Huang Si looked down at the blade that penetrated his chest, opened his mouth and was about to scream.
But when he opens his mouth, blood spurts out.
puff!
The blade separated from the body, and Huang Si fell to the ground, completely unable to live.
Squeak.
With the sound of friction between the door shaft and the door frame, the door of the small courtyard was completely closed.
The blood, corpses and small courtyard seemed to be isolated from the entire world.
This scene happened in a flash of lightning, and it was over before the sentry on the roof could react.
By the time he reacted, Jason had already appeared in front of him.
"Who are you?"
"Do you know where this is?"
"Here comes someone!"
The man on guard shouted loudly, but the small courtyard was quiet and there was no movement at all.
This person immediately realized something was wrong.
Looking at Jason wearing a strange mask in front of him, cold sweat broke out.
"Uncle, I am just..."
puff!
Jason swung the short-handled broad-bladed machete in his hand, and blood flew away.
The other party clutched his throat and fell to the ground, also quietly.
When entering the courtyard, Jason had already activated the [Silent Technique].
Jason, who has obtained the 'Tongshou Temple inheritance', is simply more powerful than a tiger.
Not to mention anything else, [Silent Technique] alone is a perfect match with Jason's 'Stealth'. If combined with [Kirigakure] or used in the night, it can really kill people silently.
Jumping off the roof, Jason went straight to the main house in the courtyard.
This is a very simple courtyard.
There is a table and chairs in the middle of the courtyard. There is a teapot, teacups and a plate of melon seeds on the table.
And there was a piece of clothing hanging on the back of the chair. It looked like it belonged to the fat man who just looked at the door.
Obviously, when there is no need to open the door, the other person stays here drinking tea and eating melon seeds.
On the right side of the yard is the kitchen. Jason doesn't need to go in, he just smells it.
On the left is a high wall, with dead gourd vines and ivy clinging to the wall. The gray courtyard wall and withered yellow plants make this wall look lifeless and very uncomfortable.
Directly opposite the yard is the main house.
Jason pushed open the door and entered.
"Buy it and leave it! Buy it and leave it!"
"Big! I'll suppress it!"
"Little! It must be little!"
As soon as I entered the room, the shouts started one after another.
Five strong men gathered around a table, shouting and yelling. The furniture around them was old and the lighting was dark. Even in the afternoon, they needed to light a few oil lamps to see the numbers on the gaming table clearly.
laugh!
The flame of the oil lamp danced, and the surrounding shadows changed in size, as if they were distorted.
But the five people who were immersed in it didn't pay attention at all.
Probably the wind.
They have long been used to it.
Their eyes were all focused on the dice cup.
"Big big!"
"Little little little!"
Everyone yelled.
Finally, the dealer opened his mouth and slowly left the table with the dice cup in both hands. Then, just when the other four people were about to see the number of dice, the dice cup fell heavily again.
"What are you doing...ah?"
One of the gamblers immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, but as soon as he raised his head, a fistful of smelly blood spurted out.
puff!
The gambler got sprayed in the face.
Not only this one, but also the other three.
The four of them wiped their faces in panic.
And this is the last thing in their lives.
The short-handled broad-bladed machete in Jason's hand quickly passed across the throats of the four people.
For Jason, this was no problem.
It's like killing a few flies with a fly swatter.
Even easier than killing a fly.
After all, flies are very alert.
And the five people in front of me?
He had already been immersed in the gambling table and had no vigilance at all.
After finishing dealing with the five people, Jason thought about walking to the back room.
As soon as I walked in——
Woo!
A sound broke through the air.
A cold light came from behind the door.
The big man holding a dagger had a ferocious face and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The dagger is sharp and fast.
Obviously, the opponent is very good at using daggers.
In fact, this is also the case.
As the boss of this group of people, Zhao Yang is not only ruthless, but also has very good kung fu, especially a dagger. He has gained a lot of fame in the mountain city, even for a few people in Wuguan Street.
The owner of the gym didn't dare to underestimate him. If he didn't know that he couldn't break the rules set by Wuguan Street, he would have opened a gym in Wuguan Street to recruit disciples.
Of course, and more importantly, he was sued for life in his early years.
He can't really 'show up'.
However, this does not prevent Zhao Yang from living a good life.
In this world, as long as there is no bottom line and you want to live a good life, it is really easy.
Just like him.
Set up two gambling stalls and sell a few people when you have nothing to do, and your life will not be too carefree.
However, Zhao Yang still had the necessary vigilance.
He never leaves his body with the killing dagger.
Just like just now, when it suddenly became quiet, he immediately stood up, took the dagger and hid behind the door.
He didn't know who was coming.
He had offended many people, and there were at least more than ten people in the mountain city who wanted his life.
And these guys are all desperadoes like him.
Therefore, he knew very well that if he wanted to survive, he could only kill a few enemies quickly first.
Then……
run!
It’s not scary if the place is gone, and it’s not scary if your subordinates are gone.
Based on his ability, given a few months, he can recruit another group of people.
If those subordinates die, then they will die.
The most important thing is that he is alive.
In this regard, Zhao Yang is full of confidence.
He is a warrior who has truly completed the training of "muscles". Even ten big men cannot be his opponent, let alone a sudden attack.
"Die!"
Looking at the tall and burly figure in front of him, Zhao Yang shouted in a low voice, thrust out the dagger in his hand, and aimed it at Jason's lower back.
However, just when the dagger was only a punch away from Jason's lower back, Jason suddenly bent down and raised his left leg, like a giant scorpion with its tail raised.
Bang!
Zhao Yang was kicked hard in the chin, his feet lifted off the ground, flew backwards, and hit the wall heavily.
After a full second of pause, Zhao Yang's whole body slowly slid down.
The jaw had already been shattered, along with most of his face, and the brains flowed out from the broken nostrils.
Zhao Yang twitched twice and then lost his breath.
Until his death, he never figured out how Jason could be so fast.
It's obvious that his body shape seems to be powerful and slow.
Jason turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yang.
"This should be the leader of this group."
The completely different reaction, as well as the skill just now, gave Jason a clearer judgment.
Then, Jason began to quickly search the entire courtyard.
He won't let any fish slip through the net.
In the end, it was confirmed that the group was dead.
It was also confirmed that there were no secret rooms or ledgers in this place. There were just a few iron cages in Zhao Yang's room. They looked like they were used to keep large dogs, but what they actually did was Jie.
Sen knew it well.
Looking at the blood stains remaining on it, Jason pulled the body in the yard.
The kerosene on the table spilled to the ground.
Then, a match was thrown up.
call!
The flames shot up directly.
Jason disappeared into the courtyard carrying the 103 yuan he found, a few paper tickets and 10 gold leaves.
The fire spread and soon the entire house was ablaze.
Thick smoke billowed into the sky.
clang!
Dangdang!
"It's gone! It's gone!"
Neighbors all around rushed out and started putting out the fire.
There was even a ‘fire truck’ converted from a flatbed truck.
When the fire was extinguished, the charred corpses in the house were revealed.
"Ah! Someone is dead!"
a neighbor shouted.
People around started to avoid it, but there were also bold ones who wanted to watch the fun, but they were all stopped by the man pushing the "fire truck".
"Don't even move."
"Report to the official."
the man said.
"Brother Xun, what's going on?"
Another neighbor asked.
"Although these guys live alone, I have seen them all coming in and out. They are all strong men. Moreover, every one of them looks evil. They should not be kind people. Now there is a fire and no one has run out.
, obviously it’s impossible, and it’s not like I’m old and can’t walk anymore, so I guess it’s a gang vendetta.”
The man known as Brother Xun said.
After hearing such words, the surrounding neighbors took a deep breath and began to retreat one after another.
They are all from poor families and cannot afford to offend gangs, let alone the government.
Therefore, when Jia Youcai came here, an old man with a gray beard came out to receive Jia Youcai on behalf of everyone.
There is an official decree from the government that people over sixty can be 'exempted from the rules'.
Not only do you no longer need to kneel down, but some of the so-called rules are also gone.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Jia Youcai felt a headache.
It’s not that there are no benefits, it’s because the old man can’t see clearly, hear clearly, and can’t answer any questions.
However, this did not trouble Jia Youcai.
Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat holes.
Jia Youcai also has his own news channels.
Although it doesn't work very well when people are alive, it will definitely work when people are dead.
After all, gang members value their territory.
Whoever helps him, he will give the vacated territory in front of him.
That's the rule.
Of course, the share of money cannot be small.
This is also the rule.
"Xiao Liu, go and find out some news."
Jia Youcai waved his hand, and a policeman with a sharp face ran out.
Soon, the exact news will be available.
"Boss, this group is Zhao Yang!"
"Hiss, Zhao Yang?"
"That Zhao Yang who once killed many people?"
Jia Youcai took a breath of cold air.
"That's him."
The little catcher said, with a look of horror on his face.
And just when Jia Youcai and Xiao Liu were looking at each other, Jason had already returned to the martial arts gym.
This time, instead of placing the ocean and gold leaves in the previously hidden place, they placed them directly on the rafters, leaving only the paper notes with a total face value of 31 yuan stuffed into the money bag sewn by Doubao.
The amount of Chen Tong's ill-gotten wealth was relatively large, and so many gold leaves were too eye-catching.
There are not many of them at the moment, and even if they are discovered, it can be said to be their own savings.
After finishing all this, Jason patted his clothes to make sure there was no kerosene smell on them before walking out of the room.
By this time, the apprentices had dispersed.
There were two old ladies, one was cleaning and the other was helping the beanbags.
Without disturbing a chef who was working hard, Jason walked around his martial arts studio, first inside, then outside.
"Master Mu, okay."
"Master Mu, okay."
Along the way, passers-by greeted me one after another.
Obviously, 'he' had a good reputation here before.
In order to fit this personality, he nodded in response and kept scanning his surroundings.
This was the first time he truly looked around.
There is a signboard hanging on the restaurant, and the red flag is fluttering in the evening breeze. The three words "Zuixianglou" are written on the wooden plaque. The handwriting is clear and the writing is sharp. Jason can't see why, but this word
It looks good, far better than the words on the signs of the surrounding shops.
There was a constant flow of pedestrians, including men in suits and leather shoes, long robes and mandarin jackets, as well as shirtless men with short sleeves.
The women wear colorful cheongsams and student uniforms with black skirts and light blue or white tops.
When two female students in distinctive student uniforms passed by Jason, they couldn't help but take a second look at Jason standing on the roadside, their eyes full of curiosity.
Obviously, they rarely see anyone as tall and burly as Jason.
"Is this for martial arts training?"
The girl with braids quietly asked her companion.
"Definitely."
"Not far behind you is the martial arts school."
The girl with a round face and fair skin said, looking at the martial arts gym with a hint of longing.
"Don't think about it. Your father's ability to let you study is already the biggest concession. Do you still want to learn martial arts?"
"Be careful and you won't be able to leave the house for the rest of your life."
"Otherwise, we can just get married and have children."
The girl with braids obviously guessed what her best friend wanted to do.
"It sounds like you don't want to learn martial arts."
"I heard from my brother that if you practice martial arts to a certain level, you will be able to withstand muskets."
The round-faced girl said, with even more yearning in her eyes.
"I heard my sister say that too."
"However, those must be warriors that can only be seen in big martial arts halls such as Beidu, Magic City, and Xiangcheng, right?"
"In a mountain city like ours, even the most powerful head catcher in Dongcheng may not be able to do it."
The girl with braided braids shook her head and sighed.
There are people who lament that the mountain city is too small and remote, and they also yearn for big cities.
"The chief arrester of Dongcheng?"
"I heard that he is practicing Iron Clothes."
"Being invulnerable."
The round-faced girl obviously knows better.
But that's all.
More?
Obviously it's not something two students can know, but it's enough.
It is enough to prove that their family is not an ordinary family.
Jason couldn't help but glance at the two of them. Immediately, the two female students stopped talking. They did not lower their heads shyly like ordinary girls, or simply ran away.
Instead, he smiled apologetically at Jason.
"Sorry, I disturbed you by talking to my friend."
The girl with braids and the girl with round face apologized repeatedly.
Then, the two turned around and left.
Naturally, Jason would not be dissatisfied with this.
The road in front of him belonged to everyone, not him. What's more, the other party was just chatting and didn't interfere with anything.
Of course, Jason wouldn't pay more attention to the two of them.
Good-looking people are not as important as delicious food.
Jason turned around with his hands behind his back, and Beanbag happened to come out wearing an apron.
Looking at Jason waiting at the door, Doubao showed a big smile and said——
