The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 42 Revenge
"Ouch... (The idea is difficult, so let's go shoulder to shoulder)"

Wang Wen's fierce aura enveloped the entire venue like an explosion, causing a high-pitched wolf howl to reach the sky.

The next moment, pairs of pale green eyes jumped up from both sides of the horse path, reflecting bright animal shadows in the bright moon like a white jade plate, and all pounced towards Wang Wen in mid-air.

"You'll all die!"

Wang Wen roared violently and swung his steel knife, splashing thousands of ink spots in all directions, setting off a chaotic and miserable howl.

His burly figure leaped up and continued to rush forward without slowing down, like a charging bull, violently knocking away an unknown beast that was rushing in front of him, and then pounced ferociously on the pretentious little brat in the middle of the road.

Unexpectedly, when he rushed out of the herd, what he saw was not the little brat fleeing in panic.

But it was a butt showing its butthole to him!

"puff."

Then he saw a thick, shit-yellow smoke gushing out, and the stench that rushed straight to the top of his head made Wang Wen almost suffocate.

He held his breath in shock and anger, and used his Thousand-Pound Weight Kung Fu to force himself to the ground halfway, and the steel knife in his hand slashed angrily through the air.

"Thorn."

There was a flash of lightning, and a black tiger as sticky as asphalt rushed out from the blade, pounced on the unscrupulous little bastard with lightning speed, and instantly submerged him.

"Squeak..."

Hearing the high-pitched screams coming from the Yin Lei, Wang Wen felt extremely happy and tried his best to activate the Yin Lei, refining the little bastard with all his strength. At the same time, he turned around and swung his sword to sweep across the entire army, breaking the evil wind behind him.

The shiny steel knife was covered with a thick layer of Yin thunder, which did not reflect any light under the bright moonlight!
"Pfft."

"Ow..."

A thick wolf claw flew up with a splash of blood. Wang Wen leaned sideways and passed by the screaming three-clawed wolf. Then he raised a gust of evil wind and rushed towards the animal shadows that were rushing towards Xu Ergou and the others.

"Go away!"

"Die to me!"

He roared furiously, using his hands and feet to chop and kick away the beast shadows.

Among them were some huge monsters that were over ten feet long, and they were all kicked back like balls by him.

As the Yin Thunder flew out from the steel knife, each drop was like concentrated sulfuric acid. It made a "sizzling" sound when it fell on the bodies of these beast shadows, corroding a large mass of flesh and blood, causing these beast shadows to be in a state of panic and howling in pain.

His figure running back and forth among the intertwined beast shadows was like a wave, but he was like a rock blocking the beast shadows that kept rushing towards him from both sides.

The large amount of Yin thunder that he splashed out seemed to have consciousness. It squirmed and gathered towards Xu Ergou and others who fell to the ground, turning into a black carpet that covered them.

"Everyone stop it!"

A fierce roar was heard, and the dozens of beast shadows surrounding Wang Wen stopped their attacks.

Wang Wen also waved his sword to protect himself and retreated quickly. He glanced in the direction where the sound came from, and immediately threw up his sword with his right hand and stretched out his hand to grab in the direction where the sound came from.

"Keng."

The moment his left hand steadily caught the steel knife, a large ball of pitch-black lightning shot back into the palm of his right hand.

"Stop, I'm telling you to stop. If you dare to move again, I'll bite him to death!"

The voice that had just roared suddenly became anxious, and continued to roar crazily.

Wang Wen turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and the Yin Lei in the palm of his right hand squirmed and slowly retracted into his body, revealing a bloody and skinned yellow-skinned creature, which was screaming miserably as he pinched its neck.

It was the little bastard who had just blocked his way and was talking nonsense!
The numerous animal shadows retreated like a tide, and the only two figures left on the horse trail stared at each other from a distance.

Wang Wen was seen panting, standing on a vast expanse of Yin thunder that resembled ripples on a mirror lake. Black energy rose from his body like a raging flame. In one hand, he held a knife, in the other, a blood-soaked yellow-skinned creature. His eyes were violent and murderous! Two feet in front of him, an old yellow-skinned creature, dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe like a human and tied with a jade belt around its waist. The gray hair on its head and hands emitted a faint, goose-yellow, lustrous shimmer. It stood on the chest of a Si Tianwei, whose life or death was unknown, and stared at him with a sinister look.

"If you return my grandson to me, I will return your men to you!"

The old yellow-skinned man stared at him intently, and said in a cold tone: "You and I will each retreat and keep out of each other's way!"

Wang Wen expressionlessly stuck the steel knife into his side, stretched out his thumb to scratch his ear, then tilted his head to listen attentively: "What did you say? Speak louder!"

The old yellow-skinned man was furious, but he managed to be patient and said in a slow tone, "I said, you return what belongs to my grandson to me..."

"Kaba."

The crisp sound of bones cracking, like the sound of frying copper beans, interrupted the voice of the old yellow-skinned man.

It stared blankly at the adorable grandson whose head turned in Wang Wen's arms, and its eyes suddenly brightened.

Wang Wen, expressionless, twisted the little yellow fox's head with his hands, then twisted its head with one hand and its body with the other, and suddenly exerted force with both hands...

"Stab!"

A piece of freshly baked lamb ribs was pulled out from the chest of the little yellow-skinned man, bringing out a puff of smelly blood plasma that flew around like raindrops.

"Pfft."

A bowl-sized rat head with a piece of lamb ribs on it landed at the feet of the old yellow-skinned man. After rolling twice, it revealed a pair of frightened green eyes, staring straight at the old yellow-skinned man.

Wang Wen on the other side kindly reminded them gently, "Here, I'll give it back to you!"

"what……"

The old yellow-skinned man went crazy all of a sudden, his eyes bared and his sharp fangs were exposed. He crouched down and madly bit Si Tianwei's throat, tearing out pieces of flesh and blood.

The still unconscious Si Tianwei twitched violently a few times, and died without even a scream...

Wang Wen stood unmoved in the middle of the dark thunder, watching the old yellow-skinned man bite off the neck of the Si Tianwei piece by piece.

The Si Tianwei's name was Chen Sandao.

He was one of his eight close associates in the Qinghe Gang.

He is also his closest brother among all his close associates, second only to Xu Ergou.

He is neither tall nor short, and his martial arts skills are neither high nor low. He doesn't talk much and doesn't smile often. He is not as lively and conspicuous as Xu Ergou.

But whenever good things happened to him, even if it was just a piece of good meat cut by the family, they would never forget to send him a portion. He was also steady, bold and careful in his work, and he never made any mistakes in the tasks entrusted to him...

Wang Wen has always been optimistic about him and thinks that as long as he doesn't fall behind, he will have a promising future.

Now, he has no future...

"It is said that……"

It was not until the old yellow-skinned man held up Chen Sandao's head that Wang Wen spoke calmly, "You yellow-skinned people are the most vindictive. You may not repay a favor, but you will definitely avenge a grudge."

"My surname is Wang, my given name is Wen, and I'm from Yangzhou."

"My friends on the street call me Wang Lao Hu. I currently hold the position of Yangzhou Dusi Tianjian, a seventh-rank official in the Imperial Observatory."

"Go to Yangzhou and ask around. I'm sure you'll find me."

"Recognize my face, and don't look for the wrong person."

"I'm waiting for you to come and seek revenge on me."

(End of this chapter)