The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 86: Fuwei Escort Agency Shrouded in Terror
A thin layer of clear light filled the blue brick and black tile Fuwei Escort Agency. Under the quiet night, the once glorious agency was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

Outside the gate, on a ten-meter-high flagpole, a lion with bared fangs and claws and a mighty look was embroidered in yellow silk thread, and above the lion's head, a pair of flying bats embroidered in black silk thread were flying with their wings spread.

In the middle are embroidered four large characters "Fuwei Escort Agency", which look very impressive and imposing.

It's a pity that the flags that used to flutter in the wind are now deaf and listless, without any spirit, just like the Fuwei Escort Agency at this moment.

"what!"

At the first quarter of the evening, a shrill scream was heard and a black shadow flashed by. Escort Captain Zhao, who had just walked out of the escort agency's gate, had his head chopped off.

Blood gushed out and splashed on the flagpole, leaving spots that were very eye-catching.

"I have said that no one should cross that line."

"Anyone who crosses the line will be killed without mercy. He is a role model!"

Waves of sounds like night owls spread throughout the Fuwei Escort Agency, sharp and piercing, giving people goose bumps and a sense of fear welling up in their hearts.

I don't know what evil star I have offended, but in the past few days, Fuwei Escort Agency has been in trouble one after another. Many escort leaders have died in extremely tragic ways, and even their families have not been spared.

For a time, people panic.

Inside the main hall, Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency, had a gloomy face, and the fragrant tea that had been prepared on the table had already gone cold.

"Captain Zhao is dead."

"As soon as he walked out of the door, a dark shadow flashed by and Zhao Biaotou was beheaded."

A servant in a coarse shirt rushed in hurriedly, his eyes revealing an unshakable fear, and said in a panic.

Aunt Qian, Aunt Liu and others in the kitchen were killed this morning when they were buying vegetables. They died at the back door, only ten steps away from the Fuwei Escort Agency. Now the powerful Escort Captain Zhao is also dead.

"What? Captain Zhao is dead too?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhennan's heart sank, and a feeling of despair surged in his heart. He slumped down on the armchair, his eyes dull and dazed.

Escort Captain Zhao is the most powerful among the 84 escort captains of the Fuwei Escort Agency. He is a fifth-rank martial arts expert and has practiced the Thunder Palm for many years. He has gone through many storms and waves. But I didn't expect this.

"My dear, the men in black are killing people openly, and the prefectural government, the garrison, and the royal guards don't care?"

"During festivals, our Fuwei Escort Agency gave them a lot of money?"

After changing to a cup of boiling hot tea, Mrs. Lin, who was wearing a blue and red double-breasted silk dress and had a plump figure, asked nervously.

The Fuwei Escort Agency is located in the Xicheng District of Fuzhou Prefecture. In the past, it was bustling with people, and countless dignitaries came to visit. But now that something happened, no one offered a helping hand.

Even the major government offices in the city pretended not to see anything and allowed the mysterious man in black to slaughter the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Governor Cai will leave office in two months."

Lin Zhennan let out a long sigh and said something incomprehensible. He then said nothing more, but the despair and regret in his eyes became more and more intense.

Fuwei, Fuwei, Fu comes before Wei. The chief escort Lin Zhennan's aptitude in martial arts is not very good. He has practiced martial arts for many years but he is only at the fifth level of martial arts, neither higher nor lower.

In order to develop the Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Zhennan has used money to pave the way over the years, talked and laughed with great scholars, made friends with dignitaries and people in the martial arts world, and was successful in everything he did.

As a result, the Fuwei Escort Agency was booming, with influence spread across the two capitals and thirteen provinces. It seemed to be becoming more and more prosperous, which gave Lin Zhennan an illusion.

Many years have passed, and Lin Zhennan, who made his name as a martial artist, has forgotten that this is a world where great power belongs to oneself and force is the guarantee of everything. Without tremendous force, everything is just an illusion.

Even a bat can't protect a person who has a treasure! "Husband, we only have one son."

"How about we send Pingzhi to Luoyang, where my mother's family is?"

As if she had figured it out, Mrs. Lin, who knew she was doomed, was silent for a moment, then she twisted the handkerchief in her hand and spoke anxiously.

For Mrs. Lin, she obeys her husband after marriage and obeys her son after her husband's death. Her son Lin Pingzhi and her husband Lin Zhennan are everything to her. As long as they are safe, everything is fine.

"The enemy's martial arts are unfathomable. Even Zhao Biaotou is no match for him."

"If we really travel thousands of miles to Luoyang, we might die on the way!"

As the chief escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency, the sophisticated and smooth-talking Lin Zhennan still has some brains, although not much.

It is better to resolve a feud than to create one. The most important thing at the moment is to find out the identity of the enemy and see if the grievances between the two sides can be resolved. Can money be used to buy his life?

If it really doesn't work, Lin Zhennan can only take a gamble and use this unsuccessful method, hoping that his son Lin Pingzhi can escape.

"Who is this person? Why does he have such a deep hatred for our Fuwei Escort Agency? He even didn't let Aunt Qian and Aunt Liu go?"

"This is a plan to kill them all."

……

At the same time, at the Fuzhou government office a few miles away from the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Sir, according to the information obtained by the Jinyiwei, the mysterious person who targeted the Fuwei Escort Agency this time is Yu Canghai from the Qingcheng Sect."

"Half a month ago, the young escort leader of the Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Pingzhi, stood up for justice and accidentally killed Yu Canghai's son, Yu Renyan. Since then, the two families have become enemies."

Wearing a Dongpo scarf and a black silk robe, Master Zhao took out the newly obtained information from his arms, handed it to the prefect, and said calmly.

"Humph! A bunch of Jianghu people, so bold."

"If I were not about to leave my post and go to the capital to take up my new post soon, how could I allow you to be so presumptuous?"

After taking a rough look at it, Magistrate Cai, who was wearing a black gauze hat and a green official uniform, placed the information on the desk, slapped the mahogany table, and said angrily.

As a scholar, especially a weak scholar, Magistrate Cai was jealous and at the same time disliked those crude warriors who wielded swords and sticks all day long.

"Sir, get the money from Fuwei Escort Agency first. Then, you can take revenge in any way you want."

After looking around, Master Zhao said in a low voice.

"Silver? Their appetite is too big. I have worked hard to save silver for several years, but now they have to give it away. This really makes me angry."

Thinking of the silver, Prefect Cai became furious, and a trace of gloom flashed in his ink-black eyes.

One year to clear the prefecture, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver.

While serving in Fuzhou, Prefect Cai amassed wealth through various means and accumulated a considerable amount, but it was still not enough to feed the officials in the Ministry of Personnel.

In order to get a good position, Governor Cai had no choice but to plunder as much as he could. It happened that the Fuwei Escort Agency had an accident, so how could he let such a big piece of fat meat fly away?

Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng Sect is the knife in the hands of Prefect Cai and others. Revenge can be taken, but the money cannot be taken away. This is the attitude of all officials in Fuzhou Prefecture.

(End of this chapter)