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Chapter 331 Battle of Love Clothes(1/2)

Lu Mao didn't know who had attacked him. He was planning to call for support, but Tang Dao turned the blade and struck again.

Ever since Li Bianfeng changed his temperament, he would go out wherever he wanted.

This incident caused a lot of trouble to Li Banfeng, but this time, Li Banfeng really took advantage of his wife.

Before going out, he repeatedly observed Lu Maoxian's bedroom. His mind was full of the appearance of the bedroom. As soon as he went out, he actually arrived at Lu Maoxian's bedroom.

As a house repairer who had just left home, it was easy for him to be ignored. In addition, Lu Maoxian was weak, so he was succeeded by a single blow from Tang Dao.

Lu Maoxian shouted: "To fight without declaring a war is not to..."

Li Banfeng suddenly appeared and slit Lu Maoxian's throat.

He really wanted to drag Lu Mao back to his residence and interrogate him slowly, but he couldn't go back to his residence now because the key was still in Black Rock City.

Lu Maoxian, the old man of the Lu family and a powerful figure of the generation, held his neck, struggled for a moment, and then died.

What a pity.

It's a pity that my wife had a meal.

Li Banfeng did not stay long. This was Lu Maoxian's mansion and he had to leave as soon as possible.

Carrying a lot of magic weapons with him, I thought there would be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect that Lu Maoxian was seriously injured and had almost no ability to resist.

Everyone in the family left, and Li Banfeng left smoothly.

But there was one thing that Li Banfeng still didn't understand.

Why on earth did he trip me up?

After leaving the mansion, Li Banfeng returned to Xiaoyaowu first. According to his speculation, Lu Mao tripped him first, probably because he wanted to get rid of Ma Wu.

When he ran near Xiaoyaowu, Li Banfeng stopped.

It's after eight o'clock in the evening.

The gas light box at the entrance of Xiaoyaowu is on, people are coming and going, and business is good.

There is Baiyang Tea House in the east of Xiaoyaowu, and it is also a time for business.

But the teahouse is closed.

Xiaoyaowu is open as usual, which proves that nothing happened to Ma Wu.

Closing teahouses is nothing new, perhaps for cleaning or renovation.

But with so many things happening today, Li Banfeng felt that there was another possibility.

Someone has booked the teahouse and is monitoring Xiaoyaowu.

I was tripped on the Black Rock Slope, and Ma Wu was being watched again, so who was going to get into trouble?

Li Banfeng asked Gloves: "Who can you tell me?"

Glove gasped for a moment and said: "Who? Not me! Catch the thief and the stolen goods!"

"Why are you panting like this?"

"Are you out of breath? Maybe you ran too fast just now!"

"It's useless to ask you, so just ask them."

Li Banfeng silently came to the teahouse, took out the music box and filled it with windings.



In Lu Chunying's mansion, Lu Maoxian's daughter Lu Dongchun and son Lu Dongtang had already rushed into the living room with assassins.

Lu Chunying is not in the living room, there is only one person sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Lu Dongliang's wife, Duan Shaoxia.

What is she doing here?

This matter was originally going to be smeared on her, how could she handle it here?

Lu Dongtang was stunned for a moment.

Lu Dongchun did not waste the opportunity to fight and ordered to take action immediately.

Kill her!

Let's just say that the two families merged and Duan Shaoxia and Lu Chunying were both killed. This makes sense!

In Lu Dongtang's perception, Duan Shaoxia is just a white kid, so it is not difficult to kill her.

Duan Shaoxia raised her head and glanced at everyone, with some tears in her eyes.

Everyone hesitated for a moment. They felt that they should not hurt this poor woman.

Only Lu Dongchun did not hesitate. She threw out a dozen sewing needles from her hand and stabbed Duan Shaoxia.

Duan Shaoxia did not dodge, but just sat in the same place, with fear, grievance, and perseverance that she had forcibly supported on her face.

The sewing needle did not hit Duan Shaoxia. Two vases fell from the stairs on the second floor, but like two guards, they blocked all the sewing needles.

The vase fell, porcelain shards flew into the air, and several of the men at the front were injured by the porcelain shards.

It's Zuo Wugang!

He is behind the fence on the second floor.

The lady is making bait on the first floor and hanging around on the second floor?

This situation makes Lu Dongtang unable to understand.

The vases fell one after another, and the subordinates retreated one after another.

Lu Dongchun did not retreat.

A piece of broken porcelain hit Lu Dongchun's face and seemed to be embedded in his flesh.

Lu Dongchun removed the porcelain shard from his face, leaving a wound hanging on his cheek, but not even a drop of blood flowed, and there was no trace of pain on his delicate face.

Lu Dongtang jumped up to the second floor to deal with Zuo Wugang.

Lu Dongchun continued to attack Duan Shaoxia. Duan Shaoxia took out a pistol, held the handle of the gun with both hands, and pointed it at Lu Dongchun tremblingly. From the look on her face, she wanted to shoot, but she seemed to have no courage.

In the eyes of others, this is the last resistance of a woman who was forced into a desperate situation.

All the assassins were hesitant as to whether they should attack Duan Shaoxia.

Only Lu Dongchun did not hesitate, and she was not afraid of bullets.

But after Duan Shaoxia fired, Lu Dongchun regretted it.

What came out of Duan Shaoxia's gun was not bullets, but oil.

A ball of oil sprayed out from this pistol, which resembled a water spray gun.

Oil is very rare in Puzhou because it is difficult to preserve.

This made Lu Dongchun extremely frightened. She wanted to take off her clothes, but Duan Shaoxia threw a candlestick over her with tears in her eyes.

It makes perfect sense for a helpless woman to resist desperately and throw away whatever she gets.

There was oil on Lu Dongchun's clothes, which caught fire when it touched the candlestick.

It doesn't matter if there's a fire, Lu Dongchun has a way to deal with it.

She took off her shirt, and oil and water seeped into her shirt, which was still on fire.

She took off the outermost shirt, and the oil and water seeped into the second shirt, which was still on fire.

Lu Dongchun took off more than a dozen shirts one after another, and the fire was finally extinguished.

Oil cannot penetrate so quickly. Even if special materials are added, it should not penetrate so quickly on Lu Dongchun's clothes.

Lu Dongchun looked at Duan Shaoxia and said expressionlessly: "You have cultivation, this is your technique."

Duan Shaoxia shook her head with tears in her eyes.

She is just a weak woman, how could she use techniques?

Lu Chunying, who was hiding on the second floor, looked at Lu Dongchun and lowered her voice and asked: "Mom, what kind of cultivation level is she?"

Xiao Yeci looked confused and shook his head repeatedly.

Mrs. Duan today is hard for her to understand.

The fighting was fierce on the second floor. Lu Dongtang led a group of subordinates, and Zuo Wugang and others were fighting in darkness.

The situation on the first floor was relatively simple. Lu Dongchun and Duan Shaoxia were fighting one-on-one, but no one from the other subordinates came forward to help.

Not to mention them, when Duan Shaoxia used her skills, even Lu Dongjun couldn't bear to do it.

But Lu Dongchun was very cruel, and his sleeves and skirts suddenly became longer and shorter, almost strangling Duan Shaoxia several times.

Duan Shaoxia reluctantly responded, holding a pair of scissors with her eyes closed, seemingly poking at random, but in fact every blow was aimed at the vital point.

Lu Dongchun's body was covered with wounds, but they did not affect her movement. Neither weapons nor fists seemed to be able to hurt her.

She quickly forced Duan Shaoxia into a corner.
To be continued...
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