From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Master Huang, are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale?" Jiang Liu asked with a smile.

"No... I did catch a cold."

Huang Silang initially wanted to deny it, but then he thought that continuing the conversation wouldn't be bad either. It would just put him at a disadvantage in terms of momentum and cause him to lose some of his say later.

However, compared to killing Hu Wan in front of so many gentry, it's better to show weakness for now. Otherwise, these gentry from Goose City might have inappropriate thoughts about him.

Zhang Muzhi didn't continue speaking, after all, he was certain that Jiang Liu wouldn't actually let Huang Silang kill Hu Wan on this occasion—if there weren't so many onlookers below, it might be possible.

"Oh? You caught a cold?"

Jiang Liu feigned surprise and said to the maid standing to the side, "Bring me two steamed buns."

The maid dared not move and looked at Huang Silang.

Why are you looking at me?

Huang Silang found another outlet for his anger and shouted, "Our great hero of Goose City wants steamed buns, so go to the kitchen and bring them to him!"

The maid then left.

“Master Huang, I know a folk remedy that can cure all diseases.”

After the maid brought the steamed buns up, Jiang Liu pushed them next to Huang Silang and said with a smile, "Before, we brought the bandits' corpses into the city. The people in the city dipped the steamed buns in the bandits' blood and said that eating them could cure all diseases."

Mr. Huang, you've caught a cold, yet you insist on proving to us that your authentic chrysanthemum is priceless, so valuable that even tearing someone to pieces wouldn't be enough to compensate for it... Isn't this a win-win situation?

You are ill, yet you still want to prove yourself to me. With such sincerity, how dare we stop you? That would be stopping Master Huang's sincere heart!

Throughout history, people have said that steamed buns dipped in blood can cure all diseases, and there seems to be some truth to that.

Therefore, afterwards, Master Huang could also eat the blood-stained steamed buns to treat his cold.

Huang Silang felt a chill run down his spine.

Zhang Muzhi realized that Jiang Liu was determined to embarrass Huang Silang in front of the other gentry in the city!

In the past, these local gentry were afraid of Huang Silang and dared not rebel.

Now, if Huang Silang really kills Hu Wan, I'm afraid these local gentry will not only have designs on him, but will cooperate with him to overthrow Huang Silang!

Hu Wan, who was lying on the ground, was trembling with fear, but in this situation, the wisest choice was to keep quiet, and that's what he did.

[He remained calm, though.]

Jiang Liu also noticed that Hu Wanna was trembling all over but remained silent, confirming that he had not wronged anyone. The methods that this guy used to deal with Zhang Muzhi's son had probably been used on many honest and simple-minded commoners.

"Why is Master Huang's face so pale?"

Seeing Huang Silang's pale face, Jiang Liu persisted and took out a Mauser pistol from his waist.

This scene terrified the local gentry below, their eyes trembling.

The Huang family servants hiding nearby couldn't help but put their hands on their waists.

To everyone's astonishment, Jiang Liu held the gun in his left hand, pointing the muzzle at his left temple, about twenty centimeters away.

The trigger was pulled!

thumping!

After the gunshot, to the astonishment of Zhang Muzhi, Master Tang, Huang Silang, and the other gentry, Jiang Liu's right hand shot out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, his index and middle fingers pinching a silver-gray bullet.

[He can even catch bullets?!]

Huang Silang's eyelids twitched.

Then, Jiang Liu put down his pistol, took Huang Silang's wine glass, gripped the bullet tightly in his right hand, activated his magnetic field, and with more precise control, used the "Reversal of Eight Directions" technique to continuously pull, rub, and grind the bullet into powder, which he then sprinkled into the glass.

Zhang Muzhi understood immediately and quickly poured wine into his cup.

Jiang Liu brought the wine cup to Huang Silang and said, "Master Huang, it seems you have insufficient blood and qi, or what we would call anemia or iron deficiency in the West."

Alcohol can invigorate qi and blood!

Iron is an essential element!

Combining Chinese and Western medicine will surely be highly beneficial!

"Alright! I'll drink! Thank you for your concern, great hero!" Huang Silang knew that Jiang Liu's purpose in doing this was not to replenish his blood or iron, but to intimidate him.

Huang Silang's rationality told him that it didn't matter if he didn't drink; the other party wouldn't really harm an ordinary person like him.

But he can't afford to gamble!

He picked up his glass and drank the wine, along with the powdered bullet, in one gulp.

Then--

He pulled the terrified Hu Wan up from the ground and plunged the short knife in his hand into Hu Wan's abdomen.

Pull it out!

Pierce!

Pull it out again!

Thrust in again!

This sudden turn of events left the wealthy gentlemen outside the arena bewildered and anxious, but many also had a meaningful look in their eyes, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

Huang Silang!

The Overlord of Goose City!

They actually compromised with outsiders!

Blood splattered everywhere, but under the influence of Jiang Liu's invisible force field that reversed direction, it all splashed onto Huang Silang's body.

Covered in blood, Huang Silang resembled a ruthless executioner or a vampire from hell, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying!

The clerk, Tang, was terrified.

Zhang Muzhi stood up, picked up the two steamed buns, stuffed them into the stomach of Hu Wan, whose intestines were already broken, dipped them in blood and excrement, and handed them to Huang Silang, saying, "Master Huang, steamed buns dipped in blood can cure all diseases. This is a token of my sincerity as the county magistrate, so please don't let it go to waste."

Although Jiang Liu suggested dipping the steamed buns in blood, Zhang Muzhi wanted to do it himself at this crucial moment.

Besides avenging Liu Zi, the remaining objective is to—

Murder and kill!

"Thank you for your concern, County Head!"

Huang Silang blamed everything on Zhang Muzhi, but at this moment he could only put on a "ferocious" smile, snatch the steamed bun, and tear and swallow it without caring about the dirt or disgust.

"It seems Master Huang is truly hungry!"

Zhang Muzhi said to the maid standing by the table, "Aren't you going to get some steamed buns for your master to eat? He still needs the blood-soaked buns to cure his illness!"

maid:"······"

"What are you standing there for? Go get it now!"

Huang Silang roared at the maid.

# Chapter 67 Oh no! We switched sides too early!

To tell the truth.

Lu Jin and Li Muxuan were stunned by the sight of Huang Silang actually killing Hu Wan.

Besides feeling disgusted, a sense of dread also arose.

This Huang Silang is no pushover!

Ren Jialing was older than the two of them and also found Huang Silang terrifying.

Hu Wan deserved to die.

But Huang Silang's mad appearance also revealed his extremely deep cunning.

Jiang Liu knew best that in this matter, he had revealed to the wealthy and powerful below Huang Silang's outwardly strong but inwardly weak and bullying nature, but he had also exposed the madness in Huang Silang's character.

We can't keep putting pressure on him, or he'll explode!

thereafter.

Huang Silang ordered his men to move Hu Wan's body out, then went to the back room to take a bath and change his clothes before coming out.

Meanwhile, Zhang Muzhi took out a whistle and imitated bird calls to transmit intelligence...

When Huang Silang came out again, the banquet returned to a lively atmosphere, as if nothing had happened. Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, Li Muxuan, and Ren Jiating mostly did not participate in the conversation between Huang Silang and Zhang Muzhi at the table, but simply ate their food.

Jiang Liu, in particular, didn't even glance at Huang Silang in front of him, as if the other party was an insignificant fellow.

Zhang Muzhi and Huang Silang also discussed making money.

"Mr. Huang, do you have any good ideas on how to make money?"

Zhang Muzhi asked.

"There are two ways to make money: one is to take it slow and steady, and the other is to go fast and efficient. I wonder which one the county magistrate will choose?"

Having changed his clothes, Huang Silang seemed like a different person; his attitude was completely different from before, and he had calmed down.

How do you say "galloping at full speed"?

A steady, long-term approach simply means doing legitimate business; the money comes slowly, but it's stable.

Therefore.

Zhang Muzhi inquired about the method of "galloping the horse".

"The so-called 'galloping horse' was actually a campaign to suppress bandits."

Huang Silang laughed and said, "Although the bandits have been wiped out by these four young heroes, in this day and age, there are as many bandits as you want, and you can't possibly wipe them all out. As long as we say it, the people will believe us."

Under the guise of suppressing bandits, I'll first contribute 800,000, then the local gentry will distribute the money, and finally the common people will follow suit. At least three million will be raised."

"We understand the rules."

Upon hearing about money, Master Tang perked up, "We will return all the money owed to Master Huang and the wealthy gentry, and split the rest fifty-fifty."

Originally, he wanted to split the profits 70/30, with Huang Silang getting 30/30. However, considering that although his side was currently in a stronger position, Goose City was ultimately Huang Silang's territory. Pressuring him too much might lead to Huang Silang taking desperate measures. So, he decided to be more tactful and split the profits 50/50.