Chapter 1638: Loose Lips

A quiet night, with insects chirping and water flowing.

The night wind rolled, causing the messy debris to rustle.

In the alley, a group of over ten people wearing masks and holding hundred-refined steel knives arrived silently at the backyard of Yang Sanshui's gambling den.

They didn't stop, their cooperation tacit. Two leaned against the wall, four hands overlapped, one took a few steps to step on their hands, and the two were lifted up, leaping over the high courtyard wall and landing in the courtyard. However, their movements were so light that they didn't make much sound after landing.

Waiting for a moment, the people who entered the courtyard moved the door bolt bit by bit and gently opened the main gate. The whole set of actions took quite a bit of effort. They were afraid of making noise and disturbing the people sleeping inside.

The main gate was wide open, and the ten or so people filed in, heading straight for the main room, gently opening the door, and stepping inside.

Tonight was a crescent moon, so the night was very dark. Outside, one could still see things hazily, but after pushing open the door, they fell into deeper darkness. Several masked knife-wielders moved vaguely toward the position of the bed...

They didn't notice a pair of bright, black eyes in the corner behind them.

Wang Yan was shirtless, wearing shorts, with his blade 'Hanfeng' by his side. He slowly drew his knife from its scabbard, stood up, and rushed toward these masked knife-wielders.

Just as they were using their knife tips to lift the quilt, he had already kicked one person, crippling them, and then swung his knife down.

"Ah! My hand! My hand!"

A knife-wielder screamed, making people's scalps numb.

"Attack!"

With a roar, two more people rushed in from outside, joining the melee in the dark room.

Truth be told, Wang Yan had the advantage. Even without numerical superiority, his good eyesight alone gave him the upper hand in this room. Unlike those masked knife-wielders, who had already lost their rhythm and were hacking wildly. Wang Yan even saw someone kill their own companion with a knife.

But then again, if he didn't have such high stats, he wouldn't have such good eyesight...

After a burst of clashing weapons, only suppressed groans and screams remained in the room.

"Boss, he's not dead! Ah!"

"You have loose lips!"

Wang Yan stepped on the injured part of the person he had kicked, making the person's eyes bulge out in pain. The suppressed voice could no longer be held back, and they screamed loudly.

"Kill me! Kill me! Is torturing people what a hero does?"

"You are truly stupid. Is sneak-attacking what a hero does? Is your boss outside who refuses to save you a hero?"

Wang Yan sneered and continued to torture the person for fun. The screams challenged the nerves of the knife-wielders outside.

But obviously, the screams inside told them that rushing in and engaging Wang Yan in close combat in the dark was not a good choice.

"Kid, I don't believe you won't come out."

Outside the room door, a man holding a knife said in a low voice, "In a while, we will set fire to the house. You still have two brothers, right? They should be in this courtyard, right? Everyone spread out and look for them."

"No need to look; everyone is in the room."

As he spoke, Wang Yan walked out with a smile.

"You guys are truly sons of bitches..." Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang in the room also started cursing; they were still shaken...

"You have some courage." The leader's voice was cold.

"I never intended to hide inside and not come out; I just let you listen to the excitement and stimulate you first. Right, Master Huo?"

"You have the wrong person; I am not Huoshan."

"Don't pretend at this time. You have a mole at the corner of your eye; even if you wear a mask, you can't hide your eyes." Wang Yan stood with his knife. "It seems my unintentional words were actually correct; you and the Bai family are truly rebels."

The leader was stunned for a moment and took off his mask—who else could it be but Huoshan?

"Good observation, good memory." Huoshan didn't expect that he would be remembered by his facial features after only one meeting. "It's just that you are young and have loose lips. You've made things clear; I have no choice but to move against you."

Wang Yan shook his head: "It's just that you guys think too much, and your reactions are too intense. Wouldn't it be better if everyone just muddled along and made a fortune? Why must you make it look like this? It's too ugly."

"Cut the crap; I want to learn your high skills."

Huoshan moved suddenly, slashing upward with his knife.

At the same time, while they were talking, the others also surrounded Wang Yan and launched an attack together.

Wang Yan sneered, kicked the ground, and rushed toward Huoshan in the face of the knife light, waving his knife casually to deflect Huoshan's blade. He reached Huoshan, grabbed his lapel, turned half a circle, and kicked him in the stomach.

With a loud bang, Huoshan was kicked flying to the position where Wang Yan had just been standing. There, the other knife-wielders hadn't had time to retract their knives. Thus, Huoshan was stabbed by several knives...

Just as the knife-wielders were panicking, Wang Yan had already reached the main gate and dropped the door bolt.

"Guests have arrived; don't leave. Gentlemen, please!" Wang Yan spun his knife and stood proudly at the door.

The knife-wielders exchanged glances and then killed their way up without hesitation.

For a time, there were flashing knives and swords, clashing sounds. Accompanied by bursts of screams, it made people's hair stand on end.

Huoshan County is not large, and the gambling den where Yang Sanshui was located was not far from the county yamen; this was the central prosperous area of the county. On such a quiet night, the clashing of weapons and the groans and screams here had long ago caused the nearby dogs to bark wildly.

But the dogs only barked for a while before they went quiet, and no one came out. But at this moment, Huoshan County was awake...

"Big Brother, you aren't hurt, are you?" Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang handled their knives, finishing off the enemies one by one.

Wang Yan, covered in blood, sat on the steps and fiddled with his pipe: "I'm just tired. You two need to eat more meat and practice martial arts well, so that in the future, I don't have to hack people myself. I found you to be my own people, so I can trust you; I can't have you be useless."

"Big Brother, this isn't our fault. If you had just said a few less words and let Second Brother and me practice for a few more years, until our bodies were fully grown, it would have been fine."

Jiang Wuyang was on the verge of tears because he was terrified by this scene. He was crying, feeling nauseous, and finishing off the enemies all at the same time.

Wang Yan puffed on his pipe and exhaled gloomily: "I don't even have to speak; isn't there still the wealthy Yang household? We killed Yang Sanshui and occupied the business that made money for others. As the saying goes, cutting off someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents; can they let us go? Go, Third, set off the fireworks to summon people. Let's get this done in one go."

Jiang Wuyang ran away hurriedly, lit the fireworks.

Bang bang bang, whoosh whoosh whoosh, the fireworks rose into the night sky. They weren't as good-looking as modern ones, just enough to see a flash and hear a bang.

Thus, the dogs barked wildly again, and then went quiet. But this time, someone had moved.

The three hooligans who had changed bosses put on their clothes and walked out with knives, going to greet their men as previously discussed. Very quickly, in just half an hour, over thirty people gathered at the entrance of the gambling den's backyard.

The main gate was already open, and they walked in tentatively.

Looking at the severed limbs and arms on the ground, looking at the corpses one by one, feeling the stickiness between their steps, and then looking at the new boss sitting on the steps covered in blood...

"Those without weapons, take the knives on the ground."

Very quickly, most people had knives in their hands.

Wang Yan finally stood up and started putting on clothes. He was covered in blood on purpose—it was to show these little hooligans.

He said: "Regarding why I was surrounded and killed by so many people, some brothers guessed it, and some didn't, but that's not important. You can communicate with each other later."

"I promised you brothers that I would lead you to make a fortune and earn silver. Today, the Bai household also had a part in killing me. 'Courtesy demands reciprocity'; they can kill us, so we can kill them. I heard the Bai household has a thousand mu of fertile land, tea mountains, pharmacies... I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of taels of silver in the house.

Let's brothers go and deal with this Bai household. When the time comes, we will divide the land and silver, ensuring that brothers all live a good life. I just don't know if you have the guts?"

"Have! Have! Have!"

A group of little hooligans were excited, shouting in unison.

Wang Yan waved his hand: "Behave with public morality; why shout so loudly in the middle of the night? It wouldn't be good to disturb the villagers' good dreams. Besides, shouting loudly is useless; you can't shout people to death, and you can't shout silver to come. Grip your knives tightly; later, see how you hack—that is the proper business. Let's go!"

Having said that, Wang Yan carried his knife and led a group of people out the door.

As for the tightly closed city gate, the guards firmly refused to open it, but they very considerately found a ladder...

Wang Yan didn't say any flowery words, just expressed the meaning of sharing the gold and silver equally. These hooligans believed it very naturally and followed Wang Yan's footsteps without hesitation.

Little hooligans naturally have the wisdom of little hooligans. Wang Yan solved the siege of over ten people by himself, proving his own powerful strength, and the promise Wang Yan gave in front of everyone was naturally something that had to be executed.

Of course, Wang Yan also deliberately ignored one point, and that was death—the death they would have to face after killing their way to the Bai household. Not everyone could live to divide the land and silver later.

But after they could survive, Wang Yan would certainly divide it for them. After all, as everyone knows, he is a good boss...

In the backyard of the gambling den, everyone was gone, leaving only corpses all over the ground. Not letting Liansheng come out of the room, Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang closed the main gate and guarded the courtyard with knives.

"Second Brother, do you think we two are too useless?" Jiang Wuyang asked a soul-searching question.

"If you know you are useless, then practice your skills well. In the future, help Big Brother; at the very least, you can block knives for Big Brother, unlike today where we hid in the room and couldn't do anything."

Zhao Erhu was also very disappointed; he didn't understand how the gap between people could be so big. He was fifteen, and Wang Yan was only a year older than him, yet he had truly done such big things. He was ruthless, quick-witted, and had many ideas. He was not only far behind but also holding him back; naturally, he didn't feel good in his heart.

"Sigh..."

Jiang Wuyang sat on the steps, holding his face with both hands, "If only growing up could be faster..."

People's worries are different. Jiang Wuyang wanted to grow up quickly, while others in Huoshan County wanted to return to the past, to the time before Wang Yan, the mad dog, had come.

People in the county who were more sensitive hadn't slept since being awakened. And those who knew some things didn't sleep at all; it was the anxiety of the fire being on the roof. They couldn't sleep until they were sure that Wang Yan, this loose-lipped dog, was dead.

By dawn, people in the county were eating and producing as usual, but they were all paying attention to what happened last night. The news gradually spread.

The disciples of the Huoshan Martial Arts School discovered that Huoshan and several senior brothers in the school were missing.

Someone coming into the city from outside to buy things said that when they passed by the Bai family's village, they found the village on fire, and the people putting out the fire were the little hooligans from Yang Sanshui's group in the city.

None of Yang Sanshui's businesses opened, and the main gate of the residence behind the gambling den was tightly closed. Someone said that when they passed by, they smelled a thick bloody smell and stench...

That afternoon, Wang Yan, who had changed into silk clothes and looked like a wealthy old man, led over a dozen little hooligans carrying knives with their mouths grinning to their ears back into the city.

In the gambling den, a gambling table was filled with food. Wang Yan drank and ate on his own, replenishing his energy after the battle.

His subordinates all had things to do—either cleaning up corpses in the backyard or conducting relief work; there were quite a few things to do. Even Zhao Erhu and Jiang Wuyang were outside helping. Liansheng was not needed and went to rest at a little hooligan's home.

Only Wang Yan, the boss, quietly enjoyed the tranquility after the battle, enjoying the fruits of victory.

"Oh, brother, you have done a great thing." Fan Zhao appeared at the entrance of the gambling den with a dog-like face, smiling.

He walked straight in, sat beside Wang Yan, took the initiative to pour wine for Wang Yan, and poured a cup for himself.

"My little life was saved by you. Come, come, come, I toast you, I toast you."

While speaking, Fan Zhao drank three cups in a row.

"Hiss, drinking high-proof spirits..."

"Killing people and setting fires, shouldn't one drink some spirits to suppress the shock? After all, I am only sixteen; where have I experienced such a battle?" Wang Yan laughed. "You drink like this; I truly don't know if you are toasting me or suppressing your own shock."

"Both, both. You don't know, brother; I didn't sleep all night. I only got the definite news this morning and took a nap. When I got up, my head was dizzy, my steps were floating, and my whole body was weak. This is all an illness caused by being scared. I definitely won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"Then you should rest at home."

"Oh, brother, stop mocking me. Isn't this coming to solve your worries?"

"Oh? What worries do I have?"

"Land, houses, tea gardens... don't these need the government to speak? Our big master asked me to come find you, saying that tomorrow there will be a banquet at the yamen, specifically inviting you to resolve your future worries."

Glancing at him, Wang Yan said nonchalantly while picking food: "Fourth Master, does it matter if there are government documents? You tell me, in the current Huoshan County, who has the guts to occupy the Bai family's things? Are they tired of living?"

Uh...

Fan Zhao was embarrassed, then said: "Then in this territory, you still have to see the County Magistrate. And the Bai family has a close relationship with the County Magistrate; the things inside are hard to say. You must be careful. That White Lotus Sect is not to be trifled with. The Bai family is dead, but what about others? Not to mention far away, just in Hefei City, who knows how many are White Lotus demons?

I heard that because of the affairs in the south, the White Lotus Sect and the Heaven and Earth Society have all mixed with them, fighting against the imperial court for two hundred years. What kind of behemoth is that? Brother Wang, think three times..."

"I am not stupid. Don't you have to go back to report? When the time comes, tell the big master my words so he has a count. I truly don't want to run anymore; I want to live a few peaceful years. Let everyone let each other go. Come, brother, let's drink, and you tell me about the affairs of the Yang and Liu families..."

"Hmm? You don't want to let them go either?" Fan Zhao's eyes widened.

"That's a way of speaking. I care about the local wealthy households so that we can work together in the future, so that the county can be better, and everyone can earn more silver. Just tell me what you know."

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