When the footsteps on the aisle outside the door rushed to the door, Yan Liqiang had quickly retreated to the other side of the swimming pool...

With a bang, the screen at the entrance of the swimming pool was instantly pushed down, and two guards rushed in with swords at the same time.

For Yan Liqiang, a distance of less than 20 meters can be almost hit every time with his eyes closed.

A sharp sound of "swish..." As the screen fell, the bow and arrow in Yan Liqiang's hand had already shot an arrow, piercing through the throat of a guard. Another guard was shocked and roared towards Yan Liqiang. Although the speed of the guard was fast, Yan Liqiang's speed was not slow either. The guard rushed forward for less than ten meters. Yan Liqiang's second arrow had been shot, and it was the throat of the guard.

The two guards fell to the ground in the blink of an eye and were shot at close range by the horned python bow on Yan Liqiang's hand.

The sound outside the door stopped temporarily, and Yan Liqiang heard a woman screaming and ran back.

His bow and arrow could not penetrate the wall, so a woman ran away, and he was the only one who rushed in. However, the two guards who rushed in were also helping the evil people here. If he could not be allowed, he would be killed.

Mr. Ye was several meters away from Yan Liqiang, and his hand was still nailed to the shelf. When he heard the two guards rushing in, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and just broke the arrow shaft that was nailed to his palm, allowing the injured hand to slide out of the shaft. But before he could run away, Yan Liqiang shot another arrow. The second arrow nailed the palm of his good left hand to the shelf.

In a short while, Yan Liqiang almost wiped out both hands. He could not move his palms, and the threat of his hands was reduced by half.

Mr. Ye's screams were earth-shaking, and Yan Liqiang sneered coldly and walked towards him.

"You're dead...you know who I am...who dares to come here to kill me..."

It seemed that he was used to being a domineering and domineering young man, and he had never suffered any anger. Even at this time, in the severe pain, Young Master Ye was roaring at Yan Liqiang like a wild dog. This roaring was not until he found that Yan Liqiang walked to him with a expressionless face and firmness, and he became a little panicked, "What do you want to do...What do you want to do?"

"Bang..." Yan Liqiang, who quickly stepped forward two steps forward, slapped his forehand in the face and slapped the young master Ye in the face.

Yan Liqiang's hands were too powerful. This slap directly slapped Ye Shao's teeth away, and his face instantly swelled up.

"you……"

Another slap was pulled out, and Ye Shao’s face on the other side also swollen and another tooth fell off.

After slapping twice, Yan Liqiang shook his hand. The young master finally became honest. He closed his mouth and his whole head buzzed, but his tears and snot were all pulled out by Yan Liqiang's two slaps.

"You are not allowed to speak before I ask you to speak. When I ask you to speak, you are not allowed to close your mouth. These two strokes just now are kind reminders to you. Later, I will use a knife to make you remember..." When speaking, Yan Liqiang had already raised his bow and pulled out the short sword at his waist, pressed under the chin of Ye Shao. The tip of the sword had already pierced into Ye Shao's skin. Drops of blood remained along the tip of the short sword. Ye Shao looked distant, raised his head and kept his chin away from the cold sharp blade. His whole body was trembling. However, Yan Liqiang's hands were not moving, as hard as iron, and his eyes were extremely cold.

In fact, Yan Liqiang's heart was not as cold as his appearance. At this moment, Yan Liqiang was in a mess and anxious inside, looking for a glimmer of hope. He knew that today's matter was completely a big deal. From the beginning of his involvement in this matter, it was no longer possible to be good. Even if he did not meet the Shatu person tonight, he and the one in front of him would have to fall down in the end, because since they dared to touch their father, this was something that Yan Liqiang could not tolerate. At this moment, Yan Dechang was in their hands, but they thought about using Yan Dechang to force him to submit in a few days. This had already broken his bottom line and left him with no possibility of retreating.

By chance, Yan Liqiang hit his head in tonight in this wrong place that no one expected.

Can he and his father leave Pingxi City alive this time? The last thing they depended on was the young master of Ye in his hands. I heard that he was the only son of the county magistrate of Pingxi, and I hope this guy is useful.

"If you understand, nod, nod, if you don't understand, I will teach you well..."

Mr. Ye nodded gently. Under the threat of death, the noble young man who is usually pampered and generous will learn things very quickly at this time.

"Okay, I'm not interested in your butt, you can find a piece of clothing to put on!"

"I...my hand..."

Yan Liqiang didn't say anything, and the short sword left Ye Shao's neck. With a light wave, he cut off the arrow shaft nailed Ye Shao's hand, allowing Ye Shao's hand to regain freedom. "I'll give you ten breaths, you can wear as much as you can. After ten breaths, even if you keep your butt bare, that's your business..."

Hearing Yan Liqiang's voice, although Ye Shao's hands were bleeding and almost no finger could move, he still gritted his teeth and supported it with his wrists of both hands, and put a loose bathrobe on the shelf on himself.

"Then... where is there a golden sore medicine... I want to apply some medicine..." Just as he finished putting on his clothes, the Young Master Ye said to Yan Liqiang with a sweat on his head.

Yan Liqiang didn't say anything, but just shook the short sword in his hand and stabbed directly into the young master Ye's thigh. The tip of the sword had just submerged two inches deep in his thigh, and avoided the main blood vessels of his thigh.

When Yan Liqiang drew out the short sword, Young Master Ye screamed again. The bathrobe he had just changed into was stained with blood again. The injury on his leg made him feel a little unstable and wanted to fall.

Yan Liqiang smiled and said, "I didn't ask you to speak just now, but you spoke. This sword is to give you a little more memory. Whether I can leave here alive today depends on luck. Whether you can live today depends on whether I will give you luck. So your injuries do not need to be treated, and there may be more and more. If you dare to fall now, I will pick out one of your eyes with the next sword!"

Hearing Yan Liqiang's words, Young Master Ye could only grit his teeth and endure it, stand in front of Yan Liqiang with his feet. Facing this person who said that he would use a sword to poke a hole in his body without any ambiguity. Young Master Ye felt fear for the first time when he looked at Yan Liqiang's eyes.

"May I have your name?"

"Ye Xiao..."

"Your father is the governor of Pingxi County?"

"yes!"

"Do you hate me very much now? Are you thinking about how to kill me?"

"No...ah..." Ye Xiao screamed again, his body trembled like a sieve, and the sweat beads on his forehead rolled down one by one, because the short sword in Yan Liqiang's hand directly broke the little finger of his left hand.

Yan Liqiang still looked at Ye Xiao with a smile, "The second rule to talk to me is to be honest. If I feel like you are lying, you will know what the price you will pay in an instant..."

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Chapter completed!