Their malicious intent was very obvious, though their rank wasn’t very high.
Of course, high-level experts were not necessary to deal with the current Ma Wu.
These bastards hadn’t caused trouble at Ji Qing Group, nor had they set an ambush on the way. They went straight to his residence and laid in wait.
Li Banfeng said, "Brother Ma, don’t go inside just yet. I have some things to take care of first."
Ma Wu stopped Li Banfeng. "Is it someone from my family? Brother Li, I can’t implicate you. I’ll go and confront them."
After speaking, Ma Wu rushed towards the house, but Li Banfeng pulled out a pair of shoe covers. "Do you have these?"
Beneath the shoe cover was an iron plate.
"Without these, you can’t go inside."
Ma Wu understood what Li Banfeng meant; Li Banfeng was going to use Glue Mud.
Li Banfeng put on the shoe covers and whispered to Ma Wu, "Find a place to hide first."
This was Li Banfeng’s request to Ma Wu; he had to protect himself and not drag Li Banfeng down.
Ma Wu straightforwardly hid in a noodle shop. This was the smart thing to do; quiet places are not necessarily safe, but in crowded places, the enemy wouldn’t dare to make a move.
Li Banfeng did not rashly approach the house. First, he entered his Portable Residence, and then he threw the key near the wooden house.
The two men guarding the second floor of the wooden house were chatting idly. A man in a blue cloth short coat said, "Make sure you don’t kill him when the time comes. We can’t be held accountable for the affairs of these big families."
The man in the Blue Cloth Vest added, "Whether we kill him or not depends on if this kid knows what’s good for him. We’ve searched all over this house and found nothing valuable. If he doesn’t hand over something of value, how are we going to explain ourselves when we go back?"
"Explaining is the boss’s problem. Why are you worrying about it? You just need to watch out for him seeking revenge; after all, he is Young Master Wu."
"Revenge my ass! I hit him hard last time, and he didn’t even dare to glance at me. Let me tell you, he’s nothing but a dog now. If we don’t enjoy ourselves now, when will we..."
DING.
There seemed to be some noise outside.
The man in the Blue Cloth Vest stuck his head out the window and took a look. "Did you hear a ding just now?"
"What ding?"
"Right outside the window, I heard it..."
"What’s out the window? Pull your head back! Keep away from the window. Could there be an ambush? Why are you sticking your head out?"
Li Banfeng slipped out of the Portable Residence without a sound. Using his advantage as a Traveling Cultivator, he silently climbed the wall and onto the rooftop.
This time, the man in the Blue Cloth Vest definitely heard something. He stuck his head out of the window again.
The man in the blue cloth short coat said angrily, "What’s going on? I told you not to stick your head out! Don’t let anyone see you!"
"There really is something up there, definitely above..." Suddenly, the man in the Blue Cloth Vest fell silent.
He leaned out of the window, looking up at the sky with his mouth open—the perfect angle.
Li Banfeng, hanging upside down from the roof, hooked his Sickle directly into the man’s mouth, along the upper jaw, and into his brain.
The man in the blue cloth short coat stared in shock, his hand reaching for his sword. But the Tang Sword was faster, severing half his neck in a single stroke.
The man in the blue cloth short coat collapsed, speechless. He frantically pounded the floor with his hands—three long thumps followed by two short ones—a signal to the two men downstairs.
Li Banfeng jumped into the house, opened the Portable Residence, and threw both the man in the blue cloth short coat and the man in the Blue Cloth Vest inside. Then, he quietly waited at the bedroom door.
Actually, he could have handled the situation even more cleanly.
He could have prevented the man in the blue cloth short coat from making any sound at all.
But he deliberately allowed the man in the blue cloth short coat to make some noise, just so the two men downstairs would hear it.
Footsteps came up the stairs. Li Banfeng opened an Iron Box, poured some Glue Mud by the door, and then jumped back out the window, climbing onto the roof again.
This was his first time using Glue Mud in actual combat, so he wasn’t very confident about its range and effectiveness.
Almost a minute later, the bedroom door was pushed open. Two men stood at the doorway, looking around cautiously.
The window was open, with traces of blood on the windowsill and the floor. Their two accomplices were gone. These two men were very nervous.
The four of them had come together intending to give Ma Wu a beating and then rob him.
Ma Wu was just a Lust Cultivator who had only reached the First Layer. He should have been an easy catch for them. They never expected this job could result in death!
The two of them watched for a long time, but there wasn’t a single person in sight in the room.
Both men cautiously entered the room, each holding a dagger, covering each other.
One step, two steps... The sound of the third step suddenly stopped.
They were stuck.
The two men were shocked. The man in the purple cloth shirt shouted, "Big Brother, what’s happened?"
The other man, dressed in a dark gray Zhongshan suit, said, "Don’t move! This is Glue Mud."
This man in the Zhongshan suit was their leader.
He took out the Python Revolver that Yu Nan had given him, released the safety, leaned down, aimed at the man in gray clothes, and fired six shots.
Li Banfeng got lucky. Three of his six shots hit their mark, and the man in the purple shirt collapsed on the spot.
Tang Sword exclaimed, "Nice shooting!"
Li Banfeng was also surprised; he had aimed at the man in gray, but all three bullets had hit the man in purple.
The man in gray clothes glared at Li Banfeng, seemingly about to unleash a Technique. Li Banfeng quickly pulled himself back up to the roof.
The man in the gray suit was left speechless. Li Banfeng simply refused to engage him directly.
With only a Second Layer cultivation level, the man in the gray Zhongshan suit knew he couldn’t just stand there and dodge bullets; such a feat was beyond him.
Before long, Li Banfeng leaned down again, ready to fire. The man in gray shouted, "Friend, spare my life! We were acting on the orders of the Eldest Miss of the Ma Family when we came to find Young Master Wu. Ask me anything, and I’ll tell you. Just spare my life!"
Li Banfeng asked, "Why would the Eldest Miss of the Ma Family treat Ma Wu so badly?"
The man in gray replied, "We don’t know about that. We’re just paid to do the work."
Hearing this, Li Banfeng nodded, satisfied. "You don’t know anything, so what’s the point of keeping you alive?"
As Li Banfeng was about to shoot again, the man in gray hurriedly said, "Wait! There’s something else I haven’t mentioned. Before we came, the Eldest Miss of the Ma Family instructed us to beat Young Master Wu, take his money, and then tell him that the grudge from years ago is now settled."
Li Banfeng frowned. "What grudge from years ago is settled?"
The man in gray said, "Friend, put the gun down. Let’s talk this over. Young Master Ma must have a grudge against the Eldest Miss. I’ve heard bits and pieces about it, but I don’t know if they’re true. How about you call Young Master Ma over, and we can verify the story with him face to face?"
Li Banfeng nodded. "That makes sense."
He jumped through the window back into the room, spread a cloth on the ground, and said to the man in gray, "Take off your shoes, step on this cloth, and walk forward. I’ll take you to meet Young Master Ma."
"Thank you, brave sir, thank you!" Overwhelmed with gratitude, the man in gray quickly took off his shoes and carefully stepped onto the cloth.
"Brave sir, shall we go find Young Master Wu now?"
"Yes, right now." Li Banfeng turned around, twisted the key, and opened the Portable Residence.
The man in gray was thrilled.
He couldn’t believe Li Banfeng was so easily deceived as to turn his back on him.
Clutching his dagger, he lunged at Li Banfeng’s back.
Li Banfeng swiftly dodged and, in one fluid motion, kicked the man in gray into the Portable Residence.
No wonder the man in gray was the leader; he was so considerate.
Leaving behind nothing but a pair of leather shoes, he spared Li Banfeng the hassle of cleaning up.
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