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evening.

When Zhou Yan arrived at the prison, the atmosphere had eased considerably compared to the previous few days.

The Black-Clad Guards had mostly withdrawn, and Prison Chief Liu was no longer loitering in the cell. The atmosphere of the entire prison seemed to have returned to its previous state.

Seeing Zhou Yan enter, Zhu Asan, who was on duty in the outer prison, leaned over and whispered:

"Ayan, Liu the jailer just told me to tell you that you have a day off tomorrow."

Zhou Yan was taken aback.

"A day off?"

Zhu Asan nodded.

"Official prison guards are at least registered, and they get a day off every two weeks."

He smiled as he said this.

"Originally, Warden Liu should have assigned you a few days ago, but after the Wusheng Sect incident, who had the mind to care about that? Besides, you'll be rotating through different posts after your leave."

Zhou Yan's heart stirred.

He knew about the job rotation, but a day off...

  

But this is especially important to him now.

Zhou Yan suppressed his thoughts and nodded, saying:

"Thank you for the reminder, Third Brother."

"What are you thanking me for?"

Zhu Asan waved his hand and then added:

"But don't wander around too much. The atmosphere in the city hasn't been very good lately."

"I know."

Zhou Yan responded.

Upon entering the death row, Li Mazi and Xiao Liuzi were nowhere to be seen; they must have gone on patrol.

The two of them have been behaving very well these past few days.

When she saw Zhou Yan, she no longer had that strange and sarcastic demeanor from before, and she didn't even dare to say much to him.

The firelight in the death row cell flickered.

Zhou Yan lowered his head and straightened his brand-new prison uniform, his expression calm.

Now that we have days off!

There are some things that should be settled as well.

……

As dawn approached, a light drizzle began to fall, the rain mingling with the morning mist, making Qingzhou City even more humid and stuffy in July.

At the side gate of the county jail, jailers who had worked all night yawned and came out in twos and threes, forming a stark contrast with the jailers who were hurrying to take their shifts.

Zhou Yan was also in the crowd.

Today is his first day off since becoming a full-fledged prison guard.

According to the rules, from the moment he finishes his shift, he is entitled to a two-day, one-night vacation.

This can be considered a perk for night shift workers.

Zhu Asan walked beside Zhou Yan and said:

"Come home with me for dinner."

"I won't be going today; I have some things to take care of."

Zhou Yan scratched his head and refused, feeling embarrassed.

Upon reaching the alley entrance, after repeatedly declining Zhu Asan's invitation, he watched Zhu Asan's figure disappear at the end of the alley.

He stood on the street, tilted his head back, letting the drizzle hit his face, and took a deep breath.

……

Li Mazi and Xiao Liuzi both lived in the west of the city, but unlike Zhu Asan, they lived further south.

On the way back from the county government office, one usually has to pass through an old alley.

That place used to be the backyard of several dye houses in earlier years. Later, the dye houses moved away, and most of the courtyard wall collapsed, leaving only a few dilapidated houses, a few unwanted dye vats, and a narrow path overgrown with weeds.

Few people walk here on weekdays.

But for those living in the southwestern part of the city, this is a shortcut.

Li Mazi, pulling Xiao Liuzi along in the drizzle, entered the old alley, muttering under his breath:

"These past few days have been the worst luck imaginable."

Xiao Liu's voice trembled.

"Brother Ma, do you think... the Black-Clad Guards won't come looking for us again?"

"What are you looking for?"

Li Mazi said irritably, "What does this have to do with us? We didn't do anything."

Xiao Liu swallowed hard.

"What about Zhou Yan?"

Li Mazi paused, his expression immediately turning grim.

"Don't mention that kid."

He said this, but his voice was noticeably lower.

"Now that he's been promoted and his vital energy has been restored, we should stay away from him from now on."

Xiao Liu nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, stay away from him."

The two had just walked past a section of collapsed wall.

suddenly!

A silent figure emerged from behind the wall.

The figure took a step forward, the speed not exaggerated, but extremely steady.

Xiao Liu, who was walking behind, suddenly felt a numbness in his shoulder and neck.

With a muffled groan, he collapsed to the ground.

Li Mazi felt a gust of wind behind him and heard Xiao Liuzi's voice, so he subconsciously turned around to look.

He was still muttering to himself:

"Little Liu, what are you doing? You..."

The next instant, his eyes widened, and he seemed frozen in place, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

It wasn't until he saw Xiao Liuzi's limp body lying on the ground that he suddenly realized what was happening and turned to run away.

But as soon as he turned halfway around, his wrist was grabbed by the figure.

His five fingers were like iron hoops.

Li Mazi's arm went numb instantly, and half of his body lost its strength in an instant.

"Zhou Yan! I was wrong. I was so scared that day that I didn't mean to hurt you!"

The figure was Zhou Yan. He had anticipated the two's route home and used his "Aura Transformation" to hide here in advance, all to solve these two problems.

Zhou Yan looked at him calmly.

"Not intentional?"

Li Mazi's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he nodded repeatedly.

"It really wasn't intentional! It was really the Black-Clad Guards who were pressuring me so much. I was scared, I was so scared!"

Zhou Yan did not respond.

He just remembered that scene in the torture chamber.

I remembered the torture needle...

Seeing that Zhou Yan remained silent, Li Mazi panicked even more.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou! I'll be your slave from now on! I'll never do it again! Please forgive me."

Zhou Yan sighed softly.

Whether you dare or not is no longer important.

Li Mazi was stunned.

The next instant, Zhou Yan twisted his wrist and covered the other person's mouth with his other hand with lightning speed, using force.

"Click."

A sound of neck joints rubbing together rang out.

Collarbone grappling technique!

Although he has only just begun to learn, with the strength he has gained, killing an ordinary person would be more than enough.

Li Mazi didn't even utter a sound before his body went limp and he collapsed.

In Zhou Yan's eyes, the white wisp that had been hovering above his head dimmed instantly and then disappeared into the void.

Zhou Yan's eyes remained completely expressionless.

The entry disappears after a person dies; he discovered this on the very first day he transmigrated, so there's nothing surprising about it.

Zhou Yan supported Li Mazi's body and slowly placed it in the corner of the wall.

Now that he has come into this world, he must adapt to its rules.

To reiterate, he didn't want to kill anyone, but he didn't want to be killed by anyone even more.

Therefore, the only option is to let the other side die first.

Looking at the already dead Li Mazi, Zhou Yan suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over him, making him want to vomit but unable to.

Nearby, Xiao Liuzi twitched on the ground, as if he was about to wake up.

Zhou Yanqiang suppressed the discomfort in his stomach and turned to look.

Xiao Liu's eyelids twitched, and he made muffled sounds.

"Brother Li... Brother Li..."

Zhou Yan walked up to him and squatted down.

Xiao Liuzi barely opened his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him, all the color drained from his face.

"Brother Zhou..."

His voice was trembling with tears, but before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yan reached out and interrupted him.

"In your next life, don't be so talkative."

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, Zhou Yanqian cleanly and decisively snapped the other person's neck.

The rain fell in fine, continuous strands, landing on Zhou Yan's shoulder.

He took a deep breath, squatted down, and searched the two of them.

Together, the two of them found a little over one tael of silver.

Zhou Yan weighed the silver coins in his palm, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Two poor bastards, even poorer than him.

They hid the two bodies in an abandoned dye vat, put the lid on, and then weighed it down with a large stone.

"That should be fine."

The old alley was already desolate, and recently, with the increasing number of refugees outside Qingzhou City, this area has become particularly chaotic.

Moreover, even if the body is discovered, it could be sometime in the past, and he wouldn't be suspected.

After working for a while, Zhou Yan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and the discomfort from killing had subsided considerably.

He straightened his sleeves, turned and left the old alley.

……

By the time I got back to the entrance of my alley, it was already much brighter.

A young man, as thin as a stick, stood at the entrance of the alley.

The man, huddled under the eaves with a wet patch on his shoulder, hurried over to Zhou Yan upon seeing him return, saying:

"Brother Zhou, I'm Monkey Head, one of Scarface's men. We met last time."

Zhou Yan paused slightly, recalling the events carefully.

Last time when Scarface blocked him, there was indeed this person there, and he even tried to beat him up.

However, last time this person kept calling him "Zhou boy".

Now they've changed their tune.

"What's up?"

The henchman quickly waved his hand.

"It's nothing serious, Brother Dao asked me to pass on a message to you."

He said that now that you have entered the county government's official register and have sensed the flow of qi and blood, the matter of owing money is no longer urgent.

Originally scheduled for January, but now we can extend the deadline by a little more time.

Zhou Yan looked at him, her expression unchanged.

"Scarface is actually a man who values ​​relationships."

The henchman gave a dry laugh.

"Brother Dao said that we're all just trying to make a living in Qingzhou City, and we might need to look out for each other in the future."

After saying that, as if afraid Zhou Yan would misunderstand, he quickly added:

"Of course, rules are rules. Money can be repaid later, but it cannot be not repaid at all."

Zhou Yan nodded.

"I see."

Having received the message, the henchman dared not linger, cupped his hands in greeting, and left.

Zhou Yan watched his retreating figure, feeling no surprise whatsoever.

The Blackwater Gang, an underground force, certainly hasn't become benevolent.

But he's no longer that poor kid who can be easily manipulated.

It's the same thing—owing money.

When you are weak, others can chop you up and sell you.

But once you become a little stronger, others will be willing to give you a few more days with a smile.

Ultimately, it all comes down to ability.

……

P.S.: I'd like to apologize to all the readers here. Since this is my first time publishing a book, the chapter divisions weren't handled well and may have offended your eyes. However, this is the last chapter in the draft, and the following chapters will be more organized.

I'm sorry, everyone!