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Yang Silang wiped the blood off his hands, suppressing his discomfort.

He comforted himself.

Practice makes perfect, but I still haven't done enough.

If you're not used to it, then you're just not good at it, and you'll need to practice more in the future.

He comforted himself and moved on from the matter... Why think about the death of a villain, especially one who wanted to harm his family?

Yang Silang raised his arm to look at it. Just now, when this arm was exerting force, Gao Laodao had suddenly burst out with all his might, his ten fingers clenching and clawing wildly.

With a exertion, his arm immediately swelled up, the skin turning dark, as if plated with a layer of dark copper, with dozens of scratches and bloodstains on it.

Don't worry, this blood isn't his; it's Gao Laodao's.

Old Gao struggled desperately, but couldn't even break his skin.

In my mind, a light screen displays...

[Supernatural Power: Divine Strike, used 4 out of 5 times today.]

"As expected of a divine strike." Yang Silang's eyes gleamed.

"When used, the base stats increase by several times, and with the added burst damage, this guy simply can't break through the defense."

"Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

"Perhaps I can defeat it with my own strength."

"Old Gao Dao began to mistake himself for a copper-skinned martial artist."

"It seems that my strength in using supernatural powers is about the same as that of a martial artist. In a critical moment, I can fight a martial artist to the death with this move."

"This supernatural power is indeed very good and powerful!"

Yang Silang was very satisfied.

At this moment, a sudden weakness came from within, and the surging power receded from the body like a tide and disappeared.

Yang Silang's face turned pale, his body swayed, and he almost collapsed.

The feeling of wanting to vomit from feeling full has disappeared, replaced by extreme hunger.

It felt like I had a hungry wolf inside me.

Divine Strike is the only one among the great supernatural powers that leaves the user with a period of weakness similar to the taste of a cup of tea after use.

"No, I need to eat something quickly."

He touched the steamed bun in his pocket, then looked at the wine and dishes on the table in the room, and immediately went over.

There was also half a jar of wine, half a plate of peanuts, a few preserved eggs, and half a plate of chopped braised meat.

Yang Silang used his hands instead of chopsticks, opened his mouth, and swallowed the entire contents in a whirlwind.

There were also some leftovers, which were too fragmented, so he discarded them.

My body is still a little weak.

His gaze shifted to the canopy bed—he might as well take a nap!

Yang Silang stepped over Gao Laodao's corpse on the ground, lay down on the bed, pulled up the blanket, closed his eyes, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

It only takes the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

He opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them, and jumped out of bed, his previous weakness completely gone.

Before he left, Gao Laodao instructed me to take care of his family's wealth.

"I can't let him down!"

Yang Silang groped under the bed and found a hidden compartment. He pressed it hard, and a box fell down. Inside, there were two silver ingots and some broken silver pieces, totaling about thirty taels.

In addition, three pages of paper were found, handwritten, with extremely ugly and crooked handwriting. It was clear that three sword techniques were written, including the method of exerting force and the method of changing moves, which were the three simple moves of chopping, slicing and thrusting.

"This should be Gao Laodao's handwriting." Yang Silang remembered that Gao Laodao could read the words on the money notes, so his handwriting level should be about the same as his own.

"It's not exactly a complete set of martial arts techniques, but it's better than nothing."

He recalled that during the day yesterday, Zhu would occasionally use the carrying pole to perform a few brilliant moves, but apart from that, his punches were just wild and unpredictable.

As the group carried the drunken Master Zhu on the road, Wang Daniu asked him a question out of curiosity. Master Zhu replied that he didn't know either. He explained that he had watched his grandson practice shooting a lot and had only used it in a moment of panic, so he probably just happened to be blind.

He didn't think his basic sword techniques were bad.

It's better than nothing. And even if my swordsmanship is terrible, I can improve it myself, and that's it, isn't it?

Yang Silang put the harvest into his pocket and listened carefully; it was very quiet outside.

Old Gao was a scoundrel with a notorious reputation among the neighbors. Even if he made a fuss, no one dared to mess with him. He acted quickly and quietly, and since it was late at night and everyone was asleep, it seemed that he hadn't disturbed anyone.

Since there was plenty of time, Yang Silang simply searched the entire house thoroughly.

After committing so many evil deeds and then siding with a new master, this is all the money I have?

He searched the house thoroughly but found nothing. It seems that Old Gao is not good at saving money; money comes in quickly and goes out just as easily.

"devil!"

"If you don't become a thug, you have no money; if you do become a thug, you still have no money!"

"You've wasted your life, and you're full of bad intentions. Who else but you deserves to die?"

Yang Silang cursed a few times, searched the room again, took the small knife from under Gao Laodao's pillow, and finding nothing more to gain, he nimbly climbed over the wall and left.

The following afternoon.

Leg Hairy's henchman arrived on time to discuss business with Old Dao Gao, carrying the forged IOU in his arms, ready to go to Yang Silang's house to collect the debt.

But no matter how much he knocked on the door, there was no response from inside.

He sensed something was wrong and climbed over the wall.

Just a few breaths later, he screamed "Damn it!" and yelled that someone had killed him. He opened the door from the inside and crawled out in a panic, attracting the attention of many neighbors.

The village head was alarmed and hurriedly reported it to the authorities.

Because it was a heinous murder case, and the location happened to be in a "normal civilian" area, the Gongzhou Prefecture sent a constable.

This constable's surname was Gong. He hated evil as if it were his enemy, and was known as Gong Echou. He was also known for his competence.

He led a serious-looking young apprentice into the room to examine it carefully.

"My child, look at this victim. His neck was crushed by tremendous force, and the five-fingered handprint is clearly visible. He died of suffocation. What does that mean?"

The apprentice's words were concise and to the point.

"The killer was incredibly strong, managing to kill with one arm; his cultivation level must be at least that of a bronze-skinned martial artist."

Gong Echo asked again.

"Looking at the wine jars on the table, there were bloody handprints, and bloodstains on the edges of the plates as well."

"In addition, there were signs that someone had lain on the canopy bed, and the foot of the bed was slightly dirty. Someone was wearing shoes, but the victim was barefoot."

"What does this prove?"

"That's what the apprentice said."

"This bastard didn't even bother to leave after killing people. He just lay here on the ground, eating and sleeping. He's incredibly audacious; he must be a vicious and ruthless criminal with a long history of crimes!"

Gong Echo was even more satisfied.

"The room was in complete disarray. There was a hollowed-out wooden plank under the bed, with a dent in it, and bloody handprints on the bed curtains and edges. What happened?"

The apprentice resolutely cut off the railway.

"It must have been a revenge killing. The victim either possessed someone else's secrets or was hiding a treasure, which led to his death. These are the traces left by the murderer while searching for his secrets."

Gong Echoes clapped his hands.

"Good, my disciple, it seems you do have some understanding!"

"Report it according to this record. Think about it, what name should you give this case?"

The apprentice did not hesitate at all.

"The Bloody Hand Massacre!"

Gong Echou was even more satisfied. This disciple was very quick to understand, and he had a successor. He waved his hand and called it a day.

Soon, the case spread throughout Gongzhou Prefecture and became a topic of amusement.

What attracts attention, whether it's comedy or tragedy, is automatically spread by those born with long legs.

in the afternoon.

At the dock.

Yang Silang and his fellow villagers carried their goods on their shoulders and walked up the steps one by one.

Yesterday's great contribution to the Sanshui Association doesn't mean I can rest today; I still have to keep working.

Moreover, because many people in the association were injured and unable to work, each of them had more work to do, but they also earned more money accordingly.

Master Zhu is not here today.

The old man had a terrible outburst yesterday and drank too much. He fell ill after sleeping at home for one night, and I heard he's quite ill.

When it was time to rest, Li Erhu, in a low voice, excitedly recounted the case of the Blood Hand Man's massacre, saying that the murderer was utterly inhuman, having the leisure to eat and sleep in the house after killing people.

Yang Silang was stunned.

He was a little frustrated... Was it possible that the "assassin" was simply hungry and tired at that time?

"Good riddance!" Wang Daniu roared, cursing the bastard for being a bad person.

What happened to Bloodhand Butcher?

That's also doing a service to the people!

This bastard deserves to die!

A gentle breeze caressed his face. The Blood-Handed Butcher, wanted by the authorities, wiped the sweat from his face, unloaded the carrying pole from his shoulder, took a sip of water, looked at the distant rivers and mountains, and let out a long sigh.

"This wind feels so refreshing!"