darknovel Chapter 10 Don't Mess with This Young Man, His Fists Can Break the Sea
Chapter 10 Don't Mess with This Young Man, His Fists Can Break the Sea
Without using the energy-consuming "Seven Limits," Yang Qian transformed into a ruthless killing machine solely through his perfected "Eternal Spring Skill" internal energy and formidable physical prowess.
"puff!"
With a single punch, a soldier's chest caved in, and he flew backward.
"Snap!"
With one kick, another soldier's neck was broken.
Sometimes he would point his fingers like a sword, piercing the enemy's throat; other times he would turn his palm into a knife, splitting open the skull.
Each move is simple and direct, yet highly effective and deadly!
The city guards' formation was as fragile as a sheet of paper in front of Yang Qian.
Their spears couldn't even touch the hem of Yang Qian's clothes.
This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre!
Screams rose and fell, and blood stained the ground of the dilapidated temple.
In just a minute or two, more than twenty city guards were slaughtered by Yang Qian, and not one of them was able to escape from the temple gate!
Apart from Yang Qian, only three people remained alive in the entire dilapidated temple.
Qian Si leaned against the cold pillar, the excruciating pain in his chest making each breath feel like being cut by a knife.
But he paid no attention to the injury; his entire mind was captivated by the demon-like youth before him.
Corpses littered the ground, thick blood, broken weapons... This scene, resembling hell on earth, should have filled him, a man who licked blood from the edge of a knife, with fear, but he did not.
He felt only a tremor from the depths of his soul, and a trace of morbid fanaticism.
too strong!
This is a power that ordinary people cannot possess.
The arrogant Li Wei, a master of the fifth level of the Acquired Realm, who had been a local tyrant in Qixia Town for so many years, couldn't even withstand two moves from this young man!
First move: Sever arm!
The second move: Discard your skills!
That overwhelming and domineering manner was deeply imprinted in Qian Si's mind.
He originally thought that he had been patient and cunning for many years, and that his strength had reached the second level of the acquired realm.
Taking advantage of Wang Hu's death and the city guards' arrival, he pulled off a risky scheme: first killing Zhao Er, then using the city guards to eliminate his rivals, and finally taking control of the Black Tiger Gang. What a brilliant plan!
But now it seems that my little bit of cleverness was a joke in the face of this boy's absolute power.
Any conspiracy or scheme seems so pale and powerless in the face of a force that can blow you apart with a single punch.
He watched as the boy stepped through the sticky blood, walking towards Li Wei, who was already terrified and had wet himself.
"No...don't kill me...my father is the clerk in the prefect's office..."
To Qian Si, Li Wei's pleas for mercy and threats sounded utterly ridiculous.
This young man killed Wang Hu and six others without even blinking, so why would he care about a clerk in the prefectural governor's office who was far away?
really.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud, like a watermelon being crushed.
Li Wei's head is gone.
Qian Si's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart clenched violently.
Ruthless! Absolutely ruthless!
This is no longer just being decisive and ruthless; this is treating human life like dirt!
He didn't kill an ordinary person, but a high-ranking official of the imperial court, a captain of the city guards!
This is rebellion!
Qian Si's breathing became rapid. He watched as the boy finished doing all this, then slowly turned around, his calm, unwavering eyes falling on him.
This is the last one.
Qian Si felt a chill in his heart. He knew he had seen things he shouldn't have seen and that there was no way out for him.
He struggled to stand up straight, wanting to die with dignity.
"Amazing...truly amazing!"
He laughed hoarsely, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth:
"I, Qian Si, am convinced!"
He looked at Yang Qian, his eyes showing no pleading, only a resigned acceptance of his fate.
"Your name is Qian Si?"
Yang Qian looked at him, his voice so calm it betrayed no emotion:
Why did you kill Zhao Er?
Qian Si was taken aback, not expecting the other party to ask this question.
He gave a bitter smile and said self-deprecatingly:
"That idiot only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun with Wang Hu, and bully women. The Black Tiger Gang will be finished sooner or later in his hands! I've wanted to take his place for a long time! Unfortunately... I met you."
He paused, looking at Yang Qian with a complicated expression:
"I admit defeat because I'm not as skilled. Kill me or do whatever you want with me!"
After saying that, Qian Si closed his eyes, stiffened his neck, and looked like he was about to be executed.
He was prepared to die.
However, the expected thunderous strike did not come.
After a moment of silence, a small, cold porcelain bottle was thrown at his feet with a crisp "clink".
Qian Si suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the porcelain bottle with confusion, then at Yang Qian.
"This is wound medicine. If you want to live, apply it yourself."
Yang Qian's voice came through.
What?
Qian Si's mind went completely blank for a moment.
You won't kill me?
Why didn't he kill me?
I saw all his secrets. I saw him kill Li Wei and slaughter the entire city guard squad. If this gets out, it will be a catastrophic disaster that leads to the confiscation of property and the extermination of the entire clan!
Keeping me around is like keeping a huge hidden danger!
What exactly does he want to do?
Countless thoughts flashed wildly through Qian Si's mind; he couldn't understand it, he just couldn't understand it at all.
"You...you're not going to kill me?"
He asked incredulously in a hoarse voice.
Yang Qian looked down at him, his gaze as if he were looking at a tool or an object rather than a living person.
"I need someone to take over Qixia Town, dispose of these corpses, and settle everything."
Yang Qian's voice was devoid of any emotion, yet it struck Qian Si's heart like a heavy hammer.
Qian Si understood instantly.
It's not that he doesn't want to kill me, but that he feels I still have value to him!
He needs a proxy, a puppet who stands in the open and handles all the dirty and tiring work for him!
And he himself, the "madman" who had just personally killed the second-in-command of the Black Tiger Gang and fought a bloody battle with the city guards, was undoubtedly the best candidate.
As long as you nod, you can survive.
Not only will they survive, but they will also get everything they've always dreamed of!
I will control the Black Tiger Gang, no, the entire underworld of Qixia Town!
The price to pay is to become like this boy before you...
"Would you be my dog?"
Yang Qian's cold words confirmed Qian Si's final guess.
dog!
This word is full of insults.
Qian Si clenched his fists unconsciously. He was an ambitious and dignified man, how could he be willing to be someone else's dog?
However, when he raised his head and met Yang Qian's deep and indifferent eyes, all his resentment and anger were instantly extinguished by a bone-chilling cold.
He saw no hint of jest in those eyes, only absolute control and unquestionable authority.