Chapter 130: What a Pity, Jiang Shidi

The members on the first floor gathered in small groups, each wearing a look of shock.

The other day, the Wild Wolf Gang was just wiped out.

Just a few days later, a large number of Iron Fist Gang members were killed.

If it were a coincidence, it would be a bit too coincidental.

In contrast, the Senior Members on the second floor were even more shocked.

Because they knew the other protagonist of the incident—not just knew him, but got along well, occasionally sparring and going down to the tavern.

Although that person hadn't come for several days, they felt a bit regretful.

Yet the rumors they heard about him were explosive.

Could it be a mistake?

Sun Xiaoli, with a blank stare, said, "Even if Jiang Shidi is extremely powerful, he couldn't have killed thirty or forty people, could he? And those were all Iron Fist Gang members, killing without blinking."

Tan Lei echoed, "I think the same, and besides, Jiang Shidi has such a good temper, how could he do something like that?"

Lin Quanliang grimaced, "I don't want to believe it either, but I heard those Iron Fist Gang members died right at Jiang Shidi's doorstep, and many people nearby saw it; the Iron Fist Gang members, each armed, surrounded Jiang Shidi's residence early in the morning, sealing it off completely."

"What?"

"How could this happen?"

They all wore puzzled expressions, saying, "Jiang Shidi shouldn't have offended the Iron Fist Gang, right?"

"Regarding this, I have picked up some inside information," Lin Quanliang said, his gaze sweeping over them. "What I'm about to tell you may exceed your imagination."

"What inside information?"

The others urged him repeatedly.

At this point, why are you still teasing us?

"Ahem."

Lin Quanliang cleared his throat and whispered:

"The Iron Fist Gang suspects that the dead Wild Wolf Gang members were killed by Jiang Shidi!"

"What!"

They all exclaimed in unison.

The incident that caused a sensation across the whole street two days ago—was it Jiang Shidi's doing? "At first I couldn't believe it, because Jiang Shidi is friendly and enthusiastic, sparring with us, but when I recall the events that have happened, I suddenly feel the possibility that Jiang Shidi was behind it is huge."

Lin Quanliang took a deep breath and continued:

"Seven or eight days ago, a group from the Wild Wolf Gang was beaten to death in the Poor District; you still remember that, right?"

"Yes, it caused quite a stir back then; the Wild Wolf Gang sent people everywhere to investigate."

"That's right; the group at the casino, it is said they stayed behind to investigate this matter, but two or three days ago they were also killed, and the manner of death was the same as before—beaten to death with a club. Don't you think that's too coincidental?" Lin Quanliang's eyes flashed.

Sun Xiaoli and the others were stunned.

At that time they had considered whether Jiang Cheng might have done it, but the thought was immediately dismissed.

After all, even if Jiang Cheng were that powerful, could he take on a dozen opponents? Moreover, it would have been in broad daylight, storming into the casino and slaughtering.

"But even so, the Iron Fist Gang has no reason to trouble Jiang Shidi, right? The dead were Wild Wolf Gang members, who are their rivals."

"Who can say? I guess they weren't comfortable with Jiang Shidi, wanting to eliminate any future trouble? In any case, it ended in a fight, all the Iron Fist Gang members died, Jiang Shidi seemed unharmed. By the way, it's said that at the time Jiang Shidi was accompanied by two people wearing strange masks."

"Wearing masks?"

"Well, I don't know the details either, but in the end Jiang Shidi left with those two masked individuals. Later the Iron Fist Gang let someone go in to check; the house was empty, though there were still quite a few belongings." Lin Quanliang sighed. "This farewell may mean we will never have a chance to meet again."

"If you offend the Iron Fist Gang and try to stay here, it's almost impossible. Although they lost many people this time, in a few days they'll surely send a large force back. If Jiang Shidi stays, he's guaranteed a bad end."

"Yeah, leaving is fine; better never to return."

The others fell silent at once, their emotions extremely complicated.

There was shock, admiration, sympathy, and regret.

"If we had been more careful then, we might have noticed some clues," Tan Lei said. "Jiang Shidi loves training, yet he disappeared for several consecutive days—that's abnormal."

"Indeed, that day he said he had a cold and felt unwell; I was a bit skeptical, but I didn't pay attention then."

"What a pity, such a good person."

"If only this world had more people like Jiang Shidi."

As the words faded, only breathing remained in the quiet second floor.

Meanwhile, in a room upstairs, the atmosphere was eerily silent.

Zhao Xiangyu stood silently to one side, watching the elder not far away, daring not to breathe loudly.

Xiao Yuanqing was also nearby, head bowed, yet feeling smug inside.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside, and the door was opened from outside; two people entered, one after the other.

The elder's gaze instantly fell on the person behind, and he asked, "Your senior brother Zeng has already told you what happened outside; what are your thoughts?"

Bai Wei bit her lip and said, "Master, is there some misunderstanding about that incident? How could Jiang Shidi be walking together with members of the Dawn Society?"

"Hmph."

The elder snorted coldly, "Now that it's come to this, you're still defending him. Many people saw two people with golden masks leaving his house; the masks had a few clouds painted on them— isn't that the Dawn Society's emblem? After killing the Iron Fist Gang members, that kid left with them. Go ask anyone on the street about this and see if I'm lying!"

"Master, I—I didn't mean that," Bai Wei hurriedly said.

"Then what do you mean?"

The elder stared at her and asked.

Bai Wei lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

She never imagined Jiang Cheng would choose to join the Dawn Society.

But if you put yourself in Jiang Cheng's shoes, not wanting to join the Iron Fist Gang, the Dawn Society is one of the few options.

"Master, Master."

At that moment, Zhao Xiangyu weakly raised his hand.

"What is it?"

The old man frowned, his mood very bad.

However, regarding this youngest disciple, he was still quite satisfied; his character was honest, willing to work hard without complaint, unlike Bai Wei who was stubborn to death, and Xiao Yuanqing was even a lump of shit.

"Master, you just mentioned the Dawn Society—what is it?" Zhao Xiangyu mustered courage and asked.

"What is the Dawn Society?"

The old man snorted, a flash of apprehension crossed his eyes, "In the inner city, it's just a dog that someone raised."

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