Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 977 Living Target

The old man sat down on a stool, waved for Lin Feng to stand in front of him, and spoke softly.

"When the food is served, you will follow me in with some auxiliary tools. There is a map in the city lord's study, hanging on the north wall. You can decide whether to take a look or not. There is only one thing: if you are discovered, don't let me be implicated."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. Where's your son?"

The old man was very pleased: "Okay, you are indeed a man of your word. After the meal is cooked, I will tell my son that we can go back to our original residence."

Lin Feng nodded to show that he understood, and the two of them stopped communicating and each pondered their own thoughts.

After a while, the two women finished all the work and were waiting for the old man to start cooking.

When the old man started cooking, everyone in the kitchen was cleared out, including Lin Feng.

This is the old man's exclusive secret, a skill that can save one's life. Once someone learns it, as a member of a large clan, it will be difficult to protect one's life in a pirate's lair.

After the four dishes were ready, the old man specially assigned Lin Feng as one of the people to deliver the dishes. He carried a delicious food box filled with dishes and followed the other three maids to the dining room of the City Lord's Mansion.

Before this, the old man had already told him the route from the dining room to the study, and let Lin Feng act according to his own circumstances.

After the old man finished cooking the dishes, he didn't stay for long. After the two women cleaned up the kitchen, he turned around and walked towards his own residence.

Along the way, he asked a woman to call his son home.

The old man's name is Duan Yiwei. Three generations of his family are chefs, and they are indeed good at cooking.

But by his generation, his sons were unwilling to do this job, especially after pirates invaded their homes and everyone else was killed or captured.

Duan Yiwei relied on his special skills to not only save his own life, but also rescue his son.

At present, Duan Yiwei specializes in cooking for the city lord, and his seventeen-year-old son Duan Xing follows the city lord's son and becomes a little follower.

At Duan Xing's age, he admires heroes and dreams of becoming a hero all day long. Ever since he followed the city lord's son Pu Liuyong, he has been obsessed with Pu Liu swordsmanship.

Pu Liuyong gathered a group of young men and spent the whole day competing with others in swordsmanship, showing off their bravery and ferocity, searching for masters all over the world to demonstrate their superb swordsmanship.

Duan Yiwei was frightened as he watched his son become addicted to it.

Duan Xing followed Pu Liuyong's group of pirates and searched everywhere for large numbers of people who remained in various places to use as sacrifices.

When they really couldn't find any large group of people, they would use the large group of slaves they had already captured as targets for practicing with their swords.

He even ordered Duan Xing to practice with the sword and chop and kill people from the clan who served as targets.

Duan Xing had long been impressed by Pu Liuyong's brutality and tyranny, and regarded him as his hero, whom he admired very much.

When Duan Yiwei sent his women to look for Duan Xing, Pu Liuyong had gathered more than twenty young men from the family and was practicing swordplay in the martial arts field in Changzhi Prefecture.

Three young men from the Dazong clan had their hands and feet freed from their ropes and were sitting in a corner munching on dry food.

Since becoming slaves, they have not had a good meal. The three young men have become skinny and look no longer like human beings.

This time I finally had something to eat, so I didn’t care about anything else and concentrated on dealing with the dry food in my hand.

But they don't know what will be waiting for them next.

Pu Liuyong was a stocky man of short stature. He held a sharp straight knife in his hand and stood in the middle of the martial arts field, pacing slowly.

The young pirates around him looked at him eagerly.

"When I draw my sword, no one will survive. Do any of you dare to come and experience my power?"

Pu Liuyong raised his head and scanned the people around him, his eyes red and his expression fierce.

Those who were seen by him would involuntarily lower their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Hehe, without the courage to face death, you can't become a peerless master."

No one dared to talk to him.

"Bring someone up here."

Following Pu Liuyong's order, a large group of slaves were dragged into the field, and someone stuffed a straight knife into his hand.

The slave looked around in confusion, then looked down at the straight knife in his hand, at a loss.

The flesh on Pu Liuyong's face twitched slightly, revealing a smile.

"Duan Xing, tell him that as long as he can withstand my sword, he will be free."

Duan Xing immediately jumped into the arena and shouted at the large group of slaves.

"Hey, kid, listen carefully. If you can withstand our boss's blow, not only will you survive, but you'll also have food and drink, and you can go anywhere you want."

The slave from the clan looked at Duan Xing in confusion, then at the knife in his hand, and then at Pu Liuyong who was standing opposite him.

Duan Xing pointed at him and asked, "Do you understand?"

The slave nodded, showing a hint of excitement.

Duan Xing turned around: "Boss, he understands."

Pu Liuyong laughed and waved his straight knife a few times.

"Okay, let's begin."

As he spoke, he approached the large group of slaves step by step, holding the straight knife diagonally in his hand.

The slave from the main clan was a little nervous, waving his straight knife in front of him and stepping back slightly.

The people around began to get restless, all waiting for Pu Liuyong's amazing blow.

When the two men were less than three steps apart, Pu Liuyong's straight knife trembled, and the slave from the clan immediately mustered up his courage, howled loudly, and rushed forward with his knife raised.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, his body froze in place.

Blood splattered on the head between his arms.

The skinny body fell to the ground.

The people around him didn't see clearly how Pu Liuyong's knife hit the opponent because the speed was too fast.

There was a moment of silence, and then cheers broke out, resounding through the roof.

Duan Xing was also shocked by this amazing sword move, which made his brain dizzy and his eyes full of hallucinations. He felt that Pu Liuyong was the most powerful swordsman in the world.

The eyes are full of little stars, entwined around the waterfall.

Several charming women, holding wine cups and twisting their waists, entered the martial arts arena and offered wine to Pu Liuyong.

Duan Xing cheered and jumped for joy outside the arena, constantly cheering for the boss.

Suddenly he felt someone pulling at his clothes. Turning around, he found that his father's assistant's wife was standing behind him.

"what?"

"Your father asked you to go home for something important."

Duan Xing frowned and glared at the woman, then turned his head to look at the boss who was drinking in the middle of the field.

Although Duan Xing is young, he knows that the reason he can follow Pu Liuyong is all thanks to his father's delicious cooking, which makes the city lord unable to stop.

Otherwise, how could it be his turn to stand behind the boss.

He could only become the great slave who was chopped off by the boss with a knife.

"Okay, I got it. I'll be back in a minute."

Duan Xing waved his hand, turned around and continued to cheer loudly.

Pu Liuyong drank two glasses of wine, then waved his hand to let his younger brothers have some fun.

Being able to chop a living person with a knife is also a good opportunity to show bravery in front of the boss. Several confidants are arguing with each other and all want to have some meat.

Pu Liuyong pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at Duan Xing.

"Duan, come and try your hand at it."

Duan Xing hadn't expected that the elder would take care of him, and he was so excited that he trembled all over.