bookbashuk Chapter 4: Murderous Intent Boils Over, Thugs Come Knocking!
Chapter 4: Murderous Intent Boils Over, Thugs Come Knocking!
Yang Qian moved like a ghost, instantly catching up with the last thug running behind.
He didn't use his fist, but instead pointed his fingers like a sword, channeling his inner strength into his fingertips, and stabbed fiercely into the opponent's back.
"Pfft!"
His fingers easily pierced the thug's body, and his powerful internal energy instantly destroyed his heart meridian.
The thug's body stiffened, and before he could even utter a scream, he collapsed limply to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, three of the six thugs who came to provoke them were already dead.
The remaining two were terrified and scrambled towards the alley entrance.
"Help! Murder!"
"He's a devil! He's a devil!"
The piercing cries for help broke the morning's tranquility, drawing the attention of some local residents who peered out from the surrounding area.
But when they saw the bloody scene in the alley and Yang Qian, who looked like a god of death, they were so frightened that they immediately shrank back and closed the doors and windows tightly.
In this chaotic world, self-preservation is the top priority.
Wang Hu also recovered from the pain and shock. He looked at the three men who had died tragically, and what welled up in his heart was not anger, but endless fear.
He finally realized what kind of being he had messed with!
This is not some sickly person at all; he is a vicious and ruthless individual who is pretending to be weak while actually being strong!
He endured the excruciating pain in his lower body, scrambled to his feet, and limped after his men as they ran outside.
He has to tell the gang! Tell the city guards! This kid has to die!
Yang Qian watched the three fleeing men, his eyes remaining completely unmoved.
Without stopping, he caught up with another thug in a few steps. This time, he kicked the man in the lower back.
"Snap!"
The sound of the spine breaking was clearly audible.
The thug let out a miserable scream and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. His body twitched a few times and then fell silent.
Only Wang Hu and the last thug remained.
The two had already run to the alley entrance and were about to rush into the street.
"save……"
Before the last thug could even utter the word "fate," Yang Qian's figure had already appeared behind him like a shadow.
A cold hand gently pressed against the back of his head.
He released his internal energy.
"Bang!"
The thug's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.
At this point, all the thugs except Wang Hu were dead!
The whole process took only a dozen or so breaths.
When Wang Hu turned around and saw this horrifying scene, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. His crotch was wet and hot, and a fishy smell filled the air.
He was so scared he peed his pants!
Yang Qian walked towards Wang Hu step by step.
The viscous blood beneath my feet made a "plop plop" sound, like a death knell in the silent alley.
"No...don't kill me!"
Wang Hu, tears streaming down his face, kept moving his body backward:
"I was wrong! I was really wrong! I'll never do it again! Please, please, let me go!"
He kowtowed frantically, showing no trace of the Black Tiger Gang leader's former authority.
"I'll give you all my money! I have tons of money! I can even give you the Black Tiger Gang! Just spare my life!"
Yang Qian walked up to him, looking down at him with an indifferent gaze.
"Just now, you seemed to say you were going to strangle me before going to dote on my sister-in-law?"
Wang Hu's body trembled violently, and his face turned ashen.
"No...no, I was blind and didn't recognize your worth! I was so foul-mouthed! I'll slap myself!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The loud sound of a slap echoed through the alley.
Yang Qian simply watched coldly, unmoved.
When Wang Hu's arm was swollen and red from being whipped, and he could no longer lift it, Yang Qian slowly spoke:
"Tell me, how many people are in the Black Tiger Gang? What is their strength? What is their relationship with the city guards?"
Upon hearing Yang Qian's question, Wang Hu seemed to have grasped at a straw and immediately spilled everything out.
"Great...great hero, spare me! I'll tell you everything!"
Wang Hu's voice trembled, and he dared not conceal anything:
"Our Black Tiger Gang has a total of more than thirty brothers, most of whom are low-level thugs like them, who have learned a few farming skills."
He pointed to the still-warm corpses on the ground.
"Besides myself, the only ones who can really fight are my two assistants. All three of us have practiced some basic external martial arts, which can be considered as having barely entered the threshold of martial arts."
"The threshold for martial arts?"
Yang Qian's heart stirred; this was the first time he had come into contact with the division of martial power in this world.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Wang Hu nodded vigorously.
"Martial artists who have opened one or two meridians and can barely use internal energy are called Acquired Martial Artists. We...we are probably at the first or second level of Acquired Martial Artist."
As Wang Hu spoke, he secretly observed Yang Qian's expression.
He thought that mentioning "acquired martial artist" would make the other party wary, but he found that Yang Qian's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were still as deep as an ancient well, revealing no emotion.
Wang Hu's heart sank to the bottom. He knew that the strength of the young killing god in front of him was far beyond the acquired realm.
"Where are the city guards?" Yang Qian continued to ask.
A glimmer of hope flashed across Wang Hu's face when the city guard was mentioned, but it was quickly suppressed by fear, and he answered honestly:
"The city guard captain of Qixia Town is named Li Wei, a master of the fifth level of the Acquired Realm! Our Black Tiger Gang sends him 30% of our profits every month as protection money. If there's anything in town that we can't handle, just give the word, and Captain Li will send someone to 'enforce the law impartially'..."
When Wang Hu spoke of "enforcing the law impartially," his tone carried a hint of flattery and smugness, as if he wanted to use it to intimidate Yang Qian.
After listening, Yang Qian understood.
It was indeed a case of collusion between officials and bandits.
If Wang Hu and these thugs are killed, the remaining members of the Black Tiger Gang will definitely retaliate.
Even if the Black Tiger Gang can be dealt with, Li Wei, the city guard captain at the fifth level of the acquired realm, will definitely not let it go.
Although he has now perfected the Everlasting Spring Skill and greatly increased his strength, his chances of winning against a martial artist at the fifth level of the Acquired Realm are still unknown.
More importantly, he can fight and kill, but what about his sister-in-law?
She was just a weak woman with no strength to even kill a chicken, and could not withstand any storms.
If he were to have a direct conflict with the city guards, there was no guarantee they wouldn't use his sister-in-law to threaten him.
We must come up with a foolproof plan.
A thought began to grow wildly in Yang Qian's mind.
—Eliminate the weeds at the root!
Instead of passively waiting for retaliation, it's better to take the initiative and nip all threats in the bud!
Black Tiger Gang, City Guard Li Wei... not one of them can be spared!
Thinking of this, Yang Qian's eyes blazed with killing intent once more.
Wang Hu keenly sensed the bone-chilling cold emanating from Yang Qian, and was so frightened that he thought Yang Qian was going to kill him to silence him.