Ultimate True Lord

The night was deep.

The two gray-clad gang members walked side by side, gradually moving away from the alley. They chatted casually, talking about anecdotes from the gambling den, such as which penniless man had made a fortune overnight.

"call……"

A gentle breeze swept across the street.

Behind the two, a dark figure slowly approached, seemingly blending into the night.

Ahead, one of the gang members was walking along when his ears twitched slightly, and he inexplicably heard a very faint sound coming from behind him.

He paused, looking back in confusion: "What is that?"

However, the long, empty street was deserted and desolate under the cover of night, with not a single shadow in sight, only the rustling of leaves.

The gang member still felt a strange unease. He carefully scanned the alleyway and the base of the wall again, but still found nothing.

Ahead, his companion had already taken two steps forward. Seeing him dawdling in place, he turned back and urged him on.

"Old Cui, what's wrong?"

After confirming several times that there was nothing unusual around him, the gang member surnamed Cui finally relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, I misheard."

He slowly turned around, about to follow.

But as soon as he raised his eyes and looked past his companion's back, the Cui gang member froze on the spot.

In the dim night, a tall and burly figure had quietly appeared behind his companions at some point.

He raised his large, thick palms, veins bulging, and placed them on either side of his companion's neck, about to press him down.

The people in front, unaware of the impending danger, still wore expressions of impatience, completely oblivious to the fact that death was already looming over their backs.

The martial artist surnamed Cui's pupils dilated, his hair stood on end, and before he could even utter a cry of alarm, he cried out, "Little..."

next second.

A crisp, piercing sound of bone cracking suddenly rang out.

Click!

The neck of the second gray-clad gang member was snapped by brute force, and his body slumped down, his face still blank.

"you!"

The Cui gang member had just managed to utter a single word.

"call out!"

A fierce and powerful palm strike, as fast as lightning, slammed heavily into his chest.

"Bang!"

The martial artist surnamed Cui was sent flying backward, landing on the ground like a tattered sack.

"Click!"

The dark figure strode over and stomped heavily on his neck, cracking it with a sharp sound.

Jiang Ming's face was covered with a black cloth, his eyelids were lowered, and his expression was calm.

He began searching the body, his movements swift and efficient. Soon, he had a thin martial arts manual in his hands, along with five taels of silver.

Jiang Ming stuffed the items into his pocket, picked up the two corpses with one in each hand, and turned to disappear into the dark alley next to him.

Just then, two footsteps suddenly came from behind, and two more gang members in gray clothes turned the corner. I glanced at them out of the corner of my eye.

I just happened to see his back disappear at the alley entrance, and I also saw two heavy, blurry things he was carrying in his hands.

The two immediately became alert, quickly caught up with him, and questioned him.

"Hey, you over there, what are you doing?!"

They arrived at the alley entrance, their fierce expressions still lingering, carrying the innate arrogance of gangsters.

However, when the two of them saw the scene in the alley, their pupils suddenly contracted and their scalps tingled.

Two other gang members dressed in grey, like them, were being carried by a tall, dark figure. They were already corpses, their necks twisted, blood flowing from their mouths and noses, their deaths gruesome.

They paused, then turned to run away.

In the alley.

Jiang Ming put down the two corpses of the gray-clad gang members, looked helplessly at the two who turned and fled, took a step, and pounced out like a tiger.

"You guys come too."

"Bang!"

One of them was struck on the back of the head by Jiang Ming, and he fell straight to the ground, instantly ceasing to breathe.

"Hero, spare my life! Hero, spare my life!"

The other person knew he couldn't outrun Jiang Ming, so he turned around and begged for mercy, his acting exaggerated, but his right hand secretly reached towards his waist.

"Bang!"

A cloud of white ash immediately exploded and shot out.

"ah!!!"

The gray-clad gang member was hit squarely by the lime powder, his eyes burning and burning, and he was in excruciating pain.

Directly opposite him, Jiang Ming remained expressionless as he slowly withdrew his outstretched right hand and covered his waist pouch again with a corner of his clothes.

"The acting is too exaggerated, the movements are too obvious, and the actions are too slow."

"You're still too green in front of me."

He took a step forward and delivered a heavy chop to the neck of the gray-clad gang member, then followed up with a palm strike to the heart.

"Thump!"

The last person collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.

Jiang Ming repeated his actions, deftly looting the corpse. This time, the haul was good; he actually found two martial arts manuals. Combined with the one he had obtained from the corpse earlier, he had already achieved his minimum goal for the night.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts; this saying is indeed true."

Jiang Ming sighed slightly.

He put his things down, turned around, and was about to pick up the body and disappear into the alley.

Unexpectedly, an angry voice came from afar.

"Finally, it's happening!"

"call out!"

At the street corner, a burly figure quickly appeared. He wore a sturdy gray cloth outfit, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his thick, veiny forearms. His square face had fierce features and extremely sharp eyes.

"despair!"

At the same time, another wiry figure rushed out from behind Jiang Ming, blocking his path. This person was also dressed in gray, and moved swiftly and rapidly, clearly a person of great strength and vitality.

"We finally caught you! You cowardly rat, you won't leave here alive today!"

His eyes flashed with a fierce light as he spoke.

"You harmed my brothers; tonight you'll pay for your crimes in blood!"

On the other side, the square-faced man also wore a fierce expression, his arm muscles bulging slightly.

These two men were none other than the leader and deputy leader of the Gray-Clad Gang. The burly man with the square face was the leader, Xiong Ping, and the other was the deputy leader, Du Yuan.

"You two have misunderstood me. I was just passing by when I saw several corpses on the ground, so I kindly wanted to cover them up."

Jiang Ming lowered his voice, changed his tone, and spoke sincerely.

"Bullshit!"

Du Yuan, the deputy gang leader who was blocking the road behind him, turned ashen-faced with rage. He shouted angrily.

"Stop trying to fool us with sweet talk! In recent months, members of my Gray Clothes Gang have been inexplicably attacked and killed one after another, and it's clearly all your doing..."

The words came to an abrupt halt.

The moment he opened his mouth, Jiang Ming suddenly sprang up, his entire figure lunging backward fiercely, rapidly magnifying in Du Yuan's vision.

"call out!"

Although he was startled by Jiang Ming, he quickly recovered. He concentrated his qi and blood in his arms, unleashing a burst of power, and exchanged three punches with Jiang Ming in succession.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The white frost palm and the slightly dark fist struck out with a powerful gust of wind, carrying with them a surge of powerful blood energy, and collided with a deafening roar.

"Ta-da!"

Vice-leader Du Yuan's arms trembled, and he felt that the opponent's strength was more powerful and refined than his own. He was instantly forced to retreat.

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Ming flashed away, about to make a quick retreat.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Behind him, Xiong Ping, the leader of the gray-clad gang, was filled with murderous aura. His arms were bulging with blood and qi, and his veins were popping out. He pounced like a wild bear.