Chapter 72 Tian Heng Died Miserably! Robbing the Lord of Liucheng Chapter 72 Tian Heng Died Miserably! Robbing the Lord of Liucheng

Tian Heng screamed.

Sad? A little.

However, his wife was the daughter of the black-robed gang boss in front of xuanwu city, and he married him for the benefit of the other party.

This son was his own flesh and blood, but he was neglected from a young age. He had grown up to be a waste.

Therefore, he did not have deep feelings for his wife and son. What he really loved was another illegitimate child, a child who was only four years old.

The child’s mother was a very weak and kind woman. After being ravaged by Tian Heng, she gave birth to a son, and then the mother and son were secretly raised.

All his love was devoted to that little son.

Even for his own safety, Tian Heng never went to this woman in public and hardly let anyone know about the existence of this little son.

So, Tian Heng was sad to kill his wife and son, but more of it was the pain of failure, the pain of being played with.

How many times?

He had never won since he met Shen Lang.

Losing again and again, being trampled on again and again.

This kind of pain is almost exploding.

Just now, the pleasure of revenge was as satisfying as it was now.

“I’ll kill you, I’ll break you into pieces, into pieces…” Tian Heng rushed frantically towards Shen Lang.

He didn’t care about anything. He just wanted to kill Shen Lang, even if they all died together.

But the next second.

He stopped living!

Because he saw a weak woman holding a little boy over four years old.

The child was still asleep.

This woman was a woman who was raped by him and then kept in a golden house.

A weak and kind woman.

This child was his favorite illegitimate child.

There was no blade or ax, no coercion.

The woman held her son in her arms and stood timidly by the side, looking at Tian Heng with fear and hatred in her eyes.

Tian Heng stood there in pain, motionless.

I don’t know if I should move forward or retreat!

Behind Shen Lang stood a dozen masters from Count xuanwu’s mansion, and Jin Mulan was standing by the side.

Tian Heng’s greedy eyes fell on his son’s face, even though he was still sleeping.

After a long while, Tian Heng tore off the mask on his face, revealing a face disfigured by sulfuric acid.

It should be painful.

But he didn’t respond.

At this moment, he almost lost his pain.

Then, he calmed down and waved at the woman, “You take your son to the side.”

The weak woman obediently carried the child and hid in the darkness. Tian Heng could not see her, nor could he see Tian Heng.

…

Tian Heng quieted down.

He looked at Jin Mulan and said, “I heard that miss jin is very good at martial arts. Tian Heng wants to learn something.”

Jin Mulan said, “Please!”

Tian Heng raised his knife again, full of arrogance.

At this moment, he was just like a real overlord.

At this time, he was no longer a powerful lackey, but a martial arts master.

“Kill!”

Tian Heng gave a loud roar.

His figure flashed out like lightning.

It was fast and powerful, like a lion or a tiger descending a mountain.

This was his peak strike, which condensed his martial arts attainments.

With a flick of her foot, Jin Mulan’s delicate body flew over like a swallow taking water.

Ding!”

The two figures crisscrossed and separated immediately.

Jin Mulan’s body took a wonderful turn and floated back to Shen Lang.

Then, she gently inserted the sword back into the scabbard. The blade was still like water, not stained with any blood.

Meanwhile, tian heng’s body rushed out a few more steps and stopped three meters in front of Shen Lang.

He looked down at his knife.

“Kacha…” His sword broke open.

Then he looked down at his chest, a tiny crack.

Then, blood gushed out of the crack.

Tian Heng’s stomach, liver, and lungs were all cut open.

He gasped for breath, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

For some reason, his mind began to recall his youth.

But the days when he and his brother were raised by the old dart leader.

Due to a mistake in martial arts practice, the two of them knelt naked in the snow in the cold winter.

At the age of 17, he accidentally saw the waist of the miss of the darts bureau, and then he began to wake up. Only this waist image made him masturbate for half a year.

What a wonderful time.

If it hadn’t been for the greed for the box of treasures that had been transported, they wouldn’t have killed the brothers of the darts bureau, and they wouldn’t have gone to hell with their younger brothers.

Nothing will happen after that.

Perhaps, at this time, he and his brother were still in the darts bureau, married a woman who was supposed to be a shrewd darts bureau for a lifetime.

Regret it?

Maybe not.

It’s just really sad.

…

Shen Lang squatted down in front of him and said, “Tian Heng, what are you going to give me? I can’t fight you for nothing. It took so much effort to kill you. You have to give me something before you die.”

With these words, Tian Heng, who was about to die, almost came back to life.

Damn, is tian heng’s life so cheap?

You little white boy won. I was going to die, but you said it was too hard. You almost won lying down.

Can’t you have a little respect for me, the loser who’s about to die?

Shen lang said, “The reason why I brought your youngest son here is not to let you put on a show of repentance or regret before you die. I… Just want you to hand over something.”

Tian Heng said hoarsely, “You, you want to threaten me with my youngest son’s life?”

“No, I’m not like you. I still have humanity.” Shen Lang said indifferently, “But if you promise me, I will take care of him in the future.”

Tian Heng burst into tears.

“Shen Lang, fuck you!” When Tian Heng cursed out this sentence, he was filled with sorrow.

“Say it, stop struggling.” Shen Lang said indifferently, “If you don’t say it, you will die.”

“Shen Lang, I’m fucking your mother.” Tian Heng cursed even more and spat out blood, “In the cellar in the left courtyard of snow mountain villa, it is Liu Wuyan’s secret vault. Most of the gold coins I bribed him over the years have been put there.”

Shen lang said, “That’s all? Isn’t there anything else you want to tell me? Such as Liu Wuyan’s evidence of guilt?”

Tian heng scolded, “These civil servants are all traitors. They are all bastards like you. They stick their hair on them better than a monkey. Do you think he will have any fatal leverage in my hands? What leverage do you have in my hands? The only leverage is a trap, and it killed me…”

Shen Lang thought for a moment and nodded, “That makes sense. Since you have nothing more to give me, you can die peacefully!”

“I… Fuck…” Tian Heng yelled.

Then, he fell back and died!

He thought he could close his eyes, but… I really can’t.

He just wanted to die a strong death, but he couldn’t even fulfill this wish.

Shen Lang, you bastard.

Shen Lang looked at Tian Heng’s dead body and sneered.

Before the enemy dies, you and he play a show of mutual affection and a smile to erase the enmity?

Stop joking.

Since he chose to be the enemy, he must fight to the end. Even if the enemy is dead, he must step on it!

Shen lang said, “Cut off his head, put it in the best box and send it to our lord Zhang Jin and lord mayor.”

Jin Hui was stunned and nodded, “Yes!”

Shen lang said, “It’s not too late. We’ll go to snow white villa immediately and make a fortune.”

Then, Shen Lang couldn’t wait to take dozens of people from Earl’s mansion with him and gallop towards snow mountain villa. He loved digging for gold coins.

…

Snow white villa was lord Liu Wuyan’s secret property, and he sent more than a dozen warriors to guard it.

These guards were easily taken down.

Shen Lang opened the secret underground vault of the villa and looked at the boxes of gold coins in front of him. He couldn’t help but sigh.

“My lady, this year’s corrupt officials can’t do it.”

Shen Lang grumbled as he counted the gold coins.

Liu Wuyan, how did you become a city lord for three years?

The total was more than thirteen thousand gold coins.

I thought I was going to make a fortune.

No, Tian Heng gave Xu Wenzhao six or seven thousand gold coins a year.

Mulan said, “Liu Wuyan also needs to submit a confession. Big boss took bribes to the officials, and the rest of the money is almost all Liu Wuyan’s wealth.”

That makes sense.

For a century-old nobleman, this amount of money was not much.

But for an official, the money was already a huge sum.

In other words, even if Liu Wuyan retired now, he could still live a luxurious life with the money.

If it was converted into rmb, it would be tens of millions.

So it was entirely conceivable how painful it would be for Liu Wuyan to lose this gold coin.

Mulan said, “With the gold coins that xu wenzhao copied, the economic crisis in Earl’s mansion has been greatly alleviated.”

Shen lang said, “My lady, are we short of money in Earl’s mansion?”

Mulan nodded and said, “Very short, extremely short.”

More than lack?

Forty years after losing Jinshan island, Count xuanwu’s mansion was in deficit every year, and the deficit accumulated over the decades was astronomical.

Didn’t Xu Wenzhao always want to know how much money was left in Count xuanwu’s mansion’s secret vault?

It’s a negative number!

Because the previous generation of Count xuanwu was too generous, and he owed a lot of debt.

Jin Zhuo has been paying off his debts every year for the past few years, and Earl’s mansion’s economy has been in a tight state at all times.

But this was top secret, and no one knew about it except Mulan and the earl.

Now that Shen Lang got these two gold coins for Earl’s mansion, it was really a relief.

Liu Wuyan’s secret vault was ransacked. Just as he was about to leave, Shen Lang suddenly said, “Wait a minute. We just took all of lord Liu Wuyan’s vault and left nothing behind. It’s not appropriate and inhumane.”

Mulan was stunned. What kind of monster is this?

Shen Lang took out a piece of paper, found a piece of charcoal, and wrote crookedly on the white paper with his left hand.

“The robber is not Shen Lang!”

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