Chapter 8

The notorious beauty, for whom several ruffians were infatuated, was now in a precarious situation; however, Wang Zhuang, with his renowned might and righteous hatred, deterred anyone from even glancing at her when he was around.

Now, finally, things were good. That bastard Wang Zhuang was finally dead.

He died on the battlefield.

Good riddance!

Moreover, this grand memorial ceremony proved that the recent state of alarm had passed; the spies had been caught and executed, marking the end of the turmoil.

The ruffians immediately became more active in their thoughts.

The old man was so enraged that his whole body trembled, his eyes bloodshot with fury: "Do you have any sense of shame, any conscience? Wang Zhuang fought for the country, his body not yet cold, and you dare to bully his widow at such a time! Wang Bao, may you die a thousand deaths!"

Wang Bao sneered, his tongue licking his upper lip as he coldly replied, "Whether I die a thousand deaths or not is none of your concern, old Jia. As for Wang Zhuang... he's already truly dead. Old Jia, I warn you, if you don't move, I'll beat you too!"

He charged forward, reaching out to touch Juan'er's face, his voice sinister: "Juan'er, what good did it do you to marry that poor man Wang Zhuang? Now, he's not only poor but also dead... If you had submitted to me earlier, none of this would have happened. These past few years, I've had feelings for you..."

Juan'er looked at Wang Bao with intense hatred, gritting her teeth: "Wang Bao, may you die a thousand deaths!"

Wang Bao sneered again: "I couldn't touch you before, but now... I'll die a thousand deaths? Tonight, I'll make you die of pleasure!"

As he let out a strange laugh,

Suddenly,

A deep voice from the shadows said, "Wang Bao, tonight, I'll make you die of pleasure!"

With these words, Yun Yang, dressed in deep purple, appeared in the alley as if out of nowhere.

He stood in front of Juan'er, blocking Wang Bao's view.

Two pairs of eyes met, cold and icy.

Yun Yang's anger was boiling, almost to the point of explosion; his desire to kill was uncontrollable. The soldiers shed blood on the battlefield, dying after a hundred battles; yet, in the rear, which they fought to protect, someone dared to bully their families?!

Such scum must be eliminated!

Wang Bao and his three henchmen looked up, meeting Yun Yang's stern gaze, cold and merciless.

A surge of killing intent erupted, overwhelming and intense. At that moment, it felt as if a thousand ghosts had emerged!

The four ruffians, at that moment, felt as if they had suddenly fallen into a hell of howling demons, their souls frozen.

One of the ruffians let out a scream, feeling a warm sensation in his crotch, having lost control of his bladder, trembling all over.

Yun Yang stood there, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The four ruffians, pale-faced, staggered backward; the ferocious aura of a man who had survived countless battles was not something a few small-time ruffians could withstand.

A look of fear flashed in Wang Bao's eyes, and he tried to turn and run.

But under Yun Yang's cold gaze, his legs felt rooted to the ground, unable to move.

In the next moment, his terrified eyes met Yun Yang's face, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Yun Yang's face was pale, his steps unsteady, clearly injured or ill, and young. This gave Wang Bao some confidence, and he forced himself to be brave: "What did you say?"

As he asked, he still found it hard to believe. His muddled mind was only just beginning to clear.

Yun Yang, hearing Wang Bao's question, smiled coldly and suddenly raised his hand, slapping him.

Slap!

A loud sound echoed, and Wang Bao's body flew up like a broken sack, spinning three times in the air before landing.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and several teeth fell to the ground, the world spinning around him.

This seemingly ordinary slap had sent a nearly 200-pound man flying.

What a vicious slap!

Yun Yang stepped forward, his foot stomping on Wang Bao's face with a clear crunch, crushing his nose, leaving a bloody mess.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Yun Yang's foot ground into Wang Bao's face, the sound of his nose breaking repeatedly, as he said softly, "Do you want me to repeat it?"

"No... no... ugh..." Wang Bao groaned, the excruciating pain making him unable to even faint.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was pressed, and he could only make incoherent sounds.

He was still confused, wondering what had happened... Just a moment ago, he was so confident... Where did this kid come from? How did it suddenly turn out like this?

Yun Yang gestured to the remaining three ruffians: "Come here!"

The three ruffians, seeing the bloody mess before them, were terrified; although they had been bullies in the village, they had never seen such ruthless and efficient violence.

Hearing this, they almost fell to their knees.

One of them let out a strange cry and turned to run.

Yun Yang snorted: "You dare to run?"

With a casual flick, a piece of silver flew out, striking the ruffian's thigh.

In front of everyone, the ruffian took two steps before being hit by the silver, letting out a scream as his thigh bone snapped, and he fell to the ground.

His thigh was bent at an unnatural angle, the bone forming a right angle from his knee to his waist.

The other two ruffians let out a scream, feeling their scalps tingle, almost losing control of their bowels and bladder; they were terrified: Could this be a legendary master?

The ruffian with the broken leg was rolling on the ground, screaming in agony.

"Still not coming?" Yun Yang's foot remained on Wang Bao's face as he said to the remaining two ruffians: "Do you want me to hit you too?"

The two ruffians trembled, seeing the two pieces of silver in Yun Yang's hand, and fell to their knees: "Great... hero... please... spare us..."

"Spare you?"

Yun Yang said sternly: "If I spare you, how can I face my fallen brothers?"

Wang Bao moaned, his voice choked with sobs: "Hero, spare us... We are under the Green Snake Gang, everything can be negotiated..."

"Green Snake Gang?"

There's actually a gang? Yun Yang's eyes flashed with cold light: "Stand up, follow me! I want to see what the Green Snake Gang is all about!" He turned to Juan'er and nodded: "You go back, this has nothing to do with you."

Juan'er looked at him in shock, her face suddenly filled with excitement: "Are you... a brother of Wang Zhuang?"

Yun Yang paused, then said: "Rest assured, no one will ever dare to bully the families of soldiers again."

He did not answer directly but turned and led the four ruffians, who were in agony, to a deserted courtyard, closing the door.

"Who is the leader of the Green Snake Gang? How many members? Where is the headquarters?"

Wang Bao and the others, in excruciating pain, answered quickly without hesitation.

The man before them was a demon.

They had no doubt that if they answered slowly, they would be killed on the spot.

After asking all the questions, Yun Yang's face showed a sinister smile: "Green Snake Gang... heh heh, not just a small Green Snake Gang, even the current crown prince, if they dare to bully the widows of soldiers, will meet their end under my hand!"

He left to avoid causing trouble for Juan'er and to gather information about the Green Snake Gang. Now that he had the information, he had no reservations!

Yun Yang's killing intent surged.

A bright blade flashed.

Blood splattered!

Four heads fell to the ground.

Yun Yang's voice was icy cold.

"The world's filth can never be cleansed, but I have a heartless blade to do it!"

"Brothers on the battlefield, life and death together; comrades after the war, one family; killing one of us is like killing our father; insulting one of us is like insulting our mother; the law cannot restrain, the law cannot follow; with a blade in hand, with righteousness in heart; see and kill, no mercy! No regrets in drawing the blade, no shame in this life."

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