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Lu Chen didn't have to wait long before someone rushed in from outside in a panic.

But there wasn't much of a commotion.

These members of the Beggar Gang probably know that they are rats that can't be seen in the light, vermin in the gutter, so they don't dare to act so arrogantly.

"Hurry, don't let anything happen! We haven't seen these signal flares fired even once a year, this is terrible!"

Someone was urging them in a low voice, muttering under their breath, their heart pounding with anxiety.

There was a group of about five or six people. Some of them were holding knives, and some of them even had their clothes askew, obviously they had just been woken up from bed.

"Why is the door open? Aren't the third brother and his men on guard duty today? Quick, let's go in and check!"

The leader had a large black mole on the corner of his mouth, with a single black curly hair on it. His pupils constricted slightly, and he appeared somewhat panicked.

He hurriedly told everyone to go downstairs.

Everyone hesitated and was reluctant to move forward.

"Get down here right now, or we'll all be held responsible!" Big Mole said menacingly, kicking the first man in the buttocks, who staggered forward.

Five or six people hesitated as they walked down.

Lu Chen looked around and then jumped down.

A few moments later, faint screams came from underground, but then silence returned.

Lu Chen emerged from the entrance again, his expression cold and stern.

"This beggar gang has nearly thirty people: gang leader Hao Cheng, deputy gang leader Wang Pao, hall masters Li Hao and Huang Ping, and the rest are just small fry."

Lu Chen compared the information from the two interrogations and was basically able to confirm that it was correct.

"They killed eleven people and even fired signal flares, and none of the gang leaders and hall masters bothered to come and take a look?"

Lu Chen jumped up and lay down on the roof of the pavilion.

"This time I gained 435 points of Fate and 6 points of Luck. I only need 8 more points of Luck to unlock the Primal Chaos Body! Almost there!"

Lu Chen looked at the bright moon in the sky, which was gradually obscured by a dark cloud.

got windy.

In the backyard, a figure appeared out of nowhere, holding a bronze rod as thick as a child's arm, without making a sound.

"My friend, it's a small world here. I don't know where my Huazi Gang has unintentionally offended you. Whatever the misunderstanding, let's talk it out!"

He held the stick, not making a move immediately.

He couldn't fathom the depths of the person lying in the pavilion.

He could faintly smell the stench of blood coming from underground.

It seems that his men are all gone.

Let's wait until the gang leader arrives before we talk about it!

Lu Chen sat up, looked at the burly middle-aged man below, and then glanced at the stick.

There's a tiger's head on top.

That must be the deputy gang leader, Wang Pao.

"Wang Pao?" He leaped down from the pavilion, knife in hand, his steps light and agile, heading straight for him.

Wang Pao's eyes narrowed.

Damn it, they just started hitting me right away. Don't they have any sportsmanship?

He wasn't entirely unprepared; his muscles were already tense when he entered the courtyard, ready to strike at any moment.

He hurriedly raised the stick, his muscles instantly bursting with tremendous power, and with a "whoosh," he swept it across Lu Chen's waist.

Lu Chen's eyes remained calm and still. He opened his large hand and actually tried to grab the bronze rod that was whistling as it came crashing down.

"Damn it, you dare look down on me? Die!"

Wang Pao's eyes widened, and the stick in his hand suddenly accelerated again.

"puff!"

Lu Chen precisely grasped the middle of the stick with one hand, his arm remaining completely still.

The terrifying force of several thousand kilograms seemed to be swallowed up, disappearing without a trace. Lu Chen grabbed the stick and pulled it back, sending Wang Pao flying towards Lu Chen like a cannonball.

"Holy crap..."

He exclaimed in surprise, but before he could dodge, Lu Chen gently pushed the steel knife in his right hand forward.

"Pfft!"

The knife tip plunged straight into Wang Pao's throat, protruding from the back of his neck.

Wang Pao went limp, his muscles gave way, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Blood gushed from his mouth, he made two gurgling sounds, his head lolled to the side, and he was completely dead.

[Under the host's influence, Wang Pao's fate has changed.]

[Hit Value +360]

[Luck value +3]

Lu Chen carried the person to the underground entrance and kicked him inside. The corpse rolled down, and blood sprayed everywhere as the knife was pulled out.

The entire underground passage was covered in blood, like hell.

Lu Chen flicked his long sword, splattering the blood on it, and then heard the commotion outside.

"They came one by one, I didn't even have to come to them myself, they're so considerate!"

Lu Chen grinned and stood on the pavilion, waiting for people to come over.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The newcomer seemed to be someone of some power; he was dressed very elegantly, wore several rings on his hands, and was quite overweight. Behind him were five burly henchmen, each holding a steel knife and with a fierce expression.

Lu Chen looked at the person who came, said nothing, and with a push of his foot, rushed over.

"Quickly, kill him!"

The fat man's chubby face twitched, and he took a step back, shielding everyone in front of him, and shouted sharply.

Five burly men spread out, intending to surround and kill Lu Chen.

Lu Chen flicked his arm, and a pebble, like a bullet, slammed into the fat man's face with a "whoosh".

With Lu Chen's terrifying strength, at such close range, there's little difference between a pebble and a cannonball.

The fat man's face looked like it had been dyed, with blue, white, and red colors bursting out. His eyeballs were smashed out by the terrifying force, his facial bones shattered, and pebbles drilled into his head, rampaging through his brain before smashing the back of his skull and falling to the ground.

It was covered in white and red paste.

The fat man fell backward, his body twitched once, and he died completely.

The faces of the men surrounding Lu Chen twitched, and they gritted their teeth, brandishing their knives as they slashed fiercely at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen spun around, slashed out with his sword, and with a flick of his wrist, sliced ​​off the arm of the nearest person, leaving it perfectly clean.

"Ah!" The man screamed in agony as the knife in his hand clattered to the ground, and blood gushed from his severed hand like a fountain.

The others' expressions changed slightly, and fear appeared in their eyes.

This guy is unbeatable!

Lu Chen moved with incredible speed, his footsteps swift and decisive, easily dodging the combined attack of five people. With a single slash, he cut the throat of the screaming man and then threw his body onto the other men's blades.

"Bang!"

The corpse, weighing over 100 pounds, was casually tossed by Lu Chen like a light stick. It hit those people, but it was as if they had been hit by a truck, breaking their bones and tendons.

He stepped forward, lightly touched the neck with the tip of his knife, and blood lines appeared on the necks of the other four men.

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood spurted out.

[Under the host's influence, the fates of Huang Ping and the other five have changed.]

[Hit Value +580]

[Luck value +7]

"Ding, host's luck value has reached the target. [Primary Mixed Body] has been unlocked to 100%. The full version effect is as follows:..."

"How dare you! You're asking for death!"

Before Lu Chen could even feel happy, he heard a loud shout from outside.

A man carrying a thick, shiny silver stick leaped out from outside and appeared in front of him. The stick, about two meters long, slammed down on his head like a small tree.