Chapter 106: Fierce Reputation

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and two bullets drilled deep into the mud.

Li Fei had already stepped to the right to dodge just as You Lang raised his gun, his blade sweeping past the round shield to slash at his opponent once more.

The muscles on You Lang's left arm were layered and stacked, looking like springs compressed to their limit.

The next second, he violently swung the shield, the stacked muscles instantly returning to their original state while releasing a powerful force!

Bang!!!

The shield collided fiercely with the blade, but the final result was that You Lang took a step back.

"What kind of implant is this guy using? It's one thing to have strong defense, but why is his strength so high too?"

You Lang felt his worldview had been shaken.

He decisively threw away the gun in his hand and pulled out the one-handed hammer tucked into his waist.

Seeing Li Fei slash over with another blade, he raised the round shield with his left arm to block; even with 【Firefly】 absorbing the impact, he was still forced backward by the immense force.

Afterward, the muscles compressed on his left arm released their power again, only this time the force wasn't released from the left arm, but transmitted into his right arm through the implant.

As Li Fei retracted his blade, You Lang moved the shield aside, rotated his body, swung his right arm to the limit, and hurled the one-handed hammer!

Whoosh—

The one-handed hammer smashed toward Li Fei with a whistling sound, but Li Fei didn't dodge or evade, letting You Lang strike him.

With a bang, You Lang hit Li Fei's left shoulder with the hammer, but Li Fei didn't even sway, his left hand seizing the opportunity to reach up and grab You Lang's right wrist.

Just as You Lang intended to exert force to break free, he felt a cold aura surge from Li Fei's palm into his wrist, then rapidly spread up his arm.

The next second, You Lang felt bone-chilling pain.

The skin where his wrist was grabbed by Li Fei withered rapidly, the flesh losing its vitality, and even the implant was affected!

"Ah—"

You Lang let out a miserable scream, his right hand instantly losing its strength, the one-handed hammer falling to the ground as he retreated in agony.

Li Fei did not press the attack, instead turning sharply to swing his blade behind him.

Clang!!

Sparks flew as the two blades clashed.

It was another person who had attacked Li Fei from behind with a blade.

The opponent was the second official martial artist of the "Wolf Pack," who had brought people chasing from the back of the street; he was the fastest and had arrived first.

Li Fei turned and used a Rolling Thunder style, the powerful vibrating force nearly making the blade in the newcomer's hand fly out.

The opponent was shocked and hurriedly retracted his blade to defend, but Li Fei followed up with an upward slash, pressing against the opponent's blade and forcing it almost against his own chest.

The opponent retreated, trying to create distance, but Li Fei stepped forward and struck the opponent's lower abdomen with his left palm.

The "Wolf Pack" martial artist's expression changed instantly, then he spat out a mouthful of blood, the strength in his hands dissipating at once.

Li Fei flicked his wrist, forcing aside the blade in front of him, and immediately slashed off the opponent's head!

Having dealt with one martial artist in two moves, Li Fei turned back to look at You Lang.

At this moment, the demon mask he wore looked truly real in You Lang's eyes, chilling to the bone!

"I just wanted to earn some money in peace."

Li Fei said in a low voice while stepping forward to charge at You Lang.

You Lang raised his shield to block, but this time no blade came slashing; instead, a hand grabbed his shield.

"Why must you all force me?"

The voice was flat and calm, but to You Lang, it sounded terrifying.

"Don't—"

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but a massive force suddenly came from the shield, forcibly pulling it away, and then a palm lightly imprinted itself on his chest.

You Lang's eyes widened violently, feeling as if his heart had been struck by a heavy hammer, and something terrifying was devouring his flesh and blood!

He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed with a crash, his body twitching for a while before gradually losing all signs of life.

In the final moment of his life, what he saw was that cyan demon mask, the eyes beneath it calm.

Without joy or sorrow.

After finishing off the leader of the "Wolf Pack," Li Fei turned to look at the remaining people.

Aside from the two lackeys with blades and shields who remained, there were three others running toward this side.

The two lackeys with blades and shields turned and ran without hesitation!

The three people rushing over, seeing the corpses on the ground from afar, also stopped in their tracks and turned to flee.

Li Fei did not chase, crouching down to begin looting his spoils.

He found several hundred yuan in paper bills on You Lang, dozens of bullets, a bank deposit certificate, a small booklet, and a bottle of unknown liquid in an iron flask.

Afterward, he searched the remaining five corpses and found some more cash.

He then used his blade to damage You Lang's right hand and chest, as well as the other martial artist's lower abdomen, to hide the wounds caused by the Blood Fiend aura.

This was his first time using the Blood Fiend aura in a fight, and the effect was excellent; he didn't want to expose his trump card so soon.

Finally, he picked up the double-barreled revolver You Lang had dropped, then found a cloth bag to pack the four crossbows and dozens of bolts together to take with him.

After Li Fei left, the two Tiger Blade Gang lackeys who had been ordered to follow him cautiously arrived and carefully inspected the scene.

The two exchanged a glance, and one of them said:

"Too brutal. After tonight, the fierce reputation of this Cyan-Faced Ghost is truly established in the Xingcheng underworld!"

Finding a hidden place to stash the guns and crossbows found tonight, Li Fei changed his clothes and wiped his face clean before returning home.

He began to organize his gains in his room.

First was the Ten Thousand Blood Bead:

【Level: 6, 62%

Blood Soul: 37 beads + 39%

Blood Soul Skills: Blood Rage, Blood Fiend】

A total of over 13 Blood Souls were consumed, 8 of which were used by "Blood Rage"; as for the Blood Fiend aura, it was already stored in his body, and he hadn't actually used "Blood Fiend" during the fight.

This meant the "Wolf Pack" had only caused him damage worth about 5 Blood Souls, roughly one-tenth of his "health bar."

It had actually absorbed quite a bit of energy, increasing by over 20% tonight.

Then there were the monetary gains; besides the forty thousand plus earned from betting on the boxing match, the cash found on the "Wolf Pack" members totaled over one thousand two hundred yuan.

The most valuable items were the four crossbows and the revolver.

Li Fei planned to keep the revolver for the "Cyan-Faced Ghost" identity to use in the future, while he intended to have Liu Saner handle the four crossbows later.

Although crossbows weren't as valuable as firearms nowadays, they were still essential weapons for murder, arson, and gang fights in certain situations, so he wasn't worried about not getting a good price.

Finally, Li Fei placed three items on the table, all found on You Lang:

A Minxing Bank deposit certificate, a small iron flask, and a small booklet.

You Lang's bank certificate was the same as the one the Supervisory Academy used to pay Li Fei's salary; it wasn't tied to a personal national ID, so anyone with the certificate could withdraw money from the bank.

Li Fei opened the certificate; the latest record was a withdrawal of one thousand yuan, with a current balance of five thousand eight hundred and twenty-five yuan.

"Sure enough, robbing people is the fastest way to get rich."

Li Fei sighed with a smile.

He put down the certificate and picked up the other small booklet.

Although he didn't think anyone would carry martial arts manuals on them, he still opened the booklet with anticipation.

(End of chapter)