Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

Chen Wenqi's voice grew even colder, his eyes devoid of any warmth. He demanded, "Of those three people, one said he wanted to cripple a middle school student named Chen Wenqi. Tell me, who exactly paid for that?"

Upon hearing this, Lu San immediately began kowtowing repeatedly, hurriedly begging for mercy, "Brother, I really don't know who that person is! He was wrapped up very tightly when he came over, I couldn't see his face at all!"

"That's right! I remember now!" Lu San seemed to suddenly recall crucial information and added eagerly.

"He said his name was Jia Donghai! He didn't bring enough money when he came yesterday, so he came back last night to pay an extra hundred yuan. He also repeatedly told me to make sure that middle school student named Chen Wenqi's arm was crippled!"

"Good sir, please forgive me!"

I truly had no idea I was dealing with someone like you. I promise, if you let me go, I'll immediately leave Beijing and never come back. I'll give you everything I own; just treat me like a fart and let me go!

Chen Wenqi persisted, pressing, "About how old was that person? Was there anything unusual about their voice?"

In fact, when the name "Jia Donghai" was uttered, Chen Wenqi immediately made a judgment in his mind—Jia Donghai, isn't that a combination of the names of Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai? It must be them without a doubt.

Lu San tried hard to recall, then replied, "I didn't see his face clearly, but judging from his voice, he seemed quite young, probably not even thirty years old."

This makes the target even clearer; it must be Jia Dongxu, and the one providing the money behind the scenes is most likely Yi Zhonghai.

Chen Wenqi sneered inwardly: Fine, these two old dogs dare to plot against me. I'll make the first move and cripple you!

Chen Wenqi's gaze turned cold, and he said in a chilling tone, "Fine, I understand. In that case, you can die."

With a soft "thud," Chen Wenqi's sword swiftly sliced ​​through Lu San's neck.

Lu San's eyes widened instantly, filled with resentment and horror. He couldn't close his eyes in the end, and his body fell straight down, lifeless.

Chen Wenqi had already quietly spread his mental energy, covering a radius of thirty meters around him, clearly sensing all the movements in this area to ensure that no one noticed or escaped.

With a slight thought, he used the power of the secret realm to collect the corpses of Lu San and all his subordinates into the secret realm.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Wenqi turned and walked into the courtyard, entered the underground secret room, and put the three radios, more than a dozen sealed boxes, and all the valuable items inside, along with the food stored in the house, into the secret space.

After doing all this, Chen Wenqi used his lightness skill to leave the No. 37 courtyard in a flash and rushed towards the city gate.

Upon arriving near a public cemetery outside the city, Chen Wenqi used the spatial power of the secret realm to quickly dig a large pit more than ten meters deep. He then threw all twenty-one corpses he had previously collected into the pit, and then filled and compacted the pit with the surrounding soil, leaving no trace.

No one would have imagined that beneath this tranquil cemetery lay more than twenty corpses.

After handling all the follow-up matters, Chen Wenqi used the spatial teleportation ability of the secret realm to return directly to his room.

Back home, Chen Wenqi finally calmed down and began to carefully take stock of the various items he had obtained from Lu San.

Among them, there were 300 bags of flour weighing 100 jin each, and 100 bags of rice of the same size; there were also five boxes of large yellow croakers, each box containing 60 pieces, each weighing 10 liang, totaling 3,000 liang—at a rate of 31.25 grams per liang, this gold weighed approximately 93.75 kilograms.

The other nine boxes were filled with all sorts of antiques, porcelain, and calligraphy and paintings. After careful inventory, there were more than one hundred items in total, each of which was quite precious.

In addition, there was more than 43,000 yuan in cash, as well as a lot of grain coupons, cloth coupons, industrial coupons and other various certificates.

As the manager of the Ghost Market and secretly engaged in enemy espionage activities, it's not surprising that Lu San possessed so much money and resources. Now, all of these things belong to Chen Wenqi.

What pleased Chen Wenqi the most was that eliminating Lu San and his nineteen subordinate enemy agents directly earned him 3800 merit points—Lu San alone contributed 300 points, while the others contributed at least 150 points and most contributed 200 points.

It's worth noting that upgrading his secret realm from level 2 to level 3 requires accumulating 10000 merit points, and he has now reached 4000 points, taking another big step closer to his goal.

After dealing with Lu San's mess, it's time to deal with Yi Zhonghai. We can't keep taking the hits and letting others ride roughshod over us.

As for Jia Dongxu, that short-lived bastard, he can be put aside for now. But since Yi Zhonghai dared to spend money to hire a thug in an attempt to cripple him, Chen Wenqi will openly cripple him first and make him pay the heavy price he deserves.

After careful consideration, Chen Wenqi realized that the day after tomorrow was a holiday for the steel rolling mill. With many people and eyes around, it would be the perfect time to make his move. He not only wanted to cripple Yi Zhonghai in public, but also to rob him of all the wealth he had accumulated over the years.

He wanted to see how this old, celibate man, who always put on a sanctimonious act, would continue to swagger around in the courtyard and steel mill after losing his money and becoming a cripple.

The next morning, after getting up, Chen Wenqi took out the protective amulets he had prepared in the secret realm and put one on his younger brother and one on his younger sister.

Then, he took out an exquisitely carved jade pendant and handed it to his mother, explaining with a smile that he had found the material at a flea market and carved it himself as a gift for his mother.

The mother was overjoyed. Whatever the gift was made by her son, it warmed her heart. She gladly accepted it and carefully wore it.

After breakfast, the mother got ready and went to work, while Chen Wenqi took his younger brother and sister to practice their martial arts in the yard. After completing their daily routine, the three siblings rode their bicycles together to Qingnian Lake for a day trip.

At that time, Qingnian Lake had not yet been fully developed into a formal park, but many people still came here to fish and take walks on weekdays. However, compared to Shichahai, there were far fewer tourists here.

"Big brother, look over there! There are wild ducks!" As soon as they arrived at the shore of Youth Lake, Chen Wenzi, the younger sister, excitedly pointed to the lake and shouted loudly.

Following her gaze, everyone saw several grayish-brown wild ducks floating on the lake. However, these ducks were very alert and would immediately flap their wings and swim away at the slightest disturbance. Moreover, they mostly gathered in the central area of ​​the lake, making it difficult to retrieve them even if shot with a slingshot.

However, Chen Wenqi's attention was not entirely focused on the wild ducks on the lake. He quietly used his mental energy to scan the reeds by the lake and discovered more than one nest of wild duck eggs deep in the reeds. These duck eggs were cleverly hidden and would be difficult to find without careful searching.

Chen Wenqi walked forward without making a sound and quietly collected two nests of wild duck eggs. In one of the nests, a mother duck was quietly incubating the eggs.

Chen Wenqi simply put the two nests of eggs together, and then used the power of the secret realm to bring the mother duck that was incubating the eggs into the secret realm as well, so that it could continue to complete the incubation in the secret realm. The mother duck was suddenly changed to a different environment and seemed a little confused and lost, completely unaware of what had happened.

Just as Chen Wenqi finished collecting the wild duck eggs, Chen Wenzi on the other side couldn't wait to raise the slingshot she was carrying and aim at a wild duck on the lake.

With a "whoosh," the bullet flew through the air, but unfortunately failed to hit the target. The wild duck quacked a few times, flapped its wings, and flew to a more distant part of the lake.

"It's no use hitting it like that," Chen Wenqi said with a smile, seeing his sister's somewhat disappointed look. "Even if you get lucky and hit it, are you going to swim to the middle of the lake and retrieve the duck?"

"What should I do, big brother? I really want a wild duck." Chen Wenzi put down her slingshot and said with a wronged expression on her face.

"Don't worry, just wait and see," Chen Wenqi said with a smile, trying to comfort him.

In fact, he already had a plan in mind. With a thought, he used the power of the secret realm space to take out a piece of scrap iron from the secret realm and mold it into the shape of an arrow.

Then, he took out a spool of fishing line—leftover from when he made a fishing rod, about ten meters long, which should be enough to catch wild ducks.

In fact, with Chen Wenqi's current strength, if he really wanted to catch a few wild ducks, there was no need for such trouble. He only needed to use the "Ladder Cloud Leap" lightness skill to walk on the water as if on flat ground and catch wild ducks with ease.

However, looking around, he saw that there were many other people playing by the lake. If he were to use his lightness skill in full view of everyone, it would attract too much attention and easily cause unnecessary trouble. Therefore, Chen Wenqi decided to keep a low profile and adopt a more prudent approach.

Chen Wenzi then excitedly exclaimed, pointing to the lake and shouting, "Big brother, look! Those wild ducks are swimming over again!"

Chen Wenqi's gaze swept across the lake, and he saw several wild ducks swimming leisurely about seven or eight meters from the shore.

He said softly, "Don't rush, it'll be ready soon."

He steadily placed the arrowhead on the slingshot, squinted his eyes to aim carefully, and then flicked his wrist, sending the arrow flying.

With a "whoosh" sound, the sharp arrow pierced through the neck of a duck.

The injured duck immediately started quacking loudly, flapping its wings violently and struggling desperately on the water's surface.