A Long River Myth

The night is deep.

Compared to other streets and alleys, Yulan Hutong in the northwest corner of the outer city is noticeably brighter.

In the alley, there are not only three "Mingtangzi" gambling dens with a constant flow of people.

At the far end, three dark courtyards were the residences of several notorious leaders of the Huang Lin Gang.

In one of the gambling dens called "Kuai Bao Lin," Qin Si was looking through the account books in a dark room.

As one of the leaders of the Huang Lin gang, he not only "managed" the entire Jinshui Street for the gang, but also served as the "boss" in this gambling den.

Beside him stood a plump middle-aged man dressed in satin, the manager of the gambling den named Gui Wu.

Sweat beaded on Gui Wu's forehead as he watched Qin Si, who barely knew any characters, awkwardly flip through the account book. Finally, he said helplessly:

"Fourth Master, the men you brought have caused us to lose too much money. If the Chief investigates carefully, no matter how elaborate my accounts are, they won't be able to hide it."

"What, are you scared?"

Qin Si frowned slightly, glanced at Gui Wu, and sneered:

"I knew you were a coward. Don't worry, at least for the next two months, Zong Piao and Ya Kui will be busy."

Upon hearing this, Gui Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumors have been circulating in the gang lately that the conflict between the top leader and the second-in-command is becoming public.

He thought it was just a rumor, but now that Qin Si has confirmed it, he finally felt a little relieved.

"There are only a little over two hundred left. I'll take another one hundred taels from Jinshui Street in a few days."

Qin Si didn't care. He tucked the gambling den's ledger into his waistband, raised his wine glass, and downed it in one gulp. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"There's also an old general store that'll be closed down in a few days. It's a pretty big place, so we'll turn it into a private residence."

"It's enough that you and I know about this. Baoguan will search outside with the dim lights."

Gui Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly flattered, "That should put us at ease. As expected, Fourth Master, you have a way with things..."

"Heh, just focus on assisting me. Even if there are any major changes in the gang in the future, as long as we maintain good relations with the higher-ups, we'll remain unshaken!"

Qin Si glanced at the end of the alley, then downed another glass of wine and stood up.

After leaving the dark room, he toured the bustling gambling den before emerging from the alley, slightly tipsy.

The streets outside were pitch black, making it difficult to walk at night.

But Qin Si, with his imposing height of nearly 1.9 meters, was like a fierce tiger patrolling the night, utterly fearless.

Alcohol is a catalyst for lust, and he hasn't visited his mistress's house for several days now...

"Xishui River, ah! Liu Sanquan..."

A short while later, Qin Si glanced at the river outside the back alley and his throat moved slightly.

The moonlight shone on the river, appearing like shattered silver in his eyes. A gentle breeze blew, and the river flowed murmurly.

After walking a few steps, Qin Si, who was still using his peripheral vision to look for the crooked old tree, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

His pace slowed, and one hand reached for his waist.

call!

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit my lower back.

"How dare you!"

Qin Si roared angrily, but remained calm and composed.

He turned around with lightning speed, and his large hand hooked and grabbed the short stick that was attacking fiercely from the shadows behind him!

"hiss!"

He couldn't help but feel pain after he started using it.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that more than a dozen iron nails were hanging upside down on the short stick, and his right palm was instantly pierced halfway through!

The pain instantly shot up to the top of his head.

"You ambushed me?"

Qin Si's rise to the rank of leader in the Huanglin Gang was not due to being a good-for-nothing; he earned it through solid achievements.

The effects of the alcohol quickly wore off, and his other hand had already drawn a dagger.

At the same time, he saw the dark figure that attacked him from the shadows; its silhouette was quite tall.

A flash of cold light, and the dagger was already thrusting fiercely, but unexpectedly, the dark figure was as agile as a wildcat, easily dodging it.

But it wasn't backwards, it was forwards.

A strong gust of wind swept in again, and Qin Si watched helplessly as a straight punch slammed back at his wrist holding the knife!

Boom!

A muffled thud exploded on the quiet path!

Clang!

That was the sound of a dagger falling!

Qin Si groaned, and his left arm, which was as thick as a willow branch and had bulging veins, went numb instantly, as if it had been hit by a boulder!

"You!" His eyes widened, the force... even he was secretly struggling to withstand it.

This ordinary fist technique is nothing special, but the key is the force of the person who came!

"Who is it? Have I offended you?"

Qin Si knew he was in trouble and immediately retreated. His hands were half crippled the moment they met, but he calmed down.

Drinking leads to trouble... Judging from the footsteps, I initially thought it was just a single, clueless petty thief, and became a bit overconfident.

Unexpectedly... the newcomer turned out to be a martial artist who could hold his own against him, so he naturally suffered a great loss!

The dark figure pressed its advantage relentlessly, closing in like a predator pouncing on its prey!

A gust of wind hits your face!

Qin Si was quite a man; without uttering a sound, he swung out the blood-soaked "Wolf Fang" short stick, covering his face with his arms.

The hard, protruding muscles are like a shield.

But those iron-hard fists came raining down, each punch sending shockwaves straight to his bones.

He was usually so aloof and arrogant in front of ordinary people, but he was gradually shattered by more than a dozen heavy punches.

"Stop hitting me! Good sir, I'll give you the money!"

Qin Si's previously orderly steps became unsteady, and he was about to fall when he couldn't help but beg for mercy.

He offends quite a few people on a regular basis, but he doesn't remember offending anyone with his power.

The dark figure, like a vengeful ghost, showed no sign of stopping; upon hearing the pleas for mercy, it only intensified its attacks!

boom!

After a powerful punch, Qin Si almost ground his teeth to powder, and heard a cracking sound from his right arm.

In pain, he tripped on the stone steps with his heel, lost his balance, and fell with a thud!

Just as he was about to shout for help, a punch came down and knocked out several of his front teeth!

Under the moonlight, the "shadow" had already closed in, and a barrage of fists, as dense as raindrops, attacked Qin Si's face!

Li Hong, whose face was covered, had a ferocious expression and clenched teeth!

His mind was filled with images of Qin Si's oppression of his family over the years!

He kept punching until he was somewhat exhausted before stopping.

Right now, you can see broken teeth, blood, bones, and even an eyeball flying out from the ground again!

Li Hongfang couldn't help but gag and almost vomit.

Qin Si, the notorious thug who had dominated Jinshui Street for two years, was now completely silent.

Li Hong's chest heaved violently, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and he was still not satisfied.

Yesterday, he saw the blade marks Qin Si had made on his cabinet and made some judgments.

Although Qin Si's physical condition was not bad, he already had the foundation to fight him.

However, even now, he didn't expect the sneak attack to go so smoothly.

None of the life-or-death scenarios that had been anticipated actually occurred.

I thought Qin Si might have some hidden cards up his sleeve because of his usual high-class demeanor... but reality always surprises us.

Stress-free speedrun?

Li Hong, panting heavily, sat in front of his trophy like a beast that had just killed its prey, trying to catch his breath while remaining vigilant about his surroundings.

Qin Si was just one of the dozen or so minor leaders of the Huang Lin Gang, and he could have succeeded silently through a sneak attack.

However, Huang Lin's gang was a sizable force in the area, and not one he could easily afford to offend.

Under the cover of darkness and wind, Li Hong, after catching his breath for a dozen breaths to calm down, dared not delay any longer and quickly searched and inventoried the loot.

The Xishui River is right next to it.

Qin Si must not be left dead here, otherwise if he is discovered tomorrow morning, it will be a disgrace to the Huang Lin Gang.

This will inevitably provoke a strong backlash from this force, bringing a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Li Hong moved swiftly, his arms bulging with veins, and quickly lifted Qin Si to the riverbank.

The Xishui River flows from south to north, and its current is not rapid.

"Thump!"

Li Hong tied several heavy stones to each of the man's limbs and then sank the body to the bottom of the river.

Even if the ropes rot and the body floats to the surface, who knows when that will happen.

In short, the later it is discovered, the better.

Afterwards, Li Hong took off his own clothes and ran back and forth several times, wiping away most of the bloodstains on the path.

Finally, after washing and burying the clothes, it was already late in the evening...

Li Hong returned to a dark alley on Jinshui Street, having already changed back into his usual attire.

After confirming that no one was around, he began to take stock of the spoils he had taken from Qin Si.

He had a few taels of silver and a dozen copper coins, which was undoubtedly a timely help for him!

If all that money is used to buy meat-based tonics and external enhancement products... it will definitely take a long time to prepare!

"Murder and arson bring wealth and power?"

The thought flashed through Li Hong's mind, and he looked at another troublesome object in his hand: a gambling den ledger.

While searching, he thought Qin Si might be hiding some martial arts manual, and a thought popped into his head.

I glanced at a few pages by the moonlight and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"If I remember correctly, that gambling den was one of the properties under Huang Lin's gang. I didn't expect Qin Si to still be in charge of it."

After flipping through a few more pages, Li Hong felt a little uneasy; this ledger was definitely a hot potato.

It records gambling turnover of up to several hundred taels... The latest page even goes back to the day before yesterday.

This thing definitely cannot appear on Jinshui Street; the safest way to deal with it is naturally to burn it.

A burst of fire and smoke.

Li Hong brushed the dirt off his hands, hid the loose silver, and then carefully returned home.