Forty Unconfused

Qin Chen circled behind He Wu and stared at him.

Suddenly, Qin Chen struck, punching He Wu fiercely in the back.

A dull thud echoed, and the immense force even caused fine cracks to appear on the ground beneath He Wu.

"Hmm! He really is dead!"

Qin Chen shook his hand and said calmly.

He Wu: ???

No!

He's a person! They're even going to torment his corpse after he's dead!

This wasn't Qin Chen's fault for being cautious; wasn't that how novels were written?

Who knew if He Wu had some trick for feigning death?

If he had approached He Wu rashly, he might have been the one in danger.

Now that he was sure He Wu had died, there was no need for hesitation.

Qin Chen squatted down and reached into He Wu's pocket, only to pull out a handful of air.

Qin Chen instinctively kicked He Wu again.

This kick was purely out of annoyance, with no other reason.

He had originally wanted to see if He Wu still had the hormone he had injected earlier, so he could study it.

But He Wu didn't give him the chance.

After glancing at He Wu one last time, Qin Chen turned and walked towards his home.

In his current state, it was definitely not suitable for him to go eat pork hock anymore.

Otherwise, he would 100% be summoned to the Law Enforcement Bureau for a cup of tea.

He had no intention of reporting this matter to the Enforcers.

If He Wu had been an ordinary martial artist, and after being killed in a revenge killing and then counter-killed by him, he would have called the Enforcers to handle it.

But He Wu happened to be from the Crimson Tide.

He didn't want any connection to this organization, at least not yet.

It wouldn't be appropriate if this incident exposed him to this massive Heretic Organization.

A Body Tempering Third Layer and a Body Tempering Ninth Layer fought, but in the end, it was the Body Tempering Ninth Layer guy who died.

If they found out about this news, it would be obvious they would be finished just by thinking about it.

So it was better not to get himself involved in this matter.

As for why He Wu, someone from the Crimson Tide, died here?

That was something for those Enforcers to consider.

What could a Body Tempering Third Layer Small Fry like him possibly know?

Not long after, Qin Chen returned to his home, avoiding several places that would be under surveillance along the way.

As soon as he got home, the first thing he did was change out of his tattered, bloody clothes.

Under the powerful recovery effect of the Seven Injuries Fist, the granulation tissue in these claw marks was slowly wriggling and healing.

However, a few rounds of the Seven Injuries Fist were clearly not enough to fully heal all the injuries on his body.

Without hesitation, Qin Chen immediately continued to practice the Seven Injuries Fist on the spot...

A night passed quickly.

Dawn broke, and the morning glow emitted a faint light.

Many people had already set off from their homes one after another, ready to face a new day of toiling life.

Zhao Yong was a security guard in a residential community.

In theory, people in his line of work lived in the community directly.

Because he had to go to work very early.

But unfortunately, he had just received his salary yesterday, and with some spare money in hand, he naturally had some ideas.

And he was also at the age of Forty Unconfused.

Even at forty, he still couldn't resist temptation.

So he went to find his favorite Xiao Hong, and spent a wonderful night with Xiao Hong.

But after a night of tenderness, the bloody reality presented itself to him again.

He had to get up before dawn and rush back to the residential community.

Walking on the familiar road, Zhao Yong's eyes were slightly dazed, and he yawned from time to time.

No choice, he was already getting on in years, and he stayed up late last night doing something big, so it was no wonder he was sleepy.

Suddenly, he saw what looked like a 'person' lying on the ground ahead, covered in blood.

He froze for a moment, but quickly reacted, a smile appearing on his face.

"So I'm still dreaming!"

"Otherwise, why would I even see a zombie?"

The blood-colored figure lying on the ground looked almost identical to the zombies he had seen in movies.

How could such a person exist in reality?

Thinking this, Zhao Yong's expression immediately changed. He straightened his body, brought his feet together, and turned slightly to the side.

He looked like a master cultivator!

"Halt! In broad daylight, under the vast heavens, how dare you, monster, flaunt yourself!"

"Let this Poor Daoist capture you and act on behalf of heaven!"

As he spoke, Zhao Yong immediately charged forward. However, his eyes were unfocused, and he accidentally tripped over his left foot with his right.

A feeling of weightlessness washed over him as he hurtled towards the ground.

"Ah!!"

A piercing scream rang out. Zhao Yong immediately sat up, clutching his bleeding nose with his hand, his face contorted in pain.

How could this be?

I'm clearly dreaming, why does it hurt so much...

Suddenly, as if a jolt of electricity coursed through him, Zhao Yong's pupils contracted violently. He stiffly turned his head in a certain direction.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

"There's a ghost!!!"

"Sir! I honestly don't know what's going on!"

"I just wanted to go to work, and I saw this guy lying here on the road. I don't know anything about it!!"

Zhao Yong looked at a man in a black uniform standing before him with a wronged expression.

He was on the verge of tears!

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have gone to work today. He would have stayed with Xiao Hong all day and wouldn't have run into this mess!

At this moment, several people in black uniforms had gathered around Zhao Wu.

A woman, about twenty years old, wearing white gloves, was meticulously examining Zhao Wu's body.

After a while, she spoke:

"The deceased died from the backlash of injecting Blood Rage Potion twice, which he couldn't withstand!"

"Additionally, injuries from being struck were found on his chest and back. Preliminary judgment is that they were sustained during a fight!"

"Judging by his physical strength, the deceased's Realm before death should have been Body Tempering Fifth Layer!"

"A Body Tempering Fifth Layer martial artist, after injecting Blood Rage Potion twice, can boost their strength to approximately Body Tempering Ninth Layer!"

"Although this externally boosted Body Tempering Ninth Layer is significantly weaker than a true Body Tempering Ninth Layer, it's still stronger than a regular Body Tempering Eighth Layer!"

At this point, Li Yingxue's brows furrowed slightly.

Judging from the scene, the person who fought the deceased was definitely not weak, otherwise, the deceased wouldn't have been forced to inject Blood Rage Potion twice.

Moreover, no trace of anyone else was found at the scene, meaning the other person did not die.

Thinking this, Li Yingxue's gaze became incredibly sharp. She stood up and said coldly:

"Killing someone openly in the city, and not even disposing of the body!"

"This is a direct provocation to our Law Enforcement Bureau!"

"Such a ferocious and cunning villain must be apprehended and brought to..."

"Captain, come here and see what this is?!"

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the side...