PFC Chapter 320 Trap
Chapter 320 Trap
Seeing that the distance between him and the man was getting farther and farther, Lu Sui bent down, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it out hard.
It hit the man right on the back.
Seeing the man stagger a few times, Lu Sui gritted his teeth and quickened his pace to catch up with him.
Finally, after an incense stick of time, he caught up with the other person.
But the moment he stopped, Lu Sui realized that he had come to the depths of the imperial palace.
Normally the guards rarely come here, not to mention that now all the guards have gone to the main hall to rescue people.
"Young Marquis Lu, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
The other person was wearing night clothes and had his face covered, but when he spoke, Lu Sui first felt strangely familiar, and then he instantly realized: "Jiedushi Deng?"
"Young Marquis Lu has a good hearing. We have only had the honor of meeting each other once, but you already remember my voice." Jiedushi Deng Rong laughed, but for some reason his voice was very hoarse, as if it had been smoked.
"Why do you do this? Today is New Year's Eve. Do you know how many officials are in the palace?" Lu Sui knew the relationship between the Queen and Deng Rong from Yuan Buwei, and could guess that he did this to take revenge on the Emperor, but he had to implicate innocent people. "They are all appointed officials of the court. If..."
"That's none of my business. I'm just going to do it anyway." Deng Rong sneered, "Young Marquis Lu, I see that your legs and feet are not in good condition. If you fight me, I'm afraid your old injuries will relapse. No, you have recognized me, so I should cut off the roots!"
Done.
Deng Rong quickly took out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, pointed his toes and stabbed towards Lu Sui's vital point.
Lu Sui was shocked. He used to use a spear, but later he was injured and confined to a wheelchair, so he put down a short blade on the wheelchair. However, he was so busy chasing people that he forgot to take it.
Then you can only fight the opponent with bare hands.
"Young Lord Lu, let me see whether the skills you learned on the battlefield are real skills or just show!"
After twenty moves.
Lu Sui's sleeves were cut by Deng Rong's sword, and his face was almost cut.
"Young Marquis Lu, you're not bad. You've been injured for so long, but you can still take so many of my moves?"
In fact, Deng Rong didn’t know.
Lu Sui is just holding on.
When he rolled down the stairs holding Yuan Buwei, he hit the place on his lower back that had been injured.
In order not to worry Yuan Buwei, he said it was okay.
At this moment, that area was becoming more and more painful, and gradually, Lu Sui felt that he had lost the strength in his feet.
His dodging began to become clumsy.
"Young Marquis Lu, I actually admire you very much, but unfortunately, we have different paths and cannot work together."
After Deng Rong finished speaking, he let out a loud shout with a ferocious look on his face and stabbed Lu Sui in the chest.
"what……"
"Whoosh!"
At the critical moment, a dart flew from not far away and hit Deng Rong's wrist accurately.
He felt a pain and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Then came a few more darts, each one aimed at Deng Rong's vital parts, and he could only step back again and again.
"Little Marquis!"
Lu Sui turned around and saw the person coming. He was surprised: "Song Rui?"
"The day before we set out, the young lady instructed us to follow in secret. We were waiting outside the palace gate when we suddenly saw flames rising into the sky. We knew something had happened inside the palace." Song Rui had already found all eight of his surviving companions. After a short period of coordination and training, they had regained their previous tacit understanding. "Don't worry, the other four have already gone to the young lady."
"That's good."
Lu Sui nodded and looked at Deng Rong: "Jiedushi Deng, if you don't want to be implicated, then come with me to the emperor now and admit your mistakes. Maybe you can get away with it."
"Young Marquis Lu, since you have reinforcements, I won't play with you anymore. You can also go to the emperor and tell him that I did what happened today. You can see if the emperor will be grateful to you or will be furious and think you are slandering me?" Deng Rong was not panicked at all, and even looked complacent. "Over the years, I have done a lot for the emperor. I am his right-hand man."
"That's none of my business. Anyway, your trial is the business of the Dali Temple! Song Rui, catch him."
"Yes!"
Song Rui was born as a death squad, and although he and his colleagues had not been on a mission or killed anyone for a long time.
But he is a martial arts expert and works well with his colleagues.
Soon Deng Rong was forced into a corner.
As a result, they underestimated Deng Rong.
He just blew a whistle, and within just a few seconds, dozens of men in black appeared from all directions.
"Okay, I won't play with you anymore, Young Marquis Lu. I hope you can survive." Deng Rong waved at Lu Sui, then used his Qinggong skills to leave in a dashing manner.
"Damn it!"
Lu Sui wanted to chase after him, but his lower back hurt so much that even the slightest movement was excruciatingly painful.
Not to mention flying to chase someone.
Moreover, the most important thing right now is to be resolute towards the dozens of people in front of you.
Such a scene made Lu Sui feel like he was back on the battlefield.
However, he didn't take those few dozen people seriously at all.
"kill!"
Lu Sui picked up the soft sword left by Deng Rong and began to fight hard.
After almost a year, Lu Sui swung his sword to kill people again, and all the blood in his bones was aroused.
Especially when the enemy's blood splashes on your face.
Lu Sui's eyes turned red in an instant.
The knife rose and fell, just like cutting a watermelon, killing one man in black after another.
"Song Rui, leave him alive."
When there were only two people left, Lu Sui shouted, and the two men looked at each other, and the next second they touched their necks with knives.
"not good."
When Song Rui rushed forward, it was too late: "They obviously came prepared, and they didn't intend to survive."
"It's okay. Pile all the bodies together. Song Rui, go and notify the commander of the imperial guards and ask him to come..." Lu Sui paused. It suddenly occurred to him that Deng Rong and the commander of the imperial guards seemed to know each other. He endured the pain and immediately walked towards a dead man in black. He tore open his clothes, revealing his shoulders. On his shoulders was tattooed the word "forbidden".
This is something that every member of the Imperial Guard must do after entering.
This is to prevent the person from having no identity after death. With this tattoo, they can be identified.
"Force?"
Song Rui panicked all of a sudden: "This... Deng Rong ran away, and we killed dozens of imperial guards with just a few of us. This is a serious crime."
Lu Sui quickly calmed down and suddenly realized that Deng Rong had deliberately let him see him.
"Now, before anyone comes, Song Rui, you go first."
"no!"
Song Rui refused: "Young Madam has given instructions..."
"Song Rui, you are a dead man in public, you must not be discovered, and..." Lu Sui looked forward and vaguely heard footsteps, "Luan Fengyu, Lord Luan should be here with people soon."