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298 , Qi Laobing's ambition

Jinling, the old residence of the Lu family.

The sound of slapping and slapping resounded throughout the small garden in the backyard. Everyone in the Lu family hid near the garden door, listening with different expressions.

"Old man, please, please spare Yi Chen!"

"Father, Yi Chen has always been a good boy since he was a child. If he made a mistake this time, you should always make an exception and forgive him."

Outside the gazebo in the small garden, Lu Yichen was stripped of his coat, only wearing a close-fitting short-sleeve, and was kneeling straight in front of Mr. Lu with his head deeply bowed.

Under his knees, there were shards of glass, and dark red blood seeped from his knees, staining the trousers red.

"Hmph, good boy, do you really know what this good boy has done behind his back?"

Mr. Lu held a slender bamboo stick tightly in his hand, his old Chinese character face was full of anger, and he raised his hand to hit Lu Yichen's back violently again.

"He actually went to encourage Qin Long, the second son of the Qin family, to bring a group of foreign mercenaries to the countryside to commit murder!"

"Now Qin Long is detained by the military, and one of the mercenaries escaped, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Do you know what a disaster this has caused!"

Bamboo sticks fell like a torrential rain, Mr. Lu's mouth was red, and his whole arm was trembling slightly.

After all, he was old and frail, and when he noticed that his arms were numb, he turned his head and glared at the third master of the Lu family: "Lu Kang, come and beat me up, and teach me a good lesson for this wicked person!"

"Dad, I can't fight any more. If the fight continues, Yi Chen will not be able to bear it anymore!"

Lu Kang, the third master of the Lu family, was full of panic, and fell down on his knees in front of Mr. Lu with a plop, and said in shame, "If you always want to vent your anger, hit me. It's me, an uneducated father, Yichen!"

"What's the use of me beating you? Even if I beat you two trash to death, can it offset the anger of the Qin family?"

Mr. Lu gasped for breath while supporting his waist, and said bitterly: "I warned you a long time ago, don't play those petty tricks, but if you live or die, you don't listen!"

"Now the military not only wants to investigate the Qin family, but even our Lu family is also implicated by your wickedness. Your elder brother originally hoped to be promoted to the deputy department in the coming year, but now it is completely useless!"

Lu Yichen's face turned blue. Hearing this, his cheeks twitched a little, but he still gritted his teeth firmly and remained silent.

"Go to the ancestral hall and kneel. If you don't kneel for three days and three nights, you will never get out!"

Mr. Lu threw the bamboo sticks to the ground, then turned to look at Liu Yuanyuan who was trembling in the gazebo: "You are pregnant, I shouldn't have said anything serious."

"But remember, if you dare to bring food to Lu Yichen, I will drive you and your wife out of the Lu family!"

After the words fell, Liu Yuanyuan trembled with fright, her face changed color, and she nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Time passed by, and the sky gradually darkened. Lu Yichen was still kneeling upright in the garden path, and no one dared to go over and help him up.

"Master Yi Chen, according to the old man's instructions, you have to kneel in the ancestral hall..."

Lu Azhong sighed silently, walked over resolutely, and said to Lu Yichen who looked blank.

"Uncle Zhong, am I terrible?"

The corner of Lu Yichen's mouth twitched, and he said hoarsely, "Did I do something stupid?"

"Ugh……"

Lu Azhong shook his head, but did not respond. Lu Yichen gritted his teeth and supported the sharp glass shards on the ground, and finally stood up reluctantly.

He stood staggeringly, and smiled bitterly: "Why can't I handle a brat in the country?"

"Master Yi Chen, don't talk about it, let's go to the ancestral hall and kneel first, so as not to let the old man know, and it's time to make him angry again."

Lu Azhong supported Lu Yichen towards the ancestral ancestral hall deep in the backyard. Lu Yichen laughed bitterly and asked, "The Qin family must be mad?"

"It's not just that you're mad. In the afternoon, Mr. Qin came over in person and was furious. He wants our Lu family to give him an explanation."

Lu Azhong sighed: "Master Yi Chen, the old man still cares about you, otherwise he would have handed you over to the Qin family."

"But, as long as he is still in power for a day, I will be oppressed by him forever, won't I?"

After Lu Yichen finished muttering, Lu Azhong's old face changed slightly, and he quickly glanced left and right, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Master Yi Chen, it's better to stop talking nonsense and let's go."

"Uncle Zhong, when your eldest son was studying abroad, he lost a lot of money in gambling, right?"

Lu Yichen stopped, stared at Lu Azhong, and smiled meaningfully: "At the end of last year, someone informed me that our business was tampered with and made several false accounts..."

A drop of cold sweat oozed from Lu Ahzhong's forehead, and slowly slid down his pale cheeks.

His throat twitched, avoiding Lu Yichen's gaze, staring at the toe of the shoe with a dry smile: "These things have always been speculative things, who, who will really pay attention to it?"

"But I believed it. I even asked someone to investigate. By the way, I went abroad to find your eldest son and helped him settle some gambling debts."

Lu Yichen shook his head, smiled grimly, and said hoarsely: "Uncle Zhong, you said that this favor should be returned to me?"

He looked around the backyard under the night, and among the lights, there was only the rustling of caterpillar fungus, but no human voice.

"Under the table in my study, at the bottom of the second small cabinet, there is an injection."

After Lu Yichen finished speaking in a low voice, Lu Azhong's old face changed drastically, and he lost his voice and said in panic: "You, what do you want me to do..."

"Don't make such a fuss, I just need you to inject that injection into the old man's body after he falls asleep."

Lu Yichen smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, I won't kill the old man, it will only make him quieter."

"I, I can't...Master Yi Chen, you should find someone else, I, I have the right to pretend that I didn't hear you."

Lu Azhong's expression changed, but he finally shook his head.

"Oh, if you don't do it, I'll let those gangsters find your eldest son and force him to pay back the money."

After Lu Yichen finished speaking calmly, he didn't look at the shivering Lu Azhong again, and walked towards the ancestral hall: "Think about it, you still have a few hours."

Lu Azhong stood where he was, his old face was stiff, but his gaze kept changing with surprise.

After a while, he took a deep breath, bent his back, and turned his head to look in the direction of the old man's bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Azhong turned around and walked quickly towards Lu Yichen's small courtyard.

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Heizhou, Bamboo Forest Road Hall.

It has been a week since Daxia came back, and Taoist Cidu sat cross-legged outside the Taoist hall, not allowing anyone to come closer.

"Senior Sister, I contacted several small border countries and promised that if they believe in our evil punishment, they will send people to protect the safety of their citizens."

On the edge of the bamboo forest outside the main hall, Qi Laobing, who was wearing a black monocular mask, stood side by side with Ge Erwei. He told the results of his days of hard work, but the other party just nodded lightly.

Qi Laobing was a little unwilling, and asked in a low voice: "What are Master and Master Uncle doing?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, I will tell you too."

Galway said coldly without turning her head: "You want to control those small countries and live the addiction of the United King, I don't care."

"But if you go too far and cause big trouble, don't blame me for not reminding you, Master and the others are planning a big goal, so don't run into trouble."

Qi Laobing's expression froze, then he calmed down, smiled, and turned around in a hurry.

By encouraging those small countries to launch wars, he has collected enough black merit these days, and he only needs to work harder to be promoted to a high-level merit messenger.

Chen Youcai's challenging mission is doomed to fail, and Qi Laobing relieves his worries and starts planning his future goals.

After all, he is a bigwig who has been an underground overlord. After having tasted the taste of power, how can he be willing to be suppressed by Taoist Ci Du for the rest of his life?

Two days, less than two days left before the end of the challenge mission.

As long as the task is completed, he will order the warlords of those small countries to mobilize enough firepower to bombard this manor to the ground!

"Qi Laobing, come here."

Just as Qi Laobing was thinking about his thoughts silently, Taoist Cidu's call suddenly sounded behind him.

His heart was shaken, and he quickly put on a respectful look, walked around Galway and trotted all the way.

"Enter the palace, your master uncle has something to tell you."

Sitting cross-legged under the eaves in front of the hall, Taoist Cidu ordered with his eyes slightly closed.

Qi Laobing was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, nodded quickly, carefully pushed open the palace door, and got in.

He didn't know that this step was no less than stepping into the gate of hell.