The next day, Xiu Wangchou, who was slightly injured, walked on the streets of Xiaoyun County.
He looked around, just to find a restaurant, after all, whether it was the righteous or evil path, killing was tiring. Fortunately, Xiu Wangchou quickly found a street with many restaurants.
However, due to every hero's first attribute - poverty.
Xiu Wangchou still looked over these shops and finally chose a noodle shop with noodles that cost four coins and had big bowls.
Although there was also a noodle soup shop next door that cost five coins and had meat, after looking it over, Xiu Wangchou felt that although it had meat, the portion of noodles was too little. For the purpose of filling his stomach, Xiu Wangchou, who only had ten coins left, thought that the noodle shop with the big bowls was more cost-effective.
After ordering noodles and sitting down to eat, Xiu Wangchou's bad luck was that the street became chaotic again.
Xiu Wangchou had just taken two bites when he heard the noise and subconsciously looked up...
Not far away on a nearby noodle shop, a richly dressed young master was ordering two men to beat an elderly man.
Next to the old man, a young girl kept kowtowing ceaselessly.
Xiu Wangchou's eyebrows furrowed slightly, because he had seen those two men beating people before, they were two of the local bullies who had been collecting protection fees on the street.
And the one ordering these two thugs must not be a good person either.
At this time, several men in the restaurant where Xiu Wangchou was eating seemed unable to bear watching this and stood up to see what was going on, but were stopped by the restaurant owner.
The owner said, "Gentlemen, don't go, they are from the Wang Residence!"
Hearing the words 'Wang Residence', those few people retreated a few steps immediately. After all, the Wang family had been wealthy merchants for generations with hundreds of thugs under them.
The only man among them who still had some guts angrily said, "So what if they are from the Wang Residence? Beating people in broad daylight, this young master of the Wang family is not the first time doing this. This time, he didn't get the girl so he wants to openly rob her!"
The owner seemed to recognize the man speaking and advised, "But the Wang Residence colludes with the Black Sect, look, those two thugs taking orders from the young master are from 'Poison Valley'!"
As soon as the name Poison Valley came out, even the hot-blooded man was afraid.
After all, the second biggest underworld organization in Baiyun Prefecture had extremely vicious means that could make anyone afraid. Provoking them could truly bring disaster to the whole family.
For a while, no one dared to come forward and help.
It was no wonder the rich young master dared to be so arrogant and domineering.
Xiu Wangchou saw and heard everything. Normally, he would have already taken action.
But today, he had important matters to attend to. He had just killed the county magistrate's head catcher yesterday, if he acted again today, he was afraid it would attract too much attention...
But could he just stand by and watch?
Xiu Wangchou suddenly felt that the wide noodles in his bowl didn't smell as good anymore.
...
The rich young master of the Wang family was laughing loudly on the street.
He seemed to be enjoying the feeling of holding other people's life and death in his thoughts.
The kneeling and begging girl at the side kept pleading, "Young Master Wang, please spare my father, I will go with you, okay? Please, I'm begging you..."
But the two thugs' punches and kicks didn't stop at all because of the girl's crying.
The rich playboy looked obscenely at the crying girl and said, "Oh? You're willing now? Let me tell you, too late!"
Seeing this, the girl cried even harder, even kowtowing to the rich young master while crying.
On the contrary, one of the two underworld thugs stopped and said in a low voice to the rich young master, "Young Master Wang, shall we stop for now? What if we really beat him to death..."
The rich young master glared at him and scolded, "What? I'm not afraid, are you getting scared? If anything happens, just spend a few hundred taels of silver at the government yamen, can my Wang family not afford to spend money?"
The thug nodded and fawned on him, but still said after hesitating, "But Young Master Wang, for a small noodle seller like him, if the old master finds out..."
These words made the rich young master pause. He thought to himself that it was true, spending money for such lowly people would be too unjust.
Thinking of this, the rich young master raised his folding fan to signal them to stop. The other thug then retreated behind the rich young master.
The old man had been beaten all over with blood, unable to even speak.
The girl threw herself next to the old man, crying out, "Father, father..."
But the rich young master folded up his fan and bent down, using the fan obscenely to lift the girl's chin, grinning, "Xiao Chun, I stopped because I gave you face. Otherwise, with your father daring to provoke me like that, no matter what, he would have lost a life or a limb. But since you just said you're willing to come with me..."
Saying so, the rich young master laughed loudly.
The girl lowered her head with closed eyes, tears streaming down...
It seemed she had accepted her fate.
The rich young master laughed more arrogantly and slowly retracted his fan, standing upright.
But in the next moment, the rich young master could no longer hold his fan.
Because his hand was severed in that instant!
Because a sword was drawn!
When the sword was drawn, the wind was stirred!
When the wind was stirred, a man moved!
A sword slashed across, the sword light flashed like lightning!
The Star Sea Sect's swordsmanship, First Star Flash! It was as fast as the rumors in the jianghu.
In the instant the sword was unleashed, everyone present didn't see what had happened, but the rich young master's left hand holding the folding fan was severed.
The two underworld thugs behind the rich young master clearly had some martial arts skills. Sensing the sudden change, the rich young master only managed to scream in pain while they had already assumed a defensive stance.
Unfortunately, faced with the absolute difference in strength, reacting quickly was useless.
As Zhang San said, no matter how good your lightness skill, it's no use if you can't escape in time.
The enraged Xiu Wangchou had already closed in! Let alone these two thugs whose lightness skill was mediocre, even if they had been given Earth rank lightness skill at this moment, how would it help?
Sure enough, First Star Flash struck again, the sword as fast as lightning. This time, two more heads were lopped off.
Severing the hand, killing people, done in one breath! The swordsmanship of the former number one orthodox sect Star Sea Sect was indeed formidable.
The rich young master was scared stiff on the ground, wanting to flee but unable to stand up. He could only keep flailing his feet on the ground, hoping to get further away from that frightening swordsman in white.
But Xiu Wangchou pressed on step by step.
"You...what do you want to do! My...my father is...is..."
Xiu Wangchou was too lazy to care. His sword nimbly and cleverly slit the throat and severed the artery on the rich young master's other arm.
The rich young master couldn't speak anymore, but he wasn't dead yet.
Xiu Wangchou had a habit, or a habit inherited from his master.
Kill swiftly!
Kill the evildoer slowly.
Of course it wasn't out of sympathy, but to make these evildoers die more painfully.
After all, they had so much fun harming others, why should they be allowed to die so comfortably?
Xiu Wangchou looked at the rich young master who was covering his spurting throat with his right hand but had no left hand to cover the artery wound on his right arm, and suddenly broke into a grin.
To the rich young master, Xiu Wangchou's grin was like an evil spirit.
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
