Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 116: Bringing the wolf into the house and killing Dong Yan instantly
The East Palace, as its name suggests, is located in the east of the imperial palace. It is not just a simple palace, but a huge piece of land. At this moment, due to the crown prince being poisoned and unconscious, it has been strictly blocked and has become a forbidden area in the palace that cannot be easily entered.

But Lin Daoren escorted Zhao Wumian through a small path and into the East Palace, but only a few guards came forward to question him for a few words before letting him go.

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly thinking that it was so smooth, Lin Daoren actually brought him directly to the East Palace...

But this is hardly good news.

The Eastern Palace hasn't just been infiltrated, it's become a den of thieves!

However, since they did not enter the Eastern Palace openly, but came from a small path, I guess the Eastern Palace has not yet been completely turned into a den of thieves, but it is estimated that it is not far from being turned into a den of thieves.

It is not difficult to guess who can do this...Eunuch Lin, the Grand Chamberlain who is in charge of the defense of the Eastern Palace.

If the prince wanted to be poisoned, Eunuch Lin was capable of doing it... Besides, he was just a gangster ten years ago, sneaking into the deep palace and lying dormant for ten years. It's not certain that he was loyal to the royal family.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian felt that the reason why he had to go deep into the palace and serve the royal family despite being a man was just for the arrangements at this moment.

Lin Daoren and three Imperial City guards escorted Zhao Wumian all the way to a remote palace.

No one cleaned the area in front of the palace gate. The clean white stone floor tiles were now covered with snow, but they were covered with dense footprints. There were also two armored guards holding spears standing in front of the palace gate.

After entering the palace, he saw four people standing inside. They were all guards holding swords. However, Zhao Wumian took a quick look at them and guessed that they were not at the level of masters.

But Zhao Wumian is a real master, and his strength is even greater than when he stole horses in Taiyuan. Even if in Dong Yan's eyes he was poisoned, he should not have such little defensive power.

Then Zhao Wumian saw that there was another person tied up in the palace.

The man had a pale face and was about the same age as Zhao Wumian. He was tied to a pillar with his hands tied behind his back. He looked like he was about to die, but he coughed occasionally to prove that he was still alive.

It seems that he is guarding this medicine jar, and I am just here by the way. He should be considered my cellmate.

When the cellmate saw Zhao Wumian wearing a steel chain and being escorted here, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and pretend to be optimistic, "Brother, you were also arrested? What's your name?"

"Zhao Wumian." Zhao Wumian thought this medicine jar was quite interesting and was in the mood to say hello to him at this time.

The cellmate probably wanted to raise his hand to salute, but he was tied up and couldn't move, so he could only nod slightly, "My name is Luo Changshou, I didn't expect to run into a cellmate here, it's really a wonderful thing in life."

"Your last name is Luo?" Zhao Wumian looked at the medicine jar for a few seconds, "Are you the prince?"

Luo Changshou blinked and shook his head, "I'm not your cousin..."

Before Luo Changshou could finish his words, Lin Daoren interrupted him coldly, "Your Highness is so leisurely and elegant, do you think we are nothing?"

The prince? Zhao Wumian frowned slightly.

Luo Changshou shook his head helplessly and could only whisper to Zhao Wumian: "Brother Zhao, although I don't know how you were caught, it's better not to anger them, otherwise you will inevitably suffer."

Lin Daoren snorted coldly and glanced at Zhao Wumian, but he was too lazy to say anything harsh at the moment. If Zhao Wumian came here, wouldn't he be able to be crushed by them?
He then gave a calm order to the guards around him, "I will report to my foster father first. You keep an eye on him. Zhao Wumian is estimated to be as powerful as Gui Kui. Even though he has been poisoned by the cartilage pill and the Qi-transforming powder, he should not be underestimated..."

The guards all nodded slightly. They put three knives directly on Zhao Wumian's neck and would not slack off.
But before Lin Daoren could finish his words, something strange happened.

Zhao Wumian suddenly raised his foot and kicked a guard from the Imperial City Division beside him in the waist at a very close distance.

boom!
Even though the guard had been keeping a vigilant eye on Zhao Wumian, he did not expect Zhao Wumian to be so fast and act so decisively.

He felt a numbness in his waist and abdomen, and his lower body seemed to be out of his control. Then he flew backwards like an arrow, hitting the wall heavily, shattering the wall into several cracks before he collapsed and fell to the ground, as if all his bones were broken. At the same time, the long sword in his hand flew high.

The other two guards showed a trace of surprise in their eyes, but to be able to work for Lin Daoren, even if they were not masters, they were definitely not mediocre. They immediately put the long swords on Zhao Wumian's neck and chopped him with all their might.

But Zhao Wumian was obviously prepared. He raised his wrist and flicked his fingers on the two steel knives. There were two "clang clang" sounds of metal clashing, and the long sword broke from the center on the spot. The broken blade flew out tremblingly and stuck upside down on the wall.

The two guards looked horrified. Didn't he take the cartilage pill and the Qi-transforming powder? Logically, he should be weak all over, and his internal energy has dissipated. How could he still have such a finger technique now! ?
Zhao Wumian did not give them more time to think. He suddenly swung his hands that were tied with steel chains, and the chains suddenly twisted around the neck of another guard beside him like a long whip, entangling him.

Then Zhao Wumian took advantage of the situation and stepped on the ground with one foot. He turned his body and twisted his abdomen, using his spine as a fulcrum to suddenly push against the man's shoulders. He pulled down with both hands, and with a click, the guard's neck was strangled on the spot.

Zhao Wumian took advantage of the twisting posture he had just turned and kicked the flying sword with his boots.

There was a loud 'swoosh' sound, and the long sword turned into a silver light, which pierced into the abdomen of one of the four guards who were originally guarding Luo Changshou in the blink of an eye. The force continued unabated, and the guard was nailed directly to the wall. His face was a little dazed, and he vomited blood. After a while, his head tilted and he died.

Everything happened at once, in the blink of an eye.

Including Lin Daoren and Dong Yan, there were only eight people in the field, and now three of them were killed by Zhao Wumian in the blink of an eye.

But this is just the beginning.

Zhao Wumian loosened his grip slightly, and the body of the guard whose neck he had strangled slid down powerlessly. Then the only remaining guard from the Imperial City Division only saw a flash before his eyes, and Zhao Wumian had disappeared.

Just as he was concentrating highly on being alert to his surroundings, his colleague who had just had his neck broken suddenly raised his arm, still holding a half-broken knife in his hand, and then the broken blade suddenly stabbed into his heart.

puff-

Blood flowed.

Be it martial arts, combat experience, or even this little psychological warfare, Zhao Wumian is far superior to them, so the result is naturally needless to say.

Lin Daoren's eyes were filled with horror, and his scalp was numb. He couldn't understand why Zhao Wumian had taken the cartilage pills and the Qi-transforming powder, but he was still so powerful? Could it be that this guy was in league with the queen? Did he not take the poison at all?
Although he is the right chief of the Imperial City Department, he can only be called a "white paper fan", that is, a military advisor. Although his martial arts are good, compared with Zhao Wumian who fought his way into the capital from Jin, the difference between him and the guards on the scene is just that he allows Zhao Wumian to use a little more strength.

He stomped the ground with his boots and fled far away, just as he was about to shout a warning. He could not defeat Zhao Wumian alone, but Dong Yan from the East Palace could join him, plus Eunuch Lin who was at the top of the martial arts world.

But the next moment his throat was suddenly strangled, and he saw Zhao Wumian appeared in front of him without knowing when. Although his hands were wearing steel chains, he still clamped his neck with one hand, and with the other hand, he pinched the two broken blades with his fingers. Then he took advantage of the situation and exerted force, throwing Lin Daoren heavily onto the floor tiles.

boom!
Lin Daoren's head hit the ground, and he felt dizzy. Just as he came to his senses, Zhao Wumian put one leg on Lin Daoren's neck. Then, in his incredulous gaze, he crossed his hands, pressed his fingers on the wrist chain, and applied a little force. With a crisp "click" sound, the fine steel chain broke on the spot.

Hearing the sound of fighting, the two guards guarding the door just ran into the main entrance of the hall. Before they could see what was happening in front of them, they saw Zhao Wumian raising his hand and throwing out two blades, which turned into a thin silver line in the air and pierced into the guards' necks.

After doing all this, Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes to look at Lin Daoren and smiled coldly, "Right Chief, I've already said it, I'm here to kill you."

Lin Daoren tilted his head and glanced into the hall, only to see seven guards lying in a pool of blood. Only one was left, Luo Changshou, who was so frightened that he dared not say a word but had an admiring look on his face.

How long has it been? Is there time to breathe?

Zhao Wumian was able to escort the legitimate princess until today, and he even dared to snatch the Prince of Jin's thousand-mile horse in the street. With such courage and martial arts, how could he be easily thrown into the Heavenly Prison?

You are letting a wolf into the house.

Lin Daoren gradually understood the reality.

(End of this chapter)