Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains-Chapter 116 - 099, Qinglong Association Third Dragon Head, Fang Jinghong

Zishi had arrived, the night was as cool as water, the silence was absolute.

It was undoubtedly the lowest temperature of the day, even though it was the beginning of summer. Every now and then, the breeze that blew added a bit of chill to the air.

Recently, the matter of demons had been causing a huge uproar in the city, filling people’s hearts with panic. Even during the day, the number of people going out had significantly reduced, let alone at this time.

Under the main gate of the mansion, a burly man with a large saber slung at his waist was vigilantly surveying everything inside the courtyard. His vigour was overflowing, his gaze piercing, much more energetic than two others beside him.

As a close servant to Tong Long, Dong Ming was undoubtedly qualified. Not only was he one of the rare Open Body Ten Layers Peak warriors in the Ling Cheng Escort Agency, his loyalty to Tong Long was well recognized by everyone in the agency. Whatever Tong Long asked him to do, he did without hesitation.

One would think such a person would be indispensable in the agency, yet he shouldn’t have fallen to the point of guarding Tong Long’s house in the middle of the night.

This had to do with Dong Ming’s character!

Dong Ming was meticulous and honest in his actions, never deceitful, and he couldn’t tolerate even a speck of dust in his interactions, which was why he could remain loyal to Tong Long. Yet, it was also the reason he couldn’t climb higher in the Ling Cheng Escort Agency.

People say that character determines destiny; surely, with such a character, Dong Ming wouldn’t be favored by others in the agency, as evidenced by his current duty of house-guarding.

It was midnight, after all; who would trouble the Chief Escort without a cause? The assignment to guard the premises was merely a formality. Even those who were standing were mostly dozing off, unlike Dong Ming, who was wide-awake and serious about his duty.

Thus, among the twenty-seven guards, only two stayed by his side while the remaining twenty-three followed another confidant of Tong Long, Chen Qian, who was issuing orders.

Chen Qian’s arrangements were quite reasonable. He spaced five men each at the front, back, left, and right sides of the mansion; he took three men to guard the main door of Tong Long’s room, leaving Dong Ming with two men to guard the main entrance.

With such arrangements, any slight commotion around the mansion could be noticed almost immediately. Regardless of whether Chen Qian’s men were actually alert or slacking off, at the very least, the appearance of a well-guarded mansion was there.

This was why Chen Qian earned Tong Long’s appreciation; after all, making a good show of things was a skill on its own.

...

The moonlight spilled into the courtyard, and all around, silence reigned.

Suddenly, a breeze stirred, causing Dong Ming to sniff slightly, furrowing his brow. He detected a faint, fishy chill in the air. He saw the five guards standing in the front courtyard still at their posts, and his expression gradually relaxed.

"You five keep watching here, I’m going to check the back."

Tong Long was resting, so Dong Ming dared not raise his voice. He quietly instructed the five men and followed the direction of the wind towards the back courtyard.

The distance between the front and back courtyards was merely a hundred meters. Dong Ming took less than ten breaths to reach the back courtyard, and upon seeing the situation of the six people there, he immediately frowned.

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In the back courtyard, six people were standing in a circle, with one facing the other five. Each was holding a jar of wine, tilting their necks back. The five facing him were dripping wine down their faces.

Chen Qian was known for fanning the flames in front of others, and he and Dong Ming did not get along, so Chen Qian often disparaged him in front of others.

Dong Ming’s lack of advancement in the agency was largely due to Chen Qian.

So, seeing this posture, Dong Ming thought he was seizing the opportunity to badmouth him while chatting and drinking with others.

Annoyed, he quickened his pace to reprimand them for not keeping watch properly and instead drinking and chatting.

However, as he approached the six, that fishy chill he initially smelled grew stronger. When he was less than five meters away from them, he suddenly stopped, his pupils shrinking sharply.

That was the smell of blood…

Dong Ming finally realized what the smell was. Meanwhile, the distance between him and Chen Qian’s six men had closed to less than two meters, allowing him to see clear details of their faces.

The six, with their necks half-tilted back and faces flushed, indeed seemed to have been drinking. But the liquid dripping down from their necks wasn’t wine but rather bright red blood.

All six had a sharp, inch-long wound at the same position on their necks, and blood was fiercely streaming out…

Not only had someone silently killed six men, making the twenty-plus people inside the courtyard completely unaware, but even Tong Long inside the room hadn’t reacted at all.

Dong Ming’s pupils dilated, his mouth opened as if to yell, but before he could make a sound, or even muster his energy, a mask of a three-headed evil Azure Dragon loomed before his eyes, pressing a brown longsword against his neck.

Large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead. Dong Ming, who had always considered himself loyal to the Escort Agency and Tong Long, felt fear creep in at this life-threatening moment.

Although the man in black did not speak, Dong Ming could clearly read the intention in his chillingly cold pupils.

If he dared make any sudden moves, his life was undoubtedly forfeit!

The man in black did not speak, continuing to press the sword against his neck while he nodded toward the front courtyard.

Dong Ming immediately understood the meaning. He stepped forward lightly, heading toward the front courtyard. Despite the longsword still pressed against his neck, a strong desire to survive spurred him on as he whispered, "I will do anything, please just spare my life, sir!"

The man in black was easy to negotiate with, remaining silent but nodding slightly, agreeing to Dong Ming’s request.

Seeing his life was no longer in immediate danger, Dong Ming cooperated even more, forced by the man in black to walk to the front courtyard. Seeing the five men still foolishly standing there, he tensed up.

It was clear the man in black did not want to startle anyone. If those five saw Dong Ming’s current situation and shouted out, his life would be over.

Yet the man in black acted as if he hadn’t seen those five, continuing to force Dong Ming towards Tong Long’s room door.

Dong Ming was startled, and as the five people drew nearer, he focused his gaze, his back instantly soaking with sweat.

It turned out that these five people were exactly the same as the six from the backyard where Chen Qian was—they had been dead all along, and he had been staying at the front yard gate without noticing...

The two reached the door of Tong Long’s room; the person in black glanced up at the door lightly, and Dong Ming instantly understood the implication. Suppressing the nervousness in his heart, he lowered his voice and gently knocked on the door, saying, "Sir, someone from the Escort Agency has come over; they said the chief has urgent matters for you!"

Hearing Dong Ming’s words, the person in black’s face showed satisfaction.

As a Warrior of the Gang Qi Realm, hyper-alert to the external disturbances, it was impossible for him to enter Tong Long’s bedroom silently. The only feasible method was to use a reasonably sounding excuse to make Tong Long lower his guard.

Dong Ming’s excuse was not perfect, but it was barely good enough!

"So late at night, big brother looking for me, could it be that demons have surfaced again..."

True to form, although Tong Long sounded a bit puzzled, he still began to get up. By this time, the stench from the bodies in the yard, after fermenting for dozens of breaths, had become extremely pungent; if the door were to be opened, Tong Long would surely notice it immediately.

The moment the door opened, the person in black’s face bore a trace of severity, his brown longsword suddenly slipping around Dong Ming’s neck; Dong Ming’s face showed a mix of regret and unwillingness, and as he fell, his eyes were filled with accusation towards the person in black, obviously saying that despite his cooperation, the latter was untrustworthy.

But the person in black had no interest in looking at him anymore.

At the instant the door opened, a stench surged into their nostrils, and upon seeing the Azuragon fiend mask, Tong Long’s entire body bristled, his Gang Qi vigorously coalescing as he crazily retreated towards the long spear leaning against the bed.

But the person in black was faster...

Under the moonlight, the brown longsword emitted a chilling cold light. The person in black leaped forward, the sword trailing a dozen blood-red sword shadows behind him, swiftly turning the room into a sinister red…

At the critical moment, Tong Long had already grasped the long spear in his hand; the horror of life and death spurred all his potential. The vigorous Gang Qi gathered around him, feeling the powerful Sword Qi from behind, his pupils flashed hysterically as he suddenly turned around. A crushing spear force amassed and lunged towards the sword light, thrusting out suddenly.

Both were practitioners at the Coagulate Gang Realm, and when they collided, an earth-shattering noise erupted — Tong Long, gripping his spear, watched as the blood-colored sword light cut through his right shoulder, shaving off a large chunk of flesh, his pupils filled with shock.

"Twelve Meridians, First-Class Martial Arts, how is that possible!"

The person in black mercilessly continued, his longsword like a violent storm, targeting his forehead, viscera, and spiritual platform.

Tong Long had already been severely injured from the first strike; facing the relentless assault of the person in black, he kept retreating, quickly losing ground and becoming embarrassingly disheveled.

The aftereffects caused the door to violently collapse, and the woman who had been soundly sleeping on the bed suddenly screamed in alarm.

"Ah, there are assassins, someone come quickly…"

With a gumption, Tong Long, who had just suffered another wound from the sword light, heard the woman’s shout and instantly felt a surge of relief.

"This humble one is Tong Long, Chief Escort of Ling Cheng Escort Agency. May I inquire the esteemed name of sir? When have I offended you? I plead with you to enlighten me truthfully. If there’s any mistake, any amount of gold and treasures, as long as Tong Long can provide, I will not hesitate!"

Tong Long’s tone softened, carrying a hint of pleading—on one hand, he was genuinely afraid of losing his life; on the other, he was trying to save himself.

This was the territory of Ling Cheng Escort Agency, the commotion had already spread, and his senior brother would definitely receive the news soon. If he could just delay, his life would be saved.

However, the expression under the mask of the person in black was full of mockery, clearly seeing through his intentions, but what Tong Long didn’t expect was that the other party still answered him.

"Qinglong Association, Third Dragon Head Fang Jinghong..."

Qinglong Association?

A flicker of confusion passed through Tong Long’s mind; he suddenly remembered that recently their own escort leader Lu Gui had died under this organization, his pupils immediately registering horror…

"A Gang Qi Realm master, Qinglong Association has Gang Qi Realm masters!"

The person in black moved, the second wave of blood-colored sword light suddenly intensified; seizing the moment of Tong Long’s horror, he was even faster than before.

This strike, fleeting brilliance, like a blood arrow streaking across the sky, instantly penetrated Tong Long’s forehead, freezing his expression of shock forever.

Tong Long, Chief Escort of Ling Cheng Escort Agency, dead!

The person in black flicked a silver-inlaid token from his hand, hitting Tong Long’s face, then using his Vigorous Qi to break the token in two.

He turned back to glance at the woman still unsettled on the bed; a trace of mysterious light flickered in his pupils.

The woman, under the gaze from the mask, trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face as she stammered, "Sir, I know nothing, please don’t kill me, don’t kill me..."

"Don’t be foolish, madam. I never kill women."

The person in black sensed several strong presences from the direction of Ling Cheng Escort Agency rushing towards this place, leaving behind a fleeting comment, his figure leaped forward, speeding away into the outside; he truly didn’t kill her...

The powerful presences arrived belatedly, stepping into the room, only to find a body not yet completely cold and a woman still in shock.

Tong Yun was the last to enter the room; upon seeing his brother’s body, a torrential rage ignited in his heart...

"Who is it, who dared to kill my brother!"