Physical immortality begins with Bajiquan

Fishing Fire Bay, Black Clothes Lane.

The moonlight blanketed the ground, a pristine white expanse.

Liu Bao swayed as he walked forward, his whole body radiating the comfortable feeling of having just finished a pleasurable session.

He did not have a fixed residence in Fisherman's Bay. He owned nine houses and could choose to stay in one of them on any given day.

Although doing this would make it harder for his subordinates to find him, his enemies wouldn't be able to easily catch him either.

Reaching a fork in the road, he glanced left and right before plunging into a dark alley, unbuckling his belt, and began to relieve himself against the wall of someone else's house.

Having just released his pent-up desire, he hummed a bawdy tune, completely relaxed, unaware of anything unusual.

The entire alley was deathly silent, with only the sound of flowing water.

Just as Liu Bao finished relieving himself and was about to pull up his pants, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps.

Oh no! Someone's attacking!

In that instant, his instincts honed over years of escaping death made him tense up instantly, ready to turn around and call for help.

It's too late.

A figure, like a lone wolf pouncing on its prey in the night, instantly pressed against his back, its legs hooking tightly around his knees like iron hoops, and the person straddled his lower back.

Liu Bao's center of gravity collapsed instantly, and he was pulled backward by the man, crashing heavily to the ground.

At the same time, one arm, like a steel whip, pierced across his jaw and pulled inward to firmly lock his carotid arteries on both sides. The elbow cradled his chin, while the other hand gripped the back of his head and pressed down hard. Both arms pulled inward and downward simultaneously to lock him in place.

Bare-faced molding!

"Ho-ho!"

Liu Bao's vision went black. He tried to shout, but only a hoarse sound like a broken bellows could be squeezed out of his throat, and then no sound came out of his mouth.

He frantically reached out with both hands, tearing the other man's coat with his fingernails, but those arms were as still as if they had been cast in molten iron. Instead, they tightened their grip, and he couldn't break free at all!

His legs were also hooked tightly, and he couldn't even kick or push.

The sound inside his chest was like a broken gong, and he couldn't breathe in a single drop of air. His two lungs felt like they were about to explode, burning with pain.

The pale moonlight shone over the wall and into the dark alley.

The light first shone on Liu Bao's face, who was desperately trying to survive. His usually domineering face was now filled with the despair and terror of impending death.

The light then shone upwards onto Qin Heng's face, who was gritting his teeth and exerting all his strength. He was wearing Chen Ergou's outer jacket, and his gaze was cold yet resolute.

In the first breath, Liu Bao's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and his face had already turned bluish-purple due to extreme lack of oxygen.

He was almost fainting, and at first he was desperately trying to break free, but later he kept patting Qin Heng's arm, showing his intention to beg for mercy.

But Qin Heng ignored him and instead twisted even harder.

By the second breath, Liu Bao had completely exhausted his strength. His bloodshot eyes bulged outwards, and his whole body went limp like mud, with only his fingers still twitching unconsciously.

Before long, he collapsed backward into Qin Heng's arms, his life hanging in the balance.

But Qin Heng still didn't loosen the naked choke that had already formed.

He held on tightly, his arms tightening and gripping Liu Bao, giving him no chance to turn the tables, just as that scoundrel Liu Bao was not leaving the siblings any way out.

This isn't an octagon; no one can admit defeat here.

Tonight, it's either you die or I live!

"Click—click—click!"

A series of crisp, popping sounds, like the cracking of beans, rang out as a pair of powerful arms twisted and locked Liu Bao's neck upwards, stretching it out of thin air in a twisted and bizarre manner.

After a long while, and who knows how many breaths had passed, Qin Heng suddenly pushed away Liu Bao, who had completely collapsed into a limp mess, staggered to his feet, leaned against the wall, and gasped for breath.

After calming down a bit, he looked up and saw a wooden stick lying quietly at Liu Bao's feet.

The wooden stick and the outer jacket he was wearing were both picked up from outside Chen Ergou's house.

Qin Heng originally planned to take advantage of Liu Bao's unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack from behind with a wooden stick.

But then he thought again, if he hit Liu Bao off course and Liu Bao cried out for help, he would be in danger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Qin Heng bent down and picked up the wooden stick. Without the slightest hesitation, he smashed it down on Liu Bao’s back of the head, neck, chest, and face in turn.

The dull thuds continued until the body was smashed to a bloody pulp, making it impossible to deduce Liu Bao's true cause of death, before he stopped.

Then, he took off Chen Ergou's outer jacket, which had been torn by Liu Bao, and casually tore off a few strips of cloth and threw them on the ground.

He then bent down and squatted down, rummaging through Liu Bao's body and taking out all the valuables he could think of, stuffing them into his pocket.

The entire set of movements was fluid and skillful, as if it were the first time she had done it.

After Qin Heng finished doing all this, he straightened up and cautiously observed his surroundings. The entire street was still deathly silent, and he could only hear his own breathing.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked down at Chen Ergou's jacket in his hand.

After a moment's thought, he suddenly moved and quickly disappeared into the dark alley.

......

The next day at midnight, at Qin's shop.

Qin Heng, sporting dark circles under his eyes, got up and went to help his sister knead and mix the dough.

He barely slept a wink last night.

In the first half of the night, I felt nauseous and slightly fearful, but in the second half, all that remained was a strange excitement.

After all, the more than seven taels of silver and copper coins hidden on the roof beam were enough to cover all his earnings from dozens of fishing trips down the river in the past.

Although his purpose in killing Liu Bao was not for money.

But this time, the harvest truly amazed Qin Heng.

It's true that if you choose to suffer, you'll suffer endlessly, while choosing to eliminate the person who makes you suffer will bring you real benefits.

The ancients were right in their saying, "Use form to supplement form."

......

It was late at night.

After helping his sister set up the breakfast stall, Qin Heng headed to the martial arts school on Datong Street, as usual.

When we reached the street fork, there weren't many pedestrians on the street.

But when he passed through Ernai Lane, a large crowd had gathered in front of him, blocking the way completely. He had to slow down and squeeze through while listening to the neighbors' discussions.

A man dressed in coarse cloth shorts was the first to speak, pursing his lips: "Tell me, this Chen Ergou is such a coward!"

A woman carrying a vegetable basket chimed in, "Exactly! His wife was taken advantage of by that scoundrel Liu Bao for so long, it's only natural that he would beat Liu Bao to death with a stick in a fit of rage after he found out. But the worst part is that he killed someone and then cowardly refused to admit it!"

Another vendor carrying a shoulder pole sighed, "That's right! If he had just admitted it, we neighbors could have gone to the Black Wave Gang to plead for him. But with that cowardly look, sigh! He deserved to have been beaten half to death and dragged away by Song Gang."

At the back of the crowd, a middle-aged man, also carrying a shoulder pole, laughed heartily:

"But then again, the death of Liu Bao, that scoundrel who terrorized the village, is a great relief for Fishing Fire Bay, ridding it of a menace! How about we find a place to have a couple of drinks?"

Immediately, someone nearby echoed, "Let's go! Let's go! We're not doing any work today! Let's go!"

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