When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 4 My name is Black Tiger Aze
On the playground, the students were practicing martial arts, humming and laughing.

Zhong Jing took back his trench coat and put it back on. Although he had practiced the "Five Animal Frolics" several times, there was not a trace of sweat on his face, and he still looked refreshed.

"Tell me, what brings you back?"

Yan Xinnian watched the students practice martial arts while asking softly.

“It’s just something I did on the way,” Zhong Jing said with a smile. “I was going home anyway, so I stopped by my alma mater to see if there were any outstanding talents.”

"Don't come here."

Yan Xinnian scoffed, "Don't forget you were once my student too. Do you think I don't know you? You never come here unless you have a reason, and you never do anything unnecessary. Besides, I've heard that you've been very active these past two years, taking on missions and chasing down cult members everywhere since your freshman year."

At this point, Yan Xinnian glanced at Zhong Jing's face out of the corner of his eye and noticed a strange expression.

"Are there really cultists nearby?" Yan Xinnian's expression turned serious.

Cultists believe in so-called true gods from other worlds, their thinking is alienated, they lack normal human morality, and the practices they practice are bizarre and cruel, inextricably linked to killing.

Furthermore, cult members are adept at bewitching people and recruiting new members. They are like cockroaches; if you find one, you're sure to find a whole nest of them nearby.

Therefore, it is never too much to be wary of cult members.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Jing remained silent for a moment, then whispered, "Do you know about the murder case mentioned in the recent news?"

"I know, they say four people have already been killed, and it's causing widespread panic."

“Not four people, but fourteen,” Zhong Jing lowered his voice further. “Besides the central urban area, people were killed in the other eight districts. The causes of death were different, but all the bodies had their hearts removed.”

"The Sacred Heart Cult?" Yan Xinnian asked in a deep voice.

The Sacred Heart Cult, a cult that emerged thirty years ago, believes that the heart is the great medicine that can be consumed to participate in the creation of the universe. Its followers eat the heart to promote their spiritual practice, and it is one of the most notorious cults.

“It has been confirmed that there is more than one perpetrator. We can basically rule out the possibility that it was someone with a particular fetish who committed the crime. It has been confirmed that it was those beasts from the Sacred Heart Cult,” Zhong Jing said.

If there is only one perpetrator, it's possible they have a particular fetish.

However, once it involves multiple people, the probability shifts towards the Sacred Heart Cult. After all, this kind of peculiar hobby is all about rarity; it's rare for multiple people to share the same peculiar hobby.

After hearing these words, Yan Xinnian looked worried. Zhong Jing, the investigator, however, remained calm and even had the composure to observe the students' situation.

"Oh?"

Zhong Jing paused for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Has a talent actually emerged?"

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On the other side, Bai Ze practiced more and more smoothly, and his moves became more and more fluid.

He is like a seed that has received water, now sprouting from the soil, with the foundation laid over eleven years being continuously developed.

His entire body felt like it was heating up, and as he sweated, Bai Ze seemed to hear the sounds of his internal muscles and bones throbbing.

"Goo-"

The sudden rumbling made Bai Ze slowly stop. He heard his stomach rumbling loudly, and a strong feeling of hunger swept over him.

It was at this moment that the bell rang, and before we knew it, an hour and a half had passed.

One martial arts class is equivalent to two other classes, totaling an hour and a half, and Bai Ze practiced for almost an hour and a half. In his focused state, he completely forgot about time.

As soon as he relaxed, Bai Ze felt a bit sore in his body, as if he had just done strenuous exercise.

He silently cast a buff on himself to relieve the soreness, but then his vision blurred and he felt a little dizzy.

'Is the use of "words become law" going to drain my energy?' Bai Ze wondered to himself.

I didn't feel much of a difference when I used it less, but now that I'm using it more and the energy is being depleted, I'm starting to feel dizzy.

At this point, Yan Xinnian called everyone to assemble and line up again. After giving a few brief instructions, he announced the end of get out of class.

"Aze, let's go eat," Luo Tao said as he walked over.

The two talked as they walked toward the cafeteria.

"There are two more literature classes this afternoon, Aze. I have to go to work a part-time job after class. What do you say?" Luo Tao said as he walked.

In this era, population is a strategic resource, and all countries advocate for having more children, with orphanages receiving funding. Dongxia is even more advanced than other countries, providing all citizens with twelve years of compulsory education free of charge.

Even so, it is still not enough to support the training of martial arts students.

Therefore, Bai Ze and Luo Tao would work part-time during their spare time to satisfy their appetites, which were greater than that of ordinary people, and to prepare for the future.

Once they reach adulthood, they will have to leave the orphanage and fend for themselves.

Bai Ze thought for a moment and said, "I'll look for a job a couple of days later."

He was unconscious for two days, then rested for another day, and had already been fired from his part-time job. However, Fang Zhenyang still had some money left over from the medical expenses he had paid, which should last him a few more days.

"Okay, you can rest for two days first."

As Luo Tao spoke, he took out a second-hand smartphone and said, "When you go back this afternoon, don't go to secluded places, lest that bastard surnamed Fang causes trouble. Call me if anything happens."

In front of everyone, Fang Zhenyang still didn't dare to make a move.

He shouldn't be afraid of losing money, but if a student with a criminal record like him dares to commit another offense, he will most likely be expelled.

If he were to cause trouble for Bai Ze on the street, perhaps no kind person would stop him, but someone would definitely film it on their phone, and he would be 100% exposed. Therefore, even if he wanted to take revenge on Bai Ze, he had to find an opportunity.

"Okay, stop nagging like an old woman," Bai Ze said with a smile.

"Get lost, you're the old woman."

The two joked and laughed as they went to have lunch, and then returned to their respective classes.

Time flew by, and soon it was time to leave school.

When the bell rang, Bai Ze put his textbooks in his drawer and left the classroom without even taking his schoolbag.

Instead of leaving the school with the crowd, or going to places like the playground where there were many people, he found a quiet corner and began practicing the "Five Animal Frolics".

He was already extremely familiar with all the moves, and now when he used them, the power was smooth and controlled, and he was even as good as Zhong Jing in both form and spirit.

When a set of "Five Animal Frolics" reaches its final move, a crackling sound rang out, the muscles and bones vibrated, and the sound carried far and wide.

"Oh my, our white-faced grass is practicing its kung fu here."

A noisy sound, like that of a male duck, rang out as Fang Zhenyang, accompanied by three followers, headed towards this corner.

"Are you practicing so hard because you want to take revenge on me?"

Fang Zhenyang said with malice, "What a coincidence, I also want to beat you up again. Well, you've got some nerve, daring to run into a corner, you're really asking for death."

Bai Ze watched the group of scum approach, slowly stopped his practice, let out a breath, first gave himself a "calm-minded" buff, and then said: "If I hadn't found a secluded place, why would a guy like you, who's more disgusting than frog pee, have come here?"

There's no such thing as a thief who can be a thief for a thousand days, and it's not good to keep hiding. It's better to just solve this problem directly.

"Dare to scold me?"

Fang Zhenyang's face hardened, and he leaped forward, his fan-like hand grabbing out like a ferocious tiger's claw, aiming for Bai Ze's collar. His menacing aura was truly like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, even more ferocious than the tiger pose in the "Five Animal Frolics".

"Five Animal Frolics" is a body-strengthening method; it only has training methods and no fighting methods. In a real fight, it is no match for Tiger Style Fist.

As his hand was about to grab his collar, Fang Zhenyang couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile.

however--

"flash."

Bai Ze took a step back and easily dodged the attack.

"Humph!"

Fang Zhenyang's sinister smile froze, but his movements didn't stop. He let out a deep shout, his hands forming claws, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

"flash."

With a low shout, Bai Ze shifted to the side, dodging another attack.

"flash!"

"flash!"

"flash!"

Bai Ze then dodged repeatedly, his movements as agile as a monkey, dodging the attacks one after another, causing Fang Zhenyang's moves to miss.

The Five Animal Frolics can train agility, but it does not have specific footwork. It is just a pure health-preserving exercise. However, it doesn't matter, because Bai Ze has the ability to "make his words follow the law".

If you can think fast enough and speak fast enough, you'll be able to handle it.

Enraged by the repeated evasions of his attacks, Fang Zhenyang shouted, "Come help! Grab him!"

His three henchmen rushed over immediately.

Bai Ze lowered his head, and at that moment a figure flashed through his mind.

—My name is Black Tiger Afu. Prepare to die.

"Snake-like steps".

Bai Ze used his snake-like movements to bypass Fang Zhenyang.

"The wolf advances."

"The sickle sweeps the floor."

He charged forward, swept his leg, and knocked down the skinny guy at the front.

"Strike with the bear's paw."

He stood up, thrusting both palms forward, striking the other two in the abdomen, sending them staggering back several steps and collapsing to the ground. Immediately afterward, Bai Ze kicked again, sending the skinny man who had been swept down sliding away and colliding with the other two.

Compared to Fang Zhenyang, these three were really just lackeys, and their physiques were not even as good as the original Bai Ze.

"A stupid donkey kicking its leg."

He turned and kicked back with great force, producing a muffled thud.

Fang Zhenyang crossed his arms in front of him, blocking the kick, but was forced back a step.

"What the hell!"

He couldn't help but shake his hand and curse.

How could this weakling be so strong? He was knocked unconscious by my own punch just a few days ago.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Bai Ze was about to attack again, Fang Zhenyang was also enraged. He suddenly let out a tiger's roar, slid forward, and pounced on Bai Ze's face with his left claw, while his right claw was poised at his waist. His eyes fell on Bai Ze's throat.

If Bai Ze dares to retreat, this right claw will grab his throat and make him taste the feeling of suffocation.

Enraged, Fang Zhenyang disregarded the consequences and unleashed the ruthless "Tiger Offering Claws" move from the Tiger Style Fist.

"flash."

Bai Ze dodged and took a step back.

Fang Zhenyang was overjoyed and handed over the tiger claw.

"The elephant kicks."

At the moment of retreat, Bai Ze seemed to ignore inertia and kicked forward with a leg in a posture that was difficult to exert force, hitting the tiger's claw hard.

The sole of the sneaker slammed hard against Fang Zhenyang's tiger claws, making three of his fingers crack and causing him to cry out in pain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bai Ze pulled his leg back and leaned closer, saying, "Man!"

He elbowed Fang Zhenyang in the chest, knocking him to the ground, then grabbed his arm, turned him over, and pressed him face down on the ground.

"How does it feel to bang your head on the ground?" Bai Ze looked down at this scum and sneered.

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare, come on!" Fang Zhenyang was still yelling even after being beaten like this.

Just as it was a big deal for Fang Zhenyang to knock Bai Ze unconscious, it would also be a big deal for Bai Ze to seriously injure Fang Zhenyang. The rules protect Bai Ze, and they also protect Fang Zhenyang.

Therefore, Fang Zhenyang was naturally fearless.

Bai Ze certainly didn't dare to break the law.

Anyone who has committed murder knows that a novice killer lacks experience and cannot properly clean up the scene, making them easy to detect. Moreover, Bai Ze and Fang Zhenyang had a significant conflict; with Fang Zhenyang dead, Bai Ze was the prime suspect.

"I'd love to kill you, but I'm a good person, so—"

Bai Ze said in a very low voice, "The pain will be doubled."

A slight dizziness occurred, and at the same time Fang Zhenyang let out a painful howl, "What the hell do you want to do?"

Seeing his reaction, Bai Ze concluded, 'Words can also be applied to others, but the energy expenditure is greater than for oneself or inanimate objects.'

Upon realizing this, Bai Ze's sneer deepened. "Double the pain."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll try my best, very carefully, to make sure you don't suffer excruciating pain."

"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora—"

The punches rained down.

Before I run out of drafts, I usually update around 4 PM every day.

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