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Chapter 143 Kill kill kill! ! !

Ji Yang held up his sword and walked in the direction where the children had lost their way. He had no horse, but he walked very fast. The smell in the air provided Ji Yang with a direction, but as time went by, this clue was lost.

According to the villagers, the two children were suddenly kidnapped by two knights on the road. There was no clue in this matter, and Ji Yang was a little worried and didn't know how to investigate.

We walked all the way and entered the city.

Ji Yang came to the restaurant. It is said that the restaurant is the best place to get information. It is a pity that there are indeed a lot of rumors in the market, and Ji Yang did not hear any useful information.

When he was on the second floor, Ji Yang saw a disabled child begging on the roadside. He frowned and immediately knew what was going on.

Ji Yang went downstairs with his sword in hand and squatted down in front of the child with twisted arms. The child looked at Ji Yang with some fear, trembling all over.

Ji Yang wanted to speak, but seeing the other party's attitude, he didn't say anything more. He just reached out and grabbed the other party's arm. The slight feeling made him angry, and the three-inch green light between his eyebrows began to jump uncontrollably again.

"Your arm was hit?"

The child did not dare to answer, and looked past Ji Yang's body in fear. Ji Yang did not look back, and his mental power spread out, locking onto the two beggars at the end of the street.

Ji Yang pulled the child up, nourishing the meridians in his body with his innate Qi, while mobilizing Qi and blood to repair the child imperceptibly. However, the child lacked nutrition, so Ji Yang gave up mobilizing Qi and blood.

He led the timid child to the end of the street with a cold face. The beggar had already spotted him and turned and ran away.

Ji Yang followed slowly, walking towards a more remote place, until gradually the surroundings were filled with a foul stench and countless cries.

Ji Yang's murderous intent was even stronger. He wanted to get some information, but he didn't expect to find a den of thieves. The child was already trembling with fear, and his legs could hardly move. Or perhaps it was the warmth of Ji Yang's palm that made him choose to follow Ji Yang forward.

The beggar entered a large courtyard and Ji Yang followed him. Before he reached the door, more than a dozen beggars rushed out of the courtyard.

"Who's meddling in other people's business?"

"He is a scholar."

"Stupid scholar, why don't you read your sage books and imitate others to act like a hero?"

Ji Yang said nothing, drew his sword and rushed forward.

"kill him."

Poof! ! !

Ji Yang turned his wrist and slashed the sword, leaving bloody wounds on the beggar's body. The child stared at him with excitement.

Ji Yang hesitated and didn't let him cover his eyes.

It’s just killing someone, is that scary?

Maybe the terrible things he had seen were even more terrible than murder?

Ji Yang did not kill anyone. His long sword cut bloody marks on the beggars' bodies and cut their tendons in their hands and feet. He left the beggars wailing and wriggling on the ground like cripples, and watched themselves bleeding without knowing what to do.

"you you you……"

The middle-aged beggar with a stick in his hand retreated step by step, and Ji Yang followed with a sword in hand and entered the yard. With a glance, Ji Yang saw many simple houses, walked over and opened the door, and the children in the house looked outside in fear.

"Where do these kids come from?"

"I am a beggar..."

puff!

"Ah..." The beggar looked at his right arm that fell to the ground in horror, his eyes full of hatred: "I am a beggar..."

puff!

The beggar watched his left arm fall to the ground. He knelt on the ground in despair and said, "Kill me."

puff!

The left ear fell on the shoulder and bounced to the ground.

"I said, I said..."

A moment later, the one-eared beggar, with blood gushing from his arms, walked ahead to lead the way, his face becoming paler and paler as he walked.

He knew he was doomed, but he didn't dare stop. He felt that bleeding to death might be a good thing.

Ji Yang followed with a sword in hand. The child behind him pulled Ji Yang's hand, and then left the yard hand in hand with the other children.

Walking out of the alley, this strange procession immediately caused a commotion. The one-eared beggar saw the two constables coming from afar, and a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Looking back, Ji Yang was not panicking, but just said calmly: "Lead the way."

Yizier didn't dare to refute. He kept walking forward and soon came to the constable.

The constable held the knife in his right hand and looked at Ji Yang warily: "Who are you?"

Ji Yang asked back: "Beggars catch children, do you know?"

The other person's pupils shrank.

Ji Yang knew it well. A three-inch blue light flickered between his eyebrows. He didn't need any evidence to tell right from wrong. "It seems like he knows."

The long sword is unsheathed.

The constable was horrified: "You want to make...ah..."

The arm fell to the ground first, followed by four eyeballs flying out, and then the chest was cut open, and a red heart was beating.

Ji Yang took ink from the blessed land and poured it on their hearts.

"lead the way."

He turned his head to look at Yi'er, who had a terrified look in his eyes and was extremely pale. He shuddered when he heard that and ran forward in panic: "Madman, madman..."

"Go to the Yamen first."

Yi Er looked even more horrified: "Mad man."

Before he reached the yamen, Yi'er fell to the ground with a plop, with a look of relief in his eyes.

Ji Yang stepped over the other person's body and continued walking forward with the children. They soon arrived at the government office. The guards at the door looked at Ji Yang vigilantly.

Ji Yang came over with a sword in hand: "Let me ask you, do you know about beggars arresting children?"

"Bold." The two men's faces changed and looked majestic.

puff!

Ji Yang led the group into the government office, and two twitching bodies fell behind him. The children were no longer afraid, but instead looked around curiously.

There were chaotic footsteps coming from the government office.

"who?"

"I ask, do you know that beggars catch children?"

"Hurry and take it down..."

puff.

"I ask, do you know that beggars catch children?"

"Don't be so bold."

puff.

"I ask, do you know that beggars catch children?"

"I..."

puff!

Ji Yang shook his sword, glanced at the dead government office, and went straight to the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?"

A group of children nodded and swallowed.

Ji Yang smiled and said, "Ahem, I know all six arts of a gentleman, except cooking..."

“I can cook.”

“I can chop vegetables.”

"I will..." After a moment, Ji Yang held the bowl, ate the hot meat, and looked at everyone with emotion: "Don't be sad, we are all talented."

The group of children laughed, and Ji Yang said, "Since you can cook, I will open a restaurant and let you manage it."

The children's eyes lit up: "Then we won't be hungry, right?"

Ji Yang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, you won't go hungry. We will catch those evil-hearted people. You can do as many as I catch."

children:"……"

Ji Yang thought they were worried about not having enough food, so he comforted them, "These black livers grow faster than crops. Don't worry, they won't starve."

A girl raised her hand tremblingly: "Big brother, can we give black liver to our guests and eat our crops?"

……

A group of beggars gathered together, their faces were livid. There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, each with more than thirty wounds on his body.

One of them had his ear chopped off and both arms broken, except for one ear.

A beggar spoke up, shocked and angry: "This person wants them to die in agony, watching themselves bleed to death. It's cruel, too cruel, even an evil master wouldn't be so vicious."

"There were also two constables whose chests were dug open and ink was poured on them."

"Why haven't our disciples been poached..."

The beggar shut up, and the people around him stared at him with unpleasant expressions.

The beggar in the lead had a livid face and his lips were trembling: "Where is he? Is he a scholar?"

"He is also a scholar who practices martial arts." Someone replied, "He went to the government office."

The leader sneered when he heard this: "Go to the government office? Does he want to break into the government office?"

Just as he finished speaking, a pale beggar ran in from outside: "Captain, that scholar killed everyone in the government office. I didn't dare to go in, but the people at the door all had their chests dug open and ink poured into them, and their hearts and livers turned black..."

The sneering helmsman's face turned the color of liver. His eyes were sometimes fierce, sometimes angry, and sometimes at a loss. He muttered, "Let's just forget about it. He's a lunatic. Just wait for the Daqing court to kill him."

The beggar said with a sad face: "It's too late. The leader has already called his disciples to go."

The helmsman's face darkened: "What's going on? Why is the gang leader here?"

"I don't know this either. It is said that the leader came here suddenly. He heard that someone killed my Beggars' Sect disciples and broke into the government office to rebel, so the leader left in anger."

hold head high! ! !
A huge golden dragon condensed in the sky. The helmsman looked up and turned extremely pale. The beggars around him trembled all over and didn't know what to do.

Then a voice came: "Traitor, come out and die."

Following the sound, I saw a group of beggars gathered on the street of the government office, and in the distance there were people watching them coldly, occasionally pointing and talking.

The leader had a muscular build, looked intimidating even without being angry, and had a righteous look on his face, which made people feel awe and goodwill.

His eyes were wide open with anger, and a golden dragon was coiled above his head, roaring and shaking the heavens and the earth. Then he looked down and saw the scene of corpses strewn all over the government office.

The dragon's eyes widened, and he instantly burned with anger.

In the government office, Ji Yang lazily came out with a sword in hand, leading a group of disabled children. He even stretched himself, holding a chicken leg in his mouth, and said incoherently: "Don't be afraid, let's go dig out the heart and liver."

As he was speaking, he heard a voice of surprise and doubt.

"Are you the traitor?"

Ji Yang raised his head: "I don't deserve it. I am just a scholar with a lofty ideal, fighting evil with a sword."

The sturdy man at the door had a gleaming look in his eyes, his long messy hair fluttering in the wind. He looked at the child beside Ji Yang, and the next moment his face couldn't help but tremble, and the golden dragon on his head became more and more angry: "Did you find these children from the Beggars' Sect?"

His voice was trembling.

Without waiting for an answer, he turned around and glared at the person behind him, and walked down the stairs step by step, the steps under his feet crackling and crumbling. His tiger-like body was actually trembling at this moment, and even his voice was trembling: "What a good thing you have done, I have been tracking down those missing children for several months but there is no news. I am curious, my disciples of the Beggars' Sect are all over the world, how come I can't even get this little news?"

"Good, very good, it's really good."

"I let the murderer investigate the case. I was so blind—ah—"

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

As the sturdy man roared, the twenty or thirty people standing in front of him, young and old, began to bleed from all their orifices and screamed as they fell to the ground. The walls around him were full of cracks, and the ground crackled like a spider web.

Ji Yang looked at this scene in amazement, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Is this above the level of transformation?"

The martial arts information he learned in Ningguo Mansion only recorded the transformation of strength. But now this man's strength is so amazing just by his momentum, and the transformation of strength will never be so strong.

Just as Ji Yang was lost in thought, a man came running from a distance. He did not dare to approach, so he could only shout from a distance: "Boss, Quan Guanqing has escaped."

"Where can he run to?" The sturdy man laughed, his voice sad. He stepped on the ground with his right foot, and with a crack, the ground shattered and he soared into the sky: "Pass on the order of my leader, and all the people in the city bear witness. From today on, the Beggars' Sect no longer exists."

"Run! I want to see how he can run on the ground and escape from me flying in the sky."

"I want to see how many other people are involved in this matter."

……

Ji Yang looked at the black dot in the sky and couldn't help but secretly smack his lips. He walked out with the child and hit an old beggar on the cheek with his scabbard: "Hey, what's the name of your gang leader?"

The white-haired old beggar smiled bitterly and said weakly: "How can there be any leader? We have sinned deeply."

"Then why aren't you dead yet?"

"I... Young Master is right, I am Bai Shijing..."

puff!

Ji Yang heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the guy he had stepped on to death, and muttered, "This name doesn't sound right, white wet rice green..."

"You, you, you." An old man next to him pointed at Ji Yang, and Ji Yang was speechless: "Scholar Ji Yang, meet this gentleman."

"You scholar, why do you kill people recklessly?"

"Sir, you are wrong. I am the most helpful person. Although he did not finish his words, I know he must be seeking death, so I will naturally help him."

"you you you……"

"Is the sir also guilty of a serious crime?"

The other party shut up and looked at Ji Yang in horror.

Ji Yang was disappointed: "It seems that you have agreed."

"what?"

"Well, it seems I guessed right."

"Do not……"

"Don't want to commit suicide? I understand, I understand. There is great terror between life and death. I'll help you."

puff!

Ji Yang raised his foot and stepped on the other person's head, which exploded like a rotten watermelon. Ji Yang did not mind the other person's dirtiness. As he walked, the hem of his white skirt was hung with red and white stripes, and he came to the next person.

The man raised his hand and clapped it on his forehead.

Ji Yang was speechless and was about to speed up when the others trembled collectively, and with a "pu" sound from their chests, they vomited blood and died, staring at the sky as if they died with their eyes open.

"They actually cut off their own heart meridians." Ji Yang looked back with regret: "Remember, in the future, when you kill... eliminate evil, don't waste words, don't learn from me. Otherwise, they wouldn't have committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

The little girl muttered, "They are all dead, there is no difference, right?"

Ji Yang's face was full of righteousness: "It's different. If they were killed by me, they deserved to die. If they committed suicide, it was out of fear of punishment. We must make all the bad guys receive the punishment they deserve."

After saying that, he pulled a group of children and continued walking forward.

The people made way in fear. Ji Yang nodded, with a kind face: "I am a scholar, my name is Ji Yang, I love to dig out other people's hearts and livers, pour ink on them and stir them..."

Everyone lowered their heads, their bodies trembling.

Ji Yang stopped and looked back, his face serious: "I'm not crazy, I just..."

He didn’t know how to explain: “Forget it.”

(End of this chapter)