On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

A loud noise shook the silence of the night.

boom--

The two vermilion gates of the Gu Mansion, inlaid with intricate carvings and priceless, were instantly shattered by the impact of the battering ram. The door panels flew outwards with a wail, and wood chips flew everywhere with the heavy rain. They fell heavily in the heavy rain, making a deafening echo.

Cao Xiong suddenly threw away his umbrella and unsheathed his long sword. A flash of cold light cut through the night sky and pointed directly at the deep inner courtyard where the lights were swaying and the shadows were dim. He shouted, "Fuck you! Capture that old turtle Gu for me!"

With Lin Zhen's support, Cao Xiong was extremely bold. Not to mention breaking into the Prime Minister's residence, he wouldn't even frown even if someone dug up his family's ancestral grave.

"kill!!"

Following a command, two hundred black-armored warriors roared in unison, their energy reaching the heavens like the beating of war drums, awe-inspiring. Almost simultaneously, they tossed their umbrellas into the sky, transforming into countless dark shadows amidst the raindrops, unstoppable as they charged through the gates of the Prime Minister's residence.

The maids and servants in the mansion had never seen such a scene before. In their terror, they mistakenly thought that the gang had broken into the city, and they fled in all directions, screaming and crying for help one after another.

"Someone is coming! It's time to kill someone!"

"There are bandits! Go and inform the master!"

The white-robed volunteers who were guarding the house took action upon hearing the news. More than twenty of them drew their spears and stood at the entrance of the corridor, standing in front like an indestructible barrier.

The leader shouted in a voice as loud as a bell, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Prime Minister's residence? What is your punishment?"

Er Gou's mouth curled up into a sinister grin, the long knife in his hand flashing with a cold light, and he went straight for the opponent's face, his words full of arrogance: "I am your dog master! Watch out for the knife!"

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish his words, the man was caught off guard and his head was split open like a watermelon. Blood mist spurted out, dyeing the surrounding air red.

The other white-robed followers witnessed this scene, their eyes wide open, rage blazing, and they rushed towards the black-armored soldiers without hesitation.

"Don't let them enter the inner courtyard! Kill them!"

"Hahahaha, you are a bunch of little bastards. You dare to act like a big shot in front of your grandpa and seek death!" Cao Xiong laughed loudly and led the soldiers of Longxiong Camp like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves. Wherever they passed, the enemies fell down one after another. In just a few breaths, they were all hacked to death.

"what!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Puff!" The sounds of begging for mercy and screaming were intertwined.

After getting rid of the ants blocking the way, Cao Xiong and Ergou continued to lead their troops to the backyard.

A delicate maid stumbled as she hurried along the winding corridor. Rainwater mixed with tears washed her already pale face, making it even more pitiful. Facing the black-armored soldiers charging at her like wolves and tigers, she was terrified and begged for mercy, "No! Please, don't kill me! Wuuuuuuu... Eh?"

He thought he was about to be killed by the sword, but unexpectedly, those black-armored soldiers seemed not to see him and whizzed past him without paying any attention to him.

Not a gangster?

Then why did you dare to break into the Prime Minister’s Mansion?

The Longxiong Camp moved extremely fast and arrived in front of a small bridge in just a few minutes.

The bridge isn't large or wide, but it possesses a delicate charm. Its masonry is intricately carved with intricate patterns, stretching like a work of art across a gurgling stream. On the other side of the stream, a brilliant light shimmers, its warm glow swaying in the night, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland on earth.

This is the backyard of the Gu Mansion.

At this moment, Gu Beichen and Gu Yunting stood side by side on the bridge, each holding an umbrella, with extraordinary demeanor. Facing the impending enemy, there was no fear or retreat in their eyes.

Behind them were thousands of white-robed heroes, each of them standing tall and holding a spear or a sharp blade, ready for battle, exuding a fierce aura that should not be underestimated.

Cao Xiong led his troops in a mighty procession to the bridge. The sight before him filled him with laughter, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter, his voice echoing throughout the area. "Hahahaha, Old Turtle Gu! Do you think these scumbags can stop the Longxiang Camp?"

Before Gu Yunting could speak, Gu Beichen beside him was already furious, with the rage in his chest erupting and almost bursting through his forehead.

These arrogant people actually dared to openly challenge the dignity of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If they could escape unscathed, how would the Gu family maintain its reputation?

As the saying goes, the upper class fights for face. Especially in the circle of the powerful, face is priceless.

Gu Beichen didn't care at all about paying some money or killing some people, but the reputation and dignity of the Gu family must not be tarnished in any way!

"You bastard Cao Xiong! How dare you lead your troops into my mansion? Aren't you afraid that you may never come back?" Gu Beichen shouted angrily, his tone full of arrogance.

Cao Xiong pointed at Gu Beichen's forehead through the rain and retorted arrogantly, "You little bastard, do you really think we can't beat you just because we're outnumbered?"

Gu Beichen had no intention of engaging in verbal battle with this rough guy from Liaodong.

"A nobody like you has no right to talk to me! Where's Lin Zhen? Come out and see me!"

Seeing Cao Xiong being humiliated, Ergou immediately stood up and cursed, "You son of a bitch! You're not even worthy of seeing my prince! Go back and let your father, the bitch, come forward and answer!"

Gu Beichen:?

Gu Yunting:?

Cao Xiong also turned around and looked at Ergou in a daze: "Ergou, you cursed me so rudely."

Ergou was stunned: "Really? Then I'll start scolding again..."

Gu Yunting was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He pointed at Ergou with a trembling finger, "Kong Ergou! I'd be unworthy of being the Prime Minister if I don't eat you alive today! Kill you! Kill one and you'll get a reward of fifty taels!"

The white-robed volunteers were well aware of the reputation of the Longxiang Camp. Although they were a little wary, they knew that when there was a big reward, there would always be brave men.

For these fifty taels of gold, it’s worth dying three times!

"Kill!!" Accompanied by roars, thousands of white-robed followers rushed over like a tide, passing by Gu Beichen and his son, bringing gusts of cold wind.

They held spears in their hands, their eyes were red, like hungry beasts seeing tempting prey. Their madness and determination were incomparable even to the enthusiasm of the Crusaders when facing German beauties.

Cao Xiong sneered and waved his hand lightly, and the two hundred soldiers of the Longxiang Camp behind him immediately made a path in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, a thrilling scene came into view.

A siege hammer as thick as an adult's arm, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, came rushing towards the crowd with a whistling sound and overwhelming power. Its force was so fierce that it seemed to tear the air apart and shock people's hearts!

whoosh-

歘——

"puff!"

"what!!"

The dozen or so white-robed volunteers who led the charge were immediately pierced like candied haws, and the rest of the people who were touched were seriously injured. However, the huge object continued to move forward with unstoppable force, embedding itself into the bridge with tremendous force, causing it to tremble continuously.

"What...what is this?!"

Gu Beichen's eyes widened as he exclaimed in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly.

"Is it the Eight Ox Crossbow?!"