The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 596 Breaking in
Run out!
Nanako charged forward with all her might.

Ryota Miyoshi behind her had also given up on defending himself except for his vital areas, letting the priests cut messy wounds all over his body, and did his best to follow behind Nanako, blocking the arms that were about to grab her.

The priests don't want to hurt Nanako, and based on that, coupled with Ryota Miyoshi's desperate efforts, they might actually be able to help Nanako escape... if the priests are fools.

Ryota Miyoshi lacked experience; any experienced martial arts expert would not have made such a naive response.

Just a moment!
Several priests rushed in front of Nanako and forced her to stop by forming an impenetrable human wall.

Meanwhile, the other priests pressed forward, leaving Nanako aside, and launched a full-scale attack on Miyoshi Ryota!

Clang clang clang—Pfft!
A tsuba (sword without a guard) pierced through Miyoshi Ryota's left arm, lodging between his radius bones, and then was forcibly twisted!
Clang.

The knife in the left hand fell to the ground.

Before Miyoshi Ryota could break free of the tsuba (sword without a guard) pinning his left arm, several attacks landed on his right-hand sword.

clang!
The sounds of impact overlapped.

His right-hand sword was forcefully deflected by the precise, overlapping force, and then a long-awaited, unguarded sword pierced through his right arm. With a twist, the right-hand sword fell to the ground.

"Don't look back!"

Ryota Miyoshi roared, and Nanako in front of him forcibly stopped turning around, gritting her teeth as she tried to get around the priests blocking her way.

But no success.

Nanako had never practiced martial arts or experienced combat. She was slow and didn't know how to conceal her movements. She had barely taken a step when the silent priests blocked her way.

The encirclement gradually tightened.

"Uhhhhhh!"

Ryota Miyoshi roared and struggled wildly. The tsuba (sword) that had pierced through his arm cut down along the radius bone, and blood gushed out.

Pfft, pfft.

But in the next instant, more blades without guards pierced through his arms from all sides, and then with a forceful flick, they forcibly "suspended" him up.

A priest walked up to him, raised his plain white mask, and seemed to be looking at Ryota Miyoshi through the mask.

Ryota Miyoshi roared like a wild beast being hoisted up.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The priest did not speak, but silently and extremely slowly, as if executing a criminal, drew his unguarded sword from his waist and then very slowly pressed the blade against the man's heart.

puff.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through clothing, cut through flesh, and stopped at the ribs.

The priest slowly exerted force.

So the blade slowly separated the ribs.

"Uh ah ah!"

Ryota Miyoshi screamed and struggled.

"do not want!"

At this moment, Nanako finally couldn't help but turn around, let out a mournful cry, and rushed towards Miyoshi Ryota, exposing her back to the priests.

Snap, snap.

The priests suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Nanako's arms and twisted them behind her back, then delivered a precise palm strike to the back of her neck.

"Well!"

Nanako groaned, her consciousness fading instantly. In the last moment before losing consciousness, she managed to lift her head and look at the furious and roaring Ryota Miyoshi.

"Lyota-kun..."

Nanako fainted, and the priests who had caught her immediately hoisted her up and swiftly turned and left.

"return!!!"

Ryota Miyoshi screamed and struggled.

But the next moment, with a soft click, the bladeless knife severed his ribs, cut into his chest cavity, and headed towards his heart.

The courtyard was filled with pristine white priest robes. Ryota Miyoshi was suspended in mid-air, bathed in moonlight. Silence and screams mingled, and a chilling, furious killing intent flowed evenly. The blade slowly approached his heart.

Just then, suddenly...

A sword cry!
"You bullied my little brother!"

"Did you even ask me?"

True Qi explodes!

The soft sword, which should have been light and unpredictable, stood straight after being infused with a vast amount of pure true energy! Lu Wushuang descended from the moonlight, slashing down with both swords!

clang!
The tsuba (sword) that had pierced through Miyoshi Ryota's chest was cleaved in two by a single sword strike. The executioner took a step back and reached out with his hands in claws to grab at Shika Musou!

"Do whatever you want!"

Lu Wushuang sneered, kicked away the priest who was holding Miyoshi Ryota's left hand, and then kicked the katana that had fallen to the ground into Miyoshi Ryota's hand.

"Rise up! Kill!"

"Miss!"

Ryota Miyoshi drew his sword, forced back the priest who was holding his right hand, rolled on the ground, picked up the sword in his right hand, and charged into the group of priests like a madman, shouting at the same time.

"Nanako has been kidnapped!"

"understood!"

Lu Wushuang agreed, and the priest's hand was already reaching for her face. She snorted coldly, flicked her left hand, and the soft sword was withdrawn from her sleeve. Then she also curled her fingers into a claw and attacked back with a claw!
"Use your claws in front of me!"

scoff!

The two claws collided with a loud thud, and blood faintly appeared on Lu Wushuang's fingertips, clearly indicating that he had suffered a loss in terms of the strength of his muscles and bones.

But the next moment, her claws suddenly softened, filling the gaps between the priest's fingertips like a gentle breeze—and then she ripped them apart!
scoff!

Blood splattered as Lu Wushuang ripped off an entire hand!
"You don't know my name, so I'll tell you today. People in the Central Plains call me the Money-Grubbing Young Master, because I only care about money and not people!"

"As for why I have this name—"

Lu Wushuang suddenly advanced, forcing the priest who was retreating in pain, and suddenly revealed a ferocious smile that she had never shown to Li Miao before.

That smile seemed to be stained with blood, sending a chill down the spine of Ryota Miyoshi, who was standing not far away.

Lu Wushuang raised his palm, cleaving aside the priest's arm that was blocking his way. Then, he changed his palm into a claw, and with a whoosh, the soft sword emerged from his sleeve and was held in his hand.

"As long as the money is right."

Whoa!

The priest tried to block the soft sword, but the once indestructible sword suddenly crouched down like a snake, encircling his arm in circles until it reached his shoulder.

"No one is immune to being killed!"

scoff!

Lu Wushuang suddenly pulled!
The priest's arm was torn off by the soft sword like stewed ribs, revealing his complete, pale collarbone and arm bone!
The priest retreated again.

Lu Wushuang caught up again!
The soft sword was sheathed, and his hands formed claws and danced together, instantly tearing blood rain down on the priest!
Splash, splash!
Blood splattered!
Lu Wushuang had been restraining her manners in front of Li Miao all the way, but because Ji Tianrui had "snatched" Li Miao away from her, she could no longer suppress her anger. This official just happened to walk right into her trap!
In just a few breaths, the priest was covered in wounds.

The other officials surrounded Lu Wushuang and attacked him, attempting to relieve the siege by attacking Wei. However, no matter how murderous Lu Wushuang was, he would not trade his life for that of a seriously injured opponent and immediately withdrew.

As she retreated, she suddenly raised her hand.

Whoosh!
A cold glint shot towards the priest's face.

As an assassin from the Blood-Clad Tower and a friend of An Ziyang, how could she not carry hidden weapons?
A cold light shone on his face, and the priest was powerless to stop it.

Bang!
The plain white mask was shattered.

The face of a middle-aged man was revealed.

A face with very similar eyebrows and eyes to Nanako.

He was then smashed into a mangled mess of flesh and blood by a hidden weapon.

(End of this chapter)