More than a dozen big men in the tea shop stood up in a hurry, "Clang bang..." They drew their knives and swords from under the table, and quickly surrounded them. The swords were shining, the sun was scorching in the sky, and the surroundings were freezing.
Wang Yuanchu sneered and glanced disdainfully: "Why, is this really a black shop?"
Wang Yingjie whispered: "Uncle, they may be coming for us!"
He is also a smart man, but he is infatuated and a little impetuous in front of Li Muchan, but he is alert in front of others and can understand at a glance.
Wang Yuanchu frowned and snorted: "Nonsense, you know we are a group of people and there is no one else, how could you come after us!?"
The old man named Feng said calmly: "There is a traitor."
Wang Yuanchu shook his head: "No, there will never be a traitor in our house!"
The Wang family has been around for such a long time and has its own way of controlling people. The people in the palace are all of clean origin and have been working in the Wang family for several generations. Their loyalty is absolutely no problem. Wang Yuanchu had this confidence.
Li Muchan glanced at the old man with a smile and said, "Old man, please sit down, I won't hurt you."
The old man looked around, showing timidity.
Wang Yuanchu turned around and said, "Brother Li, do you think they are coming for us?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Of course."
Wang Yuanchu's face changed slightly and he murmured to himself: "Is there really a traitor in the house?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's not necessarily true. I have calculated this step correctly. All I have to do is wait here...Old man, when did they come here?"
The old man said hurriedly: "It's been a month."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's right... the eldest son, it seems that he is not a traitor, but a scheming man who is just waiting for something to happen. There is an expert behind him."
"Hmph, they are looking for death!" Wang Yuanchu's face sank, and he suddenly became as fierce as a lion and shouted angrily: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Feng, let's go and kill them all!"
"Yes!" everyone responded, unsheathed their swords and rushed out.
Wang Yuanchu shouted angrily, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The bodies of the dozen or so big men opposite him froze, shaken by the internal force.
However, Cheng Lao and the other four were not affected. Knowing his habit, they took the opportunity to step forward and chop down the four of them like melons and vegetables.
Wang Yingjie followed the others and jumped out. He was particularly brave. His sword was like lightning and he stabbed two big men instantly. His body skills were extremely fast and he was as fast as a ghost. It looked like he was better than Cheng Lao, Feng Lao and Duanmu.
Li Muchan sat still, tapped his fingers, raised both hands, and showed his power with the Canghai Divine Finger. Two balls of blood spattered from their shoulders, and the swords fell to the ground.
Although the Canghai Divine Finger is not a top-notch secret skill, it is not bad and is better than ordinary martial arts. Moreover, he has the Canghai Divine Kung Fu as his base, and with the support of deep internal strength, the power of the Canghai Divine Finger is also tyrannical.
Wang Shuangfeng sat still, her expression unchanged, watching calmly, but the old man was trembling slightly, his legs were weak, and he would sit down on the ground at any time.
At this time, seven of the big men had fallen, and only eleven were left. They were besieging Wang Yuanchu and the four others, and they were entangled for a while, making it difficult to separate them.
These people were very skilled. Three of them dealt with Wang Yuanchu, two each faced two old men, three faced Duanmu, and one dealt with Wang Yingjie.
They were extremely angry. They didn't expect that Wang Yuanchu, looking at the rough and arrogant man, could be so cunning. He plotted against them from the beginning and killed several people. He was so cowardly that he became more ruthless in his attacks.
With a smile on his face, Li Muchan tapped his divine finger, hitting the two of them silently.
As the long swords of the two big men were released, Wang Yuanchu was immediately freed, and with a roar, he stabbed the other big man down with several swords.
He flashed to Duanmu's side like a tiger out of Zhen, and the two of them joined hands and immediately killed the three of them. Then he helped Wang Yingjie to kill that one person, and finally surrounded the other four big men.
Wang Shuangfeng thought it was too easy, so she turned around and said, "Uncle, is it that simple?"
Li Muchan smiled: "They underestimated the eldest son, so they will naturally suffer. However, there should be interceptors ahead. This is just the first wave of testing."
Wang Shuangfeng nodded: "Yes, that should be the case."
Seeing that the situation was not good, the four big men shouted loudly: "The wind is tight, pull!"
The four of them rushed out desperately, ignoring the stabbing sword, which was like a strong wind.
Wang Yuanchu and the others did not expect that these four guys were so fierce. They were rushed out by them without paying attention.
"Chase!" Wang Yuanchu was so angry that he chased after him with a roar.
There were woods beside the official road. The four big men rushed into the woods and followed them. Before Wang Yingjie entered the woods, he suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Shuangfeng.
Wang Shuangfeng shook his head and waved his hands. Wang Yingjie suddenly opened his eyes in shock, pointed at Wang Shuangfeng, and opened his mouth, but could not speak.
"Bang!" Wang Shuangfeng heard the muffled sound behind him and quickly turned his head. The white-haired old man fell to the ground, his body shaking non-stop.
Wang Shuangfeng asked doubtfully: "Uncle Master...?"
Li Muchan smiled: "It's nothing, this one finally showed his face."
Just now, the old man suddenly took action and wanted to sneak attack while everyone was paying attention in the distance, but was restrained by Li Muchan.
He looked down at the old man and said with a smile: "No need to pretend, it won't be like this this time, just sit down and talk."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and a stool slid over. The old man floated up and sat on the stool, revealing his astonished face.
Wang Yingjie rushed over like a gust of wind, gnashing his teeth, glaring at the old man with red eyes, and stabbed him with his sword: "I'll kill you!"
Li Muchan flicked his sleeves and said calmly: "Wait a minute."
Wang Yingjie's body flew up, floated ten feet away, and slowly landed. His eyes widened with shock on his face.
He really didn't expect that this young uncle's martial arts skills were so high. He was knocked into the air and was unable to fight back in the air, as if he was tied up by a rope.
Li Muchan smiled at him and said, "Ask first."
Wang Yingjie glanced at Wang Shuangfeng and saw that she was staring at the old man. He breathed a sigh of relief and remained silent.
Li Muchan turned to the old man and said, "Old man, tell me, who sent you here?"
The old man smiled faintly, and the wrinkles on his face loosened and became smooth again, making him look twenty years younger.
"Yang family?...Gongsun family?...Nangong family?...Or Helian family?...Ma family?" Li Muchan asked one by one, unhurriedly and very patiently, as if he was chatting with friends.
Wang Yingjie opened his mouth, but then swallowed it. This method of extracting a confession was purely a joke, and there was no way he could ask anything.
Li Muchan sighed: "It is indeed the Gongsun family."
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, barely noticeable, then widened immediately, and suddenly burst out laughing, shaking his head.