Author: Long Baoyu

Zhao Lin suddenly realized that he had a very strong ability to fight more with less.

As soon as echolocation is turned on, a full-angle view is instantly formed in the mind, just like looking down from a high altitude, and the movements and postures of everyone around you are clearly visible.

"you……"

Wang Dazhao felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. What kind of monster was he facing?

Is the gap between sects and martial arts schools so big?

He couldn't help but retreat in his heart, and quietly gave his subordinate Li Pu a wink, asking him to go out and call for help.

Li Pu nodded slightly, took two steps back, turned around and ran out.

In order to attract Zhao Lin's attention, Wang Dazhao jumped up and struck with his sword.

Zhao Lin used the bent iron ruler to block it casually, took advantage of the situation to spin his body, took big steps, and was behind Li Pu in an instant.

The iron ruler fell, and Li Pu's brain exploded.

Zhao Lin kept walking and rushed towards Wang Dazhao's only remaining subordinate, Liu Mao.

Liu Mao had been frightened to death and lost all resistance. He begged for mercy: "Captain, please spare my life. I just..."

boom!

Another body fell.

"Captain Zhao, if you have something to say, please tell me..."

As Wang Dazhao spoke, he retreated to the side of the hall and glanced outside the door in surprise.

There is so much noise in the house, why hasn't anyone come in yet? Could it be that...

"Wang knows that he is wrong and should not inquire about your family affairs. But as the sun and the moon can tell, I have no other thoughts about you. It's just that someone paid me to do this."

Wang Dazhao defended himself, "For example, I am a knife seller in the market. It is none of my business if others buy the knife to kill people or chop melons and vegetables. Do you think this is the case?"

In fact, he knew that no matter what he said, Zhao Lin would never let him go. This was just to delay time.

Wang Dazhao has been wandering around the world for many years, and it is impossible to survive until now without some means of survival.

There is a hidden mechanism in this hall. Once the mechanism is opened, the ground will collapse, and if a person falls, he will be stabbed to death by the spikes below.

At the same time, crossbow arrows are fired from the walls on both sides, and even Qi realm masters will be shot into hedgehogs.

"You are quite good at finding excuses. Do you believe this?"

Zhao Lin smiled noncommittally, threw away the iron ruler, picked up the wrought copper stick on the ground, and waved it, feeling that it was quite handy.

Wang Dazhao pretended not to see it and continued: "If Capt. Zhao feels angry, I can spend money to compensate him."

"No matter how big the amount is, as long as you ask for it, I will give it to you even if you want to sell it!"

As he spoke, he moved silently to the weapons rack by the wall.

The mechanism is behind the weapons rack.

"Oh, how much money is Gang Leader Wang willing to pay to redeem his life?"

Zhao Lin stared at Wang Dazhao's every move and had no intention of stepping forward.

A battle of life and death is not a martial arts competition, and any means can be used.

I can rely on sneak attacks to defeat the strong and weak and kill the ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong, and others can also use whatever means necessary.

These martial arts figures may be mediocre in terms of martial arts, but their scheming skills are quite powerful. Now that you are on someone else's territory, you must be careful.

Wang Dazhao's eyes wandered, so he must have something to rely on.

Zhao Lin was not sure what the other party's means of saving his life was, so he observed secretly while talking.

A gust of cool breeze passed through the hall, and the candlelight flickered in the hall, reflecting the uncertainty on the two people's faces.

"Haha, how about ten thousand taels?"

Wang Dazhao raised one hand and placed it on the weapon stand as if nothing happened.

"Not enough." Zhao Lin slowly shook his head.

Wang Dazhao gritted his teeth and made another offer: "Thirty thousand taels!"

Zhao Lin snorted softly, "Gang Leader Wang is willing to do so."

"Of course, money is important, but life is even more important."

Wang Dazhao licked his lips.

"Still not enough!"

While Zhao Lin was speaking, he suddenly grabbed the body of the dead guard and threw it over with a "whoosh".

Wang Dazhao shouted sharply, raised his knife to face the corpse and chopped it down.

Before he could catch his breath, Zhao Lin threw the chair over again.

With a "click", Wang Dazhao smashed the chair into pieces with his knife.

Zhao Lin saw that he still refused to move, so he took out his iron ax, aimed in the direction, and threw it with all his strength.

The flying ax rolled rapidly in the air, making a harsh buzz. Wang Dazhao knew that he couldn't stop it with the knife in his hand, so he had to move aside.

Zhao Lin moved like a rabbit, running two steps quickly, slamming his feet on the ground, leaping high into the air, flying over a distance of several feet, feeling like it was blocking out the sky and the sun.

The cooked copper rod drew an arc on his side and struck down with the force of thunder.

Wang Dazhao felt despair in his heart and raised the knife with both hands.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Wang Dazhao's eyes were filled with stars, and he seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking in his ears. His mouth was sticky, and a fishy-sweet taste filled his mouth.

He looked down and saw a large dent in his chest. He sat weakly along the wall on the ground and breathed out the last breath of his life with difficulty.

Zhao Lin kicked him away and walked to where he was standing just now. He saw something like a doorknob on the wall behind the weapons rack.

"Trap or poison arrow?"

Although I was curious, I thought about it and finally didn’t press it.

After glancing at the corpses on the ground, Zhao Lin picked up his ax and iron ruler, and took the cooked copper rod with him. This thing is heavy and hard, and is easier to use in close combat than the iron ruler.

He felt around the deceased's body and found some money bills and silver taels. A rough calculation estimated that the number was about two hundred taels, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Just less than a year ago, I was still struggling to survive just by eating. Now that I have so much money, I don't think it matters much.

Zhao Lin looked around the hall again and strode away.

Although so many people died, it was still within his own jurisdiction, but Zhao Lin was not worried about trouble.

When a gang member dies, they usually don't contact the government, and even if they do, they won't take any notice.

Now that you have joined the underworld, you will lose your identity in the white world. You will have a destiny in life and death. Don't expect to be protected by the government anymore.

To choose this line of work, you must have this kind of awareness.

The night was slightly cool, and Zhao Lin glanced towards the north of the city.

There is also the Shuilong Gang. Anyone who endangers the lives of himself and his family will not be allowed to stay.

But today is not the time to take action.

The Shuilong Gang was not in Dongcheng, and he didn't know much about it. It would be unwise to rush forward without knowing the opponent's strength.

When Zhao Lin returned to the Yamen, Liang Song had already fallen asleep. He turned over when he heard the noise and muttered, "Why are you going so late?"

"It's okay, just go to sleep." Zhao Lin replied casually.

"Hey, why do you smell of blood?"

Liang Song sat up and said anxiously: "You're not going to kill Hu Hu, are you? Why don't you take me with you?"

Zhao Lin shook his head calmly, "It's not a beard, but it should be soon."

"Be sure to take me with you then."

"Um."

Liang Song nodded with satisfaction and fell asleep.

After a while, a slight snore sounded in the police room.
Chapter completed!