Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

At this moment, escaping from Jinguan Town is not only a physical migration, but also an endless yearning for freedom in the soul.

At the same time, Fan Yanmu and his group had quietly returned to the mayor's residence. Their goal was clear, and they rushed directly to the mayor's bedroom.

The door opened slightly, and the moonlight shone on their agile figures. The three of them sneaked into the room silently like ghosts in the night.

Inside the room, the mayor and his wife were in a coma and had not yet realized that danger was approaching.

Ying Er received the hint from Fan Yanmu and acted quickly. The rope in his hand flew flexibly, and after several entanglements, the two were firmly bound.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid slapping sounds echoed in the empty room, and the originally sleeping face gradually became painfully red and swollen, like a swollen pig's head, which was unbearable to look at.

Just as Ying Er was about to attack again, the mayor was finally awakened by the severe pain. He suddenly widened his eyes, looked around in horror, and found a strange figure in front of him. He was about to call for help.

However, Ying Er was quicker and slapped him with his palm: "Be quiet! If you make any more noise, you will face more than just a slap in the face."

The threat in the words instantly intensified the burning pain on the mayor's face.

Having held a high position for many years and possessing great power, he had never suffered such humiliation. Anger and unwillingness intertwined in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you? Why did you do this to my wife and me?"

His former arrogance was completely extinguished at this moment. He knew very well that he had made many enemies in the past, but he had never thought that he would be in such a situation today. He felt puzzled, but more importantly, he was filled with unspeakable fear.

The mayor's anger seemed to ignite the air, his brows were twisted into a knot, and just as he was about to explode with thunderous rage, a subtle but extremely clear groan penetrated the tense atmosphere and came from beside him.

The sound came from his wife. Her lips, which should have been whispering softly, now uttered a weak and feeble moan.

The lady struggled to open her eyes, her vision gradually focused, and the scene before her shocked her.

Fan Yanmu and his two followers, Shadow One and Shadow Two, seemed like uninvited guests, occupying the center of the room.

Fan Yanmu sat at the table in a calm and relaxed manner, tapping the tabletop with his slender fingers, with an inexplicable rhythm in his beat;

Shadow One and Shadow Two stood on both sides like emotionless sculptures, their faces as hard as iron and their eyes calm. Their calmness added a sense of oppression.

The mayor's wife's heart was beating violently. Seeing her husband's face distorted by anger and swelling, which was almost terrifying, she herself turned pale with horror, and her eyes were filled with unconcealable panic.

Although she was filled with fear, the mayor's wife was quickly calculating in her mind.

Thinking about the fact that the family power behind her was all-powerful, even in this mansion, there were trusted members of her mother's family secretly controlling the situation. As long as she gave the order, reinforcements would arrive immediately.

She suddenly regained some composure and said in a stern voice, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the mayor's residence! Let us go immediately, or I will have you arrested immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chill suddenly came over him, and Ying Er approached silently, with the short blade in his hand shining with cold light close to the throat of the mayor's wife.

"If you make any rash move, you will bear the consequences. I'm afraid you and the mayor will never see the sunrise tomorrow."

The lady's body couldn't help but tremble, but she tried her best to maintain the last bit of dignity and calmness on her face.

"You are quite courageous. I want to see if you know what sacred place you have stepped into. If you dare to act rashly, I am afraid that my father's power will make you regret it. You will be skinned alive if you don't die!"

The mayor was nervous, but thinking of the great reputation of his wife's family, he managed to regain some confidence. "Yes, if you are really ruthless, within three days, your names will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the world to spit on."

Upon hearing this, Fan Yanmu smiled with interest and walked towards the two of them at a leisurely pace.

"From the tone of your voice, your master's strength is indeed extraordinary. I am quite curious about it."

Upon hearing this, the mayor's wife glanced at Fan Yanmu with disdain, "Of course, if I tell you, I'm afraid you will be shocked. If you know what's good for you, release him quickly. Maybe you can still keep his body intact."

Fan Yanmu's eyes moved gently and he nodded slightly to Yingyi.

Yingyi moved quickly and brought a chair in a moment, placing it respectfully next to Fan Yanmu.

Fan Yanmu sat down, crossed his legs leisurely, and played with his earlobes with his fingers seemingly casually, looking relaxed.

"Oh? This makes me even more curious. What kind of overlord is behind the mayor's wife?"

The mayor's wife was about to speak, but the mayor kicked her secretly, and the reminder was self-evident.

She suddenly realized something and almost revealed the family secret.

Her eyes widened in anger as she stared at Fan Yanmu: "Why should I tell you? Let us go now, or don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Before he could finish his words, a cry for help got stuck in his throat and severe pain spread instantly.

Ying Er's movements were as fast as lightning. The sharp tip of the knife silently passed across her neck. A streak of bright red flowed out and slowly flowed along her clothes, which was shocking.

The mayor's wife gasped in agony, fear coming over her like a huge wave.

The sweat on the mayor's forehead slowly slid down his temples, and he could almost hear the sound of his heart beating wildly in his chest.

He knelt on the ground, grasping the dust in front of him with trembling hands, and begged tearfully: "Hero, spare my life, please have mercy, we are willing to cooperate, but please show mercy and don't hurt my wife, she is weak."

Ying Yi looked even more mysterious in the dim light. His voice was as cold as ice, interrupting the mayor's plea for mercy: "You should answer whatever our master asks. Any attempt to deceive will only make your situation more dangerous."

Faced with the amazing abilities displayed by the uninvited guest, the mayor nodded quickly and said, "I will tell you everything, without hiding anything. I only hope that you heroes can have mercy on us and let my wife go."

Fan Yanmu hummed softly, adjusted his sitting position lazily, and tapped the ground with his toes.

"Your sincerity and the truthfulness of your information will determine your fate."

These words were like a heavy hammer hitting the mayor's heart. As the head of a town, he had not yet enjoyed the stability that power brought him. Was he going to perish under this unclear threat?

"I guarantee on my reputation that I will not tell a single lie and will tell you everything truthfully!" The mayor shouted this out with almost all his strength.

Fan Yanmu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and winked at Ying Er. The latter received the signal and quickly and neatly retracted the sharp blade that was on the neck of the mayor's wife.

The mayor felt a hint of relief, but his wife was still in shock.