Chapter 23 The Bully Mr. Huang
Chapter 23 The Bully Mr. Huang
To the west of the village, there is a small courtyard with earthen walls.
There were two steel forks and some nooses standing in the corner. This was a hunter's family.
The oil lamp cast a shadow on the window paper. The man leaned against the head of the bed, and the woman opened the box and took out something.
"Master, I will go to Pingding City to ask for a doctor tomorrow."
"This silver hairpin is an heirloom of the Wang family. You've been married for ten years, and I haven't bought you a decent piece of jewelry. How can you still use it... ahem..."
Before the man finished speaking, he started coughing violently.
The woman patted his back and choked up, "What's more important, things or people? If your injury is not treated, if something happens to you, how will my two children and I survive? Can this family still hold on?"
The man's voice was filled with despair: "It's all my fault for being incompetent. I'm sorry for you and the carp."
The woman was silent for a while, then said sadly, "This is all fate. People can't fight fate. The carp didn't believe it. He wanted to go out and explore the world. He seemed to be getting better... but he still lost to fate. The carp didn't make it through."
"It's all my fault. Liyu is gone, the Wang family's ancestral home couldn't be saved, and even my brother and sister-in-law..."
"Master, we won't fight anymore! Never again. Heaven has eyes, good and evil will be rewarded, and the Huang family will get their retribution. We will raise this child and leave a bloodline for my brother."
The man kept coughing because he had no money to see a doctor and the wound on his leg had become festered.
A figure climbed over the earth wall and landed in the yard.
He walked quickly forward, kicked the wooden door open, and rushed in.
The woman looked at the raised steel knife in horror and immediately picked up her two sleeping children.
"Who are you?" Li Hu asked in a trembling voice. He had some vague guesses, but still retained the last hope.
The masked man in black said, "Mr. Huang asked me to kill your whole family. Li Hu, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, remember not to give the wrong name when you get to the King of Hell."
Hearing the name of 'Mr. Huang', the woman was both afraid and angry: "The deed has already been given to the Huang family, what else does he want?"
The man with a broken leg sat up with difficulty and protected his wife and children behind him.
If his leg had not been broken, he could have picked up the steel fork and fought with the opponent. But now it was difficult for him to even stand up and he had no strength to resist at all.
It would be fine if he just died, but how could he bear to let his wife, children, and even his less than one-year-old nephew die tragically at the hands of the knife.
"Good man, good man, it was me who came to argue with Mr. Huang, it was me who offended him, you kill me, you kill me, please let the woman and the child go, this matter has nothing to do with them, please be kind and spare me, I will not complain even if I die under your knife."
The masked man sneered, "Li Hu, you are a good man and hunter known to everyone in the surrounding area. Aren't you awesome? Didn't you want to go to the Sun Moon Sect's Yunshui Hall to complain to Master Huang? Now you know how to give in, so why did you have to be the first to do so? Master Huang said that if you don't remove the roots, there will be endless troubles. He suffered a loss once, and he won't suffer a loss a second time."
Wang Meiduo hugged the two children tightly in her arms, tears in her eyes: "When Liyu came back, you coaxed him with sweet words, and he didn't care about Huang Wencai's revenge for stealing the Wang family's ancestral property. Now he is dead outside, you...why did you do such a ruthless thing?"
"As expected of Wang Liyu's sister, you are quite knowledgeable. You are right. Wang Liyu became the leader of the Sun Moon Sect. During the days when he came back, Mr. Huang was really scared. He was ready to pack up his gold and silver and run away. He didn't expect Wang Liyu to be so easy to deceive. Hahaha..."
Wang Meiduo said angrily: "Is there no law and justice in this world?"
The masked man in black laughed wildly and said, "In Meixi Village, Master Huang is the king's law and the justice of heaven. Did you just know this today?"
The woman pointed at the masked man and cursed: "You will be punished, the Huang family will be punished..."
The masked man saw that she was about thirty years old, wearing a straw hat and a cloth skirt, and looked a little haggard, but still quite pretty. Moreover, she had such a strong personality, which must be quite interesting. His heart suddenly became hot.
"Okay, I'll kill your husband first, and then I'll listen to you slowly. We can talk in detail all night."
A cold light flashed, and the steel knife was about to fall.
With a clang, the two swords collided, and the steel knife was instantly knocked out and fell to the ground.
The masked man felt numb in his palms and was pushed back repeatedly by the huge force. He first saw a plain black sword flash by, and then a young man appeared in the room like a ghost, standing beside him with extremely cold eyes, staring at him as if he were a dead person.
The masked man asked in horror: "You...are you a human or a ghost?"
How could there be such a fast sword and such swift body movements? He once attended a martial arts school and learned some punches, kicks and sticks before being accepted by Mr. Huang as the head of the guards.
But he knew that under the sword of the man in front of him, he didn't even have a chance to resist.
The man whispered, "I am a human, but you are a ghost in no time."
Li Hu had originally closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but suddenly he saw a man in the room with a sword in his hand. He seemed to be at odds with the killer sent by the Huang family. A glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
Wang Meiduo looked at the young swordsman's back and felt that he looked familiar.
The young man raised the black sword and put it on his neck.
"I ask, you answer."
The masked man immediately admitted his mistake, knelt down, and begged for mercy: "I know everything, please spare my life, hero."
"Where are the three houses of Wang Liyu's family?"
"Mr. Huang ordered people to level it. At that time, the villagers said that Wang Liyu was able to succeed because his ancestors chose a house with good feng shui. Huang...Huang Wencai became interested in it and wanted to take it for himself to improve the feng shui of the Huang family's descendants."
"Where is Wang Liyu's wife?"
"She's dead. But... I didn't kill her. Huang Wencai wanted to marry her as his seventh concubine, but she disagreed and killed herself. Her body was buried on Meiling Mountain."
"How many guards does the Huang family have now?"
"There are fifteen or sixteen guards, all of whom know some fighting skills. Hero, I can lead the way, and I can also tell you where the Huang family's gold and silver treasures are stored. If you spare my life, I will definitely be able to use it."
"Where is Mr. Huang tonight?"
"Three miles outside the village, beside the Plum Blossom Creek, there is a manor. Mr. Huang is there, and the guards are all in the manor. Hero, you can't beat four hands with two fists. I can trick those guards out one by one and let you kill them. This way it will be easy to break into the manor."
The masked man was very smart and guessed that the man in front of him either had a grudge against the Huang family or had a favor to the Wang family. In short, the local tyrant Huang in Meixi Village was in big trouble, and the days of the Huang family's tyranny were probably over.
He secretly observed while quietly putting his hands in his sleeves.
"You go"
"Sir, let me go?"
"Get out of here!"
The masked man walked around the gates of hell, was overjoyed, thanked repeatedly, and ran out quickly.
Zhang Yu took two steps forward, hooked up the iron knife that fell on the ground, and kicked it away.
puff!
The man stopped as he ran out of the room. He looked down and saw the tip of the knife breaking through the flesh in his chest and abdomen and coming out like a scarlet tongue spit out by a poisonous snake.
He did not feel any pain, but it was as if all his strength was drained away in an instant. The dagger hidden in his sleeve fell out, and his body fell to the ground.
He had killed many people, but this was the first time he experienced the feeling of being killed.
(End of this chapter)