Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Why is there a bald corpse here?

"It's none of our business. The doctor is gone, but his pet animal is still in the sedan chair. If we catch it, we might be able to exchange it for some silver."

"Should we catch it alive? This little beast's claws are quite sharp." The tall man had three obvious bloody marks on his left shoulder, and a savage look was faintly visible in his eyes.

"Fool, of course you're going to die."

"You're the idiot! A living person is worth less than a dead one!"

After a brief argument, the elderly man in the lead shouted, "Quiet!"

Around the sedan chair, the five people who had previously observed Qin Ning in the crowd stood in four directions, blocking all of the little black cat's escape routes.

They come from an assassin intelligence organization called "Hundred Birds," and four of them are the second to last rank of "Grey Doves," with strength around the eighth-grade Blood Refining Realm. They are proficient in assassination, poisoning, sneak attacks, and many other evil methods, such as stabbing you while you are visiting a brothel.

The elder leading the group was a seventh-rank martial artist of the [Peregrine Falcon] level, whose arms and a certain part of his body had been cultivated to have copper skin.

"Don't kill it. Try to drive it away and see if it will go looking for its master," the elder in the lead said, gesturing to the village woman who was guarding the front of the sedan chair to move aside.

Then he patted the short man next to him on the shoulder and said, "Groundhog, go and drive that beast out."

The space inside the sedan chair was limited, and among the five people present, only he was the most suitable in terms of stature to perform in such a confined space.

"I want 30% more of the silver this beast traded for." The mole's eyes swept over the scratch marks on the big guy's other shoulder, and he began to bargain.

The black cat didn't look strong, but it was agile and its claws were as sharp as knives. I'm sure I'll get some scratches when I get into the sedan chair.

"I have no objection."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the other three.

"I have no objection either."

"I also......"

"I......"

The short man, nicknamed "Groundhog," pulled two short daggers gleaming with a ghostly blue light from his waist and chuckled, "Remember to stick close to that beast after it comes out, and don't let it get away."

After saying that, he leaped into the sedan chair, where the sounds of ping-pong and clapping filled the air, accompanied by the angry meows of the raccoon and the curses of the groundhog.

Whoosh!

A dark figure darted out, weaving and dodging among the rocks and trees, and fled in the northwest direction.

Upon seeing this, the four men guarding the outside gave chase.

Once the figures of the four people and the cat had disappeared from the spot, the short man slowly climbed out of the sedan chair while applying medicine to his wounds.

They were a team of five, and their companions would leave trails to guide them, so he wasn't worried about getting lost. However, the thought of the ten thousand taels of silver made the man apply the medicine slightly faster.

He didn't want to miss out on such a valuable item as an arm, which was worth a thousand taels of silver.

Ok? !

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from beside his ear. Before he could turn his head, the man raised the short dagger in his hand to protect his temple.

Sensing the sound of something cutting through the air change direction, the short man immediately tried to change his move accordingly, but for some reason...

At this critical moment, he suddenly missed his parents, whom he had never met!

This longing seemed to spring from his very bones, and large tears rolled uncontrollably down his cheeks. He couldn't help but open his mouth and call out.

"father......"

boom!

A powerful kick landed squarely on the man's shoulder, sending him flying back into the sedan chair.

Lightning crackled in Qin Ning's palm as he lunged forward. After being slashed by the poisoned dagger, he successfully applied the violent electric current to the man's tear-streaked face!

Trading minor injuries for life, the toxins are refined by [Gluttony] and can even increase physical attributes.

Blood earned!

Looking at the short man lying motionless in the cloth, Qin Ning picked up the medicine that had fallen to the ground, applied it to his forearm, and used the man's short dagger to hack his charred face to pieces.

To be honest, he was much more skilled this time than last time, at least he had half as much blood on him.

Hmm, it could also be that the other person is anemic.

"These people want to capture me. Were they sent by the Gu family?" Qin Ning searched the man's body and found that besides weapons, there were only some ointment-like medicines with an unpleasant smell, which seemed to be poisonous.

There was nothing else, such as money or identification.

Shouldn't an assassin carry all his wealth with him...? He picked up the medicine that had fallen to the ground, gently applied it to the scratch on his forearm, and then turned and got out of the sedan chair.

The raccoon must have smelled my scent, which is why it deliberately ran towards the opposite side. I wonder if it was creating this opportunity for me to get a one-on-one kill.

As Qin Ning chased after them, he was pondering to himself when his gaze swept over an ancient tree by the roadside that had been uprooted by the explosion, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

At the corner of that ancient tree, a single character drawn by a cat's paw was inconspicuous, yet it stood out so clearly to him.

This unspoken understanding briefly dispelled the gloom in his heart.

A dozen or so breaths later, Qin Ning, who was traversing through the mountains and forests, came into view the figure of a tall man.

Perhaps because of his size, this person moved the slowest, trailing far behind at the back of the line.

He channeled his inner energy into his legs and propelled himself forward a great distance.

[Missing Family] is activated remotely.

The tall man, who was running at high speed, stumbled. A sudden surge of emotion caused him to almost trip over the loose wood and stones under his feet.

Taking advantage of this opening, Qin Ning quickly closed the distance with his opponent. He feigned a punch to the face, and while the man's attention was focused on his upper body, he used his waist to whip his right leg towards the man's groin.

If you're going to hit someone, hit them in the face; if you're going to kick someone, kick them in the groin!

These words may seem crude when written down, but they are both effective and highly humiliating in practice.

It can be said to combine lethality with the ability to attract hatred.

The tall man had no weapon in his hand, but his skills seemed to lie in his fists and feet. In this sudden sneak attack, he actually closed his lower body and forcefully clamped down on Qin Ning's whip leg!

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his waist and abdomen forcefully, as if trying to fling it away.

In terms of pure strength, you're stronger than me... You should be an eighth-rank martial artist, so I won't waste my time with you.

The three people ahead had already noticed the movement behind them and were on their way back.

Qin Ning glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, bent over, and used the force of the tall man's swing to close the distance, throwing out several feints.

He only threw punches, not hitting the target, but each punch carried a stream of pathogenic energy that slammed into the opponent's mouth and nose with the force of the punch.

After only a few moments, the tall man felt all his strength drain away, a feeling of dizziness and lightheadedness washed over him, and he was so listless that he felt like he was about to fall asleep.

After more than ten days of practice, Qin Ning discovered that the effects of the plague energy he released on people were closely related to the various plague energies he had previously absorbed.

If the disease one inhales is severe, the plague will be both rapid and fierce. The plague energy currently in his body originates from the Crown Prince of Su, naturally causing people to feel drowsy upon smelling it.

puff!

He handed over the captured dagger, easily plunging it into the tall man's throat. The excruciating pain briefly brought the man to consciousness, but it was too late. Blood and foam gushed from his mouth as he slowly fell backward, kicking up a pile of withered leaves.

His body twitched a few times, and then he stopped breathing.

The three people who had been chasing the cat had turned back and surrounded it in a triangle.

Qin Ning remained unmoved, standing to the side of the corpse and slowly replenishing the plague energy he had just consumed.

They ambushed and killed two people.

Now, we're about to have a real, tough battle.