Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Inside a spacious hall, a man dressed in red sat at the head of the table. He appeared fair and clean, looking more like a refined young gentleman than the leader of a local gang.

However, his right hand was large and thick, covered with black bristles as sharp as steel needles, giving off a strong sense of oppression.

Below him were several of the gang's elite members, acting as escorts and drinking companions.

Apart from an elderly scribe holding a pen, the rest also had incredibly thick right hands, like bear paws.

"The gang leader is in there," the gang member leading the way told Duan Yun.

"Thank you."

As he spoke, Duan Yun put on his mask.

The gang member leading the way looked surprised, thinking, "Is the gang leader's illness that serious? Even the doctor has to wear a mask. Is it contagious?"

Thinking this, he quickly slipped away.

In fact, Duan Yun had already disguised himself before coming, and now with the mask on and the sky darkening, it was even harder to discern his identity.

Xuan Xiong Gang Leader Yue Langlang was drinking and discussing gang matters with several high-level members.

The reason Yue Langlang had reached his current position was not only because his Xuan Xiong Palm technique had reached the Transformation Realm, but also because he liked to reflect.

He reflected on whether his gang members were working hard enough, whether they were collecting enough money, and if not, how to make up for it.

Just then, a young man suddenly walked in, wearing a gray cloth mask with a crescent moon drawn on it, making it look like an eerie smile.

"Are you the Xuan Xiong Gang Leader?" the newcomer asked.

Yue Langlang was a little dazed and said, "Who are you?"

Without another word, Duan Yun raised his hand, formed a finger sword, and thrust!

With a whoosh, a silver-white sword energy shot out from his fingertip, directly piercing through Yue Langlang's stomach four zhang away.

Yue Langlang looked down at the bloody hole in his abdomen, his wine cup fell to the ground, and only then did he let out a miserable scream.

In fact, he had been on guard, but he didn't expect the newcomer to be able to penetrate him from so far away.

As the Xuan Xiong Gang Leader, Yue Langlang had been living wildly in this small Linshui City for so many years, and had even developed a skill in catching hidden weapons barehanded.

But this, he really couldn't catch.

Too fast!

And it couldn't even be considered a hidden weapon.

Who uses white light shot from their fingers to kill people!

Several gang members were drunk, but the gang leader's scream immediately woke them up.

Yue Langlang struggled, clutching his wound, and said in horror, "I don't know you, why do you want to kill me?"

"Your protection fees are unreasonably high."

"What???"

Yue Langlang even wondered if he had a problem with his ears.

With a whoosh, another Jade Sword Finger shot out.

Yue Langlang dodged violently, and the sword energy that should have hit his chest hit his shoulder, spraying a string of blood.

"Ah!"

Yue Langlang roared, the black bristles on his right bear paw stood up like steel needles, and then he slammed his palm down.

However, during the downward smash, he was struck in the stomach by another sword energy.

In Duan Yun's eyes, the skill's pre-motion was too long.

With a bang, the bear paw slammed down.

The table and the ground shattered, and fragments of wood and gravel shot out like a storm.

With a buzz, Duan Yun drew out a kitchen knife from his medicine kit and swept it out.

Water Moon Sword Energy, like a crescent moon, tore through the incoming rubble and wood fragments, slashing towards Yue Langlang, who was trying to escape through the window.

Yue Langlang was lunging towards the window, wanting to break through it, but at this moment, he only felt a silver-white sword energy, like a crescent moon, coming towards him, and quickly raised his hand to block it.

With a snap, his arm was cut open with a deep gash, even the bone was severed, and his lunging body changed direction as a result, crashing heavily into the wall and falling to the ground.

At this moment, Duan Yun didn't even turn his head, and shot out two fingers behind him.

The two rushing "bear cubs" immediately covered their necks, kneeling on the ground.

The several Xuan Xiong Gang elites behind them saw this scene, and the violent emotions in their eyes quickly dissipated, and they retreated in fear.

"Ah!"

Yue Langlang struggled to stand up, but another sword finger hit his waist.

"Why?" he couldn't help but ask again.

"I told you, your protection fees are unreasonably high," Duan Yun repeated.

With a whoosh, blood splattered.

This time, it was his throat.

Yue Langlang, dressed in red, didn't understand why he was killed until his death.

Just because the protection fee was unreasonable?

Where was the protection fee unreasonable!

The remaining gang members in the room were already scared out of their wits. Those near the door wanted to escape, but they only heard a bang, and the door frame was shattered by a Jade Finger Sword Energy, sending splinters flying.

Everyone was so scared that they lay on the ground, holding their heads, not daring to move.

"Hero, spare me!"

"Good man, spare me!"

"H-Hero, spare me, ah!"

This scene reminded Duan Yun of a police and gangster movie scene.

The Xuan Xiong Gang's strength is too low.

These kinds of people dare to kill people at will and collect such high protection fees?

Duan Yun pinched his sword fingers, sat down, and said, "It is said that the more you practice your kung fu, the harder it is to control your temper."

"No! No!"

A Xuan Xiong Gang elite denied.

With a whoosh, his voice stopped abruptly because his brow had been pierced by sword energy.

"Lying," Duan Yun said lightly.

"That's right, that's right!" The remaining people quickly told the truth.

As a result, there was another muffled sound, and one of the elites covered his pierced neck, his eyes wide open, and fell to the ground dead.

"Since it can't be changed, then there's no need to live," Duan Yun said again.

"Bastard, I'll fight you!"

A "bear cub" who usually bullied and killed others couldn't bear it and roared as he charged towards Duan Yun.

His eyes were bloodshot, like a madman, showing a majestic momentum.

A sword energy directly pierced through his throat.

He covered his neck, looking at Duan Yun with a painful and ferocious expression.

He was so hateful!

He was always the one who beat and killed others, arbitrarily bullying others, and others didn't even dare to fart. One who farted after being beaten was beaten to death by him.

But now!

He was so hateful!

The man covered his neck and died in intense hatred and suffocation.

Dying with eyes wide open.

Duan Yun looked at the next one, who was also the last person in the room.

"Ah!"

A violent scream rang out, and the Xuan Xiong Gang veteran chopped off his right hand with a knife, saying in pain, "This way, this way the kung fu will be scattered, and I won't lose my temper!"

"Really!"

Duan Yun lowered his raised finger.

He had noticed just now that the scribe's palm was the thinnest here, and he probably hadn't practiced his kung fu enough.

Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Okay, you tell me, is your Xuan Xiong Gang's protection fee reasonable or unreasonable?"

"Unreasonable, unreasonable!"

"If it's unreasonable, why collect it?"

"It's the gang leader, the gang leader who made us collect it! And the county magistrate! I didn't want to! I was also kidnapped by them!"

"I used to be a scholar, there's no way around it."

The veteran said with a trembling voice, his body shaking from the intense pain.

"Also the county magistrate? Evidence," Duan Yun asked suspiciously.

"G-Great hero. I'm the accountant, the protection fee has always been split three to seven, the county magistrate takes seventy percent."

"Really? Take me to see the account books," Duan Yun said.

"Gang leader! Gang leader! His grandma's, Chen Lao Er and the others were killed by some dog! There are several holes in their bodies!"

A burly man rushed in with two others, instantly freezing in place.

The three saw the gang leader, but the gang leader had already died with his eyes wide open, and the holes in his body were not much fewer than Chen Lao Er's.

The newcomer looked at the corpses in the room, then looked at the accountant with the severed hand and the masked Duan Yun, and said tremblingly, "Did I come at the wrong time?"

"No, you came at the right time."

As soon as Duan Yun finished speaking, the newcomer's head was pierced by sword energy.

Duan Yun recognized this person, it was the "What are you looking at!" who ate noodles during the day.

Fate, wonderful and unspeakable.