The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 33: Hegemony Begins From Here

"Come on, if you punch or kick him, you'll get a hundred taels of silver. If you chop him with a knife, you'll get a thousand taels of silver."

"Whoever kills Shen Yuanliang will own the Wang family after I die."

Master Wang, who was hiding behind the crowd, stared at the enemy who killed his son in front of him. His sinister eyes were filled with hatred, and even all the water in the three rivers and five lakes could not extinguish the anger in his heart.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Stimulated by the silver, all the servants and guards from Wangjiawu Fort rushed forward with their eyes reddened and emitting a chilling cold light.

"Pfft!"

Faced with the hundreds of servants and guards rushing over, Shen Yuanliang asked Shitou and Shouhou to step back and rushed into the crowd alone. The skilled Qi family swordsmanship was very powerful in his hands.

The sound of weapons clashing and wailing were endless. Tears of blood dyed the snow on the ground red. Broken limbs and arms flew in front of everyone's eyes. Round heads rolled all over the ground.

The cruel scene before them instantly woke up the howling servants and guards. A sense of fear surged in their hearts, and terror occupied their hearts again. They looked at each other and retreated one after another.

Money is important, but your life is more important. The most painful thing in life is to die before you have spent all your money.

Thinking of their beautiful wives and concubines at home, and the money they had extorted from them on a daily basis, they no longer had the slightest desire to fight and only hoped that the evil star in front of them would go away quickly.

"Stand down, this is the grudge between me and the Wang family."

"You don't want your wives and concubines to become someone else's after you die, spending your money, living in your house, and beating your children."

The spotless Shen Yuanliang, holding a bloody sword in his hand, approached the Wangjiawu Fort step by step, and at the same time spoke rudely. His venomous words lingered in their hearts like a spell, and could not be dispelled for a long time.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

Faced with the unstoppable Shen Yuanliang, the recruited servants and guards dropped their weapons tacitly and retreated to the side in panic. Only Wang Chengbin guarded in front of Master Wang.

Shen Yuanliang had killed two groups of Wang family's servants and guards, and they had been fighting with Huya Mountain for half a month. The elite men had long been lost, and the remaining servants and guards had limited loyalty to the Wang family.

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash."

"Master, I have raised you for so many years in vain. Even if I raise a dog, it will be better than you."

They originally wanted to kill Shen Yuanliang with their numbers, but they didn't expect that they would be frightened by just a few words from Shen Yuanliang. The situation reversed, and Mr. Wang felt sad.

His son's enemy is right in front of him, but he is powerless to do anything. Even the family business of several generations of the Wang family will fall into Shen Yuanliang's hands. Mr. Wang sighed helplessly.

"Those who kill will always be killed!"

"Your Wang family has done so many bad things that it is hard to list them all, yet you have enjoyed so much happiness for so many years. It is time for you to go to hell and pay your debts."

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang picked up the sword in his hand and threw it forward. The huge force made the three-foot-long sword like thunder, cutting through the sky and piercing Wang Shan's chest.

"Uh! Master, why is this?"

Wang Chengbin, whose face was covered with scars, was spitting blood. His eyes revealed a look of astonishment, which gradually dimmed. Only a sharp knife pierced through his chest.

Just now, facing the dagger thrown by Shen Yuanliang, Mr. Wang grabbed Wang Chengbin without thinking and used his body as a shield.

"Master, I don't want to die either!"

"As the saying goes, one life for another. I saved you and taught you martial arts. Now is the time for you to repay me."

After a brief explanation, Mr. Wang pushed Wang Chengbin in front of him away and wanted to escape into the fort immediately, using the high walls and trenches to avoid Shen Yuanliang's pursuit.

"Puff!" After walking a few steps forward, Master Wang staggered and fell to the ground. A large amount of blood spurted out like a fountain and could not be stopped.

In the cold snow, Master Wang tremblingly stretched out his left hand to touch his cold chest. When he took it back, he saw that his left hand was covered in blood and was warm.

It turned out that the knife thrown by Shen Yuanliang not only pierced through Wang Chengbin's chest, but the powerful force also penetrated Master Wang's chest.

The three-foot sword, which still had some force left, penetrated the solid bluestone like cutting tofu until it was completely inserted, leaving only the handle outside.

"Why bother if you can just go to die honestly?"

Stepping on the crunching snow, Shen Yuanliang called Shitou and Shouhou, and went straight to the place where Master Wang fell, and said expressionlessly.

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"I am a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple will not let you go. You will live in fear all your life and die in fear in the end."

At the last moment of his life, Mr. Wang, who was regaining consciousness, stretched out his bloody left hand and pointed at Shen Yuanliang, using his last bit of strength to utter the most vicious curse.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Wang smiled, as if he had seen some beautiful scene. His eyes were wide open, and he lost his breath of life in the wind and snow.

[Ding! You killed the Wang family's eighth-rank guard and intercepted a portion of the red luck.]

[Ding! You killed the Shaolin Temple lay disciple, the local tyrant within a hundred miles, and the head of the Wang family, Wang Shan. You have taken a portion of the yellow luck.]

"Come here, all of you."

Glancing at the servants and guards squatting not far away, Shen Yuanliang pulled out an increasingly sharp sword from the city wall and said with narrowed eyes.

"Sir, what do you want me to do for you?"

The remaining seventy or eighty servants and guards stood like quails, with their necks shrunk, more than ten feet away from Shen Yuanliang, their eyes full of fear.

In Wangjiawubao, Master Wang is a great man who is unattainable in the eyes of everyone. No one can stop him with his powerful stone-breaking hand. He has broken countless people's shoulder blades, chests and necks.

However, such a powerful figure was vulnerable to Shen Yuanliang and couldn't even take a single blow. He lost his life in vain. How could these people not be afraid?
These servants and guards just want to make a living and have a foothold in this chaotic world.

"The Wang family has committed many evil deeds, which have angered both humans and gods. You are accomplices."

"Now that Master Wang and Wang Zhenzu have been dealt with by me, what should you do?"

After a moment's silence, Shen Yuanliang looked around, playing with the knife in his hand, staring slowly at the group of cowardly servants and guards in front of him, and spoke with narrowed eyes.

"A bunch of lackeys of the Wang family!"

"Brother Liang, do you want to kill them all?"

After looking at Shen Yuanliang, the skinny monkey blinked, smiled silently, then pointed to his neck with his hand and spoke in a deliberately ferocious tone.

"Please spare us, we are just trying to make a living, we haven't done anything bad!"

"I have elderly parents and young children to take care of at home. I will do anything if you will let me go."

"My dear hero, Brother Liang, we are all from the same village, please let us go. From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west; if you tell me to go west, I will never go east."

Suddenly hearing the skinny monkey's almost indifferent words, the frightened servants and guards could no longer calm down. They knelt on the ground with a plop, tears streaming down their faces.

(End of this chapter)