Chapter 30

"Fine, I will take this mission."

Fang Yi walked up directly, tore down the wanted poster for Heishan Hu, and headed straight into the yamen.

The yamen runner guarding the gate was just about to speak when Fang Yi took out his token to signal.

The runner's expression changed slightly, and he immediately led Fang Yi toward the back hall.

Back hall area.

Prefect Zheng Zhiqiu and Chief Constable Tie Feng had been exhausted and worried during this period, unable to sleep at night, almost to the point of not eating or drinking.

They had long known that something big had happened in Yunyang City and that a large number of refugees and martial artists would flood into their Qingyang City.

But they still didn't expect that the impact after the event would be so great.

With the manpower of their yamen, including the manpower of the City Guard Army, they had reached an extremely tense point.

However, they had recruited externally more than once, but they couldn't recruit many people at all.

The famous aristocratic families, gangs, and Mist Hunters in the city had all become shrinking quails.

"Troubled times, truly troubled times."

Zheng Zhiqiu sighed long.

"Prefect, someone has taken the reward for Heishan Hu!"

A runner's voice sounded outside the door.

"What? Invite them in quickly!"

Zheng Zhiqiu's expression was greatly shocked, and he spoke immediately.

Heishan Hu, according to the information, is a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Qi and Blood Fourth Layer.

Someone can take his reward?

They must not be a nobody.

According to the ranking of 'Murder-Suppressing Envoys', they are definitely already close to a Silver-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy.

"Sir, all is well."

Fang Yi walked into the room, his voice hoarse.

He knew that the wanted poster on the outer wall only had partial information; if he wanted to truly understand the addresses of those wanted criminals, he either had to investigate secretly himself or enter the yamen to get the news from within.

He clearly didn't have time to investigate secretly and could only come here to register and get more news by the way.

"So it is Mr. Ouyang."

Zheng Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, revealing joy, and he hurriedly walked over, saying: "Mr. Ouyang, you have really made me miss you so much!"

Now that the yamen was in need of people, almost all available people had been mobilized.

However, there were many experts outside, and in this period alone, more than a dozen Murder-Suppressing Envoys had already died.

Naturally, he could not forget an expert like Fang Yi.

But since the last time Fang Yi came, there had been no trace of him; even when collecting the monthly salary, he came without a shadow and left without a trace, leaving no way to track him.

Unexpectedly, he had appeared again now.

"Mr. Ouyang, you have taken the wanted order for Heishan Hu?"

Chief Constable Tie Feng also said happily.

That Heishan Hu, a Fourth Layer Qi and Blood expert, was extremely powerful and was already at the level of a Silver-Rank Murder-Suppressing Envoy.

"Correct, I need more information."

Fang Yi said hoarsely.

"Good, I will get the files right away."

Zheng Zhiqiu immediately searched on the side, soon found a scroll, and handed it to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi unfolded it to check; sure enough, the information on it was more detailed.

It accurately stated Heishan Hu's current foothold and the general situation of the experts around him.

This information was obtained by the yamen through great effort, so they naturally didn't dare to register it outside, lest Heishan Hu and the others get the news and run away in advance.

It turned out that Heishan Hu's group consisted of fourteen people, and they were now hiding on the outskirts of a small town called Yintong Town.

On the outskirts of that small town, there was also a small mountain.

Although it had been cleared by human experts, there was endless fog behind the small mountain, leading straight to the depths of the Mist.

Heishan Hu's group had been staying there.

They looted, killed people like hemp, and the martial arts they practiced were extremely strange, likely some kind of evil art.

Because everyone killed by them would have their bodies abnormally shriveled, as if their blood had been sucked dry.

More importantly, this group of people also secretly controlled several large families in the town, ordering them to send a batch of young boys and girls every half month, or they would slaughter them all.

This information was sent secretly by those few large families.

"Evil art..."

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed.

He continued to look down.

Besides Heishan Hu himself being a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Qi and Blood Fourth Layer.

The other thirteen people around him were all martial artists who had cultivated blood energy.

The weakest were at the mid-stage of the Second Layer, and there were also four Third Layer experts.

This definitely counted as a major force.

"Good, I will take this mission; you register it."

Fang Yi left a cold sentence, put down the scroll, and turned to leave.

His movement technique unfolded, and he vanished in an instant like a shadow.

"So fast!"

Tie Feng's eyelids jumped, saying: "This Ouyang Feng's speed is even more terrifying than before, or rather, he should have been hiding his strength before!"

"Hiding strength is good; the stronger his strength, the more useful he is to us!"

Prefect Zheng Zhiqiu said happily.

Fang Yi moved quickly, left the yamen, and without any delay, headed straight for the small town 'Yintong Town' where Heishan Hu was hiding.

The journey of several dozen miles was reached in less than an hour.

At this moment, thin fog shrouded the area, and a heavy snow began to fall between heaven and earth.

When he arrived at the town entrance, the snowflakes had already dyed the world white.

Fang Yi walked through the town, looking around, and saw smoke curling from the town, with many people already starting to prepare lunch.

He walked straight through the town, preparing to go to the small mountain outside the town to see the situation first.

But he didn't expect that just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a sound of crying. His brow furrowed, his movement technique unfolded, and he vanished instantly.

In a spacious courtyard.

More than a dozen children, their faces pale, crying nervously, had their arms and legs tied and were imprisoned in the courtyard.

"Sob sob sob, I want Daddy..."

"Help, Mommy, come save me!"

"Don't eat us, sob sob sob..."

"Hehe, Wang Shirong, didn't you say there were no more young boys and girls in the town? Why were they still found by us? Are you intentionally deceiving us?"

A youth in a black robe, with a sallow complexion and a somewhat eerie appearance, squeezed out a smile. His entire face looked long and thin, like a horse face, and he smiled lowly: "We said before that when doing things for us, you must be diligent. If you are not diligent, I will make you die in a way that is too miserable to look at. Ridiculous, ridiculous, there are always people who don't know life from death, thinking that by hiding them intentionally, they can deceive us. Little do they know, this is a mistake."

Beside him were two other men.

They also had eerie expressions, long and thin faces, and sallow skin.

All of them revealed ferocious grins.

Invisible auras emanated from them, shrouding the entire courtyard.

In front of them was the wealthy family they had extorted.

The patriarch was named Wang Shirong, a martial artist at the Qi and Blood Second Layer.

Beside him were other young clansmen.

They had also cultivated Qi and blood.

But unfortunately, their entire clan combined did not have a single person at the late stage of the Qi and Blood Second Layer.

Wang Shirong's face turned pale, and he felt nervous at this moment.

To deal with Heishan Hu's group, they had specifically let people in the town with children hide their own children firmly, but they were still found by Heishan Hu's group.

Not only were they found, but they were also tied up in front of them.

Now the entire Wang family was about to face a disaster of extinction.

"This sir, we don't know, we really don't know, we have tried our best to find them, we really don't know they hid the children..."

Wang Shirong's face turned pale, and he hurriedly defended himself.

"Don't know?"

The black-robed youth in the lead smiled and said: "Is 'don't know' useful? Doing things for us and still being so perfunctory, thinking we dare not kill? We said it long ago: one failure to do things well, and we kill everyone. Today, none of you can leave alive!"

"Bastard, if you want to kill us, come quickly, I'll fight you to the death!"

A middle-aged man beside Wang Shirong roared, picked up a long saber, and pounced directly.

His blood energy erupted, light flickering, and his own strength had actually reached the mid-stage of the Qi and Blood Second Layer.

But facing these three, he was still too weak.

Just as he moved, a big man grinned, his body flashed instantly, fast beyond imagination. Only a 'puchi' sound was heard, and the middle-aged man who had pounced with the saber screamed, his body stopping instantly.

He still maintained the posture of holding the long saber high, but his face was already pale.

His chest was covered in blood.

His entire heart had actually been gouged out.

(End of chapter)