Fu Su changed his appearance, straightened his back, and grinned.
Zi En and the group of men in black looked at each other. When they saw Fu Su like this, they immediately laughed out loud.
"Pfft ~ Hahahaha, Lord Zien, is this kid scared out of his mind?”
"Hahaha, Eldest Young Master, oh Eldest Young Master, you're still so relaxed even at the brink of death. I really admire you.”
Zi En waved his hand and said,"Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk nonsense with this kid. Just kill him directly."”
Hearing this, the men in black nodded and slowly walked towards Fu Su.
Zi En turned around and walked away proudly. He didn't want blood to splash on his body.
The men in black smiled and drew their swords.
"I killed the First Emperor's eldest son with my own hands. My life is worth it!”
"Hahaha, brothers, if we kill him, we can all soar.”
"That's right, Lord Zhao Gao promised to reward us with 100 gold!”
In the next moment, everyone's swords stabbed toward Fu Su.
However, the expected scene did not happen. Fu Su stomped on the ground and leaped into the air. After dodging everyone's swords, he slashed the throat of the person closest to him.
Everyone was a little shocked when they saw this. Why did this person suddenly become so fierce?
The few of them did not think too much about it and continued to attack.
Fu Su sneered and drew his sword to meet the attack. The sword light was pale under the moonlight.
Ding ding dang!
The sound of metal clashing came from the Blacksmith Shop.
He waved his sword and turned into a white stream of light under the moonlight!
Fu Su, who had learned the top-notch sword technique, was like a god of war. His body moved and his hair flew in the air!
In an instant, the few men in black fell down.
Zi En was dumbfounded. Why was there such a huge difference in the strength of this Fu Su?
Without waiting for Zien to think, Fu Su stepped on the ground and jumped up again. He pointed his sword at Zien's face.
"Hmph, you think you're so powerful after killing a few small fries?”
Zi En was not afraid at all. He was the strongest martial artist among Zhao Gao's henchmen. During the Warring States Period, he had killed countless enemies on the battlefield. Why would he be afraid of Fu Su, a weak young master who had never been on the battlefield?
Zi En also pulled out the sword at his waist and charged at Fu Su.
The next moment, the two swords collided, and sparks flew out.
Although Fu Su was injured, his figure was still like a killing god on the battlefield. He was not at a disadvantage at all.
Zi En brandished his sword once again. The blade of the sword was like a roaring dragon, falling towards Fu Su's head.
The corners of Fu Su's mouth curled up as he met the attack with his sword.
"Clang!"
Zi En's body trembled, and the web between his thumb and forefinger was torn apart by this powerful force. The sword in his hand flew out.
Fu Su looked at Zi En coldly. This coldness was a look of contempt for Zi En, as if he was looking at an ant. His expression was confident, and there was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly walked towards Zi En. Zi En's originally confident expression gradually turned into surprise and fear.
"Eldest Young Master, listen to me.”
Fu Su didn't say anything. The tip of the sword dragged on the ground, causing sparks to rise and tinkling sounds to ring out.
"Eldest Young Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to kill you or insult you. Let me go, and I'll be your slave in the future!”
Fu Su smiled faintly. Zi En thought that Fu Su would let him go, so he grinned as well.
At this moment, the long sword in Fu Su's hand suddenly moved.
The body of the sword was like a swimming dragon. It was so fast that Zi En could not react in time. When he wanted to speak, he realized that the sword in Fu Su's hand had already been firmly inserted into his mouth.
"Plop!"
Zi En babbled a few times, unable to say anything else. In the end, he fell to the ground like a worm, struggling a few times and no longer moving.
"Noisy."
Fu Su said indifferently. Then, he used someone's clothes to wipe the blade of the sword and inserted it back into the hilt.
Outside the house, a few black armored guards heard the commotion in the blacksmith shop from afar. They tiptoed over.
One of them looked into the room and was dumbfounded. There were several corpses lying all over the Blacksmith Shop!
The only one left was dressed in white and had a delicate appearance!
"Help Young Master Su!"
The few of them hurriedly walked in and knelt on one knee.
"Young Master Fusu, please forgive us for being late.”
Fu Su immediately wanted to curse. Why did ancient people like you always come immediately after something happened? Moreover, every time, you always said that the rescue was late.
Are you blind? I've been struck by a sword, and I'm seriously injured. Don't kneel, help me!
I've endured the pain and killed so many people, and I've already lost a lot of blood!
Just as Fu Su was about to speak, he felt dizzy and fainted.
"Young Master, Young Master!"
The Black Armored Guards swarmed forward and carried Fu Su on their backs as they rushed into the palace.
......
In the palace, the First Emperor stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at Yue Ying. In recent days, the Xiongnu incident had left him in a terrible state. Not long ago, when he was reading the memorial, he saw that the internal history of grain management said that the grain harvest in various places was poor, and countless people were starving to death on the streets.
The Great Qin Empire was currently facing internal and external problems!
"Report!"
At this moment, a eunuch scrambled into the First Emperor's palace.
"Why are you panicking?" The First Emperor asked.
The eunuch put on the hat on his head." Reporting to Your Majesty, Young Master Fu Su. Young Master Fu Su was assassinated!"”
"What?!" The First Emperor's eyes widened. Who dared to assassinate Fu Su right under his nose? Did they really want to die?
"Where is Fu Su now? Quickly bring me there!"
"Your Majesty, Young Master Fu Su was carried to the residence of Imperial Physician Xia Wuke by the patrolling black armored guards.”
Hearing this, the First Emperor waved his hand.”
In the dark night, the Ancestral Dragon War Chariot pulled by six black horses sped away.
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