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Chapter 193 I don't believe you can't be hurt by swords and blades!
The torches and campfire were knocked over and rolled on the ground twice before going out.

The bandits in the village naturally realized that there was an enemy attack.

"Slap! Slap! Slap~"

The birds and beasts that were already asleep in the Yanshan Mountains were startled and flew away with a 'flap'.

Three shots were fired from inside the village, not at Chen Zhan, but as a warning.

Chen Zhan, who was in the shadows, also discovered that the contents recorded in Chen Zuyan's booklet were not exaggerated at all. This group of people were indeed well-trained, and one could tell they were experts just by listening to their footsteps.

There were nine people inside the room, their steps heavy and quick, but orderly.

The stronghold wasn't very big, but it was fully equipped, with horse troughs on both sides and two beacon towers for looking out into the distance.

There were always people guarding the stage.

However, he had already fallen to the ground and was beyond dead.

Chen Zhan's current skill in using the Flying Locust Stone is such that even Zhang Qing, known as the "Featherless Arrow," would feel inferior.

In the darkness, Chen Zhan approached the house. Inside, there were candles, and several people were communicating in coded language.

"A tricky idea?"

"How did you find it? The brothers outside made a mistake."

There were also a few dialect phrases that Chen Zhan couldn't understand, but it didn't matter.

He made no attempt to conceal his movements, and as soon as he approached, someone inside the house could hear him.

Hearing that Chen Zhan had ventured into the Dragon's Pool alone, showing incredible courage, he immediately spoke up:

"Brothers from outside, are they officials or bandits? Are they seeking revenge or eliminating evil?"

Chen Zhan pressed down with his hand, and the wooden door collapsed with a crash. Bullets inside rained down on the doorway, but there was no sign of anyone.

"Neither an official nor a bandit, but a deadly Yama."

The sound drifted into the room, and the nine people felt a gust of cold wind blow in, instantly extinguishing the candles.

The room was plunged into darkness.

"He's coming in!"

A roar, followed by gunshots, "Bang bang bang bang~"

But they were all firing randomly, making it impossible to pinpoint Chen Zhan's location.

The nine people were either hiding or dodging; some panicked and wanted to run, while others were still trying to persuade them, "They're not soldiers, nor are they colleagues, why ruin the harmony? Sit down and talk." *Whoosh*

Before he could finish his sentence, a date pit pierced his throat.

"Featherless arrows, flying locust stones, everyone be careful."

"Dang~!"

The person who shouted these words moved to avoid Chen Zhan's date pit nail.

Shoot at the same time.

But it was pitch black, and Chen Zhan made no sound when he moved, so there was no way to detect him with bullets.

One person had a flashlight, but as soon as he turned it on, two jujube-shaped nails struck him, leaving a large hole in his head and shattering the flashlight.

Chen Zhan reaps lives in the darkness, like a dark emperor, a demon of death.

Of the nine people, seven were pierced by hidden weapons before they even saw Chen Zhan's face.

There are two people left, who should be the leader and the second leader.

His martial arts skills are indeed quite good, at the level of internal strength. He would be considered a master in any martial arts school, not much different from Zhao Yuting.

In this era, many such masters have turned to banditry.

The level of martial arts skill is only related to one's temperament; becoming an outlaw is indeed more enjoyable than practicing martial arts and teaching boxing in a martial arts school.

Unscrupulous, committing murder and arson

But whether one lives a long or short life is hard to say; it all depends on one's own strength.

The level of internal strength no longer interested Chen Zhan.

Finally, the two stood back to back, one holding a gun and the other a knife, their tension palpable.

With their aura completely concealed, and having witnessed firsthand how the jujube pit nails pierced through the few people who had even slightly increased their breathing, the two dared not make a move.

Sweat dripped uncontrollably from his forehead onto his arms.

"Tick tock~"

The drop from their foreheads was so small and subtle that neither of them paid any attention. But Chen Zhan listened intently and, with a swaying motion, was already beside them.

Reach out and grab through the wooden plank.

With both palms out, like a dragon extending its claws, the wooden plank shattered. The two men thrust their knives fiercely into Chen Zhan's palms, roaring, "We don't believe you can't be hurt by swords and blades!"

At the same time, the two also saw Chen Zhan's attire and appearance.

My first thought was, "Young."

He looked to be in his early twenties, with a dashing demeanor. He never wore a mask or changed into night clothes; he was always dressed in a long gray robe. Despite killing so many people, there wasn't a single drop of blood on him.

And he always kept his eyes downcast.

Seeing the two men using knives and talking, Chen Zhan finally managed a cold smile.

The claws continued their advance, striking the twin blades directly. The blades touched his hand, and a chilling sensation filled his senses.

"Kakaka~"

To their horror, the two swords shattered into pieces of sheet metal, and surprisingly, they didn't fly away. "Damn it, is it a human or a ghost!" they exclaimed as their last words.

Then, the blades held by Chen Zhan's hands shot out in all directions, instantly slicing through throats.

All nine people were dead. After searching the house, they found nothing of value. They packed up the gold and silver, found a horse, and left the village.

Chen Zhan didn't set fire to the stronghold, fearing that if the mountain caught fire, the smell of blood would spread, and wild animals would soon come and devour the corpses.

We emerged from the ravine and headed west.

The Yanshan mountain range is very large. Chen Zhan searched for half the night before he could roughly locate the western ridge of the mountain range based on the map.

The things the old eunuch entrusted to me were also in the Yanshan Mountains, so I took them.

Guiyuan Cave in the Xiling Mountains of the Yanshan Mountains sounds impressive, but in reality, the Xiling Mountains are overgrown with weeds and there are not many caves. Fortunately, he has excellent eyesight and waited for the sky to gradually lighten before climbing the mountain to look into the distance.

They quickly found several caves.

Upon inspection, only one item showed signs of human tampering.

The rubble at the cave entrance was probably placed there by the old eunuch. After clearing away the rubble and entering the cave, there were no hidden weapons.

Two boxes were found quickly.

One of them contained old books, and the other contained some jewelry, not much, only a small half-box, probably accumulated by an old eunuch in the palace over many years.

Chen Zhan thought to himself, "Only this much?"

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Too many treaties were signed during the late Qing Dynasty, with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver being paid in reparations. The old hag was extravagant, and the palace didn't have much money left.

Then, descending from Xiling, Chen Zhan led the horse, with a box on its back.

Continue west for a while, and you'll reach Longmen County.

After much thought, he decided to find a security escort agency. He had other business to attend to and wouldn't be returning to the capital for the time being, so he had to keep all his luggage with him.

Longmen County belonged to the Zhili Koubei Circuit. Many years later, it was renamed Chicheng County and belonged to Chahar Province.

Bordering the grasslands, the local people are known for their fierce and untamed spirit. Chen Zhan stepped into the area carrying two antique-style boxes, clearly containing valuable items.

I just randomly picked a stall and ate some mutton.

Not long after I sat down, some scoundrels came to my door.

"Brother, are you from outside the city? Do you know the rules of Longmen?" The burly man with a stubble beard sat down next to Chen Zhan with an air of authority.

"Glug glug~" Chen Zhan finished a bowl of mutton soup before slowly speaking:
"Yes, what are the rules?"

The burly man didn't care and laughed, "No matter what you do in our Dragon Gate, the city is protected by our Dragon Gate Gang. If you want to live a peaceful life, you have to pay tribute to the Dragon Gate Gang."

Chen Zhan continued drinking the soup and eating the flatbread.

The burly man swiftly drew his dagger and stabbed it at the box next to Chen Zhan. The wooden box shattered with a crash, scattering gold and silver treasures all over the ground.

The three members of the Dragon Gate Gang, along with two more people behind the bearded man, stared wide-eyed.

I've never seen so much money in my life.

Not to mention that many of the items on the ground, including jewelry, are antiques.
"Is that enough?" Chen Zhan asked casually as he ate the pancake.

Enough! Enough!

The burly man said involuntarily.

"No, that's not enough. Where's your other box?"

He had already decided that Chen Zhan was a fat sheep, and he had to devour him completely, leaving not even bones behind.

"The other box contains books, you won't need it."

"Don't believe me? Show me!"

He reached out and swung the knife to stab another box, but this time the knife didn't fall; instead, five fingers fell.

"Ah~!!"

"my hand!"

The dagger was clearly aimed at the box, but he saw Chen Zhan wave his hand, and the dagger in his hand suddenly changed direction, with several times the force of usual. It instantly severed five fingers, leaving a smooth cut like white jade porcelain.

A drop of blood from his finger landed on the box.

"I told you, these are all books. You can look at them if you want, but you can't use a knife. If you destroy my books, you can't afford to pay for them." Chen Zhan swept his five fingers away, and the box opened.

As expected, they were all old books.

"You, you, you injured my Dragon Gate Gang members! You won't leave this city alive!" The burly man roared, clutching his finger, and tried to retreat.

But Chen Zhan waved his hand again, his arm stretching out like a monkey's long arm, and pulled him back.

The dagger fell into his hand, and Chen Zhan flicked it with his wrist.

"laugh!"

The dagger pierced flesh, and along with the other hand, it stabbed into the bench.

The back of the big man's hand was completely pinned to the stool by the dagger handle.

Chen Zhan was still drinking soup, eating meat, and eating flatbread.

"What are you two standing there for? Go get someone!"

"Remember to call your gang leader here."

Chen Zhan looked at the other two who were stunned and said.

(End of this chapter)