I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Wei Lang and Chen Jue moved forward in tacit understanding and blocked the panicked servant.

Wei Lang said in a low and stern voice: "Boy, I advise you to answer my question honestly. Have you ever seen a eunuch with strange behavior?"

The servant's body trembled violently, his eyes were erratic, but he bit his lips tightly and refused to answer stubbornly.

Wei Lang snorted coldly, a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly took out a special pill with a strange smell from his arms.

Wei Lang waved the pill back and forth in front of the servant and said coldly, "This pill tastes bad. Once you take it, it's like a thousand ants gnawing at your heart. If you still don't tell me, then you'll have a good taste of its power."

The servant looked at the pill, his pupils suddenly contracted, and deep fear appeared in his eyes, but he still kept his lips tightly closed, refusing to utter a word.

Seeing this, Wei Lang's face became even gloomier. Without hesitation, he reached out and pinched the servant's chin, trying to force the pill into his mouth.

At this time, Chen Jue folded his arms across his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Brother, you'd better think it through. If you confess now, you can avoid the physical pain. We don't mean to embarrass you, but this matter is of great importance and you can't hide it."

Beads of cold sweat began to appear on the servant's forehead, and the sweat slid down his cheeks. His body trembled like a leaf in the wind.

The servant struggled desperately under Wei Lang's grip, waving his limbs wildly, trying to break free from Wei Lang's control.

However, Wei Lang was extremely strong, and the servant's resistance was futile.

While the servant was struggling, Wei Lang took advantage of his unpreparedness and suddenly stuffed the special pill into his mouth.

The servant's throat choked and the pill instantly slid into his stomach.

Almost instantly, the servant's face became extremely painful. He covered his stomach with both hands, curled up into a ball, and let out a painful groan.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and his face was distorted in pain.

Wei Lang stood aside, looking coldly at the miserable servant, and said sternly: "Now, tell me the truth!"

The servant was lying on the ground. Although he was in great pain, he still tried to argue: "Sir, you really have the wrong person. I am just an ordinary servant in this brothel. I am not a Qing countryman!"

His voice trembled and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Wei Lang snorted coldly, staring at him with cold eyes, and said: "You have broad shoulders and strong limbs. This is not a physique that a servant can have. Although you deliberately concealed your words, some of your pronunciations can still be heard. For example, the pronunciation of the word "I" clearly has the accent of Qing Kingdom. I will never be wrong!"

Wei Lang's face was gloomy and his eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through the servant.

A trace of panic flashed in the servant's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, this may just be a coincidence. I am really innocent."

His body was shaking unconsciously and his voice was getting weaker.

Wei Lang took a step forward, squatted down, looked directly into the boy's eyes, and said firmly: "Coincidence? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? If you don't tell the truth today, don't even think about leaving alive!"

Wei Lang's voice was icy cold, with an irresistible majesty.

Chen Jue echoed, "If you tell the truth, there might be a glimmer of hope."

The servant continued to argue: "Sir, I really don't know what the characteristics of the Qing Kingdom you mentioned have to do with me. I am really not the person you are looking for."

His voice was filled with desperate cries and his body was shaking like a sieve.

Wei Lang shouted angrily: "Tell the truth! If you don't tell the truth, I have plenty of ways to make you talk!"

Wei Lang’s anger seemed to burn, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

At this time, the servant's psychological defense finally collapsed, and he said, "My lord, please spare my life! I only know the Southeast Drum Tower..."

Before he could finish his words, a sharp arrow came flying through the air and instantly pierced the boy's throat.

The servant died on the spot, blood splattered everywhere. The bright red blood spread on the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

Wei Lang, Chen Jue and Chen Jia were all startled and looked around quickly, but there was no sign of the person who shot the arrow.

The air around them seemed to freeze in an instant, filled with tension and danger.

Wei Lang gnashed his teeth and said, "Damn it, someone must not want him to tell the truth!"

His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.

Chen Jue clenched his fists: "Who is the person behind this? How dare he be so bold!"

His face was livid and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Chen Jia was horrified: "What should I do?"

Her voice trembled and her body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Wei Lang pondered for a moment and said, "Let's leave this place first and then make a long-term plan."

His eyes were deep, and he was already thinking about his next move.

Wei Lang had just finished speaking when a group of killers suddenly rushed out of the alley, each holding a sharp blade and with a fierce look on their faces.

Although Wei Lang knew martial arts, his skills were not very high. However, he still gripped the sword tightly in his hand, ready to meet the enemy.

Chen Jia approached Wei Lang without hesitation and said, "Wei Lang, I will protect you."

Chen Jue roared angrily and rushed towards the killer like an angry lion.

He flashed in front of a killer in an instant and punched him in the face. The killer's nose was bleeding and he staggered back.

Chen Jia waved the sword in his hand, forming sword flowers.

A killer stabbed fiercely, but Chen Jia dodged lightly by leaning sideways and swung his sword, leaving a long blood mark on the killer's arm.

Another killer took the opportunity to attack from the side, but Chen Jia seemed to have anticipated it. He turned around and kicked the attacker to the ground.

As for Chen Jue, his boxing skills were fierce and powerful, and each punch was powerful.

He hit one killer in the chin with a left hook and hit another killer in the chest with a right straight punch, and both killers fell to the ground at the same time.

However, the killers continued to come, and Chen Jue gradually developed some wounds on his body.

Chen Jia's swordsmanship became more and more fierce. Her eyes were focused, and every sword strike was fast and accurate.

A killer jumped high up and tried to attack from above. Chen Jia was not in a hurry. He squatted down and raised his sword upwards. The killer fell down with a scream.

With the help of Chen Jia, Wei Lang also tried his best to fight back against the killer. He was almost injured several times, and it was Chen Jia who helped him in time.

Chen Jia protected Wei Lang while they fought and retreated, and finally, the three of them came to a dilapidated little house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the house, another group of killers rushed out.

Chen Jia and Chen Jue did not retreat at all and fought hard again.

Chen Jia's swordsmanship is as fast as the wind, and every move is precise and deadly.

She rushed forward and stabbed the sword straight into the throat of an assassin. The assassin had no time to dodge and was killed on the spot.

Then, she spun around and swept her sword across the area, forcing back several assassins around her.

Chen Jue's boxing skills were extremely powerful. He punched at the killer one after another like a storm.

A killer swung his knife at him, but Chen Jue dodged sideways and grabbed the opponent's wrist. He twisted it hard and the killer's knife fell.

Chen Jue kicked him again and sent him flying.

The killers are closing in and the situation is very critical.

At this time, Wei Lang took out a flare from his arms and threw it into the sky with force.

"Bang!" The flare exploded in the air, illuminating the surroundings.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crazy laughter from the roof.

Everyone looked up and saw Gao Yan standing on the roof with a crazy look in his eyes. He shouted loudly: "Hahahaha, today is the day you die! Kill them for me!"

Following Gao Yan's order, the killers attacked Chen Jia, Chen Jue and Wei Lang even more frantically.