Warriors

He reached the outside of the courtyard without a hitch. A faint light seeped through.

Qin Fang cocked his head and listened, but heard nothing.

Then he began surveying the area. Before long, his eyes narrowed slightly... This courtyard was much larger than his own, and its walls were high—over three meters. They even had overhanging eaves, so there was no way he could climb straight up.

Fortunately, the courtyard walls in this alley were connected. Wang Long's walls were high, but several of the neighbors' walls were lower.

There were even some odds and ends piled outside.

Qin Fang was remarkably quick to act. After taking a look and planning a route, he got moving.

He first went to a relatively low wall, climbed up using the clutter outside, then carefully made his way along the top toward Wang Long's courtyard.

It wasn't easy... The wall was narrow, and it had rained a couple of days ago, leaving it slick.

Qin Fang crept along carefully, afraid to make too much noise and alert Wang Long. It took him a good ten minutes to finally reach the top of Wang Long's wall.

Wang Long's wall was much sturdier. Qin Fang let out a long, quiet breath.

Then his brows furrowed slightly...

He couldn't help using his left hand as he climbed, and naturally ended up touching his left index finger. Now it was throbbing with pain.

But the pain only strengthened Qin Fang's resolve to kill Wang Long.

If this man didn't die, Qin Fang might be the one who died tomorrow.

His gaze grew even more icy as he leaned halfway into the courtyard and observed it carefully.

The courtyard was large, a good ten meters square, with a tiled house at the back... It was much bigger than the house his master had given him, too.

One of the rooms was lit, but the windows were shut tight, making it impossible to see inside.

After studying the place, Qin Fang let out a quiet breath and eased most of his body into the courtyard.

Then he turned around, gripped the eaves with both hands, and slowly lowered himself.

Throughout the process, pain continued to stab through his left hand.

His face went deathly pale, but he held on.

If he jumped straight down, the noise would surely be loud enough to alert Wang Long.

Wang Long was a big, burly man with a powerful build. Qin Fang had been close to him that day, and when Wang Long had gripped his finger, Qin Fang had easily felt the tremendous strength in his hand.

Wang Long might not have been a Bright Force martial artist... but he was certainly far stronger than Qin Fang, half an invalid as he was.

If he alerted Wang Long and they fought head-on, there would be no question of killing him... Qin Fang would most likely be the one to die.

Only when his legs were almost touching the ground did Qin Fang finally let go.

Thud...

A sound so faint it was barely audible rang out. As soon as he landed, Qin Fang sat down hard on the ground.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, cold sweat streaming down his face, and his left hand trembled uncontrollably.

But he stayed calm. Reaching into his clothes, he took out a Flying Dart and stared at the house.

Nothing happened for a long while. He silently breathed a sigh of relief, realizing Wang Long hadn't heard him. Only then did he slowly get up and cautiously approach the lit window.

Qin Fang moved very carefully, keeping an eye on the ground... He didn't want to step on some stray branch and make a noise, ruining everything at the last moment.

Fortunately, the courtyard was swept clean. He soon reached the window frame.

Then he heard a series of hurried gasps coming from inside.

Qin Fang froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes...

They had the light on. So they were in the middle of that?

Right, Scar-Head Li had said this was the home of Wang Long's kept woman.

Thinking this, he looked up at the window. It was covered with white paper. After figuring out where the sounds were coming from, he carefully moved to the very edge of the frame, dabbed a little saliva on it, and poked a small hole in the paper.

Then he peered through the hole...

He saw a room with a square table in it. An oil lamp was burning on the table.

Beyond the table stood a bed. A figure as huge as a mountain of flesh was moving atop it...

Qin Fang narrowed his eyes.

So it really was him?

Hmph. This was perfect...

The moment after release was when a person was most relaxed.

Qin Fang's gaze remained calm as he waited patiently.

He studied the man's face. Though he could only see him in profile, Wang Long's face, covered in layers of fat, was so distinctive that Qin Fang recognized him at once... It was Wang Long.

As for the woman, Wang Long blocked most of her, so Qin Fang couldn't see her clearly.

But judging by her figure, she probably wasn't ugly.

Qin Fang didn't strike right away. Instead, he waited coldly.

He didn't have to wait long.

"My lord, I can't go on..."

The woman's voice rang out like kindling on a fire, turning Wang Long's face red.

His breathing suddenly grew ragged, and his movements quickened.

The woman's gasps became harder and harder to suppress.

Outside the window, Qin Fang gripped the Flying Dart and waited calmly.

At last, a muffled groan rang out, and the two figures stiffened almost simultaneously.

At that instant, a cold glint flashed in Qin Fang's eyes. Without a moment's hesitation, he let the Flying Dart fly!

The bed wasn't far from the window.

And Qin Fang had practiced the wrist-flicking throw until it was second nature.

Whoosh!

The faint hiss of the dart cutting through the air was almost inaudible to the man and woman in the throes of their afterglow.

Then, in the next instant...

The Flying Dart became a white speck and struck Wang Long squarely in the back of the head!

Thwack!

Wang Long, who had been basking in the afterglow, suddenly went rigid and his eyes flew wide open.

But then, an unexpected turn of events made Qin Fang's heart jolt.

Wang Long actually turned around in an instant.

His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Who's there?!"

In the next moment, Wang Long's body sprang upright and lunged straight at the window!

Qin Fang's heart leaped in shock. He wasn't dead?

He took a quick glance and immediately understood!

...The dart thrown with the finger-flick and wrist-twist technique clearly didn't have as much force behind it as a full wrist-flick.

The dart hadn't pierced straight through the back of Wang Long's head and into his brain. Instead, his muscles had caught it!

And now he still had enough strength to fight back?!

What kind of monstrous physique was this?!

Qin Fang was shocked, but he stayed calm. As Wang Long lunged, Qin Fang quickly retreated. With a crash, Wang Long's naked figure burst straight through the window.

Wang Long was completely naked, a Flying Dart sticking out of the back of his head, his back soaked in blood.

Yet he hadn't lost the ability to move. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a wounded beast!

Qin Fang barely had time to think. The instant Wang Long burst through the window, he hurled another Flying Dart!

"Ah!!"

A scream rang out. Wang Long stumbled as he came charging out, then clapped a hand over his right eye.

A closer look showed that the dart had struck him right in the eye!

Blood immediately poured out.

Qin Fang calmly kept backing away. Wang Long's right eye was ruined, and his remaining left eye held a look of shock and terror. After scanning the area, it landed on Qin Fang.

The instant he saw Qin Fang, his face twisted in disbelief.

He was both shocked and furious!

"It's you?!"