The Zheng family's descendants are everywhere in the imperial court, do you really want to end this with me?
The head of the Zheng family, summoning courage, said to Fang Er.
Heh heh, at this point, is there still room for negotiation?
Fang Er directly pulled the trigger, and the bullet mercilessly entered the Zheng family head's body.
Young Master Zheng the Second cried out in grief: Father!
But his father could no longer respond. His eyes were fixed on Fang Er's direction as he fell to the ground.
I'll kill you!
Young Master Zheng the Second drew the long saber from his waist and slashed at Fang Er.
Zhu Zi saw this, dropped his spear, and also drew a long saber, engaging him in a fight.
Ah!
A cry of pain came from behind Fang Er. He turned his head to see that, without him knowing when, some soldiers had already crept close.
Out of over three hundred soldiers, only twenty-odd remained. Yet, these twenty-odd individuals charged forward under a hail of bullets.
The other soldiers had either been killed by firearms and cannons or incapacitated by the sleeping powder grenades.
Those who charged in were all strong, able-bodied men.
Zhao Hu and the others could only draw their sabers to meet them. The previous cry of pain was from Liu Meng, who had been struck on the left arm by a soldier.
His two team members quickly shielded him.
In close combat, these team members, who came from farming backgrounds, were ultimately at a disadvantage.
Forty people against twenty-odd, and more than a dozen were taken down before all the soldiers were subdued.
On the other side, Zhu Zi and Young Master Zheng the Second were locked in a fierce struggle. It had to be said that this rich young master was not for nothing.
With Zhao Hu and the others, who had freed up their hands, joining the fray, Young Master Zheng the Second was ultimately given a fatal cut to the throat by Zhu Zi's saber, falling to the ground in his last moments.
We won! Young Master, we won!
Zhao Hu exclaimed excitedly, looking at the Zheng family members who could no longer stand before him.
It's incredible, the aristocratic families that were so unattainable are now wiped out by us?
Sun Zhou murmured.
What are you thinking about? This is just the main branch of the Zheng family; who knows how many collateral branches there are. But we don't need to worry about them. After the main branch is destroyed, the remaining remnants won't require our intervention; the hunting dogs waiting to feast will swarm in.
Fang Er finished speaking, stepped over the corpses on the ground, and walked into the Zheng mansion's main gate.
Zhu Zi quickly rushed forward, walking ahead and protecting Fang Er from behind.
For some reason, looking at the corpses and dismembered limbs on the ground, Fang Er felt no discomfort at all.
Could it be that he had a penchant for bloodshed?
In the courtyard, the old, weak, women, and children huddled together, screaming like they had seen devils as Fang Er and his group entered.
Don't come closer, don't come!
Demon, you are a demon!
Mom, I'm scared!
Who are you people, and why are you doing this!?
An old woman with graying hair stared at Fang Er and asked.
Fang Er completely ignored her. These people, who were usually aloof and oppressed the common folk, were merely beneficiaries of the system. They were not worth his sympathy.
Sun Zhou, with his ten subordinates, guarded the main entrance, while Fang Er led the others into the inner courtyard.
Unexpectedly, there were still people in the inner courtyard.
An old man sat in the middle of the courtyard. Seeing Fang Er and his group enter, though his expression was blank, his disappointed gaze betrayed him.
Although I don't know why this young master wants to destroy my Zheng family, the matter has come to this. This old man is willing to offer all of the Zheng family's assets, only asking for the women and children to be spared.
The old man slowly stood up, bowed to Fang Er, and said.
Fang is not a murderer. I am destroying your Zheng family only because you made the first move. As for the women and children, hand over the assets, and I will let them go.
Fang Er sat down in another chair with a bold posture, speaking to the old man.
Then please let them leave the mansion, and I will take you to retrieve the valuables.
Do you think I'm an idiot? You are an old man whose half-body is already in the grave. If they all leave, and you decide to go back on your word, I'll be at a great loss. I am the blade, and you are the fish. Once I have the valuables, I will leave. Otherwise, I will annihilate your entire family and then search for them slowly!
Fang Er gave him a disdainful look.
The old man's face contorted with struggle. After a long moment of hesitation, he finally spoke: Very well, please follow me.
With that, the old man tottered towards the backyard.
Passing by a rockery, the old man laboriously moved a stone, revealing a steel ring underneath.
As he pulled up the steel ring, a hole appeared on the empty ground.
A long flight of stairs sloped downwards.
The old man took a torch from the wall and descended the steps. The space inside was vast, over a hundred square meters, with chests piled up like small mountains.
These are the accumulated assets of my Zheng family over the years. Please, young master, spare the women and children outside.
The old man knelt before Fang Er.
But what no one noticed was a fuse clearly visible on the wall. The Zheng family had actually installed explosive packages in this treasure room in their madness.
Although he hadn't seen it, Fang Er smelled a hint of gunpowder. At first, he thought it was residual gunpowder smoke from the earlier confrontation.
Unconsciously turning his head, he saw a spark on the wall. His heart filled with dread, and he kicked at the old man. The old man, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, somehow possessed surprising agility and managed to grab Fang Er's leg.
With a sinister grin, he said, Hahahaha, stay and be buried with my Zheng family!
Fang Er tried to pull his leg back, but he didn't know the old man's strength was even greater than his. He held on tightly, preventing Fang Er from freeing his leg.
Zhu Zi, seeing this, was also terrified. He punched the old man's temple.
With a vital spot struck, the old man fell to the ground stiffly and passed out.
Fang Er quickly pulled his leg back.
Zhu Zi and Zhao Hu helped him up and sprinted up the stairs.
Hurry out! There are explosives below!
As soon as they emerged from the rockery, Zhu Zi shouted to the guards waiting outside.
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly ran towards the outside of the Zheng mansion.
Just as they exited the mansion's main gate, a deafening explosion was heard.
Then, they were swept by the shockwave onto the outer official road.
Fang Er felt as if someone had hit him hard in the ear. When he came to his senses, he saw his Fang family guards staring in the direction behind him.
Turning to look, the entire Zheng family courtyard had been blown to pieces. He couldn't help but feel a surge of horror.
These bastards, how much explosives had they buried beneath their own feet? Even the outer walls of the Zheng mansion were now covered in cracks!
Damn it, if the amount had been any larger, they would have likely been finished here this time.
Zhu Zi, check and see how the brothers are doing.
Fang Er said to Zhu Zi, who was still supporting him.
Young Master, only a few brothers sustained minor injuries, but they are all out of danger. They will be fine after a few days of rest.
Zhu Zi circled through the crowd and returned with the report.
That's good.
Fang Er finally felt relieved.