Jiang Wangchun roared.

The boy looked over, and Li Hao looked at him too. Because his hair was falling loosely and obscuring his face, only a blurry outline could be seen...

The boy put down the Jiang family member he was holding, rolled to the wall, and climbed over it like a gecko.

All of this happened in the instant Jiang Wangchun screamed; he vanished like a ghost, and the bodyguards' wild blades only managed to strike the wall.

What is that?! Is it a person or a ghost?! Li Hao looked astonished, then shouted fiercely, "Don't let him go—"

The sounds of fighting also rose from outside the wall.

Li Hao looked at Jiang Wangchun, who was already lifeless on his blade, kicked him away, and cursed, "You reckless bastard."

He then pointed to the courtyard.

"Kill them all, kill them all—"

The courtyard was stained with blood late at night.

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With a scream, a bodyguard tumbled to the ground, blood gushing from his throat and splattering onto Li Hao's robes.

Li Hao's memory was pulled from the past back to the present, and the scene now was also bloody.

More bodyguards grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the boy.

The boy remained standing by the door, looking as if he were about to open it and escape at any moment. He deflected every weapon that came his way, dodging those that he couldn't deflect and letting the blades strike him. But no matter what, the bamboo pole in his hand always struck the throat and chest of the guards behind the weapons with deadly accuracy.

It seemed like only a blink of an eye, and five bodyguards were lying on the ground.

Li Hao looked at the boy standing by the door. The boy was covered in blood, and his torn robes hung loosely.

Li Hao suddenly had a thought. He stood by the door not so that he could escape at any time, but to prevent them from escaping.

"It's you!"

At the same time, Li Hao also thought of something.

"The one who ran away that night!"

The warehouse was much brighter than the Jiang family's house that night, and the boy's hair was tied up, revealing his facial features.

Her eyes were like stars, her face was fair and her lips were thin; she was delicate and plain-looking.

"Yes, it was me. That night I was poisoned and couldn't kill you, so I had to cover my face. Now..."

He smiled slightly, grasped the bamboo pole in his hand, and with a cracking sound, the bamboo pole fell apart, revealing a black iron sword inside.

“You will all be killed by me. I have no need to cover my face in front of the dead.”

He actually came back?

How dare he come back!
He even came alone to kill them!

Li Hao stared at the boy in disbelief.

Is he an idiot or a madman?!

But Li Hao's hands were trembling slightly.

"kill him!"

He roared and lunged at the boy by the door, brandishing his knife.

The other bodyguards also rushed over.

The lights in the warehouse went out instantly, and swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

(End of this chapter)