Seventy years old is the age to take risks!

"You...you..."

Ma Shan took two steps back in terror, his voice trembling.

He never expected that this old guy would pretend to be drunk and wait for him to come to his door. He really is a cunning old devil!

Jiang Yuan stroked his beard and slowly stepped forward. "Ma Shan, you first plotted against the shopkeeper, and then tried to harm me. Now that you've been caught red-handed, what else do you have to say?"

"You...you're talking nonsense!"

Ma Shan was even more terrified, "I didn't!"

"No?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed. "Then why did you come to my room with a dagger tonight?"

Ma Shan was speechless, a look of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Old man, since you're courting death, don't blame me!"

He roared and charged at Jiang Yuan, brandishing his dagger.

Jiang Yuan's eyes turned cold. He shifted his feet slightly, dodging the dagger to the side, and at the same time struck out with his palm.

This palm strike, seemingly light and airy, contained the full power of his ninth level of body tempering.

"Bang!"

A palm strike landed squarely on Ma Shan's chest!

click-

A chilling sound of bones breaking rang out. Ma Shan was struck as if by a heavy blow, and he flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall, spitting out blood!

"You...you..."

Ma Shan stared wide-eyed at Jiang Yuan in disbelief, blood gushing from his mouth.

He couldn't understand it until his death.

How could a seventy-year-old man possess such terrifying power?

Jiang Yuan walked up to him, looked down at him, and said calmly:

"In my next life, I want to be a good person!"

Ma Shan opened his mouth, as if to say something, but ultimately could not utter a word. His head lolled to the side, and he died.

......

After killing Ma Shan.

Jiang Chang went straight to Ma Shan's room, wanting to see what kind of mischief this kid usually got up to.

Pushing open the door, a musty smell hit me.

Jiang Yuan searched around and soon found a package under the bed board. Inside, there were neatly stacked silver coins, at least two hundred taels!

"Where did this scoundrel, a mere employee, get so much silver?"

Jiang Yuan was puzzled and continued searching, discovering a painting hidden inside the package.

Upon opening it, I was surprised to find it was an erotic picture!

The woman in the picture has her clothes half-undone, her eyes are alluring, and her posture is seductive.

I'm a darling!

Young people really know how to have fun!

He really didn't expect that this kid would have such a skill.

......

The next day.

Ma Shan is dead.

A body dressed in night clothes was found in front of the teahouse, and there were still two hundred taels of silver in the bundle on its body.

This matter alarmed the government, which urgently dispatched people to investigate the case.

After a preliminary investigation, the authorities determined that Ma Shan had taken advantage of the teahouse patrons' intoxication to steal valuables, and had fallen to his death from the upper floor.

This kind of theft is all too common.

In such chaotic times, a mere teahouse waiter's death was no big deal; the government didn't pay much attention and hastily closed the case.

Meilan stared blankly at the two hundred taels of silver returned to her by the government.

Her belongings were not stolen at all.

Where did Ma Shan steal the two hundred taels?

However, although her belongings were not stolen, the package on Ma Shan's body looked extremely familiar to her.

It wasn't until one day later that she suddenly remembered that this package was the one she had given to her sister-in-law.

After accomplishing his task, Jiang Yuan left without a word, concealing his merits and fame.

No one will be able to trace it back to an old man like him.

but.

Before the government closed the case, Zhang Yong, the head constable of the yamen, privately approached him.

"Old Jiang, is this related to you?"

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat. "Old Zhang, you must be joking with me."

"Who's joking with you?"

Zhang Yong rolled his eyes and lowered his voice, saying, "I've been solving cases for so many years, I can tell at a glance that this guy didn't die from a fall; it looks like he was beaten to death!"

"I heard that you and Ma Shan were distributing porridge during the day when you encountered some troublesome bandits?"

"What exactly happened?"

Tsk!

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Yong with surprise and doubt. He didn't expect that this guy, who usually seemed so carefree, would have such a delicate mind.

No wonder he was able to become a constable.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Yuan recounted the whole story to Zhang Yong.

But he only told half of it, and it was only half true.

It is said that two strange people came when the porridge was being distributed that day. They seemed to be from the black market and insisted that they wanted to cause trouble for Ma Shan.

As it turned out, Ma Shan escaped before him.

After listening, Zhang Yong suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. I always thought this kid was no good, but I didn't expect him to dare to mess with the black market."

"That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all."

"Old Jiang, you've really got lucky this time."

"These guys in the black market are not to be trifled with. They're practically unregulated by the government and love to do shady things!"

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow. "What? Even the government can't control them?"

"It's beyond our control."

Zhang Yong's face was serious. "The world is in turmoil these days. The black market has taken over a lot of territory, and they're completely lawless!"

"Not to mention other places, even in our Jiangning City, there is a large area that belongs to the black market. Even government officials cannot enter it at will; they can only follow their rules."

"You old man, you rarely go out. Be very careful if you run into them!"

"I see."

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly, then suddenly changed the subject: "Old Zhang, could you teach me some martial arts techniques?"

"If I encounter these thieves, I will at least be able to protect myself."

His Changchun Gong seems to be just a cultivation technique, lacking some real martial arts skills to practice.

If you can learn even a trick or two, you won't panic so much when you encounter thieves in the future.

"Martial arts? You want to learn martial arts?"

Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha... Old man, I think your desire to practice martial arts is a pretense; your real intention is to regain your former glory, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he made faces.

"Tell me the truth, are you getting too old and want to marry a young girl to carry on your lineage?"

"I think Miss Mei Lan is quite nice, hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, not only Zhang Yong laughed, but even the surrounding constables burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down their faces.

Yes.

Who would believe it if I told them that a man nearing seventy wanted to practice martial arts?

Jiang Yuan's face darkened. "Hmph, just say something or not, why humiliate this old man like this!"

"Haha, don't be angry, old Jiang."

Zhang Yong hooked his arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulder, winked and grinned, "Old Jiang, I happen to have a martial art that's perfect for you to learn. It's not impossible for you to master it."

"But be careful, after all, you're getting older and your body can't keep up, so don't overtrain yourself to death."

"I still want to go to the teahouse to listen to your storytelling!"

Jiang Yuan was speechless: "Go away, you'd be dead while I'm still alive!"

"Hahaha...this old fox is interesting!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the government office was filled with joy.