Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

It was around dusk when I finished work.

"Senior Brother Shen, I just moved to a new place yesterday. How about coming over for a visit tonight?"

After cleaning the clinic, Feng Hao extended a warm invitation.

His arrow wound had healed, and the Green Robe Gang had given him a hundred taels of silver for a house call, which allowed him to finally purchase a courtyard house in a luxurious area of ​​the city.

"Hey, you're not dating anyone, are you?"

Shen Han said with a smile.

Feng Hao blushed: "Um... the matchmaker just happened to bring her to my house to meet me tonight."

"Then I'd better not bother you."

"But……"

"No buts, Brother Feng Hao. Just seize the opportunity and let me know on your wedding day. But remember, don't let her know that the two women from Miaoyufang served you."

Shen Han made a joke on purpose.

"Speaking of Miaoyu Pavilion, have you heard of it, Senior Brother Shen?"

"What's wrong?"

"The most beautiful courtesan of Miaoyu Pavilion has gone missing while reading!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Han was slightly taken aback.

At the villa in Shiniu Town, Guanshu, under Cao Lin's instructions, tried to trick him into drinking poisoned wine, but fortunately, he was careful and didn't fall for it. He hadn't seen Guanshu for the next two weeks.

Feng Hao quickly replied, "I just heard about it too. Guan Shu hasn't appeared at Miaoyu Fang for some time now; it's like he's vanished into thin air."

"What about the other two women from that night?"

Shen Han asked.

"Their story is even more bizarre. Two days ago, they committed suicide by jumping into a well in the back garden of Miaoyufang."

"He committed suicide?"

"Yes, I have confirmed this."

This is quite intriguing... Shen Han thought to himself.

Cao Lin is dead, so Guan Shu and the other two no longer need to carry out their missions. But why did he die?

Could it be that the Green Robe Gang killed them to silence them?

If that's the case, then the courtesan who reads books has no chance of survival. Where did she go?

"Has anything gone wrong at Miaoyu Workshop these past few days?"

Thinking about it, Shen Han casually asked again.

"No trouble has occurred, but rumors are circulating that they are going to promote a new courtesan."

"No wonder it's the biggest brothel in Sanhe County."

"By the way, Senior Brother Shen."

At this moment, Feng Hao suddenly said, "I just remembered something. Didn't you go out for a while this afternoon? During that time, an uninvited guest came to our clinic number 13."

Shen Han asked curiously, "Is there something strange about this person?"

Feng Hao nodded and lowered his voice, saying, "That man was dressed very elegantly and claimed to be from the Iron Fist Martial Arts School."

"Who?"

"Peng Hanshan, the eldest disciple of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School."

It's him!

Shen Han pondered to himself.

He knew the name Peng Hanshan all too well. Everything Liu Yuan and the night watchman did was arranged by Peng Hanshan. They had only one goal: to find the Black Iron Brick.

"Senior Brother Shen, that Peng Hanshan is perfectly healthy. He came to the clinic to ask me about something."

"What is it?"

"Regarding what happened between me and Senior Brother Shen in Shiniu Town about two weeks ago."

"What did you say?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Shen, I kept changing the subject and got rid of him."

Feng Hao hurriedly said, "I just think this person is very strange. Why would he ask about that matter for no reason? It has nothing to do with him."

Shen Han said calmly, "Thank you for informing me."

As he spoke, a thought flashed through his mind: Peng Hanshan had already found the clinic, and it was obvious that his peaceful days were coming to an end! The night watchman, Liu Yuan, and even the deaths of the two rats from Qiankun at the beginning, would eventually be settled together!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter came from the front yard of the clinic.

Feng Hao frowned.

Shen Han immediately recognized the voice: "Brother Feng Hao, what day is it today?"

May 20th.

"Damn it, exactly one month has passed!"

Shen Han exhaled heavily.

Feng Hao instantly snapped out of his daze: "Senior Brother Shen, are you saying that Cai Long, the Right Protector of the Black Dragon Gang, is here again?"

Shen Han said in a deep voice, "It's this scoundrel. I remember it very clearly. The last time he collected protection money was on the 20th of last month. Sure enough, he came again when the time came."

A moment later, the group arrived at the front yard.

Dressed in all black, Cai Long still wore a straw hat and stood there with a smile on his face, with two Black Dragon Gang experts behind him.

The museum owner Han Zhengming, the steward Qian Cheng, and the guard captain Zhan Chaoyang stood in a line, about three zhang away from Cai Long.

"Oh ho, your injury is healed?"

Cai Long stared at Zhan Chaoyang and smiled.

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. Last month, Cai Long had easily crippled Zhan Chaoyang and then brazenly accepted three hundred taels of silver. Everyone vividly remembered this scene.

"What brings you here today, Protector Cai?"

Faced with a formidable enemy, Han Zhengming had no choice but to swallow his anger and remain silent.

Cai Long laughed heartily and said, "Master Han, you wouldn't be so forgetful, would you? Let me remind you, your Xuanhu Medical Clinic's protection fee for this month is due."

Han Zhengming knew he had no choice but to give it to them, so he waved his hand and said, "Manager Qian, go to the warehouse and get three hundred taels of silver notes."

"etc!"

Cai Long suddenly spoke.

Han Zhengming frowned: "I wonder if Protector Cai has any other requests?"

Cai Long took two steps forward, his imposing manner: "Master Han, before I came here, Chief Du instructed me that your clinic's protection fee has increased, and three hundred taels is not enough."

Everyone at the clinic was immediately taken aback.

It's one thing to plunder by force, but to raise prices at will is truly appalling. The Black Dragon Gang is an insatiable dog, committing heinous crimes!

But there was no way around it. Cai Long was a martial artist at the Refining Muscle Realm. With just a slight move, he could wipe out the entire Xuanhu Medical Clinic as easily as drinking water. They simply couldn't afford to offend him.

Han Zhengming asked helplessly, "So, according to Protector Cai, how much silver do you want?"

Five hundred taels.

Cai Long casually stretched out a hand and slapped him.

"You..." Han Zhengming gritted his teeth.

Five hundred taels a month, even if the price doesn't increase again, it would still be a full six thousand taels a year. The clinic's hard-earned profit for a whole year would be basically gone. It's simply outrageous!

Cai Long calmly replied, "What, does Master Han want to lose the protection of my Black Dragon Gang?"

These words are clearly an ultimatum from me.

Han Zhengming hesitated for a long time before finally admitting defeat: "I dare not. Fine, five hundred taels it is. Manager Qian, go and get the money quickly."

Soon, Qian Cheng handed over five hundred taels of silver notes to Cai Long.

Cai Long accepted the silver note: "Master Han is indeed a man of few words. I wish your clinic a prosperous business. See you next month."

After saying that, he turned and left with two martial artists.

Han Zhengming trembled with anger, but there was nothing he could do. No one could afford to offend a master of the Tendon Refining Realm.

I want to become stronger... Shen Han witnessed the whole process from the side.

He knew very well that he was not capable of dealing with the Right Protector Cai Long, let alone the Black Dragon Gang behind him. He had to improve his strength and break through his cultivation level as soon as possible in order to protect himself in the bloody storms to come.

"Everyone... let's disperse."

Han Zhengming told everyone not to take it to heart, and that he would still bear the full cost of the loss himself.

Fifteen minutes later, Shen Han silently returned to the courtyard.

The decoction for cleansing marrow and strengthening tendons has just been prepared.

In the blink of an eye, a strange sensation burst forth within his body.

"Could it be...?"

He hurriedly brought up the control panel.