Dozens of people blocked the alley tightly. The noble young man stood in the middle, smiling with a sinister look on his face, his eyes full of vicious light.

"I killed more than 20 people in my family in a row. I still thought who is the sacred person? I didn't expect that he was really a bastard."

The noble young master said coldly: "I know there must be some reputation behind you, but so what? Who would really do for you, a bastard? Killing you today is just an accident. Get ready for your last words."

Qin Shaofu was calm and smiled slightly: "If I say my last words, will you really help me complete it? First, I haven't gotten married yet, remember to have a woman bury her with me and ask for a beautiful woman. Second, I like to eat meat. Every year today, remember to give me a beheaded cow. If I can't eat enough, I will come back to find you in the evening. Third..."

"Kill him for me."

The noble prince was furious and shouted, and issued a killing order. He wanted to intimidate the other party, but he didn't expect that this miscellaneous person would take it seriously.

"Don't you introduce yourself before you start?"

Qin Shaofu smiled slightly and smashed the head in his hand towards the noble young master. He jumped along the stone wall to the high wall without hesitation.

He is no longer the young boy who just entered the Dark Arbitration Institute. Hudros intends to train him to be the only one who can stand alone, so he not only wants to learn martial arts from Renault, but also trains him to learn other things, and even starts to get in touch with intelligence and other things.

His body movements come from the East, which should be related to a thing called light qi in the East. This is also the most advantageous combat power he can fight with people and use three techniques at the same time.

Western warriors focus mostly on power. Although some focus on flexible body skills, they are very rare. They are generally inherited only by big families. Such despicable gangsters will definitely not be able to learn.

Sure enough, seeing Qin Shaofu climbing the high wall, many noble men followed. But only seven or eight people could climb the high wall at the first time, and the gap in strength was instantly judged.

"You can't run away."

The noble young master shouted: "Tell you, I am..."

"Joseph, the second son of the Certon family." Qin Shaofu looked at him and smiled slightly: "Do you think I really don't know who you are? I'll give you a piece of advice. It's still too late to evacuate now, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as breaking one leg."

These days, he has already known the information about some big families in the imperial capital, especially the guy who broke his legs, and his background was clearly investigated.

If the nobles in the imperial capital are divided into ranks, the royal family is the first level, such as the Ferguson family where Mentro is located belongs to the second level, while the Certon family where Joseph is located belongs to the fourth level.

Although the Certon family also has a fiefdom, it is not a big one, and it is not a rich place, so it can only receive limited taxes. The main income of the family comes from black income illegally operating in the imperial capital.

The backer is the Ferguson family where Mentro is located. All the places they operate are not so much from the Certon family, but from the Ferguson family. They are essentially just managers, and more than half of their income needs to be handed over to the Ferguson family as "protection fees".

This is also the reason why this guy spared no effort to please Mentro. Without the care of the Ferguson family, they would easily become little nobles with unknown amounts.

Or it can be said that in addition to the royal family, the second-level great nobles, and the third-level old nobles with special qualifications, any other noble may accidentally be transferred from the sky into the swamp mud.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, I don't want the whole body." Joseph was furious and yelled.

Qin Shaofu was not panicked at all, and jumped to the roof of the building not far away. Many subordinates who had just climbed up the high wall also chased after him.

Moving and turning, rising and falling, like birds passing through high buildings and high walls.

"Around him, surround him. Don't let him have room to run."

Joseph repeatedly ordered his subordinates to rush up to the high wall and block them everywhere.

Qin Shaofu was neither anxious nor slow, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth while escaping. It seemed that he was blocked around him and it would be difficult for him to escape, but even Joseph himself did not notice that there were not many people around him.

After only two people were left beside him, Qin Shaofu suddenly took action, and swept across the Eight Wilderness Battlefield Sword Technique. After killing two slightly lower-powered men on one side, he exerted force under his feet, jumped over a high wall, and rushed towards Joseph.

"No, protect the young master."

The two subordinates of the seventh-level Xuan level suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly ordered that, let alone others, they could not pass by as soon as possible.

Joseph felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly stepped back and pulled the two subordinates beside him, wanting them to stop him.

But these two people were in a low strength, how could they stop Qin Shaofu who was rushing towards him? The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.

His body was like a ghost, approaching instantly.

Joseph only had time to pull out the sword halfway, and felt a terrible force on his arm. With a click, it broke directly. With a scream, he was unable to draw the sword.

Qin Shaofu did not stop, kicked him out, kicked him, lying on the ground, slashed his back, and broke his limbs without hesitation.

"ah."

Joseph screamed: "You dare..."

As soon as he said that, Qin Shaofu grabbed his hair and raised his head, slapped the handle of the knife on his mouth, and flew out six or seven teeth. By the time his many subordinates chased him, he could no longer say a word.

"Let go of the young master."

A seventh-grade Xuan-level warrior who rushed to the front was shocked and angry. The young master was so seriously injured that they would definitely not be able to take it.

"OK."

Qin Shaofu smiled slightly and threw Joseph in his hand at him.

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed so easily. The warrior quickly stretched out his hands to catch Joseph who flew over like a kite with broken string. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, but it was too late.

I felt a pain in my abdomen, and a long knife had entered my body. I screamed in pain and was directly cut in half.

Qin Shaofu was in power and was unyielding. He slapped Joseph on the back and pushed him forward.

Many of the subordinates were panicked when they saw this and couldn't help but take a few steps back. But the alley was not big, so how could they retreat in a crowded group? For a moment, the situation was in chaos, and even some were squeezed to the ground.

How could I let go of such an opportunity? Qin Shaofu immediately activated three techniques at the same time, regardless of the severe pain in the meridians, and his strength suddenly increased.

The sword technique of the Eight Wilderness Battlefield is just as its name suggests, sweeping across the wasteland, and there is no living place wherever it passes.

The remaining few subordinates who had just arrived were shocked when they looked at the situation in front of them.

Qin Shaofu grabbed Joseph again and threw it at the remaining seventh-grade Xuan-level warrior.

The warrior naturally would not be fooled like the one before. He slapped it with one hand and skillfully arranged Joseph to the sky, and slashed the sword in his hand towards him.

I thought I would hit the opponent's weapon, but I didn't expect it to sweep the air.

It was in amazement that he suddenly saw Joseph drop rapidly. He reacted instinctively and wanted to sweep it away, but remembered that this was his employer, so he could only change his tricks and prepare to turn it to the few people around him.

But just as hesitated, Joseph had approached and a long sword suddenly stabbed out of his chest, facing the door.

The seventh-grade warrior was shocked and wanted to retreat, but how could he have time to get stabbed directly into the middle of his eyebrows by the knife piercing his chest. He screamed and died.

"Who is committing the murder?"

With a loud shout and a heavy footstep, more than a dozen figures were seen moving, jumping onto the high wall, all of which were archers.

This has been locked in the sound of the bowstring pulling.
Chapter completed!