Chapter 94: Do Not Say There Is No One to Punish the Wicked

"Green-Faced Ghost?"

Shi Chen looked astonished. "The one who killed Feng Zhenshan? Wasn't he already captured?"

The guard was about to speak when a loud bang erupted. Two guards from the opium den were sent flying, crashing through the courtyard gate of the small compound and landing inside.

Shi Chen's body trembled. Then, he saw a figure walk into the courtyard. By the light of the lamps, he could clearly see the ferocious green ghost mask on the intruder's face.

"Green-Faced Ghost?"

Shi Chen said, his voice trembling. A flurry of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Was someone imitating the criminal? Or was this the real Green-Faced Ghost?

The figure stepped into the courtyard.

"Stop him!"

Shi Chen shouted at his guards.

This guard was a Body-Breaking realm martial artist, arranged by the Tiger Blade Gang to be by his side.

The guard drew his broadsword, his expression tense.

Rumor had it that the Green-Faced Ghost was a Martial Master-level powerhouse; he certainly was no match for him. But taking money to resolve disasters for others—he had followed Shi Chen for so many years, taking large sums of silver every year. Wasn't he earning money by selling his life?

He had long since come to the realization that he would be killed one day, but he hadn't expected this day to come so soon.

"Run!"

He shouted, then charged forward without looking back, swinging his sword at the Green-Faced Ghost.

The Green-Faced Ghost who came this time was naturally Li Fei.

Facing the blade light of the guard, he stepped forward, raising his left arm to block the incoming strike.

*Clap! *

The blade tip sliced through his outermost layer of clothing, only to be blocked by the dark green leather armor underneath. Li Fei stood steadily in place, not shaken in the slightest.

"Protective armor?"

The guard's face changed, and his heart grew even more bitter.

The gap in strength was already huge, and on top of that, the opponent had a piece of protective armor that was at least Level 2. How was he supposed to fight this?

Li Fei backhanded the broadsword striking his left arm away, simultaneously stepping forward and striking the guard's chest with his right palm, driving Blood Sha Qi into the opponent's body.

The guard was sent flying by the palm strike, spat out a mouthful of blood, and died on the spot!

He had not held back against Li Fei, and Li Fei had shown him no mercy.

Now, besides Li Fei, only Shi Chen and the person in charge of the opium den remained alive in the small courtyard.

The person in charge of the opium den knelt on the ground and began to kowtow:

"Hero, spare my life, I..."

*Bang! *

Li Fei stepped forward and kicked him away, snapping the man's neck. He landed heavily on the ground, breathless.

Finally, he looked at the bloodless Shi Chen and spoke:

"In the past year, you have been involved in four murder cases, and the victims' bodies were all found in this nearby area. So, I made some inquiries and learned that there was an underground opium den here. I guessed that the den was likely related to you. Now it seems you are the boss behind the scenes, backed by the Tiger Blade Gang?"

Because this area fell under the jurisdiction of the Tiger Blade Gang, Li Fei guessed that Shi Chen was a member of the gang.

Shi Chen watched Li Fei walking toward him step by step, retreating in fear until his back hit the wall. He said, trembling:

"Y-you are the real Green-Faced Ghost?"

"You care about that?"

"If you are the real Green-Faced Ghost, then the one captured a few days ago was a fake. Why would you still jump out?"

Shi Chen suddenly became agitated:

"The big shots above have already arranged a body double for you, and someone else will take the blame for all the crimes. Why would you still jump out?!"

Li Fei did not speak, disdaining to answer.

"Are you doing this to deal with the Tiger Blade Gang?"

Shi Chen asked, then hurriedly swore an oath:

"I will never help the Tiger Blade Gang again! I will definitely draw a line between myself and the Tiger Blade Gang!"

"Besides the Tiger Blade Gang, you deserve to die yourself."

Li Fei said coldly.

Shi Chen froze for a moment, then asked angrily: "Why? Is it because of those dead people? Or because of this opium den?"

"I didn't kill those people! The people who come to this opium den to smoke are all volunteers; I didn't force them!"

"It's all their own fault! It's all their own fault!"

Under the pressure of death, his emotions became extremely agitated, and he continued to 'output' at Li Fei:

"You didn't need to jump out!"

"Isn't it good to live well?"

"What do those dead people have to do with you? What do those opium addicts have to do with you? Their families being ruined is what they deserve; what does it have to do with you?!"

"You..."

*Swish—*

Li Fei suddenly drew his blade and slashed across Shi Chen's throat.

Fresh blood splattered. Shi Chen covered his throat with his hands, staring wide-eyed at Li Fei, his face full of unwillingness and confusion.

"I return the same question to you."

Under the ghost mask, Li Fei's eyes were exceptionally calm:

"I kill you—what does it have to do with you?"

*Bang! *

Hearing Li Fei's words, Shi Chen breathed his last and fell heavily to the ground.

Ten minutes later, the figure wearing the green ghost mask walked out of the dark alley.

Tonight, the night was still long.

Kaiping District.

A 'Silver Eagle' brand sedan, priced at over two thousand yuan, drove into the gate of a private residence.

After the car stopped, the somewhat bloated Yan Lewen got out, opened the trunk, and carried two bags toward the main courtyard.

A beautiful woman wearing a jade hairpin greeted him from the main courtyard and said softly to Yan Lewen:

"Master, why did you bring so many things today?"

Yan Lewen handed the two bags in his hands to her: "Gifts I bought for you and Jiajia."

The beautiful woman glanced at the contents of the bags and chided him:

"Don't spend money recklessly in the future."

"Daddy, Daddy."

At this moment, a little girl ran out of the house, shouting.

Seeing the little girl, a brilliant smile bloomed on Yan Lewen's face. He went up and scooped her into his arms:

"Hey, Daddy is back. Was Jiajia good today?"

"Very good~"

"Then did you miss Daddy?"

"Su-per! Missed you!"

"Hahahaha."

Yan Lewen's joyful laughter rang out in the courtyard.

Afterward, the family had a happy dinner together and then sat in the living room to watch a show playing on the black-and-white television.

Black-and-white televisions had only been introduced from the West in the last two years, and the cheapest one cost over three hundred yuan, which was not something an ordinary family could afford.

Yan Lewen was a warden at the Sifa Academy, only a sixth-rank official. Normally, with his salary, it would be difficult to afford a black-and-white television and drive a luxury car worth over two thousand yuan while supporting his family.

However, the warden was responsible for guarding prisoners in the jail, a position with plenty of 'grease.' There were many ways to make money, so it was not strange for Yan Lewen to have his current assets.

Late at night, after his wife and daughter were fast asleep, Yan Lewen quietly got out of bed, went to the front courtyard alone, opened his car trunk again, and dragged out a sack.

He untied the sack, inside of which was a middle-aged man who had passed out, still wearing prison clothes.

This was a prisoner who had been sentenced to fifteen years in prison for manslaughter because he had no money to give bribes.

The prisoner was tied up tightly, his mouth stuffed with cloth. After Yan Lewen took him out of the sack, a cold, sinister smile appeared on his face, looking somewhat perverted.

In front of his wife, he was a good husband who cared for his family, with a gentle personality and never losing his temper.

In front of his daughter, he was a good father who could satisfy all her wishes.

But in the prison of the Xingcheng Sifa Academy, he was regarded by the prisoners as a 'Living Yama'!

Yan Lewen had a hobby: he liked to kill, and he liked to torture and kill even more!

For those prisoners locked in the jail, regardless of the reason for their imprisonment, he would regularly pick one at random to kill and then announce to the outside world that the prisoner had died accidentally.

Anyway, such things were very common in prison.

Just as he intended to drag the prisoner to the backyard to start tonight's 'program,' a voice suddenly came from behind:

"In the past year, the Duchayuan has received more than twenty reports, all claiming that their relatives were murdered in prison, but these cases ultimately had no results. It looks like those people were all killed by you."

"Who?!"

Yan Lewen was shocked, immediately stood up, and turned to look behind him.

A figure wearing a green ghost mask was quietly watching him.

"Green-Faced Ghost?!"

Yan Lewen recognized the visitor. He opened his mouth to shout, but facing those cold, blade-like eyes under the mask, he instantly felt chilled from head to toe and dared not make another sound.

Rumor had it that the Green-Faced Ghost possessed the strength of a Martial Master. Facing a Martial Master at such close range, Yan Lewen did not think he had a chance to call for help.

He felt that as long as he opened his mouth, his life would be gone.

"You... I was just helping the Tiger Blade Gang swap some prisoners! I won't help them anymore!"

Yan Lewen lowered his voice and said urgently.

He was also a member of the Tiger Blade Gang, secretly swapping out Tiger Blade Gang members who had been caught for committing crimes in prison and using innocent people to take their place.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Those people were all killed by you, right?"

Li Fei asked.

"Those people were prisoners who deserved to die! Yes, they deserved to die!"

Yan Lewen's back was already soaked with sweat, and he defended himself nervously.

"Hmm, it seems so."

Li Fei nodded.

"Wait! Are you one of Chief Gu Zhenhui's men? I can help Chief Gu in the future! Whatever he tells me to do, I'll do it! Really!"

Yan Lewen said, his speech rapid.

He thought the Green-Faced Ghost was a blade kept outside by Chief Gu.

From beginning to end, he never thought Li Fei would kill him for other reasons.

"Heh."

Answering him was a light laugh and a flash of a blade.

*Swish—*

Fresh blood splattered, and Li Fei dodged it quite skillfully.

Yan Lewen fell to the ground, clutching his throat, his body twitching constantly:

"Don't... don't kill me... my family..."

At the last moment of this 'Living Yama's' life, he only hoped that his family could be safe and sound.

A few minutes later, Li Fei walked out of Yan Lewen's home.

His operation tonight was not over yet; there were still a few more people to kill!

The risk of constantly striking would be very high, so he took advantage of the fact that the joint operation of the three academies had just ended and the city's security forces were lax to kill to his heart's content all at once!

He had previously asked Liu Saner to gather information, not only about Feng Zhenshan but also about other officials in the Sifa Academy.

Zhang Mingze had given him three days to kill, and he had spent two days visiting various places, personally confirming the reliability of that information.

When he asked Li Lei for the case files a few days ago, it wasn't just to learn how to solve cases, but also to identify targets!

Actually, the things Shi Chen said before he died were all very reasonable.

Since Gu Zhenhui had created a fake Green-Faced Ghost, he would inevitably solidify the charges to cut down Zhang Mingze. So as long as Li Fei hid well and no longer exposed his identity as the Green-Faced Ghost, he would have no more worries.

But this was not the result Li Fei wanted.

Why did he choose to kill Feng Zhenshan as the Green-Faced Ghost and kill Zhang Mingze as the Green-Faced Ghost in the first place?

Was it just to be used like a chess piece, then hide well and never appear again?

If so, Li Fei wouldn't have needed to strike that blow against Zhang Mingze from the beginning, nor would he have needed to choose a path that was harder to walk.

So, after encountering that fake 'Green-Faced Ghost,' he had to try his best to capture the opponent alive.

So he came out tonight to kill everywhere, both to eliminate evil and to prune the claws and teeth of the Tiger Blade Gang, continuing to strike at their momentum.

Since Yu Hu and Gu Zhenhui both thought they had made a good move, Li Fei simply smashed the chessboard!

He wanted Gu Zhenhui and the Tiger Blade Gang to know that the Green-Faced Ghost was not a chess piece to be manipulated at will, but a blade hanging over everyone's head!

This was the satisfaction he pursued.

The cold moonlight spilled onto the bluestone-paved streets, and the youth wearing the ghost mask strode forward against the cool night wind.

Five o'clock in the morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

A vegetable farmer pushed his small cart into the city early in the morning, preparing to go to the market to set up a stall.

When he arrived at the market with his cart, he found a large crowd gathered at the market gate.

Driven by curiosity, he put down his cart, squeezed through the crowd, and walked to the front to watch the excitement.

"Ah—"

As a result, at one glance, the vegetable farmer was scared bloodless.

Under the market gate, seven bloody human heads were neatly arranged!

Behind each head was a wooden board stuck in the ground, with dense small characters written in charcoal.

"What is written on this?"

The vegetable farmer was illiterate and asked subconsciously.

"It writes the crimes committed by these people. These people are all officials of the Sifa Academy!"

A teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses who came to the market to buy vegetables said.

"Sir, read it to us."

"Yes, read it to us."

"..."

So the teacher read out the contents on these wooden boards in a loud voice:

"Shi Chen, fourth-rank judge of the Sifa Academy, secretly opened an opium den in the Qingyuan District..."

"Yan Lewen, warden of the Sifa Academy, used his power to torture and kill prisoners in the jail. The list of victims is as follows..."

"Duan Changhai, third-rank clerk of the Judicial Academy, used his power to rape the wives and daughters of others..."

"..."

The seven dead officials were all from the Sifa Academy; five of them belonged to the Tiger Blade Gang faction, and two belonged to the Chief's faction!

As these sensational or disgusting crimes were read out one by one, the crowd became more and more indignant.

Suddenly, someone started crying loudly, pointing at Yan Lewen's head on the ground:

"My son, my son was killed by this person!"

Her son had been wrongly imprisoned, and she had tried every possible way to save him. But after she sold her house and finally scraped together the money for bribes, she learned that her son had died suddenly in prison.

Now she knew that her son had been killed by the warden inside.

Listening to the mother's miserable crying, the crowd felt more and more that the contents written on the wooden boards were true.

"These government officials... are they really this dark?!"

The vegetable farmer couldn't help but ask angrily in a loud voice.

The people around also cursed one after another, all kinds of foul language focused on the Sifa Academy, focused on the Xingcheng government.

For a time, the crowd was furious.

"Well killed!"

"Who killed these corrupt officials?"

"Sir, does it say on these wooden boards who did it?"

Someone in the crowd asked the teacher.

The teacher pushed his glasses and shook his head: "It doesn't say on these wooden boards."

Then he looked up and pointed his finger at the sign on the market gate:

"It is written on this."

The crowd looked up one after another, only to see that a wooden board was also hung on the plaque of the market gate, with two lines of large characters and a signature written in fresh blood:

Do Not Say There Is No One to Punish the Wicked

If Heaven Does Not Collect, I Will Collect

Signature—Green-Faced Ghost.

Seeking monthly tickets.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 95 =====