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Chapter 51 [The Horror Legend of Qinghe Town Returns for a Limited Time (Please Read)]

Night, outside the restaurant.

Zhang Long hugged his two fellow apprentices, and the three of them walked out drunk.

He has been living a very carefree life recently.

Since I was promoted from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, my monthly salary has increased fivefold from ten taels. What does fifty taels a month mean? I can support a family of five for a year and still have fifteen taels left.

As for cultivation resources, secret medicine for forging skin and replenishing flesh, all are provided by the Third Master Qian. Once people have money, they will improve their quality of life.

When I had no money, I could only eat coarse food in the outer courtyard every day. Now, I come to the restaurant every now and then, drink a few glasses with three or five brothers, and keep a slightly tipsy feeling. Life is so comfortable.

Of course, I didn’t dare to delay practicing boxing.

He knew in his heart that the reason why Young Master Qian valued him was because of his boxing skills.

"Master, senior brother, big big big big brother, tell me, we, we should not go out every night, can we please go out?"

Zhang Long sneered at his junior's stuttering question while drunk. You've already drunk, and you're still asking me if I can do it. That's ridiculous.

"Junior brother, what are you afraid of? I come out occasionally, and I'm fine."

In response to this, another junior brother heard this and nodded in agreement.

"You kid, not only do you have a low alcohol tolerance, you are also timid. Senior Brother said that the things coming down from Qingshan are difficult to deal with, but where are the things he mentioned in the past few months?

Besides, there are so many ghost stories in Qinghe Town. But, who has really encountered one since we were young? The so-called haunted house of Huang last time was actually just a robbery. "

Zhang Long pointed at his fellow apprentice who was speaking and laughed.

"When you mentioned the ghost story, I suddenly remembered the legendary Dragon Locking Well at the east end of our town. It is said that there is a demon dragon locked inside, so when I was a kid, I would sneak a peek inside every day, hoping to see what the demon dragon looks like.

Later, I asked around several times, can you two guess what happened? There was no evil dragon locked inside, but there was a scholar here who abandoned his wife and children in order to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official.

So the scholar's wife, holding her three-year-old child, jumped into the well and committed suicide. When the scholar found out, he immediately sent someone to perform a ritual, supposedly to lock the souls of the mother and child in the well.

The three of them supported each other along the way, and from time to time they expressed their opinions on the legends of Qinghe Town, or told each other the news they had learned.

Suddenly, the person who initially asked if we could go out at night stood there, motionless.

"Lao Li, what's wrong? Are you going to vomit?"

In response to their questions, he tremblingly stretched out his finger and pointed straight ahead.

"Pig Pig Pig"

"What?"

Zhang Long and the other man raised their heads and looked in the direction of each other's fingers. Under the moonlight, they saw a huge pig-headed man smiling at them.

In an instant, he suddenly woke up from the drunken state.

“There really is a pig-headed man!”

"Ow—"

With a pig-like squeal, the pig-headed man rumbled towards them.

"run!"

Without saying a word, Zhang left the two of them behind and ran for his life.

He was not a fool. He heard that Jiang Yu, the former butler of the gambling house, died at the hands of the pig-headed man. No matter whether the monster at this time was a strong man in disguise or a thing that really came down from the green mountains, he was not capable of fighting it.

As for the two junior brothers who were abandoned by him, their crotches immediately became wet. How many people can remain unscathed after seeing the horror legend with their own eyes?

What they never expected was that the pig-headed man ignored them and passed right between them. He Sheng's purpose was simple, to cut off the wings of the Third Master Qian in the inner courtyard.

The two of them were not Qian family's lackeys at all, why kill them?

Zhang Long, who was desperately trying to escape, heard the footsteps gradually approaching him from behind. He couldn't help but curse his two junior brothers in his heart for being useless and unable to even stop the pig-headed man for a while.

No, the opponent was obviously much faster than him, and if he continued to run, he would inevitably have to fight. Moreover, running at full speed would consume a lot of energy.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Long immediately turned around and attacked with the "Bronze Statue Fist".

"boom!"

He turned around and threw a punch, gathering all his strength and using the special force-generating technique of "Bronze Statue Fist". The momentum was truly astonishing.

Mr. Zhang swore to heaven that due to the extreme mental tension and the pressure of life and death crisis, the punch he threw tonight was definitely the most perfect punch he had ever thrown.

But, alas.

"boom!"

A punch hit He Sheng's chest, but it didn't even make him shake. A huge hand stretched out and covered Zhang Long's head.

"wait for me."

Before he could finish his words, he pinched his fingers hard.

"boom!"

Zhang Long's head exploded like a watermelon, and red and white objects mixed with broken bones splattered everywhere and scattered all over the ground.

"Pfft!"

The headless body falling to the ground formed a sharp contrast with the triumphant look when leaving the restaurant.

The two junior brothers who had wet their pants were completely stunned.

In their eyes, such a powerful Senior Brother Zhang was actually vulnerable.

"Da da da"

The pig-headed man turned and walked towards them, and the two of them were frightened like sieves.

As imagined, the murder to silence the witness did not happen.

The monster didn't even bother to look at them and just walked right between them again.

"."

The two of them stared at the pig-headed man's back until his huge body disappeared from their sight. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief and put their hearts back to their throats.

"Brother, you died tragically!" The most timid junior brother cried loudly. It was not because they had a deep relationship, but they just experienced a thrilling roller coaster ride, and they couldn't help crying.

"Stop crying, go to the inner gate and report to the senior brother."

On the other side, He Sheng ran to the home of Mr. Qian San, the second most lackey.

In the inner and outer courtyards of the Vajra Fist Gym, it is well known that Young Master Qian has three lackeys under his command.

The third oldest is Zhang Long, the first is Li Zheng, and the second is a senior brother from the inner courtyard.

Senior Brother Li would not move for the time being. After all, this person had helped him a lot in the past and was a warm-hearted person. Although, because of Mr. Qian, he gradually distanced himself from him, he still remembered all the help he had received and gave him a chance.

If Senior Brother Li really listened to him and came over to make things difficult for him, then I can only apologize.

As for Mr. Qian San, why did he only have three subordinates in the inner courtyard after staying in Qinghe Town for half a year?
Haha, 90% of the people who can enter the inner courtyard are from wealthy families.

I have money and I have talent in boxing, so why should I work like a dog for Qian Lao San?

That's why the other party went to the outer courtyard to recruit people.

About a quarter of an hour later, He Sheng arrived at the home of the senior brother from the inner courtyard.

He climbed over the wall and knocked on the door.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Who is it?"

The senior brother from the inner courtyard, who was awakened from his sleep, asked in a bad mood.

Then, he hurriedly put on a piece of clothing, left the bedroom and went to open the door.

"Why are you here so late at night?"

The senior brother mumbled sleepily, it's not like someone has done this before, so he didn't find it strange.

When he reached the door, there was a loud bang and the wooden door exploded.

A strong arm stretched out from the flying wood chips and grabbed his head.

'not good! '

The next second, with a bang, the head was crushed into pieces.

"Pfft!"

After Zhang Long, another headless corpse fell to the ground.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for following the wrong person and standing on the wrong side."

As a human being, you always have to pay a price for your choices.

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