Clean Up

Hengguang Garden.

Today was the seventh day after the Jin Family's deaths.

Although the murderer had yet to be brought to justice, the necessary procedures were still underway.

And today was an especially important day for the Jin Family.

Because it was the day Madam Jin and Jin Haoxuan would be laid to rest.

For this reason, Liu Zhengcun, chief procurator of the Guangzhou City Local Procuratorate, had made preparations early that morning. Dressed in black, his expression solemn, he left his home and took the elevator down to the basement.

As a local government official, he still had to maintain some semblance of propriety.

His residence was part of the procuratorate's family housing compound, not a sprawling manor villa like those owned by Han Shan and Jin Guangming.

Though with his wealth, buying villas and estates would have been effortless—and the villas and property deeds under the names of several of his relatives could not be counted on two hands—such assets were ultimately not suitable for public display.

He could only wait until retirement, or go to another major city, before bringing them out and enjoying them properly.

When the elevator reached the first basement level, his driver and bodyguard had already brought the car around and were waiting.

Having received word in advance, the man swiftly got out and stepped forward, accompanying Liu Zhengcun toward the sedan.

But just as they reached the car and were about to board the sedan, worth only a few hundred thousand, the bodyguard caught sight of a figure appearing around a corner over twenty meters away.

And the instant that figure appeared...

A guitar case was tossed aside, and a Sharp Sword sprang from within, hurtling high into the air ahead.

That suddenly appearing figure also seemed to launch forward like a fired projectile.

Leaning forward, stepping out, accelerating, charging!

From stillness to motion, swift as rolling thunder!

"Third Uncle, watch out!"

"Li ChunJun!?"

The bodyguard and Liu Zhengcun cried out at the same time.

Liu Zhengcun, in particular, recognized the identity of the sudden arrival at once.

Li ChunJun!

It was actually Li ChunJun—the chief culprit behind the murders of Shen Zhengxian, Sun Yongxing, Madam Jin, and Jin Haoxuan, the man responsible for fifty-nine major homicide cases across Guangzhou City!

At this very moment, he was being hunted by every top force in Guangzhou City. Instead of hiding in remote mountains and ancient forests under an assumed name, he actually dared to show up on procuratorate territory!?

"Whoosh!"

While the bodyguard and Liu Zhengcun were still reeling in horror, Li ChunJun had already burst into a sprint. In just three steps, he launched into the air, swept out an empty hand, and fiercely caught the Sharp Sword that had sprung from the guitar case and was now falling.

Before even landing, his entire body spun three hundred and sixty degrees. As his body twisted, power surged through him in layers, finally pouring into his arm.

More precisely, the arm holding the falling sword.

Carried by the momentum of his spinning body, the Sharp Sword was hurled with all his strength. It shot through the air at a speed no less than a bullet, ripping open the void with a shrill whistle as it pierced through the arm of the bodyguard over ten meters away, who stood in front of Liu Zhengcun and had just been about to draw his gun.

Yes, a gun!

As the chief procurator of Guangzhou City, Liu Zhengcun's bodyguard did not have authorization to carry a firearm.

But that did not mean he could not get one.

Knowing full well that a vicious criminal like Li ChunJun—someone bold enough to kill even Madam Jin and the others—was still at large in Guangzhou City, and knowing that he had skipped procedure and personally pushed for the rapid issuance of the Wanted Order to curry favor with the Jin Family, how could he possibly relax his protection of his own safety? Several days ago, he had procured a gun for his bodyguard.

A specially modified pistol, at that!

Compact, easy to carry, yet terrifyingly powerful.

Unfortunately...

The gun was interrupted before it could ever show its worth.

As the bodyguard's arm was pierced through midair by the thrown Sharp Sword, the agonizing pain made him lose his grip on the pistol, which fell to the ground.

Liu Zhengcun's pupils constricted sharply as he came back to his senses.

Thinking of how this was a criminal who could even fight Sun Yongxing to the death, he immediately lunged for the gun on the ground.

But at that moment, Li ChunJun, charging like a hunting leopard, had already crossed the remaining distance between them in a flash. When only three or four meters remained, he leapt into the air again, rushing forward with a kick that shot upward toward Liu Zhengcun's chin.

Had that kick connected, it might have shattered both his upper and lower jaws in one blow.

Yet Liu Zhengcun had risen to the position of chief procurator of the Guangzhou City Local Procuratorate because he had once been a ruthless man who dared to fight and risk his life. His martial cultivation had reached the realm of Inner Strength Minor Accomplishment.

Though in recent years he had occupied a high position, where a single command would have countless people handle matters for him, and he rarely needed to fight anyone himself, the rich experience he had accumulated in the past and his sharp reactions in the face of mortal danger still allowed him to respond instantly.

He retreated explosively at once, channeling strength into his palms as he stacked both hands together and slammed them down toward Li ChunJun's incoming right leg.

He intended to break the kick while Li ChunJun was suspended in the air with nowhere to borrow force from, unbalance him, then pursue the attack—turning defense into offense and reversing heaven and earth.

However, he had clearly misjudged the force contained in Li ChunJun's flying kick.

The astonishing physique granted by Level 7 Life Enhancement, channeled through the sinews, bones, and force of Outer Refinement Great Accomplishment, instantly shattered the defense of Liu Zhengcun's pressed-together palms.

The violent power knocked his hands flying apart. As his guard opened wide, the kick's remaining force continued toward the chin of this Inner Strength martial artist.

Danger!

At the very line between life and death, Liu Zhengcun reacted with extreme speed. At the last possible instant, he threw his head back, allowing Li ChunJun's flying kick to pass just beneath the tip of his chin, its fierce wind nearly scraping his skin.

However, before Liu Zhengcun could even catch his breath from escaping that peril, the raised right leg that had kicked into empty air immediately transformed into a lifted battle-axe, crashing down with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

That axe-like kick landed squarely on the chest of Liu Zhengcun's retreating, backward-leaning body.

Bang!

Crack!

The violent force instantly split apart who knew how many ribs in his chest.

Liu Zhengcun's chest caved in, and his body flew backward like a tattered sack. Before he even hit the ground, bright red blood burst from his mouth.

At the same time, Li ChunJun landed, yet he erupted forward again without the slightest pause.

Like an arrow launched from the bowstring, he instantly pursued Liu Zhengcun's flying body.

But this time, his target was not Liu Zhengcun himself.

It was the bodyguard, who was reaching for the gun with his other hand.

Pouncing forward to kill, he chopped down with both palms toward the bodyguard's head.

This bodyguard's strength was not inferior to Sun Yongxing's.

It was only because he had initially been focused on shielding Liu Zhengcun, and because he had never expected the full-speed charging Li ChunJun to suddenly throw his Sharp Sword, that his arm had been pierced through.

Now, faced with Li ChunJun's twin palms chopping down at him, he raised an arm and precisely blocked the palm force head-on.

The instant their strength collided, the bodyguard—who had studied Li ChunJun's abilities and believed he could block this strike—changed expression.

After several days of learning swordsmanship, Li ChunJun had already understood that techniques could be real or feigned, and that force should not always travel in a straight line.

The downward-chopping palm was thunderous and overwhelming, striking the bodyguard so hard that his body shook violently and stumbled back again and again, his defense nearly collapsing. Yet the other palm was as light as nothing, slipping past the bodyguard's blocking arm and darting out like lightning.

These two chopping palms were one feint and one real strike.

The real palm clashed head-on, jolting the bodyguard's body and restraining the eruption of his strength. The feint palm rapidly changed, driving straight in and gripping with flawless precision the hilt of the sword still embedded in the bodyguard's other arm, which he had not yet had time to pull out!

The next moment, power erupted!

Rrip!

Aah!

Flying flesh and a shrill scream rang through the basement at the same time.

Gripping the hilt, Li ChunJun gave a savage pull, brutally tearing the lower half of the bodyguard's entire right arm nearly in two.

The ulna within was ground clean through by the sword's sharp edge in that pull!

Under such injuries, even though the bodyguard was in his prime and had been in peak condition, the pain—nearly beyond the limits of what a human body could endure—still forced a scream from him.

His face, which had not changed color even when his arm was pierced through, turned deathly pale.

"Whoosh!"

As Li ChunJun brutally "pulled" the Sharp Sword out of the bodyguard's arm, plunging his entire body into unbearable agony, the blade flashed.

With a sword stroke like drawing a blade to sever flowing water, it tore through the bodyguard's throat in a lightning flash.

The screams...

Stopped abruptly!