socalfunplaces Chapter 118 Lu Xiaofeng: Don't stop me, I want to die together with Xu Qingya!
Chapter 118 Lu Xiaofeng: Don't stop me, I want to die together with Xu Qingya!
Chapter 118 Lu Xiaofeng: Don't stop me, I want to die together with Xu Qingya!
Names sometimes have a touch of "mysticism" to them!
For example, if someone named "Hao Qiong" applies for a finance job after graduation, the interviewer might give her a negative score upon seeing her name, and she could be eliminated on the spot.
The name Locke is rather strange; he could have done any other job, but he insisted on working for the government.
This name is really unlucky.
To make matters worse, Luo Ma's most active and vibrant years coincided with the reign of the late emperor, a time when sorcerers were everywhere and everyone studied divination.
Seeing a constable named "Luoma" (meaning "fallen from grace"), which superior would be willing to promote him? To be honest, Luo Ma had made many merits in his youth and had considerable ability to solve cases.
Unfortunately, a constable is just a constable; without a powerful patron, he can only hold a nominal position in the Six Doors.
Nominally a top detective of the Six Doors, he has never actually been to the capital and can only handle cases in other places. The more cases he handles, the more unbalanced he feels.
This type of person is most easily misled.
The Heavenly Mandate Sect easily bewitched Luo Ma, fabricated a death certificate for Yue Qing, and had Yue Qing design a large-scale den of iniquity, oversee the construction of the Paradise Tower, and carve printing plates for silver notes.
Yue Qing didn't want to agree, but his martial arts skills were too poor, and he had no choice. His daughter had been captured, and if Yue Qing didn't obey orders, the reputation of the Heavenly Mandate Sect would be ruined—
What would happen to a beautiful young woman if she fell into the hands of the Heavenly Mandate Sect? It's beyond description!
According to Yang Lianzhenjia's notes, the Heavenly Mandate Sect found a huge cave and asked Yue Qing to design a den of iniquity based on this cave, including a network of traps and mechanisms.
After the construction was completed, the songstresses carefully trained by the Heavenly Mandate Sect entered the Bliss Pavilion and quickly made a name for themselves.
Next, Lockhart successfully persuaded Boss Qian to steal the mold for printing the banknotes, and had Yue Qing secretly make a copy. Then, they mass-produced fake banknotes that were practically identical to the real ones, except for the serial numbers.
The paper and ink all came from Datong Money Shop.
The process of making counterfeit banknotes is exactly the same as that of making genuine banknotes. The only difference is that genuine banknotes have different serial numbers, and when genuine banknotes are issued, the silver is deposited into the account, while counterfeit banknotes all have the same serial number.
With a wealthy tycoon as an inside man and the Pleasure Pavilion, a notorious den of iniquity, as a cover, coupled with counterfeiting techniques that were flawless except for the serial numbers, this large-scale counterfeit banknote workshop began its frenzied operation.
Initially, they dared not adulterate the products.
Ninety-eight are true and two are false, and they will be shocked for a long time.
Realizing that no one could recognize them, these people grew bolder and bolder, increasing the adulteration rate to 15%. This number was so high that it was like dancing on a knife's edge, and they were only one step away from death!
In fact, the maximum allowable amount by the Heavenly Mandate Sect is five percent, but that's not enough to go around!
Locke wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, Boss Qian wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, and Boss Jia and the foreman also wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune. You mixed in a few, I mixed in a few, and the proportion of counterfeit goods exploded, quickly exposing the flaws.
Boss Qian thought, "We're all in the same boat, don't even think about leaving me behind!" This guy used his money to bribe the guards and take Yue Qing's daughter, Xia'er, away, using Yue Qing and his daughter as bargaining chips.
Luo Ma's plan was to make a quick buck and run away, destroy the Paradise Tower, use Boss Qian as a scapegoat, have Wu Yan impersonate Yue Qing's daughter, lead Lu Xiaofeng's investigation astray, and then take the opportunity to escape unscathed.
Unexpectedly, he fell for Lu Xiaofeng's feigned indifference, exposing even more flaws in his defenses.
Even more unexpectedly, Xu Qingya recognized the abbot of Yunjian Temple, Lai En, as the infamous Qiu Batian at a glance, and immediately started a fight, turning Yunjian Temple into ruins.
All the scheming has been exposed!
All secrets will be revealed!
Take off all your disguises!
They couldn't even manage to "kill them to cover their tracks"!
Boss Qian was far more decisive than Luo Ma had imagined. Seeing that Luo Ma wanted to kill him to silence him, he sold Luo Ma and the Blissful Pavilion without hesitation. He immediately opened the secret passage and led Tang Songting and Yin Tianzheng to break into the Blissful Pavilion through the secret passage!
Yin Tianzheng was just there to join in the fun and see his son-in-law!
Tang Songting was a true old hero. He didn't know about the counterfeit silver notes, but the other party was a demon from the Heavenly Mandate Sect who colluded with Qiu Batian. What else could he say? He picked up his pine-wood red-tasseled spear and started killing from head to toe!
Yin Tianzheng, who never admitted to being old and didn't want his old friend to gain fame alone, brandished his claws and fought his way in with Tang Songting.
Hua Manlou and Hua Baifeng followed closely behind.
Lu Xiaofeng blocked Luo Ma's retreat.
You fat bastard, I've disliked you for a long time!
Luo Ma said coldly, "Lu Xiaofeng, you've been poisoned with the Three-Day Heart-Destroying Powder. Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Luo Ma with a look of utter disdain, as if he were an idiot: "Are all the constables of the Six Doors incompetent?"
Do you even have a brain?
Locke roared, "Bullshit! Don't treat Flying Dragon Iron Horse like a bunch of good-for-nothings. I got to where I am today through my own hard work! I've solved countless cases!"
Xu Qingya scoffed, "That's absolutely right! I've never considered you all as good-for-nothings. This Flying Dragon Constable is the dragon bucket, and the Iron Horse Constable is of course the horse—"
Xu Qingya did not continue speaking.
Yue Qing laughed excitedly.
After bullying me for so long, it's finally your turn to suffer, you fatso! Thank goodness!
Here's the question: Why didn't Yue Qing create some powerful hidden weapons, like repeating crossbows, and fight his way out? Why was he so obediently imprisoned?
Because Yue Qing was not good at making weapons.
Everyone has their own area of expertise!
The two successors of the Lu Ban Divine Axe Sect, Zhu Ting is skilled in making precision parts, proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and can make powerful mechanisms and hidden weapons. When he is short of money, he will also make fake antiques, but he will deliberately leave marks.
Because Zhu Ting's craftsmanship was so excellent, his counterfeit antiques were also highly sought after on the black market. In some special cases, the fakes were even more valuable than the real ones.
Yue Qing specializes in civil engineering and is skilled in designing large-scale garden buildings, reinforcing river embankments, and building city walls. All the buildings in the Paradise Tower were designed by Yue Qing.
Zhu Ting is a mechanical engineer.
Yue Qing is a civil engineer.
If it had been Zhu Ting who was captured, he would have already copied the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Nineteen Divine Needles, the Heavenly Annihilation and Earthly Destruction Bone-Piercing Heart-Piercing Needles, the Fireball, and the Thunderclap Bomb, and used these powerful weapons to charge out.
Luo Ma glanced at Xu Qingya: "Xu Qingya is already half-crippled. Hua Manlou, Tang Songting, and Yin Tianzheng are attacking the Blissful Pavilion. Lu Xiaofeng, as long as I kill you with one sword, who can stop my retreat!"
Yin Susu complained, "Luo Ma, my brother doesn't like Jiang Long, but I despise you the most! You're too slow and indecisive, not like a swordsman at all! Other swordsmen would have already stabbed Lu Xiaofeng with their swords! All this whining just makes you look like a coward!"
Jiang Long couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yin, I haven't offended your brother, so why does he dislike me?"
Yin Susu comforted him, "My brother thinks you're acting strangely and don't seem like a good person. Officer Jiang, don't be angry. I think you're quite amiable. After you finish this case, you should be able to get along well with the Six Doors in the capital!"
Jiang Long thought to himself, "What the hell am I going to Beijing for!"
Luo Ma is doomed. I am now the most senior constable in the Jiangzhe region. In the constable profession, I am practically a local tyrant. If I go to the capital, I won't even be able to find a way to be a subordinate! I might as well stay here and be a pimp!
Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix!
Jiang Long is not a hypocrite with a strange and eccentric personality. He is a simple man who just wants to live a peaceful life. He hopes to find a job that pays well, is easy, and is close to home. He longs for a wife, children, and a warm bed. He has no desire to climb the social ladder.
Jiang Long bowed respectfully: "No need! Thank you for your kindness, Miss Yin, but I'm middle-aged now and just want to be with my wife and children. I have no desire to strive anymore!"
Lockhart: Who are you being sarcastic to?
Luo Ma had lost all his chips, leaving only his sword. He raised the sword and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, your Lingxi Finger is very powerful, but I am not afraid of you! Can you catch swords, spears, halberds, and soft swords?"
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Lu Xiaofeng signaled to Luo Ma to make a move.
Loma held his breath and drew his sword. His sword was a soft sword, three feet and six inches long. When it trembled, it was like a serpent, making it impossible to discern the trajectory of the sword. With just one thrust, it could pierce the enemy's heart.
"Lu Xiaofeng, taste my broken spurs!"
Luo Ma ran swiftly toward Lu Xiaofeng, his soft sword trembling up and down. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword changed seven or eight positions, changing with each tremor.
Lu Xiaofeng remained steadfast in his stance, patiently awaiting Luo Ma's sword strike. Regardless of the variations, this move was ultimately a "thrust," its essence remaining unchanged amidst countless changes.
"laugh!"
Loma decided to draw his sword.
He noticed that Lu Xiaofeng had closed her eyes.
This is his best chance, and also his last chance. If he misses, Lu Xiaofeng will seal his acupoints and send him to the Six Doors prison.
"Whoosh!"
The soft sword, like a long dragon, traced a magnificent and beautiful arc before piercing towards Lu Xiaofeng's chest.
When he used flying needles to kill Boss Qian, Luo Ma had seen Lu Xiaofeng make a move and calculated the speed of the Lingxi Finger. He was confident that this sword was faster than Lu Xiaofeng's!
UI!
A fleeting moment can decide life and death!
The sound of the sword cutting through the air grew sharper and sharper. A sinister smile appeared on Luo Ma's lips. He couldn't wait to see Lu Xiaofeng's blood splattered on the spot. Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng's index and middle fingers shot out and gently pinched the sword's blade.
The longsword pierced through the air with incredible speed, and the true energy, sword energy, and sword light attached to the blade vanished with a casual flick of Lu Xiaofeng's wrist. However, Luo Ma was using a soft sword. The front half of the sword stopped, while the back half continued to charge forward, and Luo Ma was also charging forward.
Lu Xiaofeng raised his left hand and flicked it lightly.
"laugh!
Finger force pierces the air!
"Snapped!"
A bloody hole burst open in Lockhart's head!
Loma's limbs gave way, and he collapsed.
Lu Xiaofeng shrugged: "A duel doesn't need to be fancy, it doesn't need to tear down houses, and it doesn't need to leave you covered in injuries. Just flicking a finger can decide the outcome."
Xu Qingya said calmly, "Well said! Once I've recovered from my injuries, I'll definitely use the Demonic Blade Technique to test Master Lu's Spiritual Finger. Don't worry, I'll only use the blade technique to test my Spiritual Finger; I absolutely won't use the staff technique!"
Upon hearing the first half, Lu Xiaofeng felt an urge to run away at the sight of Xu Qingya. It wasn't that he was afraid of Xu Qingya, but rather that the power of the Demon Blade Technique was too terrifying. Xu Qingya didn't seem like a martial arts swordsman; he was more like an ancient ferocious beast.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to fight the ferocious beast.
Upon hearing the latter part, Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously became interested: "Xu Qingya, I heard you're skilled in swordsmanship and leg techniques, and you're also good at staff techniques? What are the intricacies of staff techniques? Do you know the Dog-Beating Stick Technique?"
Xu Qingya chuckled, a smile that sent chills down Lu Xiaofeng's spine: "I'll find a mop or a broom, soak it in a century-old cesspool, and then swing it wildly at you. Could you catch it?"
Lu Xiaofeng, recalling the scene of gold flying everywhere, collapsed onto the ruins and vomited until he was nearly unconscious, almost spitting out his gallbladder: "Ugh! Xu Qingya, I'll fight you to the death! I'll fight you to the death!"
Xu Qingya ordered, "Susu, go find a hundred latrine cleaners and have them gang up on Lu Xiaofeng!"
Lu Xiaofeng ran away without hesitation!
He ran and cursed, the curses carried on the wind, the characters incomprehensible, only an endless loop of murmurs, a continuous murmur:
Beep be ...
At the same moment, inside the Bliss Pavilion!
Tang Songting and Yin Tianzheng went on a killing spree.
Tang Songting's weapon is a pine wood red-tasseled spear. His spear technique is fierce and ruthless, capable of locking a target's throat with a single thrust, showing no mercy. When it comes to slaying demons and monsters, Tang Songting never hesitates.
You could say Tang Songting is old-fashioned and too old-fashioned in some ways, but no one can deny his commitment to justice. Alone, with just a gun, he fought his way to becoming a renowned hero in the martial arts world, despite the negative influence of the Tang Clan.
From an "outsider" to "Hero Tang," and then to the venerable "Elder Tang," he is the leader of the righteous martial arts world in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He stepped over the corpses of countless demons and evil spirits to become the leader of the martial arts alliance in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and founded a martial arts family!
If Tang Songting says you're a bad guy, even if you wash it with the waters of the Three Rivers, you can't wash away your reputation.
A golden brand, comparable to Ke Zhen'e!
The only difference between the two is that Tang Songting is exceptionally, exceptionally, exceptionally good at fighting. In the original work, he is treated roughly like one of the "Five Greats" in Jin Yong's novels. He is also one of the Five Greats who travels around the world all day long and likes to fight for justice!
Long Chengbi, nicknamed "Snow Blade Prodigal," is a fearless rogue who runs away the moment he sees his father-in-law!
Within a radius of three hundred li, anyone who saw Tang Songting blocking the gate with a pine-wood red-tasseled spear and didn't immediately run away was either someone with a clear conscience or someone who had been kicked in the head by a donkey.
There are two last two possibilities!
A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!
They don't know Tang Songting!
The seven people in front of us belong to the last category.
They were disciples of the Red Sect of Esoteric Buddhism. Last night, they lost all their gambling money in a tortoise game. Taking advantage of this, Master Jia offered to recruit them. After being treated to delicious food, wine, and beautiful women, they decided to stay at the Blissful Pavilion. Little did they expect that before they even woke up, a gaunt old man would block their door and try to kill them!
"You old bastard, I'll send you to hell!"
The seven people formed a coordinated formation with the leader standing in front, and three people on each of their left, right, and left sides.
The seven people used their arms to transmit true energy, which could condense the power of the seven people into one, transforming them from ordinary second-rate masters into first-rate masters, and their palm power was even more surging.
Tang Songting raised his spear, a smile suddenly appearing in his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders, and with a shrug, the pine-wood red-tasseled spear thrust forward like a venomous snake. The eldest brother, like a deflated balloon, slumped softly to the ground.
Having landed a successful blow, Tang Songting's legs seemed like unyielding pillars, not moving an inch. He didn't have light footwork, but his body moved more nimbly than a cat, his hands moving in a flurry of six shots!
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
All seven Tantric disciples turned into corpses.
This is Tang Songting's marksmanship.
First stab the throat, then stab the chest.
Three punctures between the eyebrows, four punctures on the lower abdomen.
Five stabs to the throat, six stabs to the chest.
Seven tuckings between the eyebrows, eight tuckings in the lower abdomen.
There were no fancy tricks, just a clean and crisp shot. Killing someone only required one move; just pierce the enemy's throat, and the enemy would fall dead to the ground.
That's exactly what Tang Songting did.
With over fifty years in the industry, he has never made a mistake.
This extreme martial art, similar to the art of drawing a sword, drawing a blade, or the "spiritual finger" technique, means death if it is missed!
No one will give them a second chance.
"Being alive" is the best proof.
Because he is alive, he never makes a mistake!
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