Downstairs, the clerk who was leaning on the stairs and staring at the door turned around and walked into the back hall after seeing the lights in the room go out.

At this time, there were more than twenty strong men gathered there.

As soon as the waiter saw these people, he immediately had a flattering smile on his face.

"Gentlemen, the two upstairs are asleep."

The big man at the head had a rough face and very arrogant eyes.

Simply because he is the top guard among the Zheng family's guards and is also the confidant of the Zheng family's uncle.

He took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket and threw it to the waiter.

The waiter's eyes lit up and he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, squatting on the ground and picking it up with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for the reward, uncle! Thank you for the reward, uncle!"

The guard leader looked at the pug-like guy with contempt, waved his hand, and led him out.

There were still guests dining downstairs, but when they saw that the strong men were wearing clothes bearing the ancestral emblem of the Zheng family, they immediately shut up and became as quiet as chickens.

The strong man was very satisfied. After glaring around and telling them not to mind their own business, he led his people to the second floor.

The Mongolian sweat medicine was brought to them by the uncle of the Zheng family himself.

Not to mention two people, even two tigers would probably be asleep now and unconscious.

Although the uncle of the Zheng family warned them repeatedly that the man was very skilled in martial arts, the strong man also relied on the strength of the people on his side and did not take the warning seriously at all.

With a kick, the thin door cracked into two.

A group of people filed in and went straight to the bed.

"Damn it, if you dare to be disrespectful to our uncle, you deserve to die!"

The guard leader sneered, picked up the steel knife in his hand, and slashed it along the bed.

But as expected, the feeling of being cut on the person did not appear. Instead, there was a soft squeak, as if it had been cut on the quilt.

The guard leader had obviously realized this, but unfortunately, it was always a step too late.

Before he could turn around to warn, he felt a pain in his chest, and saw a snow-white long sword piercing through his chest.

The black figure looks like a ghost.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the man effortlessly drew out his sword.

The guard leader, who lost his support, instantly fell down on the empty bed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The room was dark, but the figure was so clear.

The coldness is like a poisonous snake, jumping into everyone's heart, tightly wrapping around their heart, making them unable to scream or die.
Chapter completed!