Chapter 123: Catching by Surprise, Beating into a Dead Dog

"Open the door, open it quickly!"

A drunken, burly man was punching and kicking the door frantically.

The thin wooden door rattled with a clatter, causing the walls to tremble and brick dust to fall continuously.

"Cough, cough, cough, apologies, I am not taking guests today."

A weak voice came from inside the room, thin as a thread, as if it might stop breathing at any moment.

The burly man was none other than Zhou You, disguised as Lu Zhigang, and he cursed, "If you don't open the door today, I'll tear your house down."

A prostitute standing nearby on the street saw this and stepped forward with a seductive smile to solicit him, "Big brother, she isn't feeling well, let us serve you instead."

"Get lost, I just like the stuck-up bitches who play hard to get."

"You say it's that time of the month, so it is? If you don't take off your pants and let me see clearly, no way!"

The crude, vulgar tone was perfectly in line with a customer coming here for services.

The person inside, seemingly worried the door would be kicked to pieces, fumbled for a long time and opened a crack.

Half a pale face with some charm looked out through the crack, the complexion devoid of any blood.

"Cough, cough, big brother, I'm not clean right now, I'm afraid of bringing you bad luck."

"How about you come back another day? I'll give you a half-price discount."

Zhou You's gaze pierced through the door crack, seeing the entire room at a glance.

Aside from a wooden bed, there was nothing else; the only person in the room was the private prostitute who had opened the door.

The problem was, where was the Flower-Plucking Thief hiding?

"Big brother, have mercy, I am very sick."

The private prostitute begged bitterly.

Other prostitutes couldn't bear to watch and came over to persuade Zhou You.

"So it really is that time of the month? Bad luck, truly bad luck."

Zhou You stepped back with a look of disgust, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The private prostitute hiding behind the door looked relieved, "Thank you, big brother."

"I can't come here for nothing. Since you can't serve me, there is one thing you must agree to."

The private prostitute asked awkwardly, "Big brother, what do you want?"

"I want... you to die!"

The first half of the sentence sounded normal, but the second half suddenly revealed his true intent.

Zhou You's right palm flashed out from his sleeve like lightning, two Poison Marks glowing on his palm.

The Seven Step Poison Sand palm had been brewing for a long time; he unleashed it in a sudden, close-range strike.

Thump! The palm wind reached seven or eight meters away, and several prostitutes who were still laughing and talking fell to the ground on the spot, unable to rise.

The private prostitute inside never dreamed that a vulgar, lewd patron could actually unleash such an exquisite and vicious palm technique.

Her complexion turned leaden in an instant! The next moment, a familiar feeling arrived.

In Zhou You's line of sight, the sickly private prostitute's body squirmed like dough, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed from a woman into a tall, thin middle-aged man.

The man's physical outline was exactly the same as the Flower-Plucking Thief seen that night.

"So it really was you?"

Zhou You had bet correctly.

His False Face came from the remains of a Charm Object and could completely transform into another person; the Flower-Plucking Thief must have had a treasure with similar functions to hide in the city.

Sure enough, this guy could switch between male and female states at will, a hermaphrodite.

Who would have thought that the Flower-Plucking Thief, who had ruined countless young girls, was usually one of the lowliest private prostitutes on the flower street?

No wonder the city had searched high and low without ever finding a trace of him.

"Bang!"

Zhou You landed a Great Poison Sand Palm squarely on the Flower-Plucking Thief's arm.

The Flower-Plucking Thief hadn't realized the severity yet, only feeling that the palm force was extraordinary, roughly at the first stage of Blood Qi.

A gust of fresh wind rushed toward his face!

He blocked Zhou You's palm force and countered with a Bone-Crushing Awl.

At the same time, he tapped his feet on the ground, his entire body becoming elusive.

Since his identity was exposed, he naturally wouldn't hesitate to use his best Lightness Skill.

A good Lightness Skill.

The Bone-Crushing Awl did not lose speed, but accompanied by the Lightness Skill, it swung behind Zhou You and stabbed toward the back of his head. This vicious Bone-Crushing Awl, however, struck empty air.

Zhou You's arms were covered in dense, transparent feathers; looking closely, they were condensed from Blood Qi.

He flapped his wings slightly, wind rising beneath his feet, and easily dodged the killing blow.

"Feather Gang, Yanxing Quan, you are Lu Zhigang."

The Flower-Plucking Thief suddenly recalled Lu Zhigang's nickname, and his heart sank, "He is the Poison Wild Goose."

Not good, he had just had physical contact with him.

The thin wooden door exploded on the spot, and a black shadow rushed out.

The Flower-Plucking Thief saw the prostitutes lying helter-skelter by the street, all of them dead or alive unknown, and his heart sank.

If just the aftermath was like this, what about him, having taken a palm strike head-on?

A great wind rose behind him; Zhou You was closing in like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

The Flower-Plucking Thief used the Bone-Crushing Awl again, but it was blocked by the overlapping Feather Gang.

He was indeed poisoned.

The Flower-Plucking Thief is at the Qi and Blood Stage 2 level; if he used his full-strength ultimate move, the Bone-Crushing Awl, it would absolutely not have been blocked by the defense of a Qi and Blood Stage 1 practitioner.

The only explanation is that he had already been poisoned without realizing it, and his strength had severely declined.

"Take another palm from me."

Zhou You's palms were one in front and one behind, and driven by his lv3 Lightness Skill, he arrived with the speed of a thunderclap.

The Flower-Plucking Thief looked at his palms in terror, not daring to be touched even if it meant death.

He used his Lightness Skill to dodge, but he stumbled, and his physique, which had originally been as light as a flying bird, was now as heavy as if filled with lead.

Bang, another muffled sound rang out.

The second Poison Palm struck the Flower-Plucking Thief's back solidly.

Under the accumulation of toxins, it spread wildly!

The Flower-Plucking Thief opened his mouth, but could not make a sound; it turned out his vocal cords and the root of his tongue were already numb.

He still had his final trump card for saving his life: the exotic beast bat.

Back when he was surrounded by the Hunting Team, besieged by over a dozen Qi and Blood experts, he had still managed to escape.

As long as he summoned the exotic beast bat, he could escape alive and take medicine to dispel the deadly poison in his body.

He lowered his head to bite the whistle around his neck; the whistle was left behind after an exotic creature died, and blowing it could summon the exotic beast bat.

Although he was struck by deadly poison, he still had one breath left in his chest, enough to blow the whistle.

Just at the moment when the Flower-Plucking Thief was full of hope...

A tearing sound rang out, and intense pain swept through the Flower-Plucking Thief's entire body.

When he looked back, Zhou You's hands were formed into sharp claws, digging into both sides of his lower back and directly pulling out a pair of blood-drenched kidneys.

Under the intense pain, that breath instantly dissipated, and he could no longer blow the whistle.

"It's over!"

Before the Flower-Plucking Thief passed out, his final thought was just that simple.

Zhou You saw the Flower-Plucking Thief stop moving, but he still wasn't at ease; one kick after another, four times in total, he snapped his arm bones and leg bones.

The Flower-Plucking Thief had completely become a cripple, lying on the ground limp as mud.

"Murder, murder."

Terrified screams from prostitutes and patrons rang out all around.

A panicked patron didn't even put on his pants, jumping out the window naked to flee for his life.

A moment later, the tardy Constables arrived at the scene, pushing through the crowd to squeeze in.

Leading them was Zhou You's old acquaintance, Head Constable Qu; he stopped his subordinates who were attempting to draw their blades and cupped his hands politely, saying:

"Good man, you kill in the street and do not leave afterward; could it be you are waiting for us?"

"Please state your name and explain the cause, so that I, Qu, may assist you!"

Zhou You turned around and smiled, "Lu Zhigang, people call me... Poison Goose."

He stepped on the Flower-Plucking Thief with one foot and lifted his chin slightly, "I heard you are a victim of this guy; come and get acquainted."

"The one on the ground like a dead dog is the Flower-Plucking Thief you are currently hunting."

"Genuine and authentic!"

(End of chapter)