Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

The night was dark, and no stars or moon could be seen.

Lin Shu took a deep breath, the cold night wind swirling in his lungs, dispelling the faint hint of alcohol in his eyes.

In my previous life, I had worked hard to earn a little status in the streets and alleys.

The bloodstains on my hands hadn't even dried yet, and I hadn't had a chance to enjoy myself when I found myself in this unfamiliar place. It would be a lie to say I wasn't regretful.

The violent killing just now was more or less motivated by venting anger.

"call."

Lin Shu exhaled the breath from her chest and abdomen, opened her right palm, and looked down at her fingertips.

The finger joints that had just been scalded by the hot oil had already turned into the pink color of fresh flesh in a short time.

Centered on the white wolf phantom on its chest, the flowing mist was rapidly repairing its entire body, though it appeared somewhat thinner than before.

As it stands, this fog is my life.

Lin Shu has not yet been able to find a way to fill in the gaps in her remaining memories.

Of course, regardless of whether or not the White Wolf Immortal possessed him, he would have seized the previous opportunity to kill the drunkard and escape from the dilapidated courtyard.

The reasons are not complicated.

Lin Shu keenly sensed the dissatisfaction and murderous intent of that Third Master Liu.

I'm pretty sure I won't live past tomorrow.

That being the case.

A fierce glint of excitement reappeared in Lin Shu's eyes.

Rather than waiting to be killed, he preferred to strike first.

"..."

Bathed in the dim moonlight.

Lin Shu followed the route in her memory, traversing the broken gravel and mud road, and stepped onto the first complete blue brick.

Heishui City is divided into east, south, west, and north, and the opera troupe settled in the poorest southern suburb.

While the West City is not as prosperous as the East City, to settle down there, one either needs to be somewhat wealthy or have some connections with the government or the Blackwater Gang.

The old woman was someone the opera troupe shouldn't have dared to provoke, let alone be beaten to death.

Lin Shu slowly stopped, standing between the two blue stone courtyards.

Inside the corner between two high walls, the haphazardly constructed house made of thatched planks stands out conspicuously.

Outside, there was a circle of stacked firewood forming a wall, and a paper-thin wooden door that kept out honest people but not scoundrels.

Since the old woman lost her son, the family had long since lost their original home and could only continue to live in the West City in this shabby way.

Lin Shu stared at the few messy footprints in front of the door, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The southern suburbs lack paved roads, and the soles of shoes stained with black mud are a characteristic of the people living there.

The three gentlemen from the opera troupe had already gone inside, and they closed the door behind them.

……

Inside the firewood courtyard.

Yunniang lowered her head and slowly retreated back to the doorway.

Master Liu played with the short knife in his hand, looking the young woman in front of him up and down.

Because of his fierce appearance and the murder case on his record, he dared not easily set foot in the West City, fearing that he would be targeted by the local people and cause unnecessary trouble.

But he had already heard from the women in the group that the old woman's young widow was very beautiful.

Looking at it now, that statement is indeed true.

The other person's body was extremely voluptuous, with tender and fair skin that looked as if you could squeeze water out of it.

In the impoverished southern suburbs, such a figure was extremely rare; most were thin, yellow-haired girls who couldn't even get enough to eat, so how could they possibly have any flesh on their bodies?

"Money is still the key to sustaining people."

Master Liu glanced at the two brothers whose index fingers were twitching and couldn't help but sigh.

"Third Master." The two Ma brothers swallowed hard and turned to look at their troupe leader.

"The big ones are sold to Qingliu Street, and the small ones are sent to Baihu Hall to refine medicine."

Master Liu had already made up his mind. He walked up to the young woman and used the tip of his knife to lift her chin.

He glanced at the small bundle on Yunniang's back.

Quite clever.

They were lightly dressed and ready to escape. If they had arrived even half a step later, the other party would have really gotten away.

"you--"

Yunniang unconsciously clenched her fists, and a hint of surprise finally appeared on her deathly face.

When she saw these burly men, she had already foreseen her fate. Therefore, what truly made her think these men were insane was the second half of their sentence.

The White Tiger Hall is one of the four major halls of the Blackwater Gang. Sending young children to refine medicine does not mean sending them to be instigators or troublemakers.

The child himself is the catalyst.

"Shhh."

Liu Sanye shook his head, poked a red dot on the delicate neck with the tip of his knife, and interrupted the woman's words: "I like dealing with clever people."

In front of these martial arts masters, even the thought of dying was a luxury for this young woman. If she behaved herself, she could at least avoid a lot of suffering.

"Third Master, shall we watch the door for you?"

The two brothers scratched their crotches as if asking for permission.

This kind of thing is all about getting in and out quickly, but under the influence of alcohol, they clearly had other ideas.

"Stop dawdling, let's go all out."

Liu Sanye exhaled the smell of alcohol. If this woman were a virgin, he certainly wouldn't touch her; he couldn't let a moment of pleasure affect the price.

But since she's a widow, it won't have much of an impact.

The troupe leader's righteous demeanor instantly excited the two brothers.

The two men skillfully stepped to the left and right, surrounding the pretty young widow. They didn't even bother to go inside; they simply stood in the yard and reached out to strip her naked.

"Get out of here!"

Yunniang instinctively pushed away the several outstretched hands.

Her shrill voice had no effect on the dark night. The neighborhood was deathly silent, not even a dog barked, let alone anyone offering a helping hand.

Just as Yunniang was in a panic, she suddenly caught a cold gaze.

There were other people present!

Unfortunately, the person just watched quietly, showing no intention of showing up.

"..."

Just as Master Liu praised her, Yunniang was a very intelligent girl.

Even in this moment of crisis, she guessed the other party's intentions in an instant.

The newcomer was concealing himself, so he was definitely not with these burly men. He was either just passing by or he wanted to do something.

If it's the latter, why not take action...?

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; the other party may be waiting for an opportunity.

Yunniang glanced at Liu Sanye, who was unbuckling his belt, and her eyes flickered. She was very self-aware of her role as a "cicada".

The best opportunity was undoubtedly the moment when these three pounced on him like mad dogs, working themselves to the bone.

A tear welled up in the young widow's eyes.

At least we can save one of them.

Thinking of this, her outstretched arms stiffened slightly, and she abandoned the idea of ​​reaching for the scissors at her waist to commit suicide.

I already owed this family something, so this is my best way of making amends.

"Tsk."

Liu Sanye felt a persistent chill down his spine and glanced at the fleeting resolute look on the young widow's face.

His hands, which were untying his belt, suddenly paused, and then he slowly fastened it back on.

The next moment, the burly man slowly turned around and looked around.

Under the moonlight, a ferocious smile appeared on Liu Sanye's face:

"Friend, is it good?"