The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 24 What a clever thing but a clumsy one
"It seems that our trip was in vain..."

On the eaves of a three-story restaurant in Caoshi, a tall figure in a high hat, a wide belt, and flowing sleeves looked down at Wang Wen and Peng Ying, who were fighting fiercely below. He said softly with a smile, "This kid is not as unruly as you say!"

From their perspective, they could not only see Wang Wen, Peng Ying and others fighting below, but also see two groups of people outside Caoshi moving rapidly towards this side, and they were about to collide with each other by accident.

Of the two groups, one was neatly dressed and armed with all black clothes and black swords; the other was dressed in disorderly clothes, and everyone had a white scarf tied on their right arm.

"It's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

A voice, delighted but slightly helpless, echoed beside the tall figure: "From what I know about this brat, he's definitely planning to lure the snake out of its hole if he can, or at least get some wine if he can't. It's a win-win situation."

The person who spoke was Huang Xingde, the leader of the Qinghe Gang.

"Hahaha……"

The tall figure couldn't help but chuckle and chuckled, "I think this kid is a rare gem in the rough, yet he possesses great skill."

"Oh?"

Hearing such high praise, Huang Xingde was both delighted and surprised: "Why do you say that, Senior Brother?"

The tall figure smiled and said, "I was walking around the city these past few days and accidentally heard an interesting story."

Huang Xingde: "What's the matter?"

The tall figure raised his chin and said, "About a month ago, a family was murdered right here."

Huang Xingde thought carefully for a moment and nodded, "I've heard of this case. It seems the government hasn't found the murderer yet."

The tall figure turned around and glanced at him. "That day, when the Yamen's detectives were investigating the crime scene, that kid was also here watching the excitement."

Huang Xingde raised his eyebrows in confusion and recalled for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I didn't know about this."

The tall figure nodded and continued, "That day, the head constable saw the child in the crowd and kept staring at him..."

Huang Xingde slowly frowned: "That guy suspected that the murder was committed by Erhu? Is there such a thing?"

A tall figure said, "For a case like that, it's normal for the detective to have some suspicions when this kid shows up at the scene."

Huang Xingde pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The tall figure seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help laughing: "Do you know how that child handled it at that time?"

Huang Xingde was stunned for a moment, then replied, "He didn't rush up and beat up that constable, did he? This bastard is not someone who can tolerate rudeness!"

The tall figure shook his head and laughed, "When the kid saw the captain of the police staring at him, he jumped up and, in front of all the spectators, openly invited the captain of the police to join him for a drink!"

"You idiot bastard!"

Huang Xingde was both angry and amused after hearing this: "Brother, what kind of unpolished jade is this? Are the requirements for unpolished jade so low now?"

"Junior brother, you have too deep a prejudice against this child."

The smile on the tall figure's face grew even more intense. "If it were you, how would you respond to the suspicion of the chief constable?"

Huang Xingde thought for a moment and shook his head, "It's hard to say. It depends on the person. If the constable is someone I know well, I'll just leave and talk to him later. If he's not, I'll probably just ask him directly. What the hell is he looking at? He who is upright has nothing to fear!"

The tall figure gave him a strange look, shook his head, and said slowly, "Under the circumstances at that time, whether you leave or actively defend yourself, it's a bad idea. It will make people suspect that the murder was committed by that kid!"

Huang Xingde pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement. "That's true. Given our reputation as a Cao Gang, once suspicion is aroused, it's very difficult to clear the suspicion. Even if the authorities track down the real culprit, I'm afraid some people will still think we secretly bribed the authorities to take the blame. This is like getting muddy in your pants. It's shit!"

The tall figure exclaimed in sincere admiration, "This is the child's brilliance. He took the initiative but refused to talk about the case. Instead, he used this seemingly inappropriate method to divert everyone's attention to romantic matters. He extricated himself cleanly and neatly, vented his anger at being wrongly accused, and tactfully showed off his skills... In such a hurry, he was able to come up with such a response that killed three birds with one stone. This kind of quick wit is worthy of being called a rough diamond." "This..."

Huang Xingde even doubted for a moment whether he really understood his foolish godson. However, after recalling the troubles his adopted son had gotten into, he quickly reaffirmed his belief: "Brother, I still think that bastard was just a blind cat that happened to meet a dead mouse!"

He thought to himself that the jerk had never taken the reputation of their Cao Gang seriously. Whenever he went out to cause trouble, he would have wanted to just carry the Cao Gang's sign on his shoulders and parade through the streets...

"Once it was a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, but every time it's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?"

The tall figure raised his chin towards Wang Wen and Peng Ying who were punching each other below and asked.

Huang Xingde smiled bitterly and said, "I actually hope that he is just like what you said, a rough and unpolished jade!"

"That's fine..."

The tall figure smiled knowingly, as if understanding his father's dilemma, and said, "As the saying goes, 'a needle placed in a bag will reveal its tip.' If the child is truly talented, he will eventually come to the fore... Was the man wielding the long whip the thief who broke into my Cao Gang's hall that night and committed a crime?"

He pointed at a nimble figure in the distance who was waving a pale whip and fighting with a group of Si Tianwei, and asked softly.

Huang Xingde glanced in the direction of his finger and nodded, saying, "If there's no one else who's good at using a whip, then he's the one!"

The tall figure said "hmm" lightly and nodded, "I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he leaped up and flew three or four feet away as lightly as a big bird.

……

In the Grass Market, Wang Wen, who had exchanged hundreds of quick punches with Peng Ying, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned, "Ugly freak, do you still have the strength?"

He had long heard that masters of Hua Jin had all their strength mixed together as one, reaching the advanced state of "having a bird in hand but unable to fly", and each of them was a powerful warrior who could defeat a thousand with one.

But after today's fight, he finally understood what Hua Jin meant!

With his fist, he could even smash through a dirt wall that was more than a foot thick.

But when the punches landed on Peng Ying, it was like hitting feathers in the air, making it impossible to exert any force, let alone exert any strength.

On the contrary, Peng Ying's pair of flesh palms were like eighteen kinds of weapons, sometimes like a gun, sometimes like a hammer, and sometimes like a shield.

The seemingly powerful punch could actually transform into a soft force that pushed him away.

The seemingly weak and powerless palm strike was like a sledgehammer when it landed on him.

This fight had left him in such pain that he almost vomited blood...

Do not!
He was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Peng Ying!
The triple iron shirt that can protect against knife and axe attacks, plus a layer of chain mail, couldn't stop this guy's fist!
He was forced to fight back quickly, using his supernatural power as well as the strong hidden energy cultivated from the Black Tiger Fist and Iron Shirt as his capital to suppress Peng Ying and avoid being shocked to death by Peng Ying's counterattack.

Wang Wen is grinning...

But Peng Ying looked at him as if he had seen a ghost: "What the hell kind of monster are you?"

It was he who gave the secret of the iron shirt to Huang Xingde. Couldn't he see that the reckless man in front of him had already mastered the iron shirt?

But how could this reckless man master the Iron Shirt to perfection in such a short time?

"Want to know?"

Wang Wen, who had caught his breath, lunged forward again with a sinister grin: "Go and ask the King of Hell!"

(End of this chapter)