Violent Action! Physical Salvation!

Chapter 4: Violent Action! Physical Salvation!

Lu Chen walked in from the city gate, once again drawing the attention of many people.

Just a short while ago, they had clearly seen Lu Chen, covered in blood and looking utterly pathetic, crawling out of the city from the street.

That scene had truly caused many people to gasp in astonishment.

Yet, in less than a day, this person had returned completely unharmed.

Such a sight naturally caused surprise.

What kind of miraculous elixir had he consumed?

Even the greatest elixir couldn't have such a miraculous effect, right? Lu Chen paid no mind to the gazes of outsiders. Following the address Zhao Shan had given him, he headed straight for the beggars' den.

He had already planned what he was going to do next.

Since he was going to cause trouble, he would make it a huge one.

Beggars, porcelain shops – these harmful things, none of them could be left.

Clang!

Suddenly, the deafening sound of gongs and drums echoed from the street, drawing the attention of many.

Lu Chen's steps also paused, and he looked back.

He saw a large number of soldiers, clad in armor and with imposing physiques, marching down the street. In the center was a grand carriage, sparking endless discussions among the crowd.

"It's the County Magistrate's son, Lin Yungui!"

"Wow, so grand!"

"They say the County Magistrate's son has taken a master, and his strength is terrifying. But I heard he has some peculiar habits."

"What peculiar habits?"

"Just those little habits that some men have..."

"Heh, I see."

Many men on the street revealed knowing smiles.

"The County Magistrate's son?"

Lu Chen frowned slightly, glanced at the sedan chair from afar, and then rushed towards the Beggar Gang's den again.

The priority right now was revenge!

Everything else could wait.

Inside the grand sedan chair.

A young man in a blue robe wore a smile, his face ethereally handsome. His fair hand gently parted the curtain and swept across the outside.

"Three years have passed in a flash, and Panshi City is just as it always was... tsk tsk..."

An invisible lust seemed to flow in his eyes, carrying a demonic aura.

Lu Chen rushed all the way.

Soon, he arrived in front of a dilapidated, long-neglected Taoist temple.

As soon as he arrived, he heard the sounds of women crying from within the temple.

"Child, where is my child? I watched someone abduct my child and run in here. Hurry and return my child to me!"

"You shrew, what are you yelling about? Where is your child here? There are only men. Do you want one? Do you want to eat my big stick?"

"Exactly, coming to our beggar's den to look for a child, you think we beggars are easy to bully?"

"Scram, scram, or don't blame us for using our dog-beating sticks!"

Several rough male voices sounded out, impatient.

"No, I really saw two beggars carry my child away. Please, please, give me back my child!"

The woman's cries continued, hysterical and filled with despair.

"Damn it, we've said all we can, and you won't listen, will you? Scram! Your child isn't here!"

"Exactly, where is your child? Go away quickly!"

The impatient voices of several beggars rang out again.

"Please, please, give me back my child..."

The woman's cries continued, and it seemed she had grabbed onto a beggar.

That beggar became furious and said, "Damn it, you dare to make a move! Beat her to death!"

Bang bang bang! The dull sounds of a group beating echoed from the Taoist temple.

Lu Chen's heart grew cold. His body suddenly lunged forward, and with a crack, he kicked the tightly shut Taoist temple door. The door, already dilapidated, was sent flying backward, shattering like scraps of paper and smashing heavily into the courtyard.

The terrifying sight instantly made a group of beggars' faces change. They quickly turned around.

Lu Chen's face was as cold as ice as he looked towards the courtyard.

He saw a woman in her early thirties, with a dark complexion, wearing simple, patched clothes, tears streaming down her face, lying on the ground covered in footprints.

Four or five other beggars surrounded her, seemingly beating her.

"You... who are you?"

One of the beggars asked in surprise.

He kicked the main door so far away? This must be a martial artist!

"Esteemed sir, is there something you need?"

A middle-aged beggar swallowed hard and, mustering his courage, walked towards Lu Chen.

He was puzzled.

Judging by Lu Chen's attire, he didn't look like a rich person, so how could he be a martial artist?

Slap!

In response to his question, Lu Chen slapped him without hesitation. The beggar cried out in pain and, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying instantly, crashing into the distance.

With just one blow, Lu Chen had beaten the beggar to death.

[You have killed a wicked beggar, Merit +4]

A line of text appeared.

The terrifying scene scared the other beggars, their faces paling as they hastily retreated.

"What do you want to do?"

"Help! Someone's breaking into the sanctuary!"

"Help!"

They turned and ran towards the depths of the Taoist temple.

Lu Chen's expression darkened, and he suddenly darted out.

Bang!

He grabbed a beggar by the hair and yanked him back. He then thrust his fingers into the beggar's eyes with a thwack, blood splattering as a scream erupted.

He then quickly broke the beggar's arms and kicked him, shattering his legs before throwing him aside.

He then moved quickly, repeating the process. He grabbed beggar after beggar, gouged out their eyes, shattered their legs, and threw them aside like bloody balls...

Killing them directly would be too easy for them. Against these beasts, more brutal methods were needed to torment them!

Breaking their hands and feet, then blinding them, rendering them incapable of taking care of themselves, forcing them to live out the rest of their lives in endless despair.

Only then would justice be served!

[You have taught a wicked beggar a lesson, Merit +5]

[You have taught a wicked beggar a lesson... Merit +5]

[...+4]

[...+5]

Lines of text continuously appeared.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight beggars were all crippled by him.

The woman beside him was stunned, tears blurring her vision as if she were dreaming. "I ask you, where is your Beggar Chief?"

Lu Chen grabbed the last beggar and asked.

"It hurts so much, the Beggar Chief is inside, it truly hurts so much..."

The beggar was covered in blood, his limbs broken, screaming miserably.

"Scram!"

Lu Chen casually threw his body aside, where it smashed against the wall.

Then, he suddenly turned to look at the woman beside him and said, "Your child is lost, isn't it?"

The woman reacted, her voice tearful, "Yes, I watched two beggars carry my child away with my own eyes. I chased after them and clearly saw them coming this way!"

"Alright, follow me. I'll take you to find your child!"

Lu Chen said.

He rushed straight towards the front.

The woman quickly wiped away her tears and followed closely behind. No matter what, she had to find her child!

She had heard before that some beggars would abduct children, then break their limbs or gouge out their eyes.

Some were even more cruel, raising them in jars to elicit sympathy and beg for money.

She feared her child would suffer the same torture.

She dared not imagine if she would still have the courage to live on if that were the case.

Deep within the Taoist temple.

In a spacious main hall.

The Beggar Chief at the head, with a dignified and unhurried expression, sat cross-legged on a cushion, looking with a smile at what was before him.

A total of three children had been kidnapped by them. Their bodies were held down, towels stuffed into their mouths, emitting muffled sounds. They couldn't cry out even if they wanted to.

Two boys. One girl.

They looked to be around seven or eight years old.

Rosy lips and white teeth, they were adorable.

"Beggar Chief, what do you think of this girl? Her looks are far superior to any of the previous ones. Look at her teeth, her skin, tsk tsk. We searched for a long time before finding her."

A burly beggar said with a smile, looking extremely respectfully at the Beggar Chief in charge.