Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

All they knew was that this was something they absolutely could not do.

Zhang Hu, who had just narrowly escaped death, was now deathly pale, his disheveled hair soaked with cold sweat and stuck to his forehead, making him look quite pathetic.

Despite being flustered, he was still much stronger than the average person.

In his haste, he grabbed a longsword beside him and roared.

"Copy guy!"

These words were like a wake-up call. The gang members, who were still shaken by Lin Yu's actions, suddenly realized what was happening.

The opponent only has one person, while our side has a numerical advantage.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 18 Cutting out the roots

Two fists can't beat four hands. If they all attack together, hacking them to death won't be a problem at all!

Thinking of this, the group quickly grabbed the nearest weapons.

Since there was nothing suitable, he simply grabbed a stool from the ground.

They had already drunk some alcohol, and were further agitated by the life-or-death crisis.

Zhang Hu's words stirred a surge of passion within them.

At this point, as the eldest son, he naturally wouldn't back down.

With a shout, Zhang Hu led his men and charged toward Lin Yu.

However, they were a little cautious during the process, and the first action was gradually taken later.

Before the others could realize anything, a cold glint, as sharp as a thunderclap, appeared before them once more.

The numerical advantage is undeniable.

But how could a few ants possibly harm a giant elephant?

One of the gang members who rushed to the front lifted a heavy wooden stool and hurled it at Lin Yu.

It's still that simple and straightforward straight chop.

Lin Yu, who knew nothing of swordsmanship, was now like a war god who could hold off ten thousand men.

With a single blow, the ordinary longsword in his hand shattered the bench and struck the opponent's face with tremendous force.

"boom!"

The figure flew backward, his face almost split in two.

Red and white liquids spilled all over the floor, and the room was filled with the smells of alcohol, sweat, and blood, creating an indescribable odor.

Those dark eyes, tinged with crimson, struck Zhang Hu and the others like sharp blades.

In the spacious room, Lin Yu, holding a long sword, resembled a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

No one could withstand the longsword's strike; none could even match him.

In just a few breaths, the pool of blood on the ground expanded considerably, and the still warm corpses quickly cooled down and stiffened under the cold wind outside.

Zhang Hu stared at the scene with bloodshot eyes, his heart trembling uncontrollably with fear.

escape!

This is the only thought in his mind right now.

While Lin Yu was still killing his gang members, Zhang Hu desperately ran outside.

There were still some members of the gang resting in the courtyard. If we could just wake them up, there might still be hope for survival.

Even if they are still no match for the opponent, they can still use them to buy time.

As he fled, Zhang Hu's hand gripping the longsword trembled.

Since becoming the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, he hadn't felt this kind of fear for countless years.

In a daze, he couldn't help but subconsciously recall the scene of his childhood when the village was invaded by the demon race.

At that time, he was just a child and could only watch helplessly as the villagers and his parents were cruelly killed and devoured by the demons.

If he hadn't hidden in a secluded place, he wouldn't have survived at all.

The helplessness that humans felt when facing demons, the sense of futility of not even being able to struggle, he felt again in Lin Yu after many years.

"Get up, all of you, get up now!"

Zhang Hu rushed into the courtyard, roaring loudly, trying to wake up his other gang members.

Inside the house, Lin Yu calmly finished off the last person, wiped the blood off his knife, and strode towards Zhang Hu.

Seeing Lin Yu heading straight for him, Zhang Hu didn't care about anything else. He kicked open the door to the side room and was about to speak when the strong smell of blood stopped him from saying anything.

The pale moonlight shone into the room through the door.

On the ceiling, on the walls, on the floor

The entire room was dyed red.

The round head lay quietly on the ground, while the headless body continued to bleed.

This scene, which resembled a living hell, terrified Zhang Hu.

His legs went weak involuntarily, and he instinctively collapsed to the ground.

A warm, damp patch soaked through the pants and slowly seeped out.

"Crunch, crunch."

The soft snow underfoot was gradually compacted, making a slight sound.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Hu turned his head shakily to look at Lin Yu walking towards him, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something.

Even if he dies, he wants to die knowing the truth, to know exactly why he provoked such a killing god.

But Lin Yu clearly had no intention of giving him a chance to speak.

"Buzz!"

The sharp blade emitted a soft hum.

It flashed through the air with a whistling sound, piercing Zhang Hu's chest with a speed that was impossible to react to, pinning him to the wall behind him.

"Who exactly are you?"

Zhang Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice trembling and hoarse as he spoke.

Lin Yu looked calmly at Zhang Hu, walked up to him, and reached out to grasp the hilt of the long sword that pierced through his chest.

"A person who wants to solve problems."

With that, Lin Yu suddenly drew his long sword, and a splash of blood splattered onto the snow, staining it red.

Zhang Hu's lips trembled as he tried to speak, but he couldn't utter a word and eventually fell silent.

At this point, Lin Yu had completely eliminated all the members of the Black Tiger Gang in the entire courtyard.

Not one was left, not one was left.

Lin Yu gently swung his longsword, leaving a trail of blood on the snow. Looking at the lifeless courtyard, he suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

It's as if none of this is real.

He was still feeling nauseous about the murder when he returned home that day, so who would have thought that he would travel all that way that night to wipe out his entire family?

Seeing the bloodstains still clinging to the blade, Lin Yu casually tossed it into the snow, picked up the longsword from Zhang Hu's hand, and turned to walk towards the main house.

The lights were still on in the room, but the group of corpses was a bit of an eyesore.

This time, Lin Yu not only solved his troubles, but the Black Tiger Gang's wealth will also greatly change his life.

After searching the house thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned, Lin Yu found thirty taels of silver.

They searched all the corpses again and found three daggers, two long swords, and twelve taels of silver.

And then there's Zhang Hu's sword.

All the items, piece by piece, added together, would probably only amount to fifty or sixty taels of silver.

To be honest, I'm somewhat disappointed with this outcome.

However, Lin Yu could understand.

After all, the town is too small, and even if there is only the Black Tiger Gang, the amount of money they can collect is not much.

Not to mention these guys, they just live one day at a time.

With money, they either buy wine and meat or patronize prostitution.

There's no way they could even think of having savings; having this much money left over is already pretty good.

Don't underestimate these few dozen taels of silver; for an ordinary family of three, it's more than enough to live on for a year or two.

She simply can't compare to the rich girl in her own family.

Thinking of Fengqi, Lin Yu paused slightly as he packed his things, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.