Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

The night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind howled.

Li Xuan rode his bicycle, but did not go straight home.

Instead, they deliberately took a detour into a quiet dead end.

In his mental perception, those two malevolent auras had been following him all the way.

If you want to have fun, then find a secluded spot and have some real fun.

"Come out, aren't you tired of following me all this way?"

Li Xuan stopped the car, propped up his footrest, slowly turned around, and spoke to the empty alleyway entrance.

In the shadows at the alley entrance.

Two thugs wearing tattered cotton-padded coats and carrying iron bars and daggers came out.

It was Old Ding and his partner, sent by Scarface Liu.

Old Ding looked at Li Xuan with some surprise: "Oh, you little rascal, you're quite alert, aren't you?"

"They actually found us two brothers."

"However, even if we discover it, it's useless."

"Once you're in this dead end, you can scream your lungs out and no one will answer."

Another thug brandished a dagger and grinned maliciously, "Kid, someone's paying for one of your legs."

"If you know what's good for you, just stand still and don't move, or we'll break your legs."

"That way, we can avoid some physical pain, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Li Xuan showed no fear on his face, but instead revealed a playful smile.

That look in his eyes was like a hunter eyeing two rabbits that had no idea what was going on.

"Otherwise, I'll cut two gashes on your face!"

Old Ding was enraged by Li Xuan's gaze!

This was completely different from the scene he had imagined, one of people crying and begging for mercy.

"Go! Cripple him! Take the money and go drink!"

The two pounced on him from the left and right, like hungry wolves.

Old Ding's iron rod whistled through the air as it hurtled straight toward Li Xuan's knee.

Another thug, wielding a dagger, viciously lunged at Li Xuan's face.

He used ruthless tactics from the start, clearly a repeat offender.

"Too slow."

Li Xuan shook his head.

What appears to be an incredibly swift attack to an ordinary person is as slow as a slow-motion scene in a movie to him.

He didn't move, but just as the iron rod was about to hit him, he kicked out with lightning speed with his right foot!

"Bang!"

Li Xuan's kick landed precisely on Lao Ding's wrist.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

"what!"

Old Ding let out a miserable scream.

The iron rod flew out of his hand, his wrist twisted at a bizarre angle.

He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely and staggered backward.

At the same time, the dagger arrived from the other side.

Li Xuan didn't even look, and reached out with his left hand as if taking something out of a bag.

He grabbed the thug's wrist holding the knife and twisted it sharply!

Dislocating tendons and bones technique!

"Crack!"

Another crisp sound.

The thug's arm was twisted into a pretzel in an instant, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

Before he could even cry out, Li Xuan slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

The thug spun around twice in place like a top.

His mouth was filled with teeth and blood, and he immediately passed out.

Just one glance.

Two vicious thugs, one crippled and the other unconscious!

Li Xuan stood still, not even the hem of his clothes was ruffled.

"Are you...a human or a ghost?"

Old Ding, holding the severed hand, was terrified.

Looking at Li Xuan approaching step by step was like looking at a ferocious beast in human skin.

He wanted to run, but his legs were as weak as noodles, and he couldn't take a step at all.

Li Xuan walked up to Old Ding, placed one foot on the knee of his intact leg, and applied slight pressure.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

"I...I don't know them...we're just doing this for money..." Old Ding still tried to deny it.

"Snap!"

Li Xuan exerted force with his feet, and the sound of bones shattering rang out again.

"Ah! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Old Ding was in so much pain that his eyes almost bulged out, and his mental defenses completely collapsed.

"It's...it's someone named Jia Dongxu!"

"He gave the boss a hundred dollars, saying he'd cripple one of your legs!"

"Jia Dongxu..."

Li Xuan was not surprised at all by this.

He had already anticipated this.

What he didn't expect was that this guy could actually take out a hundred yuan?

Jia Dongxu is not that rich.

Without a doubt, it must be his master, Yi Zhonghai!

"Alright, Yi Zhonghai, since you're giving up your moral high ground, you're going to become the behind-the-scenes financier of the underworld."

"Then I will grant your wish."

Li Xuan withdrew his foot, looking at Old Ding groaning on the ground without a trace of pity in his eyes.

This kind of person has the blood of countless innocent people on their hands; even if they are crippled, it would be a service to the people.

"Which part are you from? Who is your leader?" Li Xuan continued to press.

"We...we're with Scarface Liu, in the Ghost Market in the south of the city..."

To avoid further suffering, Old Ding told everything in one go.

"Scarface Liu? Ghost Market?"

Li Xuan touched his chin.

Now that we've already started, we have to nip it in the bud.

Leaving such a malignant tumor in the shadows is always a hidden danger.

Why not take advantage of tonight and wipe out their stronghold!

Moreover, in places where such criminal gangs are entrenched, there must be a lot of ill-gotten gains, right?

You can also collect a huge amount of merit points along the way!

"Good, you can go to sleep now."

Li Xuan struck Old Ding on the back of the neck with a palm strike, knocking him unconscious.

He then dragged the two men to a corner like dead dogs and covered them with a tattered straw mat.

In this kind of weather, if they weren't discovered, these two would be ruined for life.

After cleaning up the scene, Li Xuan did not go home.

He took out a set of night clothes from his spatial storage and changed into them.

He put on a mask and a baseball cap, revealing only his bright, piercing eyes.

With a sway, he disappeared into the vast night.

Target—the Ghost Market in the South of the City!

"Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai, didn't you want to hire a killer?"

"Then I'll settle your evil deeds."

"And by the way, I'll also give you a big gift!"

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