Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Su Wujing stood at the door, looking up at the three big characters on the signboard and feeling confused, "Chunfeng Tower?"

"Yeah." Lin Shuangchen held Su Wujing's waist, "The best place to collect intelligence is with wine and beautiful women. Isn't it very secretive?"

Su Wujing pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes falling lightly on the girl standing at the door to solicit customers. She was dressed very tightly and did not reveal any beauty, but the clothes were cut very tightly, highlighting her graceful figure.

It's not like he pulls in when he sees someone, he just stands at the door, smiles and bows to the guests who come, and welcomes the guests' rudeness.

Su Wujing didn't understand, but he still followed Lin Shuangchen's footsteps and walked in to the third floor.

The window of the box opened to face the stage in the lobby. Several young girls danced gracefully on the stage, and the guests in the audience cheered.

Lin Shuangchen raised his chin and pointed to the open box on the second floor.

Su Wujing followed his gaze and saw that the woman was obviously disguised as a man, her makeup was obvious, and her breasts were not tied up.

Su Wujing held up his chin and complained, "You can tell at a glance what the meaning is."

"Just pretend that the audience is blind and don't care too much." Lin Shuangchen made tea for him. "They should be here to get information. The news about Tianji Pavilion is in the secret room in the backyard. How do you plan to teach him a lesson?"

Su Wujing didn't think about it. He just stared at Qi Ming opposite He Huanyan, with thousands of arrows piercing his heart. How should he teach him a lesson?

After thinking, Lin Shuangchen touched him and said, "Let's take action."

Su Wujing looked over, and sure enough, Hehuanyan left the box, and soon Qi Ming also walked out, but from another direction, and did not move with Hehuanyan.

That would be easy to handle. Su Wujing ordered, "Lead Qi Ming to a remote place."

"How about I catch him directly?"

"Need not."

Su Wujing refused, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then stood up after Qi Ming's figure disappeared.

Lin Shuangchen followed immediately and ordered the people from Tianji Pavilion to lead Qi Ming to the secret room. He also took Su Wujing to the secret room to wait.

The secret room was elegantly decorated, and Su Wujing could see at a glance the picture of a hundred ghosts walking in the night hanging in the middle. It was the picture he painted, but it was not signed.

Lin Shuangchen explained, "I have put away all your paintings. These are copies."

Su Wujing hummed and sat down at the table. He picked up a book and opened it. They were all compiled news, with detailed records of big and small things.

Su Wujing took the tea cup at hand and took a sip. After waiting for almost a moment, the secret room was opened from the outside.

He put down the book in his hand, and the candle was extinguished and plunged into darkness.

His breathing slowed down, and Su Wujing could clearly hear the soft footsteps approaching step by step. Then he blew out a breath, the Huozhezi lit up, and Qi Ming's face also came into his sight.

Almost at the moment when the fire light came on, Qi Ming discovered the two people in the secret room. Just as He Huanyan described, Qi Ming cautiously reached out and held the dagger back, but he was stepping back.

Lin Shuangchen took out the fire stick and blew it out and lit the candle, "Don't retreat, we are all people outside, and you will die if you go out."

Only then did Qi Ming realize that he had been plotted. He lowered his eyes and pulled out a dagger in front of him, "Who are you? Why are you attacking the general's mansion!"

"It seems I didn't speak clearly enough." Su Wujing stood up from the table and walked towards Qi Ming. Lin Shuangchen followed him step by step. He was afraid that Su Wujing would be hurt, and he was also afraid that Su Wujing would kill Qi Ming if he got angry. .

Su Wujing stood in front of Qi Ming and asked him, "Did you know that He Huanyan has made a lifelong commitment to Lu Xiujing?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Qi Ming's eyes. He did not know about this, but now was not the time to care about it. The two people in front of him were obviously well prepared. He was brought here. Where is He Huanyan? Were you caught too?

He was worried about He Huanyan's safety, so he didn't want to waste any time talking to Su Wujing, so he directly took action to kidnap Su Wujing and leave the secret room. If Hehuanyan was caught, he could exchange Su Wujing for Hehuanyan.

But before the dagger could get close to Su Wujing, a figure dodged over and intercepted the dagger easily. The fierce attacks forced him to retreat step by step.

Su Wujing stood there and watched, counting ten silently in his mind. Seeing that Lin Shuangchen had not yet subdued Qi Ming, he raised his hand and released countless black threads.

The black threads wrapped around Qi Ming's hands and neck respectively, not to strangle, but to capture Qi Ming.

Qi Ming also felt the restraints on his hands and neck. He wanted to move but Lin Shuangchen held his shoulders down.

Lin Shuangchen persuaded with earnest words, "It's best not to move, unless you want to die here."

Lin Shuangchen was sincere. Although Su Wujing promised not to kill Qi Ming before setting off, he could not stop him if Qi Ming angered Su Wujing.

Qi Ming stared at the position of his wrist. He could feel the extremely thin threads tightly wrapped around him, but he couldn't see what was binding him.

His Adam's apple rolled and he didn't mess around anymore. He just stared at Lin Shuangchen and said nothing.

Lin Shuangchen sighed and retreated to Su Wujing, "Be merciful?"

Su Wujing said nothing, and moved his fingers to control the black thread to penetrate Qi Ming's wrist veins. The sudden sting made Qi Ming groan, and his body instinctively resisted.

Su Wujing also clenched his hand, the black thread tightened, and the flesh was cut easily, and bright red blood flowed down, but Qi Ming did not dare to move anymore, and stared at Su Wujing in shock.

He couldn't see what methods Su Wujie used at all. He only knew that his life was in Su Wujie's hands, and a feeling of powerlessness arose from the bottom of his heart.

Su Wujing relaxed a little when he saw that he didn't move. Killing was easy, and torturing people was a technical job. He would not let Qi Ming die so easily.

Su Wujing ordered, "Tie him up, he can't control his strength."

Lin Shuangchen responded and immediately found a rope to tie Qi Ming Wuhuada to the chair. He also whispered to Qi Ming and told him not to move.

Su Wujing also sat back behind the table, took a sip of tea and said quietly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. The injury just now only severed the tendon of your hand."

Without the fatal restraint, Qi Ming was finally able to speak and asked him, "What on earth do you want to do? Where is Ayan!"

Su Wujing paused and looked at Lin Shuangchen. Lin Shuangchen immediately replied, "I'm still looking outside. I haven't done anything yet."

"Catch it, the game is more fun if two people play it."

Qi Ming shouted before Lin Shuangchen could answer, "Don't touch her! Come at me if you have anything!"

"Who do you think you are!" Su Wujing looked at Qi Ming coldly, and the black line flew out from his fingertips again, directly cutting Qi Ming's other wrist.

Blood flowed out gurglingly, and Qi Ming also frowned in pain, with large beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. It was painful and frightening.

He was sure that no one had done anything, but he was injured. This time not only his hand tendons were cut, but also the blood vessels in his wrists were cut.

Lin Shuangchen watched, and immediately tore off a piece of cloth and tied it to Qi Ming's forearm to slow down the flow of blood.