I Swear I'll Blow Your Dog Head Apart with One Arrow

About ten minutes later.

After walking down a broad street, Lu Chuan turned into a side alley. Compared to the main street outside, the roads in this residential area were narrow and dark.

Old apartment buildings towered on both sides, packed one against another.

Following the dark, damp alley all the way to its end, he saw a thirty-two-story building. Its outer walls had already peeled and cracked.

No one knew when this building might collapse.

Yet hundreds of households lived inside this dangerous building.

In fact, such conditions were not uncommon in the Outer City. Some places were even worse than this.

"Xiaochuan, you're finally back! Hurry home and take a look! Yang Zuo from the Fierce Tiger Gang went to your house..."

"Young Yang just went upstairs, less than five minutes ago..."

"Yang Zuo..."

Lu Chuan's face turned cold, a vicious glint flashing through his eyes. With a sudden burst, he charged toward the 21st Floor.

He did not take the elevator.

There were hundreds of households in the entire building but only two elevators. His home was on the 21st Floor; waiting for the elevator to go up and down would waste too much time.

In fact, ever since he had begun practicing Five Elements Stance Training, he had rarely taken the elevator. He always climbed the stairs going up or down.

Normally, climbing twenty-one floors took around three minutes.

But today, in less than a minute, he had reached the door of his home on the 21st Floor.

The door stood wide open. He saw three young men blocking the entrance, with the leader speaking to a woman in a threatening tone.

"Auntie, don't blame me for not warning you. That money Uncle Lu borrowed is about to come due, and principal plus interest comes to one hundred and twenty thousand. Now that Uncle Lu has gone missing, with your family's current situation, can you even come up with one hundred and twenty thousand?"

After a brief pause, the young man sneered. "Take my advice and let little Wangshu follow our Hall Master. Not only can she help your family repay its debt, she can also have a way out."

"From then on, she'll eat the finest food and drink the strongest liquor."

"Why not have the best of both worlds..."

"Eat your uncle! Yang Zuo, are you courting death?! You've set your sights on my Sister? Who gave you the nerve..."

Having just reached the floor, Lu Chuan heard those words and flew into a rage, letting out a thunderous roar.

His voice was like a tiger's roar, making all three young men shudder.

"Lu Chuan, you little bastard!"

The three turned around and saw that it was Lu Chuan. Their anger instantly surged. One of them raised his voice in a Stern Voice, "You little bastard, your wings have grown hard. You dare mouth off in front of us? Do you believe that—"

Before he could finish, his voice abruptly cut off.

Because Lu Chuan had already taken the Longbow from his back.

He nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and aimed it straight at the man.

Lu Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, like a Fierce Tiger choosing someone to devour. Gritting his teeth, he said coldly, "Go on... say that again. Let's see whether this arrow can shoot through that dog head of yours..."

That bone-piercing voice, coupled with the arrowhead still stained with beast blood, made people shudder.

At that moment, Yang Zuo and the other two fell silent, not daring to make the slightest move.

"Xiaochuan... what are you doing? Put down the bow and arrow, now."

The woman at the door was Lu Chuan's biological Mother, Liang Ya. Her face changed drastically as she immediately shouted at him.

"Mother... go back inside first. Don't interfere in this."

Lu Chuan shook his head slightly, then looked at the leader of the three young men and said coldly, "Yang Zuo, are you even human?"

"My Sister isn't even ten years old yet, and you're actually setting your sights on her."

"No matter what, you grew up in this neighborhood. Why do you have to take things this far?"

"Lu Chuan, don't get worked up. I'm doing this for your family's own good. Sending little Wangshu to the Hall Master would benefit both you and her..."

Yang Zuo gave a chuckle. "Our Hall Master has already said that he likes little Wangshu very much and can recognize her as his goddaughter."

"And he's willing to give your family three hundred thousand as compensation. By then..."

"Get lost!"

Before Yang Zuo could finish, Lu Chuan had already drawn his Longbow into a full moon and aimed it at Yang Zuo. "I'll give you one minute to disappear immediately. Otherwise, don't blame my bow and arrow for having no eyes..."

"Lu Chuan, don't be too arrogant. There are three of us and only one of you. Do you think you stand a chance?" Yang Zuo's face immediately turned Gloomy as Water as he barked in a Stern Voice.

"You can try!"

Lu Chuan sneered. "One minute. I'm starting the count now. If you don't leave, I guarantee I'll blow your dog head apart with one arrow."

"59... 58... 57..."

As he spoke, Lu Chuan began counting, his gaze growing sharper and sharper, like a bloodthirsty Fierce Tiger.

A faint Sha Qi radiated from his body, making Yang Zuo and the other two turn pale and shudder all over.

Over the past year, he had hunted in the Wilderness year-round. Naturally, he had become tainted with Sha Qi.

And today, his Archery had reached perfection, his physique had transformed, and his physical strength had surpassed eight hundred jin. He was on the verge of cultivating Internal Strength and becoming a true Martial Artist.

That Momentum was naturally even stronger. How could Yang Zuo and these three little lackeys from the Fierce Tiger Gang possibly withstand it?

"Good, very good... Lu Chuan, you're ruthless."

Yang Zuo's expression shifted uncertainly as he gritted his teeth and growled, "But don't celebrate too soon. Your family's loan is about to come due. When you can't repay it, let's see what you do..."

"29... 28..."

Lu Chuan did not respond at all. He simply kept counting, the Sha Qi in his eyes growing even heavier.

"Let's go..."

Grinding his teeth, Yang Zuo finally could not endure any longer. With a wave of his hand, he led his two underlings downstairs in disgrace.

"Whew..."

Only after the three had left did Lu Chuan exhale a mouthful of turbid air and lower his bow and arrow, though his face remained Gloomy as Water.

This matter was not over.

He knew Yang Zuo too well. They had grown up together, and Yang Zuo had been vicious and ruthless since childhood.

Later, after growing up, Yang Zuo joined the Fierce Tiger Gang, relying on his eye-for-an-eye nature and vicious ruthlessness.

He had attached himself to a Hall Master in the Fierce Tiger Gang and become a minor leader.

Over the years, he had grown increasingly arrogant and domineering.

Today, he had suffered a loss and been slapped in the face. He definitely would not let this go.

"Everything comes down to strength. If I were already a Martial Artist today, even if I killed these three little bastards, the Fierce Tiger Gang wouldn't dare say a word."

Lu Chuan gritted his teeth and thought to himself, I must cultivate Internal Strength as soon as possible and become a true Martial Artist.

Whether it's the debt Father borrowed before he disappeared or Yang Zuo setting his sights on my Sister...

As long as I become a Martial Artist, everything will be solved as easily as splitting bamboo.

I won't go hunting for the next few days. I'll stay home and focus on cultivating Five Elements Stance Training. Once I perfect Five Elements Stance Training, I'll definitely cultivate Internal Strength and reach rank in martial arts...

Lu Chuan immediately formed a plan in his heart. Yet he smiled slightly and asked Liang Ya, who stood behind the door with a worried expression, "Mother, where's little Sister?"

"She's in her room. Yang Zuo and the others scared her when they came just now." Liang Ya shook her head slightly, her face full of worry. "Xiaochuan, Yang Zuo may be no good, but what he said was right."

"Before your Father disappeared, he borrowed a large sum of money. It's about to come due, and if we can't repay it... perhaps we should let Wangshu..."

"Mother, don't mention this again."

Lu Chuan immediately waved his hand, cutting Liang Ya off. "Little Sister isn't going anywhere. She's staying at home."

"As for the money, you don't need to worry. I have my own way of solving it."

With that, Lu Chuan carried his bow and arrow and strode into the house.

There were still ten days until the debt came due. Within those ten days, he had to cultivate Internal Strength, reach rank in martial arts, and become a true Martial Artist.