Chapter 261: The Crazy Horse Gang Leader

Zhou You watched as Yin Sanfen's back disappeared into the crowd; what he had just witnessed felt like a dream.

The power of the Strong Martial that shook the heavens and earth left an indelible memory in his heart.

When he came to his senses, there was an extra object in his hand, which the other party had sent into his palm from a distance.

Warm, firm, and like a pearl or jade, it was shockingly a shed fingernail.

This crescent-shaped fingernail came from Yin Sanfen and contained a trace of Yin Sanfen's Qi and Blood, making it far heavier than real gold.

"When you make a promise, just speak to this object, and I will know."

Yin Sanfen's meaning was very clear: even from thousands of miles away, he could hear Zhou You's promise through the Qi and Blood.

Impressive, using Qi and Blood resonance as wireless communication! Zhou You flicked open the hidden clasp of his pure gold belt, revealing a small compartment, and tucked the fingernail inside for safekeeping.

This object was the most precious treasure on his person, truly worth a king's ransom.

The promise of a Qiangwu Jiuzhongtian was already worth more than money could measure.

Hmm? Zhou You suddenly thought, if this fingernail was shed by Yin Sanfen himself, wouldn't it also be a part of a Strong Martial body?

Strong Martial Remains?

Zhou You recalled this term, and his heart pounded violently; this was a major lethal weapon!

When breaking through the Ink Cloud Stronghold, Commander Chen relied on a remnant of a Strong Martial golden body to defeat the Great Leader's Calamity Demon treasure.

He had not expected that one day he would also come into possession of a treasure of the same level.

His resolve to keep the secret grew firmer; he must never easily expose the existence of this object.

If used well, this fingernail was absolutely a trump card that could turn the tide.

It was just that he couldn't be sure how long the fingernail could be preserved; if the promise ended, would it automatically be destroyed or even disappear?

The commotion at this city gate was growing louder.

After the gap was opened, the residents of the Plague zone saw hope for survival and fled the city one after another.

"Haha, son, you two are newly married, go back to your bride's maiden home for a visit."

In the crowd, the crazed Mou Laome laughed foolishly at the air; the surrounding residents seemed not to see him and kept their heads down as they hurried along.

From the crowd, Zhou You saw more faces that were vaguely familiar.

He had grown up in this city and moved several times, so he knew quite a few neighbors.

Having experienced this Plague, many people had died, but more had survived, struggling to live like wild grass.

For these residents, the city had become a dead zone; only by leaving the city was there a path to life.

Perhaps in the future, many would be reduced to refugees, just like those former Su Cheng refugees, but people must always live.

Zhou You thought to himself that, at least through his own efforts, his parents and family had not become one of the people in that crowd.

A moment later, people from the nearby Defense line noticed the clamor here and hurried over to look.

"Zhou You, you are very bold; not only did you kill the guards, but you also privately let so many people go."

The person who arrived had white hair and a white beard; he rushed up and immediately started pinning labels on him.

The able-bodied men behind him were of uneven quality, with varying levels of strength, and generally carried a bit of a thug's temperament.

Gang members.

The old man who was making trouble for Zhou You was shockingly the Second Elder of the Crazy Horse Gang; they had also been assigned to defend a section of the area.

The Second Elder was over eighty years old and had the strength of Qi and Blood Stage 2, which counted as an expert level within the gang.

"These are all Apprentices from the Jian Xiong Martial Arts Hall, and you could even bring yourself to attack them? Let's see Wang Laohu deal with you!"

The Second Elder, harboring thoughts of earning merit, was bent on treating Zhou You as an outlaw who was sabotaging the Plague zone's Defense.

He also knew that Zhou You was at the middle stage of Qi and Blood and that he himself was no match, so he had sent people to fetch reinforcements early on.

Zhou You glanced at the Second Elder and waved his hand, "Get lost."

He was afraid of no one now; even if he couldn't stay in Gongliang City, he had two retreat paths: the Fucheng and his old home. The underlings of the Crazy Horse Gang were even more reckless, relying on the Second Elder's backing to clamor at Zhou You.

"You dare to act tough with our Elder? You brat, do you not want your life?"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy obediently!"

"Brothers, show him some real power so he knows our Crazy Horse Gang isn't to be trifled with."

Zhou You's sleeve moved slightly a few times; a white shadow flickered seven or eight times, then suddenly returned to stillness.

Splat, splat!

It sounded like ripe tomatoes hitting the ground and smashing.

The Second Elder blinked, a few drops of warm blood splashing onto his face; he looked back and was terrified.

In the midst of their banter, Zhou You had quietly struck; the few gang members following him had all turned into headless corpses, lying quietly on the ground.

"You killed my gang members; our Crazy Horse Gang will not be finished with you."

The Second Elder's voice was trembling; he dropped a harsh threat and turned to run.

After running a few steps, in his dim-sighted vision, he seemed to see the Gang Leader arriving after receiving the news.

A hope of finding life in death rose from the bottom of his heart.

The Second Elder recalled that the first time he heard Zhou You's name, it was from some nameless low-level gang member.

He hadn't paid attention at first, thinking he was just an ordinary Martial Arts Hall Apprentice, and according to the gang's methods of buying lives, he had intended to pull him into the gang to be cannon fodder.

Who could have imagined that in just a few short years, the other party would rapidly grow into a Qi and Blood warrior who towered above him.

Now, he even threatened his own life.

Fortunately, the Gang Leader had arrived in time; the Gang Leader was an expert at the late stage of Qi and Blood and also had a trump card up his sleeve.

"Gang... Leader!"

The first word the Second Elder uttered, two characters, popped with a 'blast sound' halfway through.

That's right, starting from his mouth, his entire head exploded on the spot, and the sound naturally exploded too.

Zhou You struck with a hammer from a distance, piercing the back of the Second Elder's head, and his entire face vanished instantly.

"Second Elder—no, Zhou You, you have such audacity, killing someone right in front of me."

Fengma Bangzhu pushed the Second Elder's corpse aside with one hand and landed furiously, like a thousand-pound sledgehammer slamming into the ground.

The Qi and blood infused into his arms arrived like a rocket piercing the air, and upon landing, he quickly switched to a spring-dampening mode.

Such rapid transformation of Qi and blood can only be sustained by someone in the late stage of Qi and blood.

Zhou You had long heard that Fengma Bangzhu had not been showing his face because he was secretly practicing boxing to improve his strength.

Seeing him today, he was indeed extraordinary; his strength in the late stage of Qi and blood was second only to those martial arts masters who opened schools for Instruction.

No wonder he could gather a bunch of rabble to form a gang and bully the market; he truly had the ability to hold his ground.

"Zhou You, you breached the epidemic zone defense line, released patients privately, and killed martial arts school Apprentices and Fengma Gang members; your crimes are numerous."

"Now, even if someone comes, they cannot save your life."

Fengma Bangzhu revealed his weapon, a bright silver-plated Double-Stranded Iron Fork, which vibrated slightly as he infused it with Qi and blood.

Generally, warriors who reach the late stage of Qi and blood rarely show themselves; the next step up for them is martial arts master, and since they can see the goal ahead, they are usually obsessed with practicing boxing to achieve a breakthrough.

Furthermore, at the late stage of Qi and blood, one can already refine a Qi and blood divine weapon, and the day-to-day tempering with Qi and blood also requires a great deal of time.

A so-called Weapon Master cannot function without a handy Qi and blood divine weapon.

This bright silver iron fork of Fengma Bangzhu had cost him twenty or thirty years of effort and had long since become interconnected and compatible with his own Qi and blood, inseparable from one another.

When wielded, it was as if it were an extension of his own body, and its power could not be underestimated.

(End of this chapter)