Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Let’s go back to the incident where Feng Changsheng drew his sword and tried to assassinate Lin Zhuwei in the street.

The onlookers scattered and quickly hid in corners, or used things on the stalls to cover themselves, for fear that the fire on the city wall would catch on and affect innocent people.

Feng Changsheng from the Duke's Mansion is a well-known martial arts fanatic in the surrounding area, and his kung fu is quite good.

Among the crowd, some were worried about Lin Zhuwei, some were just watching the fun, and some were mocking and sneering.

But without exception, everyone was certain that Lin Zhuwei would not be able to escape today.

If he doesn't get skinned alive, he'll probably bleed and be disfigured.

It's a pity for such a pretty young girl. Why offend anyone else but this devil?

Feng Changsheng rushed towards Lin Zhuwei with a sword in hand. The sarcasm in her eyes made him very unhappy. He planned to kill her with one move and make her kneel down and beg for mercy.

There were groans of pity in the crowd, thinking that if the sword was thrust forward, blood would splatter several feet.

Who knew that Lin Zhuwei would not move at all. Seeing the sword approaching, she gently raised the silver needle in her hand.

Feng Changsheng actually stopped in his tracks. The sword was only an inch's length away from Lin Zhuwei's face, but he couldn't penetrate it.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what this skinny and weak girl had done to make the seven-foot-tall man unable to move in an instant.

Someone who was curious shouted, "Master Feng, why did you stop? Didn't you say you would let her have three moves? Why don't you fight?"

Feng Changsheng could only move his mouth and eyes. He was so angry that his mouth was twisted and his lips turned white. He wished he could tear Lin Zhuwei and those damned people to pieces.

He wanted to pull the sword back, but even after using up all his strength, he was unable to move at all.

Seeing this scene, the crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and couldn't help but rush forward and surround them.

"Haha, Master Feng, why don't you just start fighting! When did you become so compassionate to women?"

"Haha, how can he be gentle with women? His acupuncture points have been pressed and he can't move!"

"Hey, isn't this Master Feng known for being invincible? How come he can't even beat a little girl? Isn't this bragging too much?"

"How can Master Feng be defeated? He is simply not able to fight. The girl hasn't even made a move yet and he is already unable to move. This is really embarrassing!"

There were waves of excited sneers and ridicules from the crowd, especially those who had been bullied by Feng Changsheng, who were even more enthusiastic in their ridicule.

"Shut up! You damn poor bastards! I will kill you all!" Feng Changsheng was so angry that he cursed.

"Oh, can you still disregard the law in front of everyone? Is this how Duke Feng disciplines his own children?"

"Damn it!"

Feng Changsheng was furious, especially when he saw the undisguised sarcasm in Lin Zhuwei's eyes, he wanted to cut her into pieces.

"Are you looking for death? Come on!" Feng Changsheng roared, "Tear her into pieces!"

In an instant, a dozen thugs rushed out from the crowd, holding different weapons, and rushed towards Lin Zhuwei and Dao Xin aggressively.

The crowd cried out in surprise and quickly scattered, but the sharp voices of sarcasm increased instead of decreasing.

"Feng Changsheng! You are too shameless! More than a dozen people besieged a little girl. This is simply despicable and shameless!"

"Bah! This is an unfair victory! The so-called Duke's Mansion is nothing more than this!"

Someone quickly shouted at Lin Zhuwei: "Girl, run!"

"Yes! Girl, run! Don't lose your life for this! You can't defeat so many people!"

Everyone was worried and terrified, and couldn't bear to see Lin Zhuwei being beaten into a pulp.

"Beat her to death for me! If you can't kill her, cut off your own hands and feet!" Feng Changsheng roared viciously.

Lin Zhuwei snorted coldly, picked up a copper hairpin from the stall next to him and played with it in his hand, and took out a few copper coins from his sleeve pocket and threw them on the stall.

The stall owner had long been hiding in a corner, sticking his head out and shouting, "Young lady, you don't have to be polite. Just take whatever you like."

Everyone was shocked to see that she not only did not run away, but was in the mood to pick things. They were all impressed by her calmness.

The lackeys brought by Feng Changsheng didn't care about that. One of the thugs raised a big knife and chopped at them first.

Everyone gasped, unable to bear watching her body being torn apart.

"what!"

A shrill scream was heard, and everyone looked up, only to see that Lin Zhuwei had a cold expression on his face, and the copper hairpin in his hand had pierced the wrist of the man holding the knife at some point.

The big knife he was holding fell to the ground with a clang. His face was twisted in pain and he reached out to grab the silver hairpin.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were as cold as ice, her face darkened, and she pulled hard with her bare hands, and the copper hairpin was pulled out directly. Another shrill wail sounded, and the man covered his wrist in pain and knelt on the ground shaking.

When the other thugs saw this, they looked at each other and were trembling in their hearts.

Soon someone shouted angrily and rushed forward.

"Ah! It hurts me so much!"

There was another scream that resounded through the sky, and Lin Zhuwei's copper hairpin pierced the man's wrist once again.

The remaining thugs no longer dared to show off their bravery or underestimate the enemy. At the order from the leader, all of them raised their swords and attacked Lin Zhuwei.

There was a flash of cruelty in Lin Zhuwei's eyes. She picked up Dao Xin and spun on her toes. Her figure swayed rapidly. No one knew how she did it. All they could hear was a continuous wailing.

Then there was the loud bang of weapons falling to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, all the thugs were kneeling on the ground crying, with a bloody hole on their wrists without exception.

The shocking blood hole frightened the onlookers. How could this little girl be so cruel?

She was surrounded by more than a dozen people, holding a child, and not only was she not hurt at all, but those people couldn't even get close to her. Her martial arts skills were admirable, and her cruel methods were timid.

"Get out!" Lin Zhuwei glanced at the people kneeling on the ground and shouted coldly.

Some of the timid thugs ran away in fear, while others gritted their teeth, changed their hands, picked up the knife again, and rushed towards Lin Zhuwei.

"court death!"

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were filled with coldness. She snorted coldly, put aside her Taoist heart, and in order to avoid affecting him, she simply went straight towards the thugs.

A big knife came chopping at him, but Lin Zhuwei dodged it nimbly, stretched out her bare hands, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and his elbow with the other, and twisted them apart with force.

With a loud cracking sound, the thug's sword fell to the ground with a clang.

He screamed a few times, his arms hung down weakly, and he took a few steps back in fear before hugging his arms and wailing to the sky.

Dislocated.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were cold and pointed. If this wasn't a busy place, it would not only break his arm, but would also break his flesh and bones.

When the others heard his shrill screams, they dared not step forward and retreated step by step, holding their knives and shaking their bodies.

"Waste! All of you are waste!" Feng Changsheng roared angrily, his chest heaving violently, "If you dare to escape, I will beat you to death when I return!"

When the thugs heard this, they thought they were going to die anyway, so they might as well give it a try. So they gritted their teeth and fought with Lin Zhuwei with all their might.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes flashed with impatience, and she showed no mercy, her pretty figure quickly shuttling back and forth between them.

There was a series of crackling sounds, followed by shrill screams. In a short while, the thugs were lying on the ground, with either broken hands or cracked legs. There was widespread wailing and they no longer had any threat.

Each of them had a look of fear on their faces. The seemingly frail girl in front of them had such terrifying explosive power. If she hadn't had the intention to kill them, they would have turned into bloody corpses long ago.

"Get out!" Lin Zhuwei said coldly again.

This time no one dared to delay any longer. Amid Feng Changsheng's angry curses, those with broken hands and feet supported each other and rolled away in a miserable state.

Only then did Lin Zhuwei look at Feng Changsheng coldly.

The viciousness in her eyes made Feng Changsheng feel a little frightened.

"You...what are you going to do? I am the eldest son and grandson of the Duke's Mansion!" Feng Changsheng said angrily.

Lin Zhuwei snorted coldly and approached him step by step. She even took out a needle bag from her sleeve pocket and spread it out in front of him.

The countless silver needles shone coldly under the sunlight, causing Feng Changsheng to shiver.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Feng Changsheng's tongue was tied. He was too familiar with these silver needles. There were countless torture instruments in his darkroom, including a pile of silver needles.

If you want to torture someone, you just need to stick silver needles into their fingertips one by one. The process is both torturous and cruel.

The pain went straight from the toes to the top of the head, making people want to die immediately...

Feng Changsheng was scared: "You, you put the things down! In front of everyone, you dare to use lynching?"