I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Xiafeng Town.

The lights in some people's homes were turned on and they were whispering.

It wasn't that the people couldn't hear the screams outside, but when they were about to get up, they remembered what Mr. Chu told them.

As early as a month ago, Mr. Chu had popularized to them what anti-bandit drills were.

That is, the patrol room will have people pretend to be vicious gangsters or bandits who rob houses and sneak into the town. Then Mr. Chu will lead some detectives to subdue these people.

The purpose of the drill is not to cause injuries to the common people, and if the common people want not to be injured, just stay in the room and don't come out when they hear the noise.

Although some people feel that there is something wrong with staying in the room and not coming out, Mr. Chu currently has the highest status in Xiafeng Town.

Master Chu can do whatever he says. If anyone dares not to listen to Master Chu, the women in the town will kill him with just one sentence.

"Don't tell me, the person Mr. Chu called for screamed quite seriously. The scream was as if he was really beaten."

"Look at how fast these footsteps are running. It seems like if you run slower, you will die."

…

The smell of blood began to spread in the town, and Chu Ning only had two arrows left in his quiver.

Within half an hour, all the gang members who had not escaped from Xiafeng Town fell to the ground. Seeing these people wailing in pain, Chu Ning couldn't bear to help them end their pain.

These people are all elite gang members of Feihumen and Blood Knife Hall, and being an elite gang member means that they do a lot of harmful things.

If you want to join a gang, you must not only be strong in force, but also do bad things. The more you do, the higher you climb.

Killing these people, Chu Ning has no psychological burden.

"There are so many corpses. I'm afraid the boiler won't be able to burn them this time. They'll all be taken deep into the mountains and cremated. How can I be so kind-hearted?"

Chu Ning knelt down to touch the corpse, but the next moment he suddenly pulled out the arrow from the quiver with his right hand, then pulled the bow and shot!

high speed!

It is completed within two breaths.

call out!

The arrow shot towards the dark area ahead.

"I didn't expect that Xiafeng Town actually hides an eighth-grade martial artist and a master of archery. It seems that this is the real reason why Huang Zhongtai dared to place his wife and children in Xiafeng Town."

In the darkness, a middle-aged man with a thin figure but piercing eyes slowly walked out.

"Chun Ning, the policeman from Xiafeng Town, entered the school three years ago and is now an eighth-level martial artist. He is considered a genius."

Chu Ning was not surprised that the other party could clearly tell her information. These people must have investigated him in advance.

"With your conditions, you can become an eighth-level martial artist, which is considered a martial arts genius. Now that you have abandoned the dark side and chosen to be loyal to Young Master Huang, I can guarantee that you will be put into great use by the Young Master."

"Master Huang? Aren't I just serving Uncle Huang? Then we are a family." Chu Ning said with a smile.

"It's meaningless to say these smart words." Zheng Yuheng sighed: "It's not easy to bring out a martial arts prodigy from a poor family. Since you are unwilling to abandon the dark and turn to the light, I can only let the genius die young."

"I respect seniors. Since seniors don't want to leave, I can only bury them."

Chu Ning has never lost when it comes to talking, although he rarely talks in several battles.

But he now found that talking before a fight was still effective, at least now he could feel his adrenaline soaring.

This is called the mouth deceiving one's brain.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Zheng Yuheng raised his cuffs, and two scimitars over a foot long appeared in his hands.

Step on, bully yourself...

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yuheng arrived in front of Chu Ning. The scimitar in his right hand was slashed horizontally towards Chu Ning's throat. Chu Ning tilted his head back, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and made a powerful vertical chop, and the blade collided with the opponent's scimitar.

Zheng Yuheng was not knocked back by Chu Ning's powerful sword swing. The moment the long sword collided with the scimitar, the blade turned and took away most of Chu Ning's strength. At the same time, he flipped his left wrist and the scimitar in his left hand turned into a stab. , stabbing Chu Ning in the chest.

Every move is a murderous move.

The power of the knife in Chu Ning's hand was not exhausted. It was too late to raise the knife to resist at this moment. At the critical moment, Chu Ning did not stop the opponent's scimitar from stabbing his chest. He directly used the knife with his right hand and slashed at the opponent's right arm.

Seeing Chu Ning's brazen attack, Zheng Yuheng had a hint of doubt in his eyes. Would he rather have his chest pierced than attack his right arm?

Is this person mentally ill?

Or are there other masters in Xiafeng Town, and this Chu Ning chose to die in exchange for his own injury?

These thoughts flashed through Zheng Yuheng's mind like lightning.

In the end he chose to continue.

Although Chu Ning is very strong, as long as he releases his strength properly, his right hand will not be seriously injured.

And if Chu Ning is stabbed in the chest, Chu Ning will definitely die.

Zheng Yuheng's clothes were pierced by the scimitar in his left hand. There was a cruel look in his eyes, but the next moment his pupils shrank sharply. The tip of his knife seemed to have pierced a hard object and could not make any further progress.

Sensing something was wrong, Zheng Yuheng reacted quickly and retreated back in an instant, but the knife in Chu Ning's right hand had already been struck, and the pain from the huge force made Zheng Yuheng's pupils dilate again.

This power...

Even though his secret energy was concentrated on his right arm, he still couldn't block it.

The terrifying strength directly caused his arms to twist, and the sound of bones breaking was very clear.

Can an eighth-grade martial artist have such great power?

"What kind of martial art are you practicing?"

Zheng Yuheng took a few steps back, his right arm drooped, and he endured the pain and looked at Chu Ning.

"After practicing the method of will and mind, your whole body will be as strong as steel, and you will be invulnerable."

"Will and mind?"

The next moment, Zheng Yuheng realized that Chu Ning was talking nonsense to him, because he saw the armor exposed on Chu Ning's chest where the clothes were torn.

"You brought armor?"

There was a hint of disbelief in Zheng Yuheng's eyes. An eighth-level martial artist wearing armor?

You must know that the cost of truly useful armor is astonishing. The materials cost hundreds of taels, and the forging fee exceeds a thousand taels.

However, if ordinary iron plates are worn on the body, they will not have any protective effect at all. Instead, they will directly damage the internal organs due to the force of the shock.

As an eighth-level martial artist, he turned to Mr. Huang because the cost of personal martial arts training was too high. If he wanted to reach the seventh level, he would need a lot of money to purchase martial arts training resources.

But even if he took refuge with Mr. Huang, he still had enough money, and it was impossible for him to buy himself some extravagant armor.

There is a generally accepted saying in the martial arts circle that warriors who work hard to climb up are poor, and warriors who do not strive for progress will live a comfortable life.

I haven't given up even though I'm nearly forty years old. If Chu Ning is less than twenty, shouldn't he spend money on improving his martial arts strength? Why should he build armor?

Isn’t this a matter of discarding the basics and chasing the last?

Chu Ning didn't know what the other person was thinking at the moment. He was glad that he had gotten this armor, otherwise he would have been injured by the opponent's move just now.

At present, it seems that his biggest shortcoming is martial arts.

After all, boxers cannot beat those with weapons. It is a bit too naive to think that I can break through to the sixth level general in one go. With the energy protection, I don't have to worry about the opponent's weapons.

However, now is not the time for reflection.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Chu Ning picked up the long knife, stepped forward with ape-like steps, turned the Bull Demon Fist into a sword technique, and slashed out.

"Punch through the ears with both fists!"

"Hold the sky on your back!"

While making moves, he shouted the moves of Niu Mo Fist.

One knife after another.

Zheng Yuheng was a little depressed. He saw that Chu Ning's sword technique evolved from Niu Moquan, which was simply turning his fist into a knife.

He is also familiar with the Bull Demon Fist.

In the entire Liang Dynasty, except for the powerful children of the Eight Great Families, almost all other martial artists were trained in Niu Mo Fist, which is considered the most popular boxing method.

But it's precisely because I'm familiar with him that I feel depressed.

Obviously, the "back to the sky" move involves stepping forward with the right leg, stretching out the right arm, then exerting force on the back, and punching quickly with the left hand.

Just let your boxing skills turn into sword skills. You are shouting "back to the sky", what the hell is your big sword slashing from top to bottom?

This familiarity with the moves made him subconsciously take precautions in a certain direction, but it felt bad for Zheng Yuheng to feel that he had failed.

It would be okay if his right arm was not injured. The injury to his right arm turned his double sword into a single sword, and the power was reduced by half. When he encountered such an unreasonable Chu Ning, he really felt more and more frustrated.

Suddenly, Chu Ning took a step back, and Zheng Yuheng was stunned.

"I have clearly tested your strength. Three swords cannot kill you. I, Chu Ning, will commit suicide here."

Seeing Chu Ning's serious expression and words, Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily.

Defeat yourself in three moves?

He is only slightly at a disadvantage now.

"I want to see what you can do to defeat me in three moves!"

Chu Ning takes out the sword!

This knife is faster than before.

"Even if we go head-to-head, you can't kill me. I want to see how you kill yourself!"

Zheng Yuheng was also irritated. This time he no longer dodge, but chose to confront the opponent head-on, wielding the knife with his left hand to meet him.

But he didn't notice that when Chu Ning took out the knife, the little finger of the knife hooked in the cuff.

Welcome Zheng Yuheng!

Chu Ning retreats?

Zheng Yuheng:......

Are you serious about taking half a step back?

Did you agree to kill me with three moves?

The next moment, the sour, pungent, and stinging taste hit my face.

Zheng Yuheng closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he reacted, he opened his eyes again. His pupils were filled with a cold light.

boom!

"I said I will kill you with three swords, and I will kill you with three swords."

Chu Ning put away the knife.

Zheng Yuheng covered his chest with his left hand, and his pupils were as wide as possible at this moment. Instead of shouting "despicable", he asked: "If...if you didn't kill me with three swords, what would you have done?"

"Then it's natural to follow up with three more blows. You can even ask such a stupid question."

Zheng Yuheng's pupils got a little bigger: "You...you don't follow martial ethics?"

"I am a young man."

Zheng Yuheng was confused, but it was a pity that Chu Ning had no intention of explaining it to him in detail.

After two breaths, Zheng Yuheng spurted a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. There was a self-deprecating smile on his face the moment he fell.

Yes, I am indeed stupid.

How can you believe your opponent's words?

After decades of martial arts training, I have trained on dogs.

He deserves to be killed.

After Zheng Yuheng fell, Chu Ning stepped forward and stabbed him two more times. After making sure that he had not faked his death, he started groping for his body while it was still hot.

After touching it, he looked disappointed.

This man is a poor man.

He only had more than a dozen taels of broken silver and a fifty-tael banknote on him. The smallest banknotes the two gang leaders had were both in one hundred-tael denomination.

In addition, there is also a book of swordsmanship.

Chu Ning flipped through it casually without looking at it carefully. He put it in his arms first, and then continued to guard outside the yard. As long as it was dark, he could not take it lightly.

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Qingzhou Prefecture.

The atmosphere in the Huang family was extremely solemn at the moment.