Chapter 817 A Worthy Death

Chen, Li Chunhua, Lanzhi, and even Xiaocao, who were tied to the ground, were waiting quietly.

The moment Gu Fei appeared, they were no longer panicked and afraid.

Only the old lady was awakened by the gunshot. She kept struggling and moving on the ground, and even tried to make a sound to attract Gu Fei's attention, hoping that Gu Fei would save her quickly.

Gu Fei was not in a hurry to untie the ropes on her family. She had to make sure that all the enemies had no ability to stand up again.

She held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, and looked at them one by one from nearby. If they were not dead yet, she would add a knife. There were not many bullets left, so she had to save them.

Palace Master Yan slapped Jin Fei away with a palm, and then chased him, and soon brought Jin Fei back.

He threw Jin Fei to the ground and looked down at him.

Jin Fei's heart meridians had been shattered by that palm strike, and now he was just trying to wait. He looked up at Palace Master Yan and said intermittently, "You, who are you?"

He has always been proud of his martial arts. Several masters who taught him all said that he was a martial arts genius, and he had few rivals in the capital.

He didn't believe that someone could kill him with a palm strike, and he didn't even make a move.

Palace Master Yan had a blank expression and said lightly, "I am Yan Hong."

Palace Master Yan didn't like to mention his name. He was a grown man, but his parents gave him such a name. Just hearing the name, I thought he was a woman.

But the name was given by his parents and could not be changed.

Fortunately, his name was rarely called by others. When he was young, everyone called him the young master, and later called him the palace master.

He was not reluctant to solve the doubts of a dying person.

Jin Fei had naturally heard of the name Yan Hong.

If a martial artist doesn't even know the name of Palace Master Yan, then he is definitely not in the mainstream. Palace Master Yan is the pinnacle that all martial artists look up to.

Jin Fei smiled bitterly. He once imagined that one day he could compete for the world's number one like Palace Master Yan. Today, he realized that his proud martial arts were not even worthy of Palace Master Yan's shoes.

Gu Fei finished her knife and came over, looking at Jin Fei on the ground.

Jin Fei's eyes fell on her face and smiled bitterly, "I still underestimated the prince's wife."

Gu Fei said lightly: "Originally, I didn't want to kill you because you were still polite."

"You are an official appointed by the court. You arrested me and even killed my people. I don't hate you much. It's just your duty."

"But people should have a bottom line and conscience. The knife in your hand is not the confidence for you to massacre innocent people."

Jin Fei understood everything in an instant. It turned out that the case of robbing the execution ground was led by the prince's wife.

What kind of mysterious means that was, it was ridiculous that he was so naive that he wanted to kidnap her family and force her to submit.

As for the bottom line and conscience, he had climbed to his current position in just a few years from a small official with no background, and he had slowly thrown the bottom line and conscience behind his head.

Gu Fei's eyes were cold, "I hope you can be a good person with conscience in your next life." The long sword in her hand passed across Jin Fei's neck, and Jin Fei seemed to feel no pain at all, and even showed a smile that could be called gratified at the corner of his lips.

He deserved to die in the hands of the world's number one master and the world's number one beauty.

Gu Fei didn't look at this person again, and walked over and cut everyone's ropes with a dagger.