Quickly wear cannon fodder, just flip the table and feel great

At this time, Fu Hao was lying on the bed, his chubby face looking bitter.

Bu Shian knew at a glance that he was having a nightmare.

The original owner had little interaction with Fu Hao, the young master who was raised like a treasure by the Fu family.

Because Qin Shuang was afraid that the original owner would explode one day after being imprisoned, for Fu Hao's safety, Qin Shuang never allowed him to go near the woodshed where the original owner was imprisoned.

Strictly speaking, there was no direct conflict between Fu Hao and the original owner.

But since she has decided to wipe out the whole family, leaving behind a child would only bring trouble to herself.

Besides, if he is not killed, he will not be able to survive if the Fu family falls.

His birth was the result of the Fu family stealing the original owner's luck.

Otherwise, how could Qin Shuang, who was injured when giving birth to Fu Lili and was told that she could not have another child, become pregnant immediately after the original owner's mother died and the original owner was locked up in the woodshed and her luck was taken away?

Bu Shi'an even suspected that the reason why Fu Wanlei, his father, agreed to Qin Shuang's approach without hesitation after knowing the truth was that.

It was because Qin Shuang said that as long as the original owner's luck was taken away, the damage left by her false lucky star and real disaster star would be healed.

By then she will be able to give Fu Wanlei a son.

As it turned out, she was successful.

Fu Hao was able to be born by luck.

It can be said that if the Fu family had not taken away the original owner's luck, Fu Hao would never have appeared in this world.

The vested interests should of course be liquidated just like the perpetrators.

Fu Hao wasn't supposed to exist in the first place, so once the Fu family's half-completed grand plan was interrupted, problems began to arise for him.

Instead of waiting for Fu Hao to be retaliated against, she would rather be decisive and kill him first.

Bu Shi'an, who had thought it through before coming, did not hesitate. He raised the dagger in his hand that was shining coldly and was about to stab.

Just then, a flash of lightning flashed outside the house, and Fu Hao opened his eyes in shock.

But he didn't expect that when he woke up, he would face a pair of extremely cold eyes in the darkness.

Then there was a flash of silver light, and he died before he could react.

As Fu Hao's life was ended, a faint smell of blood began to fill the house.

Outside, the flash of lightning seemed to be a signal.

As the signal came down, raindrops as big as beans began to fall.

The bluestone slabs paved in the Fu family's yard were soon wet and soaked.

After Bu Shi'an finished with Fu Hao, he did not stay for long. He cleared out all the valuables in the house and immediately moved on to the next battlefield.

Fu Lili's yard.

Because the rain came suddenly, the maids in charge of night watch quickly hid in the side room.

Looking at the rain outside that was getting heavier and heavier and almost forming a continuous line, the two maids who were keeping watch began to mutter.

"Why did it rain suddenly?"

"Who knows? Are you planning to leave the Fu family?"

"What? Leaving the Fu family? Of course I won't leave."

"Why don't you leave? A lot of people have left the mansion recently."

"They go their own way, and I go mine. If I leave the Fu family, I won't be able to live as comfortably in any other family as I do in the Fu family."

"That's right. Apart from the Fu family, other larger families would never allow someone like us with a less clean background to stay."

"That's right. They're afraid of being implicated and want to leave, but I won't leave. After all, the Fu family was once the richest family. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the Fu family really falls one day, the worst that can happen is that I'll just pack up my things and leave."

"Hahaha, if the Fu family falls, you will start to do your old business. Did you take the young lady's hairpin yesterday?"

"Oh, that ugly disfigured girl is now angry at the sight of a hairpin. It's such a good hairpin, it's better to let me buy it instead of letting her smash it."

"Hahahahahaha, if she hears you saying this, she'll burst into tears again."

……

Bu Shi'an, who came to Fu Lili's yard, heard these words clearly, and then a strange look appeared on his face.

"The Fu family fell and you took everything away? I'm afraid you won't be able to take anything away, let alone get out alive."

Bu Shi'an tightened the disposable raincoat he was wearing, walked around the room where the two maids were, and climbed into Fu Lili's room through the window on the other side.

At this time, Fu Lili, who was tired from crying on her face, had just fallen asleep for a while.

Bu Shi'an came in very quietly and she didn't hear anything.

It was not until the dagger in Bu Shi'an's hand, the blood stains washed away by the rain, pierced her throat that she woke up from the severe pain.

Because his throat was pierced, Fu Lili could only make slight hoarse sounds, and his limbs were twisted in pain.

Bu Shi'an raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that Fu Lili's vitality was still so strong that she was not dead yet.

It is true that good people do not live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years.

The heroine of the small world has the physique of a disaster star and the luck of a plundering lucky star, so she really can't be killed with just one sword.

But it doesn’t matter. If one strike doesn’t work, she’ll try twice.

Thinking of this, Bu Shi'an turned the dagger in his hand and slashed it to the side.

Fu Lili's neck was stabbed vertically and then had a large horizontal cut.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at the pair of bright but calm eyes in the darkness, and unwillingly took her last breath.

Before swallowing his breath, a strange thought popped up in Fu Lili's mind.

It didn't seem like it should be like this, her life shouldn't have ended so abruptly.

With such doubts and unwillingness, her eyes bulged and she completely lost her breath.

Bu Shi'an retracted the knife, shook off the blood on it in disgust, and then waved his hand to take away the valuables in the room.

As the night deepened, the rain seemed to get heavier.

Bu Shi'an came to the largest study in the Fu Mansion, where her third target for the night was.

Unlike the first two courtyards which were pitch black, the light in the study was still on.

Bu Shi'an, who had anticipated this, did not choose to sneak in like the previous two. She showed up directly and quickly and ruthlessly slashed the throats of the two servants guarding the door.

Then he kicked the door open, and walked into the study openly with raindrops still dripping from his clothes.

In the study, Fu Wanlei sat at the desk calmly.

The sound of Bu Shian kicking the door open didn't travel far on the rainy night, but Fu Wanlei, who was in the room, couldn't have failed to hear it.

But he still sat at the desk without taking any action.

When he saw Bu Shi'an, who was wearing a nightgown, a transparent raincoat and holding a bloody dagger in his hand, there was no trace of fear on his face.

Bu Shi'an did not act immediately, but sat on an empty chair on both sides of the desk with interest.

"Why didn't you run away when you knew I was coming?"

Fu Wanlei spoke calmly.

"You are not Fu Shuying."

Bu Shi'an readily acknowledged Fu Wanlei's words.

"Yes, I'm not her."

"Then she..."

"Master Fu's words are interesting."

Bu Shi'an glanced at Fu Wanlei's legs that were still shaking under the table and sneered.

"Don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. It's disgusting."

Fu Wanlei opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.

Bu Shian looked at him, and the impatience on his face became more and more obvious.

Finally, Fu Wanlei, who couldn't stand the pressure of Bu Shi'an's gaze anymore, spoke.

"Before I die, would you like to hear a story?"