PFC Chapter 118 Ren Xiaoyao
Chapter 118 Ren Xiaoyao
Mi Yao looked at the hatred and fear in Ren Qingfeng's eyes and smiled. "If you're not dead, keep going!"
At this moment, Ren Qingfeng really wanted to die.
"That's the door to the secret room." Ren Qingfeng said, pointing at the wall.
"Open the door." Ren Qingfeng crawled over with difficulty, took out the key from his arms, and opened the door tremblingly. Mi Yao glanced at a red object that had just emerged from Ren Qingfeng's arms, smiled, said nothing, and walked into the secret room.
This secret room should be built into the mountain, covering an area of about four to five hundred square meters, with dozens of boxes and wooden shelves.
Mi Yao didn't have time to take a closer look, because Ren Qingfeng had already released the flare in his arms. There was a vent at the corner that could be opened and closed manually.
Mi Yao smiled and carried Ren Qingfeng's legs up the stairs. Ren Qingfeng's head hit the stairs with every step, making him dizzy and his desire to die increased.
When they got upstairs, Ren Qingfeng had already fainted. Mi Yao ignored him and continued to carry his legs downstairs, believing that it would not be long before Xiaoyao Pavilion would come back with reinforcements.
In the lobby on the first floor, Mi Yao was just drinking tea, leaving Ren Qingfeng lying on the ground like a dead dog.
At this time, someone came to do business and was frightened when he saw this scene.
"What do you do?" Mi Yao looked at the man in front of him.
"I want to place an order. My wife is having an affair with our neighbor. I want to kill those two adulterers." The man looked at Mi Yao and said stutteringly.
"Xiaoyao Pavilion is not accepting orders today, you can go back." Mi Yao said lazily and closed his eyes to rest.
"Yes." The man ran away.
After more than an hour, people from Xiaoyao Pavilion finally came back. They were all killers hired by Xiaoyao Pavilion.
Leading the group was a handsome man in black clothes. Unfortunately, his eyes were too sharp, ruining his handsome aura. He was wearing a black long gown with a front buttoned and narrow sleeves. The cuffs and collar of his gown had dark gold silk threads outlining a pattern of soaring clouds. He also wore black satin trousers tucked into gold-lettered boots.
Behind the man were men and women of all heights, weights, and ages. All of them had the same expression, full of anger, with weapons in their hands, as if they would rush up and kill Mi Yao at the man's command.
"Who are you? Why are you making trouble in my Xiaoyao Pavilion?" The man looked at Mi Yao, as if his fierce aura was going to skin Mi Yao alive.
Mi Yao smiled and shook her head. If he didn't open his mouth, she could give this big boss a score of 90. But when he opened his mouth, she could barely get 60. He had a good temperament, a voice, and a sound...
"It has been said since ancient times that it is only natural to pay back debts. There is also a saying that it is impolite not to reciprocate. There is also a saying that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. So, I'm here to kick things up today." Mi Yao said with a smile and wrapped the tip of the whip around her fingers and twirled it around her fingertips.
"Hey, since you're here to challenge us, show us what you can do." Ren Xiaoyao drew out his sword. He didn't want to play the gentle and kind image with this woman.
"You won't cry until you see the coffin!" Mi Yao whipped the whip hard, and countless colorless and odorless powders floated in the air as the whip vibrated.
The sword and the whip collided and entangled with each other, making a harsh crackling sound, and then bang, bang, the two of them hit each other again.
Mi Yao felt that Ren Xiaoyao had great internal strength, but he was no rookie either.
Clap, clap, the whip danced vigorously, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't get close at all, he could only look for opportunities to attack from outside.
"Snap" a sharp wind blew, Ren Xiaoyao swung his sword to block it, Mi Yao's whip entangled the sword, Mi Yao pulled with all his strength, Ren Xiaoyao first pulled hard against it, and just as the sword was about to be retracted, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly lost his strength, and his body suddenly fell forward, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he fell.
"Pavilion Master!"
"The boss!"
The people behind him thought that Ren Xiaoyao would easily defeat Mi Yao, but he failed. After just a few rounds, Ren Xiaoyao was defeated.
Some people went to help Ren Xiaoyao, some people rushed forward with weapons, and there were more than one person. Mi Yao became more and more courageous, and with the help of medicine powder, he was injured by Mi Yao's whip after more than ten rounds.
There were dead and wounded everywhere in front of Xiaoyao Pavilion. The few who didn't take action looked at Mi Yao with hatred and fear on their faces. They knew that even if they took action, it would be a waste of their lives.
Mi Yao sat back in the chair, like a lazy cat.
No one had expected that such a weak little body could have such great strength. Although his facial features were ugly, his aura and the sharpness in his eyes made people dare not underestimate him.
"Who are you?" Ren Xiaoyao had recovered some strength, but his internal organs were still in pain.
"Are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease? Didn't I tell you just now?" Mi Yao rolled her eyes at Ren Xiaoyao. He was obviously in his twenties, but his ears and brain didn't work well. Or maybe he was beaten stupid by herself?
"I don't know how my Xiaoyao Pavilion has offended the young lady. Please tell me clearly?" Ren Xiaoyao had to give in. Compared with life, face is naturally less valuable.
"I did want to come here to ask for an explanation before, but now, I have my eyes on your Xiaoyao Pavilion. Please take your people and move to another place." Mi Mo looked at Ren Xiaoyao.
How could Ren Xiaoyao be willing to give up the hard work he had put in for more than ten years?
"Girl, Xiaoyao Pavilion is the result of more than ten years of hard work by my brothers and I. Isn't it a bit too much for you to take away other people's hard work just because of a disagreement?" Ren Xiaoyao propped himself up and said with his last stubbornness.
"It's true that Xiaoyao Pavilion is your hard work, but you indiscriminately attacked innocent old scholars and children. Just for this reason, you can't stay." Thinking of the injuries suffered by his mother and children, Mi Yao frowned and exuded an aura that made Ren Xiaoyao swallow his saliva unconsciously.
"Miss, although we in Xiaoyao Pavilion accept orders to kill people, we also have our own principles and bottom line. We don't kill honest officials, good people, kind people, the elderly, the weak, women and children. If there are ordinary people who have committed many evil deeds, we will only take action after several investigations. I'm afraid what the young lady said is a misunderstanding." Ren Xiaoyao hurriedly explained.
"Really?" Mi Yao waved her hand, and a man covered in blood appeared in front of Ren Xiaoyao.
The man's limbs were broken and his body was covered in blood. His eyes were a little dull, his face was thin with deep eye sockets and prominent cheekbones. It was a horrible sight.
"Do you know him?" Mi Yao looked at Ren Xiaoyao.
“Isn’t this Boss Feng?”
"How did this happen?"
"Two months ago, they followed the Second Master's orders and went to work..."
Ren Xiaoyao suddenly looked at his younger brother Ren Qingfeng who had fainted beside him.
This bastard second brother has harmed him, Xiaoyao Pavilion and so many other brothers.
"My mother was just a woman from a mountain village, but she was stabbed by dozens of swords, and every sword pierced through her body. My two sons were only four years old, but they actually destroyed their faces, with wounds so severe that the bones are visible... Don't say that you are innocent, aren't my mother and sons even more innocent?" Mi Yao looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a troubled look in her voice.