In Jiangning at the beginning of September, countless karmic entanglements gathered. Some rolled into undercurrents, some roared into whirlpools, and some even set off huge waves.
On the night of the eighth of September, following He Wen's speech, the huge undercurrents caused by the "reading club" were about to surface. Shi Weiyang once stood in the center of the stage, in the eyes of all the big shots. Of course, these karmic entanglements crossed not long after.
Shi Weiyang had his own pursuits.
On the afternoon of the Chongyang Festival, he truly reached the peak of a certain stage and completed his metamorphosis.
While these waves were intertwining, there were also countless more subtle undercurrents flowing within these waves …
Time turned back.
On the afternoon of the eighth of September …
While He Wen and the other four kings were discussing in the Pleasure Garden, the two young men known as Y-Demons looked at the inconspicuous man and woman under the bridge next to the ruins of the Five Lakes Inn in the city. They felt sad and troubled.
While looking for medicine and trying their best to prolong the life of the injured woman under the bridge, they also easily found out the name of the person who had come to establish dominance that day from the people around them.
Not long after that, Second Young Master Shi Weiyang, who had finally regained his dignity after the incident at the Five Lakes Inn, brought an even larger group of people to the vicinity of Yunlai Lane to confront Chen Jue Fang, the Jackdaw.
Wu Chennan went to the newspaper office in the city and published the news of Yan Tiehe's injury and the Shi family seeking justice for him.
An exquisite plan was launched on a large scale. With the help of a veteran like Jin Yongsheng, they considered many small details that could go wrong. On the ninth of September, for the first time in his life, Shi Weiyang made such a perfect plan. The moment Yan Yunzhi received the newspaper, he had already entered a new stage of his life.
At the same time, in front of the inconspicuous Five Lakes Inn on the other side of the city, the Five-Foot and Four-Foot Y-Demons read the newspaper in silence for a long time.
The woman under the bridge was not in good condition. Xue Jin limped over and kowtowed to them. Long Aotian, who was in a bad mood, brewed another dose of medicine. After that, they left one after another.
At noon, near the medical office where Yan Tiehe was receiving treatment, the two of them discovered more things after careful observation.
"Big Brother, there are too many people. What should we do?"
…
"… Even the Jade Emperor couldn't save him."
"… Oh."
…
In the afternoon at the teahouse, Shi Weiyang gave an order to the experts.
"No one can leave this place today."
He pushed the door open and walked towards Yan Yunzhi.
…
"… These few days, with Brother Wu's help, I was able to understand what normal people can do …"
…
The bamboo pole flew across the sky, whistling through the air.
The broken pieces of bamboo flew past Shi Weiyang's eyes, leaving a trail of blood in the teahouse.
Shi Weiyang's gaze froze for a moment. His speech, which was supposed to be even more powerful, hesitated for a moment. Several people on the second floor of the teahouse suddenly stood up. On the first floor below, on the roof above, on the street outside, and even on the second floor opposite, dozens of figures were startled at the same time.
In the next moment, "Linear Lightning Sword" Jiang Bing swung her sword towards the window at the side. The figure came from the roof of the building across the street. It was afternoon, and the window here was slightly facing the west. The figure suddenly grew bigger in the autumn sunlight with a whoosh.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Bing suddenly waved her hand and withdrew her sword. Her body suddenly crouched down and she leaped to the side. The figure that charged over in the sunlight was actually holding a round shield in front of him. It covered the attacker's body as it crossed the street and crashed towards them!
From the moment the bamboo pole was thrown in to the moment the person leaped over with the shield, it only took one or two seconds to react. However, most of the people on the second floor of the teahouse were experts, and most of them reacted. "Linear Lightning Sword" stabbed out. "God-Stunning Hand" Fan Hen stood up and flipped the table in front of him with both hands. "Bull Demon" Xu Batian raised the big axe in his hand. "Dragon Saber" Xiang Dasong, who was standing not far from Shi Weiyang, was drenched in Wu Chennan's flesh and blood. He immediately stepped towards the window and tried to reach out to protect Shi Weiyang behind him. The others also moved to their positions.
In the next moment, Jiang Bing withdrew her sword and leaped out. However, her body was still grazed by the whistling assassin. The black shadow of the shield and the person smashed onto the floor of the teahouse with a bang, and then flew forward. In an instant, the tables and chairs in the teahouse were sent flying, and porcelain shards were sent flying. Jiang Bing's long sword flew up to the roof beam. "God-Stunning Hand", who had lifted the table, was affected by the impact and tumbled in the air before landing heavily on the floor.
The incomparably reckless assassin rolled to the corner of the wall with his shield, and a nearby guard was sent rolling down the stairs. At this moment, the second floor of the teahouse was not a complete mess. However, the two people who had been pierced by the bamboo pole earlier had blood and flesh splattered everywhere. At this moment, the assassin rushed in without a care for his life, and smashed open a path with his shield. Broken tables and chairs and porcelain shards flew in a fan shape.
The nearby experts reacted quickly. Other than "Linear Lightning Sword", who had been hit in the shoulder, and "God-Stunning Hand", who had been sent flying and then smashed down, more people had already tried to pounce over. There were also people who had a better view of the overall situation who were still looking out the window, bewildered and wary of the assassin's companions. At this moment, the clanking sounds in the teahouse dissipated, and someone shouted from below. The person who had smashed into the corner seemed to be rolling with some difficulty. Everyone could see that he was dragging his shield, and his face was covered with a black cloth. His gaze patrolled the space of the teahouse and swept past Shi Weiyang.
"Dragon Saber" Xiang Dasong, who was half-blood-red, noticed this gaze. He reached out a hand and tried to push Shi Weiyang behind him. Only then did Shi Weiyang turn his gaze from the neckless Wu Chennan to the assassin. He also saw the assassin's gaze, and raised his right hand to point in that direction. However, he could not give any orders for a moment. He had not accepted the fact that his military advisor had suddenly disappeared.
A few people beside him rushed toward the assassin. Old Man Yu Ci, nicknamed "Fifteen Strings", picked up a teacup and threw it at the assassin. "Linear Lightning Sword" Jiang Bing climbed up from the floor. She knew that her shoulder was injured, and the web between her thumb and forefinger of her right hand seemed to have split open from the collision. The teacup exploded on the floor. "Bull Demon" Xu Batian swung his axe. "White Asura" He Qinzhao pointed in a certain direction and shouted, "Be careful." At this moment, the person in the corner of the teahouse suddenly clenched his teeth, raised his shield, and curled up his body in an attempt to protect himself. Everyone knew that he had also been injured from the collision. "White Asura" He Qinzhao said again, "Be careful …" He did not know what he should be careful of.
Someone had already caught a glimpse of that thing from the corner of their eyes.
It was unknown where it had come from. It was about the size of a pillow, and it was lying quietly beside a table in the middle of the teahouse. A spot of light burned quietly.
Someone's footsteps paused.
Someone was rushing up from below.
The two experts standing on the roof changed their footsteps on the tiles, carefully listening to the movements below in the midst of the chaos.
Boom —
A deafening sound shook the long street.
It was a quarter past five in the afternoon. Near the teahouse on Yuqing Street in the east of Jiangning City, the passersby had more or less sensed that something was wrong. Some powerful force was doing something here, either to apprehend an enemy or to commit a crime. Most of the passersby who sensed this began to avoid the street. Some of the individual merchants downstairs also tried to pack up and leave with apprehension. Some people stood in the distance and looked over, pointing and whispering.
But no one had expected such a shocking scene to occur.
The deafening sound of the explosion resounded through the entire street. In an instant, the entire teahouse seemed to shake. Grayish-white smoke and dust spewed out from the windows on the second floor in all directions. The tiles on the second floor fell down, and the two experts who were originally standing on the roof were suddenly engulfed by the smoke and dust. Then, with a rumble, they tumbled down, unable to hold their bodies, and smashed into the street. On the street, the members of the Baofeng Ship, who were either holding fishing nets or in formation, were shocked by the deafening sound and staggered to the ground. Some subconsciously ran backward, while others seemed to want to rush in to save them. The scene was chaotic for a moment.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the second floor of the teahouse. At this time, it was already shrouded in dust after the explosion.
And their second young master, Shi Weiyang, was at the site of the explosion …
…
"Cough … cough cough cough cough …"
Grayish-white smoke with a scorching smell filled the air. The floor seemed to be still shaking, and countless dust rustled down. It was difficult to see one's fingers in front of one's eyes, and there was a buzzing sound in one's ears.
"God-Stunning Hand" Fan Hen staggered to his feet. He couldn't hear anything, and he didn't understand what was going on.
At the moment when he rushed in with a loud bang, he raised his hands and flipped the table away. But because his line of sight was blocked, he couldn't dodge in time when the other party collided with his shield. Both his legs were forcefully hit, and his body rolled a few times in the air before smashing into the floor. His head was dizzy, and before he could react, an even more violent explosion enveloped him.
As a Greenwood Dweller, although he would occasionally see some unorthodox firearms, such as the Thunderbolt Grenades used to escape, there weren't many opportunities for him to experience such a large explosion at such a close distance.
Occasionally, when the Party of Equity attacked a city and blew up its gates or walls, it was usually the work of the Craftsmen Battalion. The Greenwood Dwellers were usually given preferential treatment, and they didn't have much contact with these craftsmen. At most, they would get someone to make a few firecrackers to celebrate at home during the New Year.
After two consecutive collisions, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think of anything. He stood up with great difficulty, and then he staggered and fell to the ground. His right calf was broken, and he couldn't exert any strength. This was a symptom he was familiar with.
"Cough … Cough cough cough cough …"
He reached out and tried to treat the injury on his leg, but his throat couldn't breathe smoothly. It was as if he had pulled a bellows, and the dust in the air burned his throat with a burning pain.
He held the broken part of his calf with one hand, trying to determine the extent of the injury. His other hand waved forcefully, trying to disperse the smoke and dust around him. A figure slowly stood up from the side behind him, swaying unsteadily.
The figure held a shield in his left hand.
"Hey …"
The figure pulled out a knife and called out.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz …
Fan Hen's ears couldn't hear anything …
…
Stars were spinning in front of his eyes, and his body was burning with pain. His entire body didn't feel like it was his own anymore.
Shi Weiyang shook his head in the spreading dust.
At that moment, he didn't even know how he got up …
The moment before the explosion occurred, "Dragon Saber" Xiang Dasong pushed him backward so that he was away from the explosives. But immediately after, the tremors, dust, and heat waves still swept over him. He rolled on the ground for a while before he came to his senses intermittently.
'What kind of person is that …
'What happened …'
Everything that happened just now was still replaying intensely and quickly before his eyes. The gaze of the assassin who rushed in with the shield suddenly swept past the long pole in front of him, Wu Chennan, who had lost his neck, and Yan Yunzhi, who was standing at the corner of the window with a despairing and fearful gaze …
That's right, Yan Yunzhi, who was despairing and fearful …
This was the moment he had been pursuing for many days. He reflected on this painful experience, and he had even planned for a few nights. He had done many things, and according to his father's teachings and the maxim of all reliable teachers, he had become a person who could really do things. He didn't neglect or become arrogant. Instead, every time he became arrogant, he tried his best to suppress his emotions.
He wanted to reach this moment and enjoy this moment of satisfaction …
When he saw the despair in her eyes …
When he saw the fear in her eyes …
When he told her how he was going to deal with her in the future …
When he said that he was going to chain her up and break her legs, she couldn't even refute …
All these feelings simply made him experience an unprecedented pleasure in his life.
Unlike in the past, when he bullied others with his power, or when a group of so-called chivalrous women threw themselves at him, the person in front of him was a woman who really wanted to resist him, and she was a real woman who had killed a Female Zhenren. And he had conquered her with open and aboveboard means. This meant that he had truly become a man who could take charge and solve all problems and enemies alone.
The path of his father and the other big shots, including He Wen, had also been taken like this …
He hadn't finished his speech yet. He even thought that after he tied Yan Yunzhi to the bed that night, he could say more domineering words that she couldn't refute …
The bamboo pole flew over with a whoosh …
His head was buzzing, and everything seemed to be fake.
The fake dust scattered in front of his eyes. He coughed a few times with difficulty and remembered that Xiang Dasong, who had pushed him away, seemed to be pouncing towards him. Only then did he try hard to look around.
Dust and tiles fell from the roof. Now, everything was in a mess. He saw a figure on the ground and tried to reach out, but for the first time, he couldn't grab the person's arm. The next moment, the person on the ground suddenly exerted strength, rolled over, and sat up. Shi Weiyang staggered back two steps. He saw the figure shake and stand up. Xiang Dasong, nicknamed "Dragon Saber", had a burly figure. At this moment, his clothes were tattered, and from his neck up, there were white, red, and black patches of skin. At this moment, he looked ferocious and terrifying, like a ghost.
The large area of greyish-white was just the dust that dispersed in the air, while the red was blood, and the black was the scorch of the fire. Shi Weiyang saw that his right eye socket was completely red.
"Ah ah ah ah ah —"
Xiang Dasong suddenly roared and waved the long saber in his hand like a lion. Then, blood splashed out from his mouth, and he cursed into the dust, seemingly shouting, "Scoundrel —" He was still conscious and didn't do anything to Shi Weiyang. Instead, he looked in the direction of the assassin in the corner and staggered a few steps.
The buzzing sound gradually weakened.
At this moment, more movements could be heard. In the surrounding dust, there seemed to be people shouting. Someone shouted, "Protect the second young master …" Someone coughed violently. "Be careful."
"Kill him …"
"Everyone, stay in position …"
"Don't panic —"
The dust filled the air.
"Bull Demon" Xu Batian waved the big axe in his hand a few times. "Linear Lightning Sword" Jiang Bing bent over in the ruins, looking for a weapon. Someone helped his companion up. Someone stood up, only to find that his abdomen had been pierced by a broken wooden wedge. He screamed and moved forward with his spear. Shi Weiyang coughed a few times and tried to go in the direction of the light, looking for an exit …
In the dust, a saber light fell. "God-Stunning Hand" Fan Hen suddenly slammed his palm on the ground. He fought back frantically, but in the next moment, the assassin's figure had already left him. In the dust, a Baofeng guard staggered to his feet and intersected with the figure. Before he could stab with his spear, the saber light that swept through the air slashed from his left shoulder to the right side of his body.
"White Asura" He Qinzhao felt the roaring and dancing dust. The twin spikes in his hands stabbed out, and a shield was pushed out from the dust. His twin spikes blocked the shield, and he staggered backward. In just a moment, his heel pressed against the side wall of the teahouse. He Qinzhao felt the shield in front of him suddenly flip open. The saber light slashed forward, and the shield danced backward. There was a loud noise. "Dragon Blade" Xiang Dasong slashed his saber from the side behind him, and it was coincidentally blocked by the shield. The assassin's saber slashed down towards He Qinzhao's head. He Qinzhao hurriedly used his left hand to block it. With a ping, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger exploded, and his entire arm became a bloody mess.
"Dragon Blade" Xiang Dasong slashed at him again from behind. At this moment, the shield in his other hand whizzed back and smashed violently towards He Qinzhao's chest.
…
Amidst the smoke and dust, the sounds of fighting rang out, gradually becoming clearer. Yan Yunzhi crawled up from the corner, she covered her mouth and nose, trying her best to stay awake. The wind blew the smoke and dust, causing it to fade slightly. She considered the path of escape, and then, in this misty smoke and dust, she saw the figures who were fighting their way forward.
"White Asura" He Qinzhao, who used twin spikes, was knocked into a pool of blood. He rolled and crawled in a sorry state. "Dragon Blade" Xiang Dasong, who was roaring like a god of war, was slashed in the calf by the opponent. His whole body became shorter. A guard rushed up and was cut by the violent saber light at this moment. The saber light of the single saber was simple and ferocious to the extreme. The momentum contained in the saber technique could devour the heavens and the earth.
Southwest.
Domineering Saber!
…
Not long ago.
Ning Ji, who had found an opportunity, swung his bamboo pole on the opposite roof.
The bamboo pole was aimed at Shi Weiyang, but …
"It missed …"
Many of the crew members of the Baofeng in the teahouse across the street, including the building below, were alarmed and awakened. In terms of assassination, it was time to stop and leave.
Ning Ji's gaze was cold. Along the way from the southwest, this was the first time he showed such a cold gaze. He casually ignited the bag of explosives that he had prepared.
"I'll let you know … what it means to kill by force."
His body rushed out of the roof. Under the sunlight, he fell into the dragon's pool and tiger's den where the experts gathered —
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