As soon as Fang Yu ntioned the words "Rebel Army," the thief's expression changed dramatically.
His deanor visibly turned to one of terror.
"Officer, officer! I'm innocent! I'm innocent! I'm not with the Rebel Army, I have nothing to do with them!!"
Despite knowing it was futile, the person continued to struggle desperately, as if being scared from the bottom of his heart.
What, is the Rebel Army like a prehistoric beast, just ntioning them sends people into such fear?
"Cao Fubi! Which people from the Rebel Army have you been in contact with, and how did you connect with them? Confess now while there's still ti. Once I use my thods, confessing will be useless."
After all, Fang Yu had once been an acting captain of the Foolish Underworld, so he could easily use such words.
This thief was clearly taken aback.
First, it was the authoritative presence that made the thief think the newcor was from the Foolish Underworld.
Then, by accurately ntioning his na and the na of the Rebel Army, it was as if they had been tailing him for so ti, evidence was conclusive, only waiting to arrest him, making the thief nervous and uneasy.
At this mont, the thief was truly shocked and had no idea to what extent the other party had investigated, feeling as if even his underwear had been stripped away.
"Officer, officer..."
The thief's legs went soft, just about to say sothing, when suddenly he heard a rush of footsteps coming from the door.
The thief felt a glimr of hope, hurriedly looking towards the door, but what appeared in his vision was a group of brothel guards holding a bunch of wooden sticks and spears.
"They really did co to cause trouble!"
The brothel keeper's sharp voice almost resonated throughout the entire brothel, it was so piercing that even Fang Yu wanted to cover his ears.
"Go! Beat them out for !"
Gui Gong shouted, and the ten or so brothel guards under him rushed towards Fang Yu.
[Qing Maidong: 15/15.]
[Wei Ruran: 18/18.]
[Ge Haiyang: 22/22.]
[...]
Fang Yu looked at the health points of these people and just felt like he had turned into so kind of evil big boss, about to lay a heavy hand on these little lambs...
He placed the thief on the ground, with a bang, pounding him half-unconscious in pain, then Fang Yu faced the few rushing in, protecting Ding Hui and the two won behind him.
The first one to rush in was Qing Maidong with 15 health points.
Qing Maidong was trying hard, with a machete in hand still stained with dried blood.
Regardless of whether it was sharp or not, at least holding it was quite intimidating to ordinary people.
After all, a blood-stained weapon ans it has chopped soone, maybe even killed soone, which is quite terrifying to most people without martial arts skills.
But in front of Fang Yu...
He directly stretched out his right hand, grabbing Qing Maidong's throat, then swung him upward.
Whoosh!
Qing Maidong just felt his vision blur, and suddenly his feet left the ground, and before he knew what was happening, his head got stuck into the ceiling, erging from the wooden floor on the third floor, bleeding profusely, almost passing out.
"Ahhhh!"
In the room on the third floor, soone was still present and scread with horror upon seeing a head suddenly erge from the floor, fleeing outside.
As Qing Maidong felt the sha of not being able to defeat the enemy and ending up in such an awkward situation...
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One after another, his companions erged like playing whack-a-mole, heads popping out of the surrounding floor.
Their bodies were hanging from the second floor ceiling, heads poking through the wooden floor of the third floor, all stuck there, neither up nor down...
And all with similar force, just enough for their heads to co out, bodies stuck there.
After the chaos and cries of pain subsided, the companions all realized that the surrounding heads were all from their own group, looking like they were sprouting from the ground...
And although they were in trendous pain, it hadn't really ended their lives.
"I feel... I'm pretty much on par with the guy downstairs."
One guy, despite his head being bloody, tried to maintain a deep expression and said in a low voice.
Qing Maidong really wished he could find a way to free up a hand to clear away the wood chips from his hair before saying such things.
The commotion downstairs continued, indicating that aside from these unfortunate ones, the battle below was ongoing, though they couldn't see it anymore.
"Pain, pain, pain! It hurts a lot, but it's not fatal, which ans this guy's strength is just average, if Lord Xian were to act, he'd surely settle him..."
Bang!
Suddenly, a head erged from the adjacent floor, and it was none other than the Lord Xian just ntioned, the Gui Gong of this brothel.
"Lord Xian?!"
"How could it be..."
The 'planted' heads on the third-floor board all exclaid, except for Gui Gong, who pretended to be unconscious and imdiately played dead.
He couldn't help it, it was humiliating.
Initially, when he saw his n charge forward, although they were beaten in a ss and had no match for the enemy, all of them were still able to moan, so he felt this guy's strength was diocre.
With his skills far surpassing that of his subordinates, and his martial arts honed in gangs from earlier years, dealing with this guy should have been easy.
Then, he got taken down in seconds.
Just like his subordinates, in an instant, he was sent flying, crashing into the third-floor board, becoming one of the 'head seeds.'
From below, these subordinates stuck in the ceiling looked quite awkward, flailing around but unable to pull themselves out.
At the ti, Gui Gong thought his subordinates were useless.
Now it's his turn to be like this, and he realized, it's indeed tough to be stuck there, neither up nor down, and without help, it's really hard to get free.
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