My Skills Have Special Effects

When I went out at night, I saw more monsters and ghosts in the city.

Women's wails, children's cries, scoldings and beatings...

Lin Yan even encountered a unicycle similar to his on a narrow road.

However, the other party was unscrupulous. Lying in the car were the bodies of two naked women with blue faces and thin bodies. The person pushing the cart smiled knowingly at him...

Lin Yan was extremely vigilant and finally pushed the car to the Tongji Canal crossing the city.

There was no one around and the moonlight was dim. He moved several heavy stones and opened the sack, revealing two naked corpses inside.

The body was then tied to heavy stones and pushed directly down the turbulent Tongji Canal.

Then there was a large bag of blood-stained clothes tied into a package, with heavy stones placed in the middle. After the bodies were washed away, they were thrown into the Tongji Canal.

The moonlight shines everywhere, and the waves in Tongji Canal are sparkling and surging up and down.

Seeing the corpses and clothes all washed away and submerged without a trace, the boulder in his heart slowly dropped.

Immediately afterwards, a violent surge surged from the stomach to the throat, the feeling of strangling someone with one's own hands, the brains flying when the head was smashed, the white and pale corpse...

"vomit……"

He didn't regain his breath until he vomited everything in his stomach.

Push the cart back.

Looking back on this afternoon, except for the thrilling scene after entering the door, what happened next was pretty much what he expected.

Hu Biao and the others were cautious enough and only ate the dishes he had eaten before, but they never expected that Lin Yan was not afraid of poison at all and only chose dishes with red parasol.

So not long after, Hu and Biao suffered from severe abdominal pain, fell into hallucinations, and lost resistance. He knocked them to the ground with a wooden stick that he had prepared long ago and strangled them to death with a rope.

They smashed their faces with stones and took off their clothes. On the one hand, they destroyed the corpses and wiped out traces. On the other hand, they touched the corpses and searched for trophies.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan lowered his head and looked at his chest.

Only seventy or eighty coins were found on Hu Biao's companions, but more than five taels of silver were found on Hu Biao's body, as well as a green porcelain bottle with the words "Cui Feng San" on it.

Five taels of silver was a huge sum of money, completely beyond his expectations. It was as if he had carried all his wealth with him.

There was also Cuifeng Powder, which Lin Yan happened to recognize. It was a kind of poison, and it was an unexpected surprise.

After he got [Swallowing·Poison], he went to some drug stores to inquire about some common poisons. Cuifeng Powder was one of them. It was said that it could cause stroke and paralysis.

Lin Yan relied on his lack of fear of poison and took a small sip. As expected, his energy and blood surged. This whole bottle of Cuifeng Powder was at least as effective as forty or fifty poisonous mushrooms!

It was indeed a gold belt for murder and arson. Not only the money was replenished, but the poisonous mushrooms that were lost were also replenished.

But the string in his heart did not dare to relax. Instead, it became even tighter. He didn't know whether the death of the two people would provoke people from the Black Tiger Gang.

The situation was urgent at that time, and he was worried that Hu and Biao's call for help would be in vain, so he acted decisively.

Now that I think about it, maybe I should leave one person behind and ask them carefully about the situation of the Black Tiger Gang behind them.

I pushed the cart carefully all the way and finally returned to the alley safely.

"Dong dong dong."

He knocked on Uncle Wang's door.

There was rustling movement behind the door, but the door didn't open.

"Uncle Wang, I know you are behind the door. If you don't return the cart today, you will have to return it tomorrow."

After waiting for a while, the door tremblingly opened, and Uncle Wang revealed half of his face: "You, what do you want?"

"Uncle Wang, don't be nervous. I just have something I want to ask you about."

——**——

Half an hour later, Lin Yan went out.

Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang bullied the weak and feared the strong. When he intentionally or unintentionally showed the blood stains left on the cart, and threatened them both softly and hard, they were frightened enough, and they should not talk nonsense for the time being.

Lin Yan thought about silencing him, but Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang were not alone and had many relatives. In addition, the number of poisonous mushrooms is not enough, and he is not a professional killer. He is not completely sure, and he does not want to take risks.

From Aunt Wang, Lin Yan found out that Hu Biao also had a father, but he was a bad gambler and had a bad relationship with Hu Biao, and rarely cared about his life or death.

That's why Hu Biao carried so much money with him, probably because he was afraid of being swindled by his father.

Hu Biao is often not at home, so he will not find out that Hu Biao is dead in a short period of time.

The most troublesome thing is the Black Tiger Gang.

These gangs live in rat alleys and snake lanes. They are vicious and vicious, seeking retribution and looking for trouble even when nothing happens.

Once entangled, it is like a dog-skin plaster. Lin Yan himself has seen countless tragedies in which gangs have caused families to be destroyed.

Although the Black Tiger Gang will not know that something happened to Hu Biao for a while, and they may not really stand up for Hu Biao, they are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Xiaozhi is too fragile. He can't take any chances. This place is no longer safe and he has to find a new place to live quickly.

I was worried for two days in a row, but luckily the weather was calm.

"Are you asking for leave again tomorrow? Didn't you just ask for leave last time?"

"Uncle Chen, I do have something urgent."

"Xiao Lin, you are not the one who does the accounting. If everyone is like you, wouldn't Mihang's affairs be in chaos?"

Lin Yan remained silent.

Lao Chen looked disappointed and sarcastic: "I don't know how many people want to do this job, but they still can't do it. Xiao Lin, you must not be dissatisfied. Don't take your boss's regard for your ability as your own ability!"

Lin Yan was unmoved. Lao Chen's speaking skills were far worse than those workplace PUAs in his previous life where capitalists had a big pie and dreams.

He knows himself well, and with his ability to settle accounts, it's no problem to barely make ends meet.

Early the next morning, Xiaozhi was sent to Mu Qing's study as usual, and Lin Yan rushed to Chengguangfang again.

"What are you doing here so early? Master Kui usually arrives after noon!"

Helpless, Lin Yan could only wait for the time being.

Chengguangfang is Shangfang, with blue brick paving, red walls and green tiles. The environment is extremely clean. There are not even a single vendor on the roadside. There are even police patrols along the way, which Lin Yan has rarely seen before.

It's just that Lin Yan had no place to stand, so he stood in front of Mingyu Tower and was chased away by the servants of Mingyu Tower. He wanted to go to a teahouse, but the cheapest pot of spring tea cost tens of pennies.

Finally, he was so hungry that he reluctantly spent ten coins in a restaurant to buy a pancake and wolfed it down.

The price is more than double that of Zhongfang.

Finally, in the afternoon, Lin Yan couldn't wait to come to Mingyu Tower again.

"Brother, please inform me."

Lin Yan took out ten copper coins and handed them to the boy.

The boy took the copper without raising his eyelids: "Tell me, what do you want from Mr. Kui?"

Lin Yan took out the wooden coin with Li Muqing written on it: "Just say that I was entrusted by Mr. Li Muqing to ask Mr. Kui for help."

When the boy saw that the piece of wood was exquisite and not ordinary, he couldn't help but look more serious, and said cautiously: "You wait for a while, I will ask."

After that, he quickly walked in.

Not long after, the boy ran out, bowed slightly, and smiled warmly: "Sir, please come in quickly! Mr. Kui wants to see you."

Lin Yan hurriedly followed, and as soon as he entered the door, the rich fragrance of powder filled his nostrils and attracted people's attention.

The boy led him in from the left passage. There were faint sounds of birds and birds from time to time along the way. Finally, he entered the back room and entered an open backyard.

This is a martial arts training ground with a bluestone paved floor. In the center of the field, there is a tall and thin man wearing a slim black short shirt, about thirty or forty years old, who is confronting five other people in similar clothing.

The five people were tall, short, fat, and thin, and their expressions were cautious and fearful, while the one in the middle who was besieged had a face full of indifference and lack of interest.

Lin Yan followed the boy and stood still, and the five people immediately moved, with their fists and feet opening and closing, and they greeted the man in the middle with all his body.

Lin Yan could hear clearly that these people were punching and kicking like bowstrings, making bursts of crisp sound, which was absolutely powerful.

However, the man in the middle didn't even raise his eyelids. He suddenly changed from extremely still to extremely active. He moved his fists, elbows, legs, and knees...

The movement was so fast that Lin Yan couldn't see clearly, and in a few strokes, all five people were knocked to the ground.

"The steps are sloppy and the energy and blood are exhausted. What a bunch of trash! With a knife on your head and fists like yours, you are simply not worthy of being called a warrior in the realm of strength!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a cute and charming laughter.

Lin Yan looked up and saw that the rows of windows on the roofs on the side of the square were all open. Several beautiful flower girls with gauze scarves and cool clothes were half leaning on the window sill, smiling so brightly.

"You heard what Mr. Kui said, you are exhausted of energy and blood, you can't do it!"

"Keke, Mr. Kui is still strong. The slave family has been coveting you for a long time!"

"Yes, yes, Master Kui, the slave sisters are all waiting for you!"

"Bah, you little slut, with your stature, how can Master Kui like you?"

"..."

There are endless whispers, accompanied by large expanses of snow-white skin swaying and shining, which is extremely seductive.

"Hey, a bunch of little prodigal hoofs..."

The tall, thin man in black shirt was Kuishan. He cursed in a low voice and hurriedly walked towards Lin Yan.

Lin Yan gathered his thoughts and bowed respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Kui!"

"This is not the place to talk, come with me!"

Lin Yan followed him and walked all the way to a small hut. Only then did Kuishan let out a sigh of relief.

Then he looked Lin Yan up and down and said, "Young man has good concentration."

He was referring to the fact that Lin Yan's expression didn't change much when he saw a large group of gorgeous and provocative women just now.

In particular, Lin Yan was dressed in plain and simple clothes. He was obviously from an ordinary background. If he could keep his true feelings, it would be even more extraordinary.

"Master Kui is so complimentary."

Lin Yan respectfully replied that this small scene could only be considered a drizzle, and in his previous life it would not even reach the threshold for deletion.

He took out the wooden pieces and handed them to Kuishan respectfully.

Kuishan took Mu Mei and said, "Mr. Mu Qing, how is his health now?"

"Mr. Li has a strong body and teaches at Mu Qing Academy every day."

Kuishan showed a trace of nostalgia: "Mr. Li is my benefactor. His martial arts skills back then helped me a lot... Tell me, what can I do for you?"

Lin Yan did not dare to neglect and quickly told Kui Shanyi his request.

"Practice martial arts?"

Kuishan looked at Lin Yan up and down: "Where do you live?"

"Zhu Baifang."

"Is there such a workshop?"

"Master Kui, this is Xiafang."

"Xiafang?"

Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does your family do?"

Lin Yan said helplessly: "My parents died young and now I work as a bookkeeper in a rice shop."

Kuishan said speechlessly: "Then your parents must have left you a lot of wealth?"

"No."

"Then you still want to practice martial arts? Didn't Mr. Li tell you?"

"Mr. Li naturally gave me some advice, but I still want to give it a try. Mr. Li allowed me two months."

"In other words, Mr. Li doesn't support you in practicing martial arts?"

Lin Yan couldn't hide anything, he could only tell the truth.

Kuishan saw the determination in Lin Yan's eyes and shook his head slightly.

Young people, just don't listen to the old man's words and won't give up until they reach the Yellow River. They have to suffer a big loss to learn the lesson.

But this Lin Yan can get Mu Mei, and he is obviously someone that Mr. Li values ​​​​.

Thinking of Mr. Li's kindness to him, Kuishan felt that Lin Yan could not be allowed to go astray like this.

He immediately stood up and said, "Come with me!"