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Zhao Ya had come late at night for two reasons: to rid the people of evil, and to raise some funds for buying exotic beast meat tomorrow.

He had already found out that the strongest person in the Black Snake Gang was their gang leader.

This so-called gang leader had actually started out as a street thug. Other than being born with great strength, he had no cultivation whatsoever.

Still, Zhao Ya did not dare let down his guard. That was why he had been planning in secret all along. Only today, after hearing from Tan Dong that there was a black market where exotic beast meat could be bought, did Zhao Ya decide to make his move.

Zhao Ya quietly arrived outside the courtyard wall, took out the prepared chicken legs laced with extra ingredients, and tossed them inside.

A commotion immediately arose in the courtyard as the vicious dogs fought over the food.

Zhao Ya silently counted in his heart. When he reached fifty, a series of thuds sounded from inside the courtyard.

Even then, Zhao Ya did not enter at once. He picked up a stone and threw it into the courtyard.

The rumbling sound of the stone rolling was exceptionally clear in the night. Other than that, there was no unusual movement.

Only then did Zhao Ya leap onto the wall. After carefully observing the area, he found that the rooms in the courtyard were mostly dark. Only the main room in the second courtyard at the back still flickered with candlelight.

Zhao Ya vaulted down from the wall and saw five or six vicious dogs sprawled on the ground, deeply unconscious.

He ignored them and began inspecting the rooms one by one.

Four or five Black Snake Gang members lived in the front courtyard. They were the gang's backbone and the gang leader's right-hand men.

Those men had drunk themselves into a stupor that night and were now snoring soundly.

Zhao Ya did not stand on ceremony. He sent them straight to the underworld in their sleep.

After snapping the last man's neck, Zhao Ya calmly walked out of the room without the slightest sense of guilt.

He knew very well that these men all had blood on their hands and had committed every kind of evil.

After killing them, Zhao Ya searched their bodies and found only a little over two taels of silver. He then followed the wall to the gate of the second courtyard.

The courtyard gate was ajar. Zhao Ya slipped inside, rushed to the window of the main room at great speed, and pressed his ear close to listen.

A man and woman inside were laughing and talking.

"Master, it's getting late. Aren't you going to rest?"

"Hehe, you little minx, are you asking to be taught another lesson? Wait until I finish this pot of wine, then I'll deal with you."

"Oh, Master, you're so bad!"

Outside the window, Zhao Ya frowned.

He had wanted to hear whether the Black Snake Gang's leader had any secrets, but instead got an earful of filthy talk.

Zhao Ya stopped waiting. He pulled the short blade from behind his waist and took out a packet of his homemade upgraded lime powder.

It contained not only finely ground quicklime, but also crushed chili powder. Both physical and mental attacks had been maxed out.

Then Zhao Ya flung open the window and threw the lime packet into the room.

With a bang, lime and chili powder scattered everywhere, instantly filling the room thickly.

"Who is it? Cough, cough, cough, cough!" The man inside coughed and roared.

Yet Zhao Ya did not enter. Instead, he stood quietly beside the window with his short blade in hand.

Sure enough, before long, someone kicked the window apart from inside, and a figure rushed out.

Fan Hao was both shocked and terrified.

He was shocked because he had no idea who had ambushed him in the middle of the night, much less used such a sinister method as quicklime.

He was terrified because there had been such a huge commotion here, yet the front courtyard had not made a sound. Forget people—even the dogs had not barked.

That unnatural silence was filled with ominous meaning.

Thus, after charging out of the room, Fan Hao did not even dare look back. He quickened his pace and fled madly outward.

But Zhao Ya had long been prepared. The moment the figure emerged, the short blade in his hand slashed down.

Although Zhao Ya had practiced blade techniques for only a short time, the vigorous blood and qi granted by his Bone Refinement completion gave him tremendous strength.

Even a simple chopping strike carried formidable power.

The blade flashed, and blood sprayed everywhere.

Fan Hao let out a muffled grunt, but his momentum did not slow in the slightest. Instead, he ran even faster.

But while he was fast, Zhao Ya was faster.

Zhao Ya took a step forward, clenched one hand into a fist, and struck from behind with Black Tiger Rips Out the Heart.

This was a move from the Five Tigers Fist. Zhao Ya had practiced it to perfection. Without even needing to think, he drove his fist at Fan Hao's back.

Fan Hao heard the fierce wind behind him and inwardly cried out in misery. He barely twisted aside, trying to dodge the punch.

But how could he possibly match Zhao Ya's speed?

With a dull thud, Zhao Ya's fist struck his shoulder squarely and shattered his shoulder blade.

At the same time, Zhao Ya raised his leg and kicked Fan Hao in the knee.

Fan Hao crashed to the ground with a thud.

Zhao Ya rushed forward and pressed the short blade directly against Fan Hao's throat.

"Don't move."

Fan Hao shuddered all over.

"I won't move, I won't move. Heroic sir, I absolutely won't move."

Only then, by the light spilling out from the room, did Fan Hao clearly see the person before him, and his heart skipped a beat.

The intruder was tall and powerfully built, his blood and qi vigorous. Though his face was covered by black cloth, his eyes shone with a frightening brightness. He was clearly a skilled martial artist.

Why would someone like this come after him?

Fan Hao could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

He had always kept a low profile. Before bullying anyone, he would carefully investigate them first, terrified of provoking someone powerful, influential, or skilled in martial arts.

But when he saw the short blade pressed to his throat, Fan Hao understood everything.

Xu San, you bastard, you got me killed!

"Heroic sir, there must be some misunderstanding between us. Did Xu San offend you? Let me tell you, I always taught them to behave honestly, but they refused to listen. Xu San deserves to die, but I'm innocent! Could you be magnanimous and spare my life?"

Fan Hao begged repeatedly, but Zhao Ya merely watched him coldly. Only after he finished did Zhao Ya speak in an icy voice.

"Where did you put the property the Black Snake Gang extorted?"

Fan Hao shivered violently.

So this killing god had not come for revenge, but for his meager wealth?

Fan Hao groaned inwardly, but he did not dare anger Zhao Ya. He could only say bitterly, "It's all in a hidden compartment under the bed."

"Get up and take me to it."

Zhao Ya would not blindly trust Fan Hao. What if he went to retrieve it himself and triggered a trap?

Besides martial arts, this world had all kinds of strange and unorthodox tricks. Zhao Ya had no intention of risking himself.

"But my leg is broken. I can't move at all!" Fan Hao said.

"Then crawl."

Zhao Ya naturally had not the slightest pity for someone like Fan Hao.

Left with no choice, Fan Hao could only shakily crawl into the room on his knees.

A woman was still lying on the floor inside. Judging by her condition, she had inhaled too much quicklime and had already suffocated to death.

Fan Hao crawled to the bed and opened the hidden compartment with extreme reluctance.

"Heroic sir, it's all here!"