Chapter 3

Decisively.

Chen Mu turned around and walked into the street, seeing from a distance a group of people gathered together, pointing at the center.

He stepped forward quickly and squeezed into the crowd.

Soon, Chen Mu saw a middle-aged man with stubble on his face, messy hair, an upright face, and about forty years old, lying on the ground.

The man had wounds on his chest, abdomen, and shoulders.

The entire abdomen had been stabbed by a sharp blade countless times, and the internal organs were almost all stabbed to pieces.

Bright red blood flowed all over the ground and had already coagulated, obviously, the time of death was not short.

After Chen Mu looked, he pretended to be curious and approached the corpse.

[Corpse discovered, do you want to loot?]

"Yes!"

Card in hand!

Without changing his expression, Chen Mu backed away and left.

Walking out of the crowd, Chen Mu reached into his pocket, his fingertips touching a new card that had appeared.

Skill Card!

Sure enough, it was different.

Suppressing his excitement, Chen Mu used the card.

The next moment, a mass of information appeared in his mind, and at the same time, his hands and feet trembled and shook slightly.

Chen Mu hurriedly gritted his teeth and held his breath, while quickly turning into a small alley, walking to a corner to undergo the transformation of his body.

This Skill Card was actually a martial art.

"Heart-Piercing Sword"

A killing sword move with only one form.

It emphasizes speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy!

It doesn't need the internal energy that only Postnatal martial artists possess; as long as ordinary people, even children, practice it for a long time, they can kill after achieving small success.

The middle-aged man who died on the street had practiced this "Heart-Piercing Sword" to the realm of perfection!

Chen Mu used the card.

This "Heart-Piercing Sword" at the realm of perfection was thus copied by him within a few breaths!

"Hoo……"

Taking a deep breath, he calmed his excited mood.

Chen Mu clenched his fists and swung them fiercely.

The function of the new card was even more powerful than he imagined.

Whatever realm the Jianghu martial artist possessed before death, after looting the corpse to form a card, Chen Mu would follow and possess that realm.

This move was too satisfying.

No need to practice, possess it directly!

It was simply satisfying to the extreme~

"Hoo-chi…… Hoo~!"

Taking continuous deep breaths, he stabilized his emotions.

After a while, Chen Mu recovered his calm.

Looking back at the position where the middle-aged man was lying, Chen Mu cupped his hands and bowed.

Then he turned and walked away with big strides.

At the right time, the voice of a constable came from behind.

"Move aside, move aside, everyone move aside."

"Just a dead person, what's there to look at?"

"……"

……

"Heart-Piercing Sword" is a sword technique, although there is only one sword move, it is also a type of martial art, and you must have a sword in your hand to exert its power.

But the price of weapons is high; any iron sword costs dozens of silver taels, and even the worst one costs more than ten taels.

As a low-level member of the Great Blade Gang, Chen Mu's monthly salary was seven or eight taels at most, and three or four taels at least.

This money was enough to fill his stomach, but not enough to practice martial arts, let alone buy weapons.

So, Chen Mu thought of a compromise, went to a blacksmith shop and bought a three-foot-long iron rod, sharpened one end, and wrapped hemp rope around the other end for easy gripping.

A "stabbing sword" that couldn't be simpler was successfully born.

Chen Mu hid it close to his body.

Carrying a "sharp weapon," his courage while walking on the road also increased a lot.

……

Seven days in a row.

Chen Mu was running outside.

After going to the mass grave on the west side once, he harvested thirty-six Strength Cards, and several Energy Cards and Stamina Cards.

All Strength Cards were used to strengthen the physique and increase strength, totaling over two thousand catties!

After this wave of fat, the number of cards looted followed and slid down.

After all, corpses weren't discarded in the mass grave every day.

Chen Mu only ran to the two mass graves once every three days.

The rest of the time was spent wandering around the city.

Gang members have to patrol their territory every day.

However, the original body never patrolled, but when encountering a gang war, he was always at the forefront and fought desperately.

Plus, with Huang Feiyang looking after him, other gang members didn't say anything.

Chen Mu took advantage of the situation and inherited this temperament.

East District, West District, South District, North District, wherever there was a fight, he would drill into it.

Of course, when going to other districts, he did a simple disguise.

Over the past few days, he encountered many fights, but only one dead person, and he went late, the corpse had already been taken away by the constable and sent to the morgue for autopsy, and Chen Mu couldn't get in touch at all.

……

Without corpses, Chen Mu slowed down.

On this day, returning to Changping Ward, passing by the neighboring Changlong Ward, he suddenly heard a loud shout, and then a group of people rushed out and ran on the street.

Pedestrians on the road saw this and avoided to both sides one after another.

Chen Mu was originally following to hide, but found that the people running were all members of the Great Blade Gang, and the leader was Huang Feiyang.

Immediately, he followed closely behind.

"Uncle Zhou, what happened?" Chen Mu caught up with a man in his forties and asked.

The person he asked had a face full of flesh and a knife scar over his left eye; it was the burly man he saw first when he transmigrated, surnamed Zhou, but he didn't know his name.

"The wolf cubs of the Blood Wolf Gang have crossed the line!"

Old Zhou answered while running, "Da Hu got the news and gathered us to clean them up immediately. These wolf cubs have to be cleaned up!"

Gang members crossing the line indeed happens occasionally.

In this situation, you just need to beat them away, you won't fight to the death.

Chen Mu felt relieved and followed the crowd running.

……

"Who was the person who shouted just now?"

In a restaurant on the street, on the second-floor balcony, two men in long gowns looked at the Great Blade Gang members running away, and one of them said casually, "The appeal is not bad."

"It seems to be Huang Feiyang, from the neighboring Changping Ward."

Another answered with a light laugh, "This Huang Feiyang is nicknamed 'Tiger Descending the Mountain,' and he has quite a reputation in the Great Blade Gang, known for daring to fight and not fearing death. It is said that he has several lives on his hands."

"Heh, what 'Tiger Descending the Mountain,' just a rascal mixing on the street, worthy of being called a tiger?" The man who spoke first sneered, showing disdain, "So what if he can fight? He's still a rascal, at most the leader of rascals."

"Huang Feiyang is not a leader yet." The man who answered laughed, "However, he is loyal, and many gang members are willing to listen to him, just like the shout just now, a group of people ran out to follow him to fight the Blood Wolf Gang people. With such charisma, I think after some time, he will be able to become a leader."

"What charisma, sooner or later he will die on the street." The man who spoke first showed sarcasm.

"Let's not talk about these rascals, come, let's continue drinking."

Saying that, he turned and walked into the room.

"Good."

The man who answered responded and followed behind.

Neither of them noticed.

Just above them, Xing Yong leaned against the window, his face extremely gloomy.

Loyal?

Many people willing to listen to Huang Feiyang?

After some time, he will be able to become a leader?

Huang Feiyang is his, Xing Yong's, little brother!

Number one fighter, that's also a little brother!

Huang Feiyang becomes a leader, what does he, this big brother, become?

"……"

The street had returned to normal, and the various hawking sounds of vendors rose and fell.

By the third-floor window, Xing Yong's face was as heavy as water, and murderous intent burst from his hawk-like eyes!