From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Bang!

The girl in red gestured with her hand, casually slashing out in a white arc, cutting the kitchen knife and also slitting the bearded man's throat.

"Ah-"

The bearded shop owner's eyes widened, he clutched his throat but couldn't stop the bleeding, and collapsed headfirst into the pot of hot oil...

# Chapter 219 The Xuanwu Hall was destroyed

After entering the passage and walking for about twenty meters, a three-meter-high iron gate appeared in front of the two.

He raised his leg and kicked!

boom!

Jiang Liu kicked the iron gate open.

Inside the door was a fairly spacious area, dimly lit but not blind. The floor was solid, and shelves lined the walls, with tattered blankets hanging on them.

There is a door on each of the left and right sides and at the back.

There were forty or fifty children aged eight to ten being scolded by the tall, thin man with a scarred face. Hearing the commotion, they all turned around.

Who are you?

When the scarred man saw the two men violently barge in, he acted like a righteous man, blurting out a question. He immediately grabbed an eight-year-old girl in front of him with his left hand and pulled a dagger from his waist with his right.

Hiss!

A throwing knife slashed across his right wrist in an instant, severing his entire right hand.

Before he could even shout, an invisible force field instantly pierced his chest, shattering his heart and sending the girl flying.

Jiang Liu raised his finger and unleashed a magnetic field that enveloped the girl, allowing her to land safely.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright."

Jiang Liu's words seemed to have a magical power, calming all the panicked children present.

"What happened?"

A door opened on the left side of the venue, and a gloomy man dressed in a black suit, wearing a gold watch and a gold chain walked out.

Cui Daorong was also with him.

Without a doubt, this is the head of the Xuanwu Hall.

"Instructor Li?"

Upon catching sight of the scarred man with his right hand severed, blood flowing from his seven orifices, and lifeless, the leader of the Xuanwu Hall's eyes turned cold, and he waved to one of his underlings to go outside and call for reinforcements.

Jiang Liu didn't stop them, but simply had Hong Guniang take the children present out.

"A new member of the detective team?"

The Xuanwu Hall Master guessed Jiang Liu's identity and grinned, "Pretty young! But I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or your boss will take a dislike to you."

"There are plenty of people who don't like me, who does he think he is?"

Jiang Liu scoffed, put his hands on his hips, and sneered at the Xuanwu Hall Master, "He offended me, so I cut off his source of income. It's that simple."

"court death!"

at this time.

The man who had run out earlier returned from behind that door, followed by ten tall, burly men. The other two doors in the area also opened, and twenty or thirty men dressed in black walked out from each.

"It looks like most of the people have arrived."

Jiang Liu flicked his hand, unleashing his magnetic field to block the three large doors on the left, right, and front. The deformed iron door behind him was also straightened by the invisible force field and re-blocked the passage he had come from.

"All right!"

"The game of catching a turtle in a jar begins!"

Such an unexpected turn of events naturally instilled a sense of fear in everyone present.

The Xuanwu Hall Master ordered his men to bang on the door, but they couldn't get it open no matter what they did. Sweating profusely, he pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger directly at Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu pinched his fingers together, and his magnetic field blocked the bullet.

With a flick of a finger.

whoosh-

The bullet pierced the thigh of the Xuanwu Hall Master, causing him to collapse to the ground in pain. He cried out, "Hero! Spare me! Spare me! I'll give you whatever you want!"

"The money wasn't yours to begin with, so how can you say it's being 'given'?"

After saying that, Jiang Liu waved his hand, and the dagger that Instructor Li was holding in his severed hand floated up. Under the control of the magnetic field of others, it glided as if it were a flying object, passing through the wrists and ankles of everyone present except Cui Daorong, severing their tendons and causing them to fall to the ground in pain.

To kill someone, first destroy their spirit.

Even if one kills a beast, causing a large-scale loss of life in this big city will damage the reputation of high-ranking officials and nobles, and may even lead to the nobles inviting experts from various sects to come down from the mountains.

If they do nothing but escort these people to the detective team, then Zhao Liren will be outwardly guarding them while secretly protecting them.

If the tendons in their hands and feet were severed like this, rendering them useless, Zhao Liren, in order to maximize his own interests, would never allow these people to recover from their injuries. Instead, he would use them as bargaining chips for his promotion.

If one or two people are injured, Zhao Liren might take care of them until they die for the sake of the "loyalty" in his character, so that others will work harder.

But the number exceeds thirty —

That fat guy would never do that.

Jiang Liu planned to spare the lives of most of the adults in the Green Dragon Society, provided they were caught red-handed.

Does he have connections in both the legal and illegal worlds?

He forced Zhao Liren to choose only one option.

Is it to choose the underworld and, as the leader of the Black Dragon Society, go to fight him to the death?

Or should we completely whitewash our image and use the lives of our Black Dragon Society brothers to advance our ranks and titles?

Either way, it would allow Jiang Liu and the others to remain uninvolved!

After all, this achievement of eradicating the city's gangs—

But it belongs to Zhao Li!

When Xuanwu Hall Master saw Jiang Liu walking towards him, he ignored the wound on his thigh and crawled toward the door behind him, but how could he open the door?

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The Xuanwu Hall Master had long lost his previous arrogance and was pleading desperately, hoping that Jiang Liu would spare his life.

"Don't worry, I'm not the one who will kill you."

Jiang Liu grabbed the Xuanwu Hall Master by the back of his collar and asked with a grin, "Where did you put the money?"

"Behind the door..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Liu kicked open the iron gate, and the ten-centimeter-thick steel plate deformed instantly, which frightened the Xuanwu Hall Master into silence.

Cui Daorong, the only one who could still move his hands and feet, had already lost control of his bowels and bladder. Even though he was still nimble, he couldn't stand up at all.

Jiang Liu merely glanced at him before dragging the Xuanwu Hall Master into the room behind the door.

The room wasn't large, only about 200 square meters, but it exuded an indescribable luxury.

The atmosphere was completely different from the dimly lit place outside.

Genuine leather sofas, antique tea sets, exquisite potted plants, and a chandelier on the ceiling create the ambiance of a scholar's residence, perfect for cultivating one's taste and refinement.

"Tsk tsk, how could such a cozy house be hidden beneath these ruins of corrugated iron, stone slabs, and wooden planks? They really know how to enjoy life!"

Under duress, Jiang Liu found a hidden door behind the desk, forcibly opened it, and found ten large boxes of gold, silver, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as a box of opium and a box of account books containing information on the opium sold and child trafficking over the years.

Afterwards, Jiang Liu returned to the dimly lit area and opened the other two doors, which led to warehouses.

One room was filled with boxes of opium.

In another room were rows of iron cages, probably twenty or thirty in total, containing children between the ages of five and ten, all of whom had bruises on their bodies.

When they saw Jiang Liu, they didn't bother to see who he was, nor did they dare to shout. They just huddled up in fear.

"Hey--"

Jiang Liu sighed, twisted off the Xuanwu Hall Master's arms, and broke his legs. Even though the master fainted from the pain, Jiang Liu used his Qi to keep his mind clear, allowing him to feel the pain of his broken limbs. He said softly, "To be honest, I'm a good person. I should have given you a quick death, but you have to live."

The Xuanwu Hall Master's eyes were bloodshot, but his pupils revealed only fear.

The person before me—

It's the devil!

# Chapter 220 A Long-Term Plan —

After destroying Xuanwu Hall, Jiang Liu ordered Dili Chuan to release all the children from the cages.

"Young Master, what should we do with these children?" Di Li Chui asked.

“This slum isn’t far from our side, only about two kilometers away. You can take them to our side for now.”

Jiang Liu instructed, "Afterwards, go find Zhao Qian and have him send a few people to move the gold and silver back here, start a fire, cook, and let the children eat their fill first."

If other children or teenagers follow along, don't stop them, just be careful around those over thirteen or fourteen.

"Understood, Young Master!"

He was given the order in the field. Without even using a key, he grabbed the lock on the cage, pulled hard, and broke the lock cylinder. "Children, come with me, I'll take you to eat!"

The children were all terrified, but encouraged by the gentle gazes of Jiang Liu and Hong Guniang, they all walked out of the cage and followed behind the children kicking in the ground.

The boy in the field was about the height of an eight or nine-year-old child, and he wore a mask to conceal his face, which had been disfigured by centipede venom. He seemed like the leader of the children, their pillar of support…

After the Xuanwu Hall fell silent, Hong Guniang looked at the Xuanwu Hall Master, whose hands and feet had been broken but who was in so much pain that he could not even make a sound, and could only open his mouth to scream silently. She asked, "What should we do next?"

"Sister Hong, could you please take this person to the detective squad?"

As he spoke, Jiang Liu handed over the box of account books as well. "Put these accounts down as well. The only thing to be careful about is not to reveal your identity. You can pretend to be a female knight-errant, and then explain the location of the Azure Dragon Society-Xuanwu Hall, and say that the children who have been abducted recently have been sent to the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe, so that parents of children who have recently gone missing can go and claim them."