Chapter 439: He who kills will always be killed

"My lord, should we continue?"

Jiang Mansion.

The heads had been buried, everything in the room had been replaced with new ones, but a stench of blood still lingered at the tip of the nose, unable to be dispelled.

Jiang Tu's face was livid, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably, his expression twisted like a monster.

"Continue! Naturally, we must continue!"

He gritted his teeth.

"I haven't shouted stop, no one is allowed to stop."

"But..."

"But what. On weekdays, you rely on my power to enjoy glory and wealth. Now that I need you to exert effort, it's just a few people dead, and you start to retreat. I tell you, since you got on my boat, don't think about getting off. From the day you relied on my power to act recklessly, you should have been prepared to lose your life."

The dagger is revealed!

Seeing that all the lackeys had become expendable materials in Jiang Tu's eyes, the lackeys naturally couldn't help but think more. Think about how many more days their heads could be preserved.

Jiang Tu had no foundation at all; the only thing he could rely on was the old Emperor.

However, the old Emperor clearly wanted to watch a show, just wanted to watch dogs bite dogs.

Competing in wealth, perhaps Jiang Tu still had the strength to compete. Now it's a fight for life; everyone in Jiang Mansion could only be pressed to the ground and beaten by the Marquis's Mansion.

The foundation of the Marquis's Mansion is absolutely not something Jiang Tu, who has only been wealthy for a mere ten years, can compare to.

This is a battle whose outcome was determined from the beginning.

Without suspense, and even without twists and turns.

However, Jiang Tu is like a gambler, his eyes red from gambling, not only wanting to put all his hole cards on the table but even wanting to borrow money to gamble.

The lackeys were in a state of anxiety, each with their own thoughts.

Asking them to betray Jiang Tu, they would only die faster.

They could only bite the bullet and continue.

Chen Guanlou was wiping the bloody knife with a handkerchief, with several corpses lying beside him, his mood indescribable.

This mad dog Jiang Tu not only poisoned the Marquis's Mansion's industries but also aimed his knife at the Chen clansmen.

Chen Guanlou, with his reputation, was the first to be targeted.

On this road home, he had already killed three waves of people; one by one, they rushed up as if they didn't want their lives, becoming souls under his knife.

Having finally returned home, the clan notified a big meeting, requiring everyone to try not to go out until the matter was over. Stay at home if you can.

Whatever needs to be purchased, report it to the clan, and the clan will purchase it uniformly.

Jiang Tu's people are bold, but they don't have the guts to rush into the Marquis's Mansion's territory to kill; they only dare to act when everyone goes out.

"The Heir said that this dispute will soon come to an end, so let everyone not panic. Anyone who is implicated and loses their life because of this, the Marquis's Mansion will take responsibility, be responsible for the funeral arrangements, and issue pensions. The Marquis's Mansion will also organize guards to patrol and protect everyone's safety. The clan also needs to send people; every household, according to the head count, will organize and patrol in shifts day and night to ensure there are no dead ends."

A lot was said at the big meeting; the core was how to protect everyone's safety. It requires both self-protection and everyone uniting to guard their home together.

Chen Guanlou belongs to the young and strong; he is duty-bound and joined the clan's guard group, serving as a team leader. There are five people in the group, plus him, exactly six.

The first shift was arranged in the middle of the night, patrolling the periphery.

The team members suspected that someone in the clan was deliberately making things difficult for them.

"We don't have martial veins, we only know a few fake moves; arranging for us to patrol at night is fine, but we also have to be responsible for the periphery. Who doesn't know the periphery is the most dangerous. If that bunch of mad dogs kills their way over, the first to suffer will be the people responsible for patrolling the periphery."

"Must tell the clan clearly, such an arrangement is inappropriate. This is playing with our lives."

"Fine, this is a shift; no one can escape, everyone has a share. Tonight, we aren't the only group patrolling the periphery." Chen Guanlou scolded the dissatisfaction of the crowd.

The clan's shift arrangement was generally considered fair. It's just that their group was not very lucky and was arranged on the first night. There was no experience to draw from.

Chen Guanlou looked at his team members. "Disperse first, go back to eat. When night falls, gather at my house. I will lead everyone to patrol. With me here, I guarantee everyone's safety."

"Chen Guanlou, don't talk big."

"Brother Lou, I know you practice martial arts every day. But you are just an ordinary martial artist without martial veins; no matter how strong you practice, you can't compare to those martial artists with martial veins. How can you protect us."

Chen Guanlou's eyes sank. "I said I can protect you, so I can protect you; do you believe me?"

No one made a sound.

Everyone was shocked by his eyes. Even so, a sense of confidence inexplicably arose in everyone's hearts, and this confidence came without any basis.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Chen Guanlou said: "If you believe me, don't talk nonsense, hurry back to eat, and bring some dry food with you. You follow my orders, and tonight I guarantee everyone will be safe and sound."

"Fine, I believe you once."

"Brother Lou, this is what you said; our lives are all in your hands."

Everyone dispersed and went home to eat.

Chen Guanlou also went home and ate with Sister-in-law Chunxiang's family, not cooking his own stove, saving time.

He was sharpening his knife.

To deal with Jiang Tu's people, there was no need for a big knife. A big knife drinks too much blood, the smell of blood is too heavy, and once it leaves the scabbard, it will definitely be seen as extraordinary.

Tonight, he planned to use the sword issued by the Heavenly Prison, sharpen it, so that it would be sharp enough and effortless enough when killing.

His face was gloomy, his temperament was gloomy, and the children of Sister-in-law Chunxiang's family were so scared that they didn't dare to get close. The youngest one was even scared to the point of crying loudly.

Only then did he realize the problem and hurriedly restrained the terrifying aura all over his body. He wanted to coax the child, but the child cried even louder when he approached.

Fine!

He'd better consciously stay away.

These few days are not suitable for getting along with children.

After eating, the team members arrived at his house on time; not a single person was late, and no one came up with an excuse to be lazy.

"Everyone is here, start patrolling!"

Led by him, walking at the very front, a group of six people began to patrol around the periphery of the Marquis's Mansion's territory.

The hour was still early, and people could still be seen moving on the street.

Once the curfew hour arrived, not even a shadow of a person could be seen on the street. Even the Five-City Patrol and Command Department and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, who usually appeared, disappeared without a trace.

It seemed they disappeared on purpose, leaving enough space for both sides to fight.

Chen Guanlou sneered.

He just said why Jiang Tu suddenly went crazy; it looked like it must be the old Emperor's idea. Otherwise, the Five-City Patrol and Command Department and the Embroidered Uniform Guard couldn't have cooperated so well, clearing the place on purpose.

Swish!

The blade edge came from top to bottom, rushing straight at the crowd.

The team members hadn't reacted yet, and the knife in Chen Guanlou's hand had already left the scabbard.

Metal collision.

Bang!

Heavy objects fell to the ground, blood splashed.

The team members were scared stiff and didn't move; it was the first time they had encountered such an urgent and bloody situation, and everyone didn't react at the first moment.

"Whose blood?"

"Am I dead?"

"Not dead!"

Chen Guanlou specifically changed to a dark blue handkerchief and gently wiped the blade. "Continue patrolling!"

"Brother Lou killed the enemy!"

"Brother Lou killed a martial artist?"

"Brother Lou can actually kill a martial artist."

"Brother Lou didn't lie!" ===== CHAPTER 440 =====