I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 156 - 106: Prey and Hunter

"Whoosh——"

Another sharp arrow appeared, and Gu Lan dodged it in midair, narrowing her eyes to see countless arrows aimed at her all around the perimeter of the alley walls.

What’s going on!?

"Retreat!" Rong Heng quickly reacted and shouted in a low voice.

Before the words were finished, countless sharp arrows were shot from all directions.

"It’s too late, let’s dodge this wave first." Gu Lan drew the sword from her back and started to block.

As the sharp arrows collided with Gu Lan’s long sword, they produced a clanging metallic sound. Rong Heng watched her, his eyes deepening, as he picked up an arrow from the ground and rushed behind her.

"Don’t forget..." Gu Lan wanted to remind Rong Heng, not to forget that he is "not skilled in martial arts."

These arrows were aimed at her; Rong Heng was originally not in danger. If he made a move, it would expose his skills.

Before Gu Lan finished speaking, a sharp arrow grazed by, slicing through a corner of her clothing.

Rong Heng’s eyes narrowed, his gaze turning red. The arrow in his hand swirled, emitting a dazzling glimmer, blocking arrows coming from another direction.

To anyone watching, it was clear that he was a martial arts expert.

"What did you just say?" Rong Heng picked up a new arrow, tilting his head as the assassins on the wall changed their arrow feathers.

Gu Lan: "Nothing." Whatever, it was too late to say anything now.

The two put their backs against each other, resisting the arrows attacking from all around while retreating towards a house.

The sky was already dark, yet no household had lit a lamp. This side of Yong’an Street was originally the most chaotic slum in the Capital City, and many courtyards were now empty due to the previous flood.

Gu Lan quickly slipped into a house. The moment they entered, they tightly closed the door and rapidly bolted it.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Countless sharp arrows struck the door, embedding deeply into the door panel.

They didn’t have time to return to Jiu’s place. Rong Heng breathed a slight sigh of relief, as Jiu was seriously injured, fortunately not leading this group of people to him.

"Who are those people?" Gu Lan gripped her sword tightly, her eyes flashing with eagerness.

She was just annoyed, wondering why there were countless arrows instead of individuals. It was difficult to take action while dodging.

Rong Heng glanced at the arrow in his hand: "These arrows aren’t military-made. The accuracy and power aren’t adequate. They must be archers hired as Death Warriors."

Suddenly, there was a harsh roar at the door. This group was chopping at the door, intending to break in directly!

Gu Lan glanced back, seeing a partially open door on one side of the room, leading to a spacious backyard.

She was about to pull Rong Heng to escape when a sharp arrow shot through the side door.

Rong Heng stared at the trembling, already precarious door panel, eyes cold and deep, and said, "I must have been discovered when I left the palace. These people are after me, Gu Lan, you can leave right away."

When he left the palace today, he made sure no one was following. But now that these people appeared here, it meant he was exposed. Therefore, there was no need to hide his martial arts anymore.

"Are you sure they’re after you?" Gu Lan countered, then flipped aside to dodge an arrow.

At this time, with so many coming for the male lead, did they really not want his life? Did the original character Rong Heng also go through this? Or did she change the storyline, causing this?

Gu Lan didn’t have time to think clearly, only feeling this group came unusually.

Rong Heng raised his head behind her, a flash of self-mockery in his eyes.

Who exactly was trying to kill him this time?

The Empress Dowager? The Noble Consort? Or some insignificant figures?

Who it was didn’t matter; he was used to it. However, this time Gu Lan got involved.

Indeed, being near him wasn’t a good thing.

Gu Lan swung her long sword, charging out the back door: "Let’s get out through the backyard first."

She turned back but found Rong Heng had not followed her.

"No need, I’ll handle these people." Rong Heng discarded the broken arrow, revealing a delicate mechanical crossbow from his sleeve.

Gu Lan’s eyes narrowed. She remembered the original work mentioning that the male lead possessed a mechanical crossbow, unfailing, killing without a trace.

Immediately, Rong Heng flung open the nearly shattered door latch!

He knew Gu Lan’s martial arts were impressive, with tremendous strength, but her Qinggong wasn’t good. He had to buy her time to escape.

Moreover, Rong Heng believed these people were after him, so as long as he stayed, no one would chase Gu Lan.

As the door opened, countless men in black swarmed in. Yet, what awaited them was Rong Heng with his mechanical crossbow.

Each arrow tip shone with a cold purple glow, coated with the Ghost Doctor’s concocted poison, lethal immediately upon contact.

In the blink of an eye, most of the masked men at the door fell, some didn’t even have time to let out a scream before succumbing to the poison.

"He’s not Gu Lan!"

"Be careful, the crossbow arrows are poisoned!"

"Retreat, there’s no need to get entangled with him—"

The leader of the black-clad men saw this and hastily shouted for retreat.

Rong Heng heard the words of the black-clad man, hesitated slightly, turned around, and saw Gu Lan already charging out the side door, while the assassins in front of him seemed to fear the crossbow arrows and suddenly retreated toward the backyard.

Gu Lan ran to the backyard and stopped.

Around her was a group of masked, black-clad men lying in wait, each with eyes filled with murderous intent.

"So, you were targeting me, huh."

Gu Lan murmured, her face showing not a hint of fear, staring at the blades in their hands, appearing even calmer and more composed.

"Heh, why aren’t you running? Young Master Gu, we have you surrounded now, just accept your death—"

The masked man hadn’t even finished his menacing words when the young figure before him flickered and vanished.

Gu Lan turned into a swift light, the Longquan Treasure Sword in her hand emitting a dragon-like roar, bursting into golden brilliance in the dim night.

"Didn’t your mother ever tell you that villains die from talking too much?"

Gu Lan had already thrust her sword into the masked man’s chest, her indifferent voice becoming the last thing he heard before his death.

Withdrawing the long sword, Gu Lan carefully avoided the spurting blood, then lunged at another person.

It was so disgusting; after killing someone, she still had to dodge the splattering blood.

These people were all masters; after Gu Lan caught them off guard and killed two of them, they wanted to join forces to surround her.

However, they had no idea what strange swordsmanship and skills Young Master Gu was using.

She didn’t escape; instead, she hid her form using the moonlight and shadows, lurking around the black-clad men like a ghost.

The backyard had already become Gu Lan’s hunting ground; the roles of predator and prey had been reversed.

When she stood still, she was like a statue; when she moved, like thunder.

Every time Gu Lan appeared, she took the life of another master on their side.

Moreover, it was always with one fatal strike!

Unknowingly, a dozen corpses were already left on the ground, while Gu Lan, hidden in the shadows, seemed tireless.

The masked men finally felt fear, backing against each other, holding swords in the middle of the courtyard, wary of Gu Lan’s sudden attack.

At this time, Jiang Qu, the Second Prince of Qiangrong, arrived. He was also masked, revealing only serpent-like dark slit eyes.

Beside him were a dozen masked Qiangrong masters, each carrying bows and arrows on their backs.

Jiang Qu saw the scene in the courtyard and mocked, "You Yan people are truly useless, so many of you, yet led around by Gu Lan alone."

Beside him, a middle-aged man in black said, "We didn’t expect Gu Lan to be so troublesome, no wonder the Eldest Young Master failed before... But sooner or later, she’ll reach her limits."

Seeing Gu Lan’s figure stealthily appear behind another masked man, easily slitting his throat before leaving, the middle-aged man’s eyes were full of anxiety. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

These were the Death Warriors he had trained for years, and seeing them die one by one left him heartbroken.

"Second Prince, when will your men make a move?"

Jiang Qu picked up a bow and arrow, aiming at the black-clad men huddled together like frightened birds in the courtyard, his voice icy: "Now!"

Beside him, the Qiangrong people had already climbed the wall, drawing their bows.

The middle-aged man saw this and hurriedly stopped him: "Second Prince, what do you mean by this? Aren’t you going to rush in? There are our brothers below—"

Before he could finish, Jiang Qu thrust a knife into his chest.

The middle-aged man never expected Jiang Qu to suddenly attack; his eyes widened as he looked down at his wound, unwillingly collapsing to the ground.

Before dying, he suddenly realized cooperating with the Alien Clan might have been the Family Head’s biggest mistake.

"Foolish Yan people."

Jiang Qu snorted coldly, withdrew the dagger, cleaned the blood on the man’s clothes, and ordered:

"Release the arrows! Don’t mind anyone else!"

Saying that, he was the first to shoot an arrow into the courtyard, the other Qiangrong people also firing with blood-red eyes.

In an instant, several masked men cried out, turned into pincushions by arrows.

Jiang Qu shouted into the courtyard: "When Gu Lan is killed, we stop! Hurry and find Gu Lan!"

Gu Lan hid in the shadow of a fake mountain, looking up at the archers on the wall.

The wall was crowded with figures; from a distance, she couldn’t make out Jiang Qu, but the person speaking sounded very familiar.

She didn’t expect these assassins to be so ruthless, killing even their own men. Moreover, did their arrows never run out?

She glanced at Rong Heng, who was completely ignored in the room, then dodged an arrow aimed at her, wanting to ask: Rong Heng, are you sure they came for you?