The chest of the black windbreaker was cut open, and the part below the chest that was bound by bandages was cut open. A terrifying palm-sized wound was directly made by the dagger.
"Give me the antidote if you don't want to die!" Garon grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, almost lifting her up into the air. "You want me to die? I'll kill you first!! "
The red-eyed woman was lifted up into the air. She struggled to grab onto Garon's arm with one hand, trying to break free. Her other hand reached into the inner pocket of her windbreaker and took out a small yellow paper bag.
Garon snatched it away.
"I'll use it on you first. Of course, if you're the type who isn't afraid of death, I can also strip you naked and throw you on the streets. I believe those homeless people won't mind enjoying it for free." The poison spread, and Garon's breathing quickened. He tore open the paper bag with one hand, and pressed the powder inside onto the woman's chest.
"Not … Eat …" the woman squeezed out a few words with difficulty.
Garon put her down, pinched her cheeks, and poured half of the powder in before stopping.
"Cough cough …" the woman bent over and coughed violently once she was released. But she was afraid of coughing up the powder, so she covered her mouth tightly and swallowed all the dry powder. Only then did she sit down on the ground, looking at Garon weakly.
Garon felt that the numbness from the wound had spread to half of his shoulder, and knew that the poison was spreading faster.
Seeing that the woman was fine, he held it in for a while, and saw that she was indeed fine. Only then did he pour the powder into his mouth.
The yellow powder was sour, and had no other taste. It melted as soon as it touched his saliva, and flowed down his throat.
"Let's go!" Garon picked up the red-eyed woman, and jogged forward.
More than ten minutes later, the two of them arrived at the back of a secluded grassy slope.
Garon leaned against a tree, threw the woman aside, and sat down to rest.
He raised his arm and looked at it. The blue color of the wound had faded a lot. Only the numbness and itchiness were still there.
Hiding under the shade of the tree, away from the moonlight, Garon finally had the time to carefully size up this captive of his.
Her platinum-colored hair draped over her shoulders, and her facial features were very beautiful. She actually had a faint aristocratic temperament. She was tall and slender, with a slender waist and round buttocks. She had the perfect figure of a beauty.
"Tell me, who are you? Why did you attack me? "Garon sat at the side and asked indifferently. Without a gun, coupled with the fact that this woman's fighting ability was very weak, he was not worried that she would be able to escape.
"You killed one of our men last time, so we naturally have to look for you." The woman regained her breath and replied indifferently. "It's useless even if you capture me. I won't reveal any of our secrets."
"What do I need your secrets for?" Garon felt the last bit of numbness and itchiness disappear from his wounds, and he felt a lot more relaxed. "Would you believe me if I told you that the first time I killed your people was an accident?"
"Do you think that's possible?" The woman sneered and looked at him coldly. "Alright, didn't you capture me to f * ck me? As long as you don't throw me to the homeless. "
Garon was very clear that if he really threw such a beautiful woman to the homeless, it would probably only be tonight. When he woke up the next morning, there would be news of a naked corpse next to some garbage dump.
"You woman …" Garon got up and walked over, reaching out his hand to touch the woman's body.
The woman leaned against the tree trunk and reclined, letting Garon's hand touch her body. She might as well just close her eyes.
What she did not expect was that Garon only searched all of her pockets, took a few things, and then retracted his hand.
"You must have a high position in the organization, right? Killing you like this would be too easy for you. "Garon held a black gold coin in his hand and pondered. "Tell me, where did you put the antiques you stole?"
"You're also looking for that thing?" The woman looked at him in surprise. "We've searched the place, but it's not in the city."
"You just have to tell me where it is."
"You won't be able to find it even if you go alone." The woman sneered. "I thought you were one of them, but I didn't expect you to be alone from the beginning." With just a few words, she actually guessed Garon's background.
"Actually, the person you killed wasn't anyone important. Since you can't find the thing, why don't we work together?"
Garon raised his eyebrows. "Do you think I'll believe you?"
"If Garty wasn't by my side, if I didn't think I'd be safe with a gun, you wouldn't be able to come within ten feet of me. Do you think you can get within ten steps of me? "The woman sneered.
"Then why did you shoot first?"
"I always make the first move!" The woman said proudly.
"You only guessed that I'm one of them, what if I'm not?" Garon asked coldly.
"I'll kill you, throw you into the river, tie you to a rock, and no one will be able to find you." The woman did not answer directly, but her meaning was clear. She would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.
After a pause, she continued.
"Since I proposed to work together, I definitely have a way to convince you of my sincerity. Looking at your skills, you're at least a Stage Four or Stage Four master. Also, your physical fitness is too good. Even a pistol can't hurt you. If you work with me … "
"You don't have to say that." Garon interrupted her. "It's impossible to work with you. I'm the one who almost killed you. I'm sure you want to kill me. "
The woman smiled. "Your skills are similar to the style of the White Cloud Dojo. Your explosive power is very strong and can catch people off guard. But to have such a strong physical fitness at such a young age, you must have practiced a secret technique to train your body. It's very likely that you're from the White Cloud Dojo in this city. Unfortunately, I happen to know someone from your dojo. You can contact them and make an agreement with me. The White Cloud Dojo is not a small force in this city. "
"The White Cloud Dojo is involved in this? Is it very famous in your circle? "Garon was slightly surprised.
"It's not just famous." The woman sneered again. "In Huaishan, Dojo Master Fei Baiyun's words are the governor's words. In the shadows, he's like an emperor. Anyone who dares to disobey him will be crushed to death. "
"Then let's go to the dojo." Garon didn't say anything else. He picked her up and went straight to the White Cloud Dojo.
*****
Twenty minutes later.
Fei Baiyun sat in the practice hall on the second floor, slowly sipping from a cup of coffee. He calmly looked at the two people standing in front of him.
"This isn't a big deal. It's just that you accidentally killed a subordinate. "His gaze fell on the woman with a platinum ponytail. "Ge Reese, how's your mother, Madam Yalan? It's been many years since we last met. "
"Thank you for your concern, Dojo Master. My mother is doing well." The woman answered in fear. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Fei Baiyun. She originally thought that Garon was just a random student in the White Cloud Dojo. Maybe he was a disciple, but that didn't matter.
But when she came over, she found out that he was an official core disciple of the Dojo Master.
Once she found out, she immediately broke out in a cold sweat. No one knew better than people like her, who lived in the shadows, how powerful Fei Baiyun was in Huaishan. And she almost killed his core disciple!
Garon, who was standing on the side, could clearly see that her hair was completely soaked in sweat.
"This was originally a small matter." Fei Baiyun took a sip of coffee. "But you actually used a handgun. Then the nature of this matter has changed. "
Ge Reese lowered his head even more.
"You can give me any kind of compensation! This was indeed our mistake. "
"It just so happens that this disciple of mine is short on money. You can help him with this. Also, return the antiques that he wants to take back from you. "
"Of course, the most important thing is that Garon has to agree to the settlement himself."
"These conditions are not a problem! I'll definitely do it! " Ge Reese said sincerely, "Master Garon, just tell me what you want. As long as I can do it, I'll do my best."
Garon shook his head and said, "My conditions are all in there. If you want compensation, just give it to Master and the senior brothers and sisters." He knew very well that if it wasn't for Fei Baiyun, this woman might have played some tricks on him.
"You brat." Fei Baiyun pointed at Garon and laughed, "I just came out from drinking with the governor, and you gave me a big gift. It's a good thing that the news of your apprenticeship banquet wasn't released. Otherwise, no one would dare to provoke my disciple in Huaishan. "
"This is Ge Reese's own bad luck. They mistook Garon for an assassin. But I'm curious, Garon, why did you take the initiative to stop their car? "
"I saw that they were carrying the stolen antiques that I wanted." Garon hurriedly explained.
Ge Reese said helplessly on the side, "So you just became a core disciple. This is my bad luck. If it was any later, I wouldn't have dared to give the order to kill you when I saw your face. "
"Alright, Ge Reese, you have to make up for your mistakes. When Garon is truly satisfied, then it's none of your business. "Fei Baiyun said with a smile. "But, if I hear that you're not sincere enough …"
Ge Reese shuddered and hurriedly agreed.
Fei Baiyun looked friendly, but once he was serious, it was common for him to kill an entire family, and even send people to their hometown to eliminate the roots.
This underground emperor of Huaishan believed in leaving no future trouble. Once he treated someone as an enemy, from old to young, there would be no one left alive.
"Alright, you can leave first." Fei Baiyun waved his hand.
Ge Reese hurriedly ran down the stairs respectfully.
Garon sat upright and still with his head lowered.
"Teacher … I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you."
"It's no trouble at all. What I want to say is, whether it's your eldest senior sister, second senior brother, or third senior brother. Each of them has their own career, or rather, power. They're closely related to the dojo, and together, we're a complete and powerful system. "
Fei Baiyun stood up and said lightly.
"I was going to tell you about this later, but I didn't expect you to come in contact with it so quickly. Today, when you faced a pistol, you spared your life. You've learned a lot, haven't you? "
"Yes." Garon nodded with deep understanding.
"We don't practice martial arts just to strengthen our bodies. You'll encounter a lot of these things in the future. So, you have to learn how to deal with these things yourself. Actually, there's one more thing I haven't told you. "Fei Baiyun paused.
"I originally had seven disciples," Qin Wentian said.
Garon was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted and felt a chill in his heart.
He understood what his master meant.
The original seven disciples were now down to three. The other four were either dead or had other things happen to them.
"As for Ge Reese, let her practice Vital Punch with you in the next few days. Being a substitute for a demonstration is her punishment. She'll recover after a few years of rest. Alright, that's all for now. You have to interact with her more in the future. Whether you can recruit her will depend on your ability. "
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