From a beggar on South Street to the supreme devil

Chapter 8 Killing

In front of the house.

Facing the aggressive Gao Wei, Jiang Chen remained calm.

The long-honed opening move was used, and the wooden stick made from the trunk of a heavy iron tree was raised.

Take a step forward, twist your waist and turn your hips, spreading the strength from the soles of your feet upwards, and let your whole body's strength flow into your arms along the spine.

"call--"

The sound of breaking wind exploded in the air, and the wooden stick hit Gao Wei on the head.

Gao Wei's momentum to charge forward froze, and he subconsciously reached out to stop it.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard, and severe pain spread from the arm into Gao Wei's mind.

"Clang!"

The dagger in Gao Wei's hand fell directly to the ground, and he fell backwards to the ground.

broken!

His arm was broken and the clear pain kept stimulating his mind. Gao Wei couldn't help but sweat on his back and forehead.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Jiang Chen.

"you……"

How can this guy have so much strength!

Jiang Chen had a blank expression on his face. Holding the bloody stick in his hand, he took three or two steps to stand in front of Gao Wei.

Gao Wei's pupils shrank and he opened his mouth in horror:
"save……"

"Oh!"

Jiang Chen swung out with a stick, crushing his throat.

……

Jiang Chen glanced around.

There were two bodies outside the house and one body inside.
There is also Gao Wei who is about to die and cannot speak.

Tonight's trip was a great success.

Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hehe-"

Gao Wei, who was lying on the ground, had blood spurting out of his mouth.

The anger in his eyes had long since turned into pleading and pain.

“Don’t, don’t kill…”

Jiang Chen glanced at him and grinned:

"Aren't you very capable? Why aren't you moving now?"

He shook his head and looked around the house.

"Where did you hide the money? Tell me the truth and I'll spare you... Never mind, I don't think you'll believe me, so I'll just find it myself."

After saying that, Jiang Chen swung out with the stick again, breaking Gao Wei's neck.

Gao Wei's head tilted and his eyes quickly dimmed.

……

The courtyard where Gao Wei lived was located in a remote area, near South Street, and not many people lived there.

So even though there was such a commotion, no other people heard it.

Jiang Chen first touched the bodies of the four people.

He found thirty copper coins and one penny of silver on Gao Wei's body.

A total of 110 coins were found on the other three people.

After searching through all the drawers and cabinets in the house for a long time, they finally found the place where Gao Wei had hidden the money.

"Clang-"

Jiang Chen smashed the shackles on a small box in front of him with a stick and opened it to take a look.

There were three silver coins worth one ounce each and more than three hundred copper coins in it.

By this calculation, we have gained a total of three taels and six cents of silver from tonight's trip.

Jiang Chen picked up the silver, put it into a cloth bag, and then stuffed it into his arms.

The amount of money Gao Wei had on him was about what Jiang Chen had expected.

Although these guys collected the daily allowance from beggars, the bulk of it still had to be handed over to the Shun'anfang Yamen, and they could only take a small portion for themselves.

Moreover, these guys indulge in delicious food and wine every day, and visit brothels from time to time. Naturally, it is impossible for them to save much money.

It's already good enough to find three taels of silver.

Jiang Chen collected the money and dealt with the bodies.

The wounds on the bodies were enlarged, so that the wounds on several bodies no longer looked like stick marks.

Then he turned and left the house.

After a while, we returned to the South Street Ancestral Hall.

I took a look at Lao Qian’s thatched pile. At this time, Lao Qian was still sleeping soundly.

He withdrew his gaze and lay down to rest.

……

The next morning.

Jiang Chen got up as usual, said hello to Lao Qian, and then went out to beg. He did not return until the afternoon.

South Street Crossing. If it were in the past, Gao Wei and his companions should have come to South Street Crossing to collect the regular fee.

But today, the South Street intersection is empty.

Many beggars thought that Gao Wei had drunk too much, and they were secretly delighted. They hurried into South Street, fearing that they would be caught by Gao Wei who was late.

Jiang Chen munched on a pancake and returned to the South Street Ancestral Hall. He took out a bag of medicinal herbs from his arms and handed it to Lao Qian.

"I'll drink for a few more days."

Old Qian took the herbs and didn't care where Jiang Chen got the money from.

he knows,
Jiang Chen is now very skilled at acting and begging, and he can earn a lot of money every day.

It’s not surprising that I can save up another bag of medicinal materials.

Jiang Chen began to practice [Stun] as usual.

An hour later.

Sweating profusely, he opened the panel and took a look.

[Sap: Level 15 (1000/)]

After reaching the second stage, even with the nourishment of the body-tempering soup, the efficiency of gaining experience slowed down.

Fifteen experience points per hour, and he can practice for two to three hours at most every day.

That is thirty to forty-five experience points.

If you want to upgrade [Stun] to the third level, it will take about a month.

It’s not too long, just take your time.

Jiang Chen pondered in his mind and continued to practice.

……

Time passed until evening.

A sensational piece of news spread throughout the entire South Street like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Gao Wei is dead!

He was beaten to death, along with his three brothers!
Lao Qian went for a walk outside, learned the news, and then hurried back to tell Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, Gao Wei is dead!" Old Qian strode into the ancestral hall.

Jiang Chen wiped his face and raised his head: "Dead? How did he die?"

Old Qian was amazed:

"It is said that they were beaten to death last night. Two died outside and two died inside. The police from Shunanfang Yamen are here."

He sat back down on the straw.

"It's better to die. It can be regarded as eliminating harm to the people."

Jiang Chen nodded: "Indeed, but in this case, do we still have to pay the regular fee in the future?"

Old Qian shook his head and said:

"We still have to. We are a group of beggars. We don't have a household registration in Yanyang City, and we don't have to pay taxes. But we still live on the land of Yanyang City. Naturally, the government will not let us go."

"When the new officers arrive, I guess we'll have to pay it, but it should be a little less..."

Jiang Chen nodded, thoughtfully.

He suddenly remembered something and asked again:

"By the way, Old Qian, you said yesterday that with my current physical energy and blood, I can almost start practicing martial arts, right?"

Old Qian nodded: "It's almost done. Next, you have to find a way to get a martial arts technique."

Jiang Chen was a little confused: "Didn't you practice martial arts before? Don't you have any martial arts skills?"

Old Qian's face twitched slightly: "I haven't even finished tempering my body, how can I possibly get access to the technique?"

amount……

Jiang Chen blinked his eyes: "Then how do we practice this technique?"

Qian Duobao thought about it for a while and replied:

"There are two ways."

"First, the martial arts schools and bookstores in Yanyang City may have martial arts techniques, but the quality of these techniques is probably not high."

"Second, to join the three sects of Yanyang."

Jiang Chen was thoughtful.

The three sects of Yanyang...

The Dragon Elephant Sect’s sphere of influence covers thousands of miles.

The Yanyang City under its rule was governed by the three affiliated sects of the Dragon Elephant Sect.

These three affiliated sects are the Longhu, Liuguang and Shuiyun sects.

All the offices and positions in charge of Yanyang City were divided up among the disciples of the three Yanyang sects.

The skills of these three sects are naturally very different from those of ordinary martial arts schools.

If possible,
Jiang Chen naturally still hopes to obtain better skills.

Qian Duobao thought for a moment and said:
"I heard that every once in a while, the three sects of Yanyang will recruit people for selection, but I don't know the specific situation, so I might as well find out first."

Jiang Chen nodded: "Okay."

……

(End of this chapter)