Severe Illness Requires Potent Medicine

"Mmm." Dug glanced at him and nodded indifferently.

Wang San stepped forward, holding a willow-leaf saber, and walked towards the trembling Liu Heigou. As he walked, he said, "My little Heigou, I love you so much, how could you be so bad? Look, you've incurred everyone's wrath. Let me personally send you off. Dying in my arms, you must be happy, right...?"

Fear spread in Liu Heigou's heart. He sprang up, wanting to run, but Liu Cheng's earlier fall had already caused him internal injuries.

He fell back to the ground as soon as he stood up.

Watching Wang San approach, the horror on his face intensified. He struggled, rolling and crawling to get away.

But Wang San didn't give him a chance. He rushed forward a few steps and was behind him, stepping on him. "Why are you running? Why do you want to leave me so badly? In that case, you don't need your legs. Without legs, you can never leave me again..."

Wang San brought his saber down heavily on Liu Heigou's calf.

Pfft! Blood splattered.

Amidst Liu Heigou's screams, Wang San looked intoxicated. "Darling, your screams are so lovely. It's a pity I'll only hear them once. Scream a bit longer, you won't be scared if you scream it out. Bear with it, I'll be very gentle next."

With that, he brought the saber down again. The leg, which had only been gashed, snapped.

Liu Heigou let out a hysterical scream, struggling and rolling back and forth. "No, spare me! Hall Master Liu, Branch Master, kill me! Don't let this madman torture me!"

No one moved.

Dug watched from above, glaring at everyone. Who would want to offend the guy up there for a scoundrel? What if he really did stab the gang leader? Wouldn't the Qiu family skin them alive?

My attributes are rising pretty fast!

Seeing Wang San swiftly cut off Liu Heigou's leg, Dug immediately knew his strength had increased.

However, he didn't pay much attention.

Since he started rectifying the Iron Palm Gang, his attributes had been skyrocketing, almost non-stop.

Especially after he convicted Liu Heigou and upheld justice for the elderly man who lost his daughter, his attributes surged even more.

Moreover, he made the Heavenly Demon matter public, essentially Backstabbing all the players present. The more widely the Heavenly Demon matter spread and the more victims there were, the faster his strength would grow.

With the two combined, he feared no one.

At this moment, he felt that even if he let go of Qiu Yuanlang, and someone tried to save him, he could instantly run back and chop off his fingers.

"...Help you? Hahaha, my sweet little thing, who else but me would help you? Don't move, let me see your heart, see if I'm truly in your heart."

Wang San's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The whispers of the crowd stopped.

Many onlookers were frightened by the deranged Wang San.

Some timid ones simply closed their eyes, while others, unable to bear the shock, ran to the side and vomited profusely.

"Seventh Master, that's too much. Killing him would be enough. Why torture him in public?" Qiu Yuanlang couldn't help but frown.

"You're soft-hearted now? He tortured a 16-year-old girl for three days, forced her to jump into a well, and broke her father's leg. Where was your soft heart then?" Dug pointed at the limping old man below and said, "Severe illness requires strong medicine. I want everyone to see the consequences of evil. I am not the government; I am the Heavenly Demon. I uphold justice by my own means..."

The limping old man had been stunned by Wang San and was speechless, but hearing Dug's words, he couldn't help but recall his tragically deceased daughter. The reluctance in his eyes instantly receded.

With tears in his eyes, he glared at the screaming, struggling Liu Heigou and said fiercely, "Heavenly Demon is right! Against such villains, they must receive the cruelest punishment so they never dare to harm anyone again."

After speaking, he no longer looked at Liu Heigou. Instead, he straightened his ragged clothes, looked at Dug, and respectfully kowtowed to him, a look of relief and liberation on his face. "Thank you, Heavenly Demon, for redressing this humble one's grievances. This humble one's wish has been fulfilled. I have no more regrets in this life and can now face my poor daughter."

"Old man, the dead are gone, but the living must continue. Otherwise, if I uphold justice for you, but you go and commit suicide, what meaning would the justice I upheld have?" Dug saw through his thoughts and smiled gently. "Live on, live for your daughter. See how the villains in this world are punished one by one by me. See how the world improves. Isn't that good? Besides, Liu Heigou is from the Iron Palm Gang. The Iron Palm Gang's poor management means there must be compensation. If you die, who should I give this compensation to? Liu Cheng, send someone to fetch a hundred taels of silver and give it to this old man..."

"Heavenly Demon, I am already deeply grateful for you redressing my grievances. How dare I ask for your silver?" The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Are you worried someone will be jealous and try to steal your silver?" Dug asked.

"That's not what I mean," the old man said. "I just feel that I have already received so much kindness from you..."

"Old man, no amount of money can bring your daughter back!" Dug sighed. "Take this money, find an honest person, and let them care for you in your old age and see you off. The Peacekeeping Gang will always be here; no one will dare to covet your money..."

Liu Cheng sent someone to get the money.

Dug said, "Bring more. The Iron Palm Gang has committed many evils over the years. Today, we'll probably have to pay out a lot of silver."

At these words, the onlookers erupted in an uproar.

From ancient times, wealth has moved hearts.

Initially, they were worried that Dug alone couldn't succeed, and if the Iron Palm Gang made a comeback, they would be the ones to suffer. But now, with both revenge and money, it was different.

With the money, even leaving Luyang City to live elsewhere would be good!

A hundred taels! They couldn't earn that much in a lifetime...

The old man looked at Dug, kowtowed a few more times, and choked with sobs, "Heavenly Demon, you are a good person. This humble one will enshrine your longevity tablet at home and pray for you daily, wishing you a long life..."

"Heavenly Demon, this humble one also has grievances! Niu Chaojie of the Iron Palm Gang forced this humble one's father to his death to snatch this humble one's ancestral jade..."

Among the constables, a branch master's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Heavenly Demon, sir, the Iron Palm Gang's Yan Shou took the eight acres of good land my family owned…"

"Heavenly Demon, sir…"

Whoosh!

More than a dozen people suddenly rushed out of the crowd, scrambling to get to Dug. Wang San, who had just stolen Dug's thunder, was once again ignored by everyone.

Dug's stats were soaring.

At the same time,

the Iron Palm Gang members were in a commotion, many of them taking off running.

Who wouldn't be scared?

Wang San was too ruthless. Running away might still offer a chance, but staying and being tortured by him was worse than death itself!

Seeing more and more people fleeing, Dug frowned slightly. "Qiu Feilong, catch them! If even one escapes, I'll chop off one of your father's fingers…"

"..." Qiu Feilong glared angrily at Dug, then snapped, "Feilong Guard! What are you standing around for? Catch them! If even one escapes, I'll chop off your fingers one by one."

Qiu Yuanlang sighed, watching the now-unhinged Qiu Feilong. He turned to Dug. "Feng Qi, what you're doing will cause big trouble."

"I know. When I decided to uphold justice, I already knew this would be the hardest path. But someone has to do it, don't they?" Dug looked at the chaotic crowd and smiled faintly. "I refuse to believe there are truly no good people in this world."

Qiu Yuanlang gave Dug a meaningful look, sighed softly, and said no more.

In the crowd,

people from the various major sects frowned as they watched the crazy Dug and Wang San.

A seven-bag elder from the Beggar Gang turned and instructed a beggar beside him, "Tiger, send someone to check if anyone in our gang has been taken over by the Heavenly Demon. This guy is too strange. Once you find them, control them first."

"Yes, Elder," the beggar replied, taking his leave.

"Old Tang, you must return to the main headquarters immediately and tell the gang leader what happened here." He then turned to another slightly older beggar, frowning. "I feel like times are changing."

The same scene unfolded among those from the Three Sects and Five Schools who had come to investigate the situation.

Dug claimed he wanted to uphold justice, but all they saw in him was madness, the uncontrollability of a Heavenly Demon…

That very day,

many people rode fast horses from Luyang City to all corners of the world, spreading the news.

Feng Zhong, his face hidden by a straw hat, squeezed into the crowd, a satirical smile on his face as he watched Dug and the other man hogging the limelight. "Two fools, oblivious even when death is at their doorstep. Do they really think they can eliminate everyone else just by relying on a few natives? But this is good, too. With you two drawing attention like a pair of lightbulbs, it saves me the trouble of running back and forth. Staying here in Luyang City, I can just sit back and reap the benefits. I can even add fuel to your fire, hehe! The one who laughs last is the true winner!"