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The Linchuan City Wushu Association Building.

Inside the Secretary-General's office.

Wang Ye stretched wearily.

During this period, the martial arts association, together with the police, dismantled several Blood Token Society strongholds, which finally allowed him to relax a little.

"Bang!"

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and a martial arts association deacon rushed in, sweating profusely.

"Secretary-General! Something terrible has happened! A major incident has occurred at the black market!"

Wang Ye's heart tightened suddenly, and his brows furrowed.

"What's the panic!"

"Could it be that another monster has appeared?"

"It's not a monster! It's a gang shootout!"

The deacon swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "So many martial artists are dead! There's blood everywhere! The police have cordoned off the area!"

"Gangs?"

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, "These rats in the gutter! The Martial Arts Association hasn't had time to deal with them lately, do they really think there's no law in Linchuan City?"

"Prepare the vehicles! Set off immediately!"

Fifteen minutes later, on Jishetang Street.

The area has been cordoned off.

When the police captain in charge of the scene saw Wang Ye get out of the car, he immediately strode over and saluted.

"Secretary-General Wang, the scene is too horrific. Since martial artists and black market gangs are involved, our police have no choice but to ask the Martial Arts Association to take over."

Wang Ye nodded with a stern face, lifted the cordon tape, and went inside.

His pupils contracted sharply when his gaze fell on a corpse on the ground.

"A mad tiger?"

"The vice-leader of the Black Tiger Gang?!"

He gasped in shock.

This was a third-rank, eighth-star expert, yet he died so tragically.

He snatched the investigation report from the other party and skimmed through it, his shocked expression gradually turning into a cold smile.

"Good riddance!"

"They came to collect protection money, vandalized shops, forcibly seized people's prescriptions, and even seriously injured the pharmacist in the shop."

"These scumbags deserve to die!"

The captain offered him a cigarette and chuckled, "Who says otherwise? The entire Black Tiger Gang is wanted; their deaths will lighten our workload."

"But Secretary Wang, guess who did it?"

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow slightly: "You found out?"

"I questioned several martial artists around me who didn't dare to fight."

The captain lowered his voice, his tone tinged with disbelief, "They said... the one who did it seems to be a boy named Jiang Feng."

"I checked, that kid is still a high school student!"

"What?!"

Wang Ye's hand holding the cigarette trembled suddenly, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

"Jiang Feng?!"

It was that kid!

He was the one who killed the alien beast in the city center last time.

Was it him again who wiped out the gang today?!

Just then, a commotion broke out outside the cordon.

Jiang Feng and Lu Zhantian got out of the car.

Both men were covered in blood, especially Jiang Feng, who exuded a murderous aura that caused many of the surrounding police officers to instinctively take a half-step back.

"Secretary-General Wang, good evening."

Jiang Feng stopped and calmly greeted him.

Lu Zhantian stood behind him, his muscles taut and his expression serious.

He had already planned it out in his mind: if the martial arts association turned against him, he would risk his life to run away with Jiang Feng.

Wang Ye stared at Jiang Feng, his throat bobbing, and he blurted out instinctively, "You...you killed Mad Tiger?"

Jiang Feng nodded lightly.

He then casually added, "Oh, right! Black Tiger, White Tiger, and the rest of the Black Tiger Gang members were all taken care of by me as well."

"boom!"

These words came as a thunderclap from a clear sky!

Wang Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and the cigarette butt in his hand fell directly onto his leather shoe.

The captain standing to the side was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

A high school student wiped out the entire Black Tiger Gang overnight?!

Jiang Feng ignored their shock and instead took out two bottles of pills from his pocket.

"Secretary-General, I suspect that the Black Tiger Gang is colluding with a cult."

"This is what I found on Black Tiger."

The captain leaned closer for a look, somewhat puzzled: "What is this?"

The moment Wang Ye saw the two pills, his expression changed drastically.

"The Blood God Pill...it really is such an evil medicine!"

He took a deep breath, his expression becoming more serious than ever before.

"Jiang Feng, this matter involves a cult. I need you to come with me to the Martial Arts Association right now. I must report this to the president immediately!"

Jiang Feng nodded, then turned and patted Lu Zhantian on the shoulder, signaling him to go back to the shop and keep an eye on things. He then got into the car and went to the Martial Arts Association.

……

It was an hour later when I came out of the Wushu Association building.

As the evening breeze blew by, the river wind stretched lazily, its bones cracking with a series of popping sounds.

This matter is now closed.

Instead of holding him accountable for killing someone in the street, Chairman Longyuan generously transferred the one million yuan bounty from the Black Tiger Gang to his account.

The way this matter is announced to the public is also very particular.

"The Martial Arts Association launched a secret operation to swiftly wipe out the Black Tiger Gang."

In the chairman's office, Jiang Feng learned some information that reignited his murderous intent.

The Blood Token Society secretly controlled many forces like the Black Tiger Gang by using the Blood God Pill, which could forcibly elevate one's cultivation level.

The recent spate of missing children in Linchuan City is most likely due to a cult collecting materials to refine the Blood God Pill!

"Using children's life essence to refine elixirs!"

Jiang Feng stood on the street, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with intense anger.

No wonder someone as mediocre as Black Tiger was able to break through to the peak of the third rank!

"Oh shit!"

"That beast deserves to be torn to pieces!"

After hailing a taxi, Jiang Feng headed straight for Linchuan People's Hospital.

After asking the nurse at the front desk, he arrived at the door of the special care ward.

On the hospital bed, Bai Yuhe was bandaged up like a dumpling, with only his head showing. Lin Youwei was sitting beside him, carefully applying medicine to his wound with cotton swabs.

Upon hearing the door open, the two turned their heads simultaneously.

"Jiang Feng!"

Bai Yuhe's dim eyes instantly brightened, and she struggled to sit up. "Are you...are you alright?"

His last memory before falling into a coma was Jiang Feng's back as he charged into the crowd like a god of death, a sight that has haunted him ever since.

Lin Youwei also stood up nervously, looking Jiang Feng up and down, afraid that he might have been injured.

Jiang Feng walked to the bedside, pulled up a chair and sat down, smiling as he said, "Don't worry, from now on, there will be no more Black Tiger Gang in Linchuan City."

Lin Youwei felt a chill run down her spine and gasped.

One person wiped out an entire gang?!

She lowered her voice, her tone anxious: "Won't the martial arts association keep pressing the issue?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and gave her a reassuring look: "I've already met with the president of the martial arts association. They've classified it as assisting in the investigation."

"Not only am I unharmed, I also received a bonus."

Lin Youwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Feng turned to look at Bai Yuhe, his eyes filled with heartache and helplessness at his pitiful appearance.

"You silly boy."

"They want the formula for the Golden Bone Tempering Powder, so just give it to them!"

"With my abilities, do you think I'd be afraid of not being able to get it back afterward?"

Even though Bai Yuhe was wincing in pain, he stubbornly shook his head repeatedly: "No! No way! That's your prescription!"

"Why should I give it to those bastards!"