But did he want to fool them by pretending to be deaf and dumb?
As long as Ying Yuren sat here, Fu Su would be unable to help but recall what Ying Yuren had said.
What was this called?
This was called self-brainwashing!
After blocking their ears and isolating them from the outside world, the brainwashing efficiency would be even higher!
Ying Yuren smiled playfully and also finished the wine in his cup.
"Eldest Brother, Yin Sheng!"
The sun gradually set in the west, and the two brothers downed a jug of wine.
Fu Su's face became redder and redder, and the pain in his eyes became more and more intense. His eyebrows were so tightly knitted that they could pinch a fly to death.
Ying Yuren was happy to be idle, drinking comfortably.
Looking at the sky that had completely darkened, Ying Yuren was about to stand up and leave when he heard a loud shout from afar.
"Make way!"
"Brothers, get into formation. We must stop them!”
"Those who block me will die!"
Ying Zheng looked at the gate of the Bridge Pine Palace with a solemn look in his eyes.
"Fan Kuai, go and see what happened!”
But before Fan Kuai could get up, a spear was thrown into the main hall.
"Buzz ~"
The long spear was firmly nailed to the table in front of Ying Yuren, piercing through the wood.
The spear shaft buzzed, and fresh blood was still slowly dripping from the tip of the spear!
Ying Yuren's expression changed drastically as he stood up.
"Draw your swords and prepare for battle!"
Fu Su, who had stuffed his ears and was drunk, was also awakened.
He hurriedly took off the silk cloth covering his ears and looked solemnly at the front yard.
"Who are you?"
"Why did you enter without telling us?"
The shouts in the front courtyard became even louder.
Through the door of the main hall, Fu Su could occasionally see a cold light and fresh blood flying.
A hearty laugh echoed in the main hall under the backdrop of such a bloody painting.
"Hahaha! I've already sent a servant to report this, but you don't know how to appreciate favors!”
"You actually want a visiting card from me?"
"When did I send a visiting card?”
The assassin and the bodyguard were engaged in a fierce battle.
A burly figure with a long sword in his hand casually stepped into the main hall.
"Ranger Lu He greets the two young masters.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu He looked at Ying Yuren and Fu Su expectantly.
He really wanted to see the panicked expressions on their faces.
But to Lu He's disappointment, he did not see any panic, only confusion.
Ying Yuren frowned at Fan Kuai.
"Do any of you recognize this person?"
Fan Kuai, Xiahou Ying, and the others shook their heads.
"Never heard of it."
"From his self-introduction, he seems to be a ranger?”
"It must be a Ranger. I just don't know which Ranger it is.”
Lu He's face turned green.
Rangers only had two wishes in life.
A vigorous life, a name written in history!
Lu He knew that the assassination of the Prime Minister of the State of Zhao, Guo Kai, was a huge matter.
Even if his name did not go down in history, it should be spread throughout the world.
In the end, none of the people in the hall recognized him?
Lu He felt embarrassed and angry. She gripped her sword tightly and shouted coldly.
"Have you never heard of my name?"
"Then today, all of you will remember the person who took your lives.”
"His name is Lu He!"
With a furious roar, Lu He ran like the wind and charged towards Ying Yuren.
Seeing this, Fu Su could not help but exclaim.
"Second brother!"
"Quick, come and protect second brother!"
Although Fu Su was avoiding Ying Yuren like a plague.
But no matter what, this was his brother!
Under Fu Su's panicked gaze, Ying Yuren did not panic at all.
He calmly held the staff and estimated the distance between them.
When Lu He got close, Ying Yuren's arm muscles suddenly bulged.
The 'righteous' staff was swung into a semicircle and smashed down on Lu He's head.
He was still shouting angrily.
"Your name is Lu He!”
Lu He nimbly raised her sword to block.
However, the moment the sword and the staff clashed, a huge force pressed down on Lu He.
Lu He's eyes widened and she cried out in shock.
"How can this be…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the long sword was pressed down.
The staff hit Lu He's forehead steadily and accurately!
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Lu He's eyes turned dull.
Following the momentum of the charge, his entire body was sent flying.
"Bang ~ Bang ~ Huala ~"
The table was knocked down by Lu He.
Bronze goblets, ceramic bowls, and other utensils smashed Lu He's head and body.
Looking at the unconscious Lu He on the ground, Ying Yuren curled his lips in disdain.
"With this little ability, you still want to learn how to assassinate?”
"Xia Houying, this person isn't dead yet. Tie him up!”
"Fan Kuai, Zhou Bo, kill the enemy!"
Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo cupped their hands excitedly.
"Understood!"
He unsheathed his sword.
Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo charged out of the main hall like tigers among sheep.
A long sword suddenly swept across and cut an assassin in half.
As the blood and intestines danced, Fan Kuai shouted angrily.
"Come, fight!"
"I'll let you kill to your heart's content!”
Beside Fan Kuai, Zhou Bo pursed his lips and remained silent.
However, his movements were not slow at all.
The sharp blades pierced through the throats of the assassins.
Facing non-fatal injuries, Zhou Bo didn't even bother to dodge. He only wanted to maximize his killing efficiency.
With the addition of Fan Kuai and the other two, the already weakened personal guards instantly changed their stance.
Fu Su could not help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the two people who were killing crazily.
"Second brother, where did you find these personal guards?”
"How could it be so bloody and brutal!"
Ying Yuren smiled brightly at Fu Su.
"They are not my personal guards, but my disciples.”
"The one who shouted and frightened the enemy is called Fan Kuai.”
"The one who didn't say a word and only cared about killing is called Zhou Bo.”
"And the person who rushed out now is called Xia Houying.”
"How is it? Foolish little brother's disciples aren't bad, right?”
Fu Su looked at Fan Kuai and the other man in disbelief.
"Are they Second Brother's disciples?"
"Doesn't that mean that they are also Confucian scholars of our scholarly faction?”
Ying Yuren nodded as if it was a matter of course.
"Of course!"
"They are all pure Confucians!”
Fu Su was speechless.
A pure Confucian scholar?
How could you say that they were Confucian scholars?
No matter what, Fu Su couldn't possibly associate Fan Kuai and the other two, who had killed people like chopping vegetables, with Confucian scholars!
Ying Yuren didn't explain.
Ying Yuren said in a deep voice as he held the Staff of Righteousness in his left hand and the Sword of Virtue in his left hand.
"Assassins wouldn't attack us for no reason.”
"Big brother, follow your foolish brother and find out who the mastermind is!”
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