At Zhao Residence, the guard drew his Peijian and looked at Lu Chuan, loudly questioning, "What did you just say? Say it again!"
"Either you open the gate, or we'll kill you. Don't you understand?"
Lu Chuan, growing impatient, repeated himself.
Seeing this, the guard scornfully laughed, "Haha, you dare to threaten me? Where did you find this madman?"
"Yu Qiming, have you gone mad, daring to attack our Zhao family? It seems you haven't suffered enough!"
He laughed loudly.
Lu Chuan stepped forward, stood right before him, and directly grabbed his throat.
Lu Chuan's hand moved as swiftly as a fleeting shadow, instantly seizing his throat, giving him no chance to react. Lu Chuan had caught him in one grasp!
"Ah!!"
He let out an intense scream of agony and struggled madly.
Then, Lu Chuan twisted his wrist and turned the guard's neck, snapping it instantly!
Snap!!!
With a broken neck, the guard died on the spot, and Lu Chuan casually threw him out.