Chapter 26: Overflowing Killing Intent

As soon as Li Junxian arrived on the scene, he immediately replaced the medical clinic's doctor and, once the necessary items were fully prepared, began to treat Xu Dahu's injuries.

Lu Yuan watched clearly from the side; this master seemed to have extensive experience in treating gunshot wounds, first cleaning the wound and stopping the bleeding, then disinfecting and applying anesthetic, and then very quickly slicing open the wound on Xu Dahu's abdomen, extracting a bullet head with a light flick.

After removing the bullet, he sutured and applied medicine; his handling of the needle and thread was precise, swift, and done in one go.

The proficiency of these movements left Lu Yuan dazzled and filled with astonishment.

He had never known that Li Junxian possessed such exquisite medical skills; in particular, his method of suturing with needle and thread was likely more proficient than the vast majority of ordinary doctors, which was quite rare.

Very quickly, with the old doctor assisting from the side, Xu Dahu's injuries were treated.

He sighed with a weak expression:

"Many thanks, Master. It is this disciple who is useless; having practiced Martial Arts for nearly ten years, I was defeated by a tiny Firearm."

Li Junxian shook his head and said:

"It is not that you are useless, it is just that the development of firearms has become too formidable today. Especially for those who practice Martial Arts, picking up a Firearm makes them far more dangerous than ordinary people; as long as one practices marksmanship for a year or a year and a half, it is enough to threaten a martial artist one major realm higher than oneself. It is already not bad that you managed to beat one to death while under the advantage of a Firearm."

Lu Yuan, standing to the side, also sighed inwardly.

After the previous danger, he also discovered that a mortal body is truly difficult to withstand the power of firearms.

Especially compared to ordinary people, those who practice Martial Arts are far superior in every aspect, including eyesight, reaction, and control over their bodies; the power unleashed when such individuals use guns is even more terrifying.

The ones they faced this time were only two martial-artist gunmen; if two more had come, they likely would have been riddled with holes on the spot.

Therefore, one must still cultivate immortality!

While speaking.

Li Junxian then proceeded to extract the bullet heads and suture the wounds for Lu Yuan and Xu Erhu one after another.

Lu Yuan moved his limbs and couldn't help but ask: "Master, were you a doctor in the past?"

Li Junxian shook his head: "It is better not to mention the past."

He waved his hand to give a few instructions, first letting the old doctor and his apprentice leave, and then had the gang members waiting outside carry in a limp corpse, saying coldly:

"Is this the person who ambushed you?"

This corpse was dressed in a Night Suit, and the Mask had also been removed; the face was unremarkable, and it was precisely the gunman who had been fiercely counterattacked and sent flying by a punch from Xu Dahu earlier.

Under Xu Dahu's furious punch, the person's chest bone had collapsed and their heart pulse had ruptured; they were already dead beyond any doubt.

Xu Erhu said with resentment:

"Yes, it is this person. Besides him, there was one other; that person's Martial Arts were average, but their movement technique was agile, and this disciple was unable to keep them behind."

A gang member to the side handed over a short-handled Firearm with a wide barrel; Li Junxian took it in his hand, his eyes growing even colder:

"This is a Box Cannon made by Great Jin imitating the Mauser Pistol of the Holy Roman Powers. As far as I know, this type of Firearm was only issued to a small portion of the new-style army in the last two years. Were those who ambushed you from the military?"

Firearms, in fact, began to appear as early as the previous Great Jing dynasty several hundred years ago, and they developed rapidly, already capable of exerting a huge effect on the battlefield.

However, firearms were also learned by the Jin Clan outside the passes at that time and were carried forward.

Later, after the Jin Dynasty swallowed the giant elephant and destroyed Great Jing, the Jin Clan, fearing that the Han people would use firearms to rise again, began to strictly ban them, causing the development of firearms to plummet.

It was not until recent decades, when the Western powers blasted open the country's gates with sturdy ships and powerful cannons, and the Jin Dynasty suffered broken heads and bleeding, losing sovereignty and humiliating the nation under invasion, that they finally remembered to vigorously develop firearms, intending to wash away their shame.

And so-called research and development actually started with imitating the weapons of the powers, and this Box Cannon was one of the results.

It is just that the Jin Dynasty has been closed off for a long time, and its industrial capacity is low; even if they strive to catch up, the qualified firearms produced are limited, so only a small portion of the new-style army is equipped with them.

"The target of these two people was actually me; the two senior brothers were implicated."

Lu Yuan said in a deep voice:

"I suspect it is that second-generation ancestor Kundu; because he lost face twice in a row because of me, he harbored a grudge and found these two people to vent his anger."

"It is him?"

Li Junxian was furious and slammed a palm onto the table, leaving a clear palm print:

"What an arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor! To buy off military gunmen to kill for the sake of a mere bit of face, he truly deserves to die!!"

He was nearly fifty years old and had no offspring; Xu Dahu, Xu Erhu, and Lu Yuan were like both disciples and sons to him. As a result, all three had nearly perished in one night today, and the shock and anger in his heart were simply indescribable.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to speak, a clamor suddenly came from outside, and a gust of wind rushed in; he saw a middle-aged man looking like a Constable walk quickly into the medical clinic with two bailiffs, saying urgently:

"Manager Li, I received a report that someone fired a gun on Jinyuan Street just now, attacking people from your Qinglong Gang?"

"Constable Li has come at the right time."

Seeing the other party, Li Junxian's expression eased slightly, and he nodded, saying in a deep voice:

"That is correct, such a thing did happen. Those shot were my disciples; there were two gunmen who attacked them, one was beaten to death on the spot by my disciple, and the other escaped relying on their movement technique. Both the corpse and the murder weapon are here."

As he spoke, he handed the short-handled Firearm in his hand to the other party.

Constable Li, whose real name was Li Hongda, was the Constable specifically responsible for the East City; he had long been fed until he was fat and greasy by all sorts of benefits from the Qinglong Gang, and he would take the initiative to help the Qinglong Gang cover up and handle any matters.

And at this moment, seeing this gun, Li Hongda's expression twitched slightly after a brief identification:

"This is a Box Cannon? Where did the perpetrator get it?"

Li Junxian said slowly:

"To tell you the truth, my disciple Lu Yuan was competing in the ring at the Boxiyuan, and as a result, he offended the young master of the Feng'en General's Mansion, Kundu. After thinking it over, he is the only one who could have the ability to retaliate like this. Is Constable Li willing to help investigate and get justice for my disciple?"

"Kundu of the Feng'en General's Mansion?"

It was visible to the naked eye that Li Hongda's expression stiffened, and then he said somewhat stammeringly:

"Manager Li, this is a bit rash, isn't it? Now that the perpetrator is dead and there are no witnesses, how can we conclude that it was done by that Young Master Kundu? I still need to investigate carefully before I can say what the specific situation is."

Although the Qinglong Gang had fed him plenty of benefits on ordinary days, a small Constable clearly did not have the guts to go against the Feng'en General's Mansion.

Li Junxian did not count on the other party either; seeing this, he immediately said coldly:

"Very well, then I shall await the good news."

"Certainly, certainly."

As if fearing to be tainted by trouble, Li Hongda quickly had his subordinates carry the corpse away and left the place rapidly.

The other party came quickly and left quickly; seeing this scene, Lu Yuan immediately spoke up:

"Master, although the Feng'en General's Mansion does not possess monstrous power, they are still nobility of the Upper Three Banners. If someone of such official standing were to meet with an accident, it would very likely bring us no small amount of trouble."

"And so what? That little beast nearly harmed all three of you; how could I pretend not to know?"

At this moment, there were no outsiders in the room, and Li Junxian said grimly:

"When your master was young, the number of Jin Clan nobles I killed was at least eighty, if not a hundred. A little Jin dog who doesn't know life from death—killed is killed!"

(End of chapter)