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Chapter 7 Dinner!(1/3)

Huang Si looked down at the blade that penetrated his chest, opened his mouth and was about to scream.

But when he opens his mouth, blood spurts out.

puff!

The blade separated from the body, and Huang Si fell to the ground, completely unable to live.

Squeak.

With the sound of friction between the door shaft and the door frame, the door of the small courtyard was completely closed.

The blood, corpses and small courtyard seemed to be isolated from the entire world.

This scene happened in a flash of lightning, and it was over before the sentry on the roof could react.

By the time he reacted, Jason had already appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"Here comes someone!"

The man on guard shouted loudly, but the small courtyard was quiet and there was no movement at all.

This person immediately realized something was wrong.

Looking at Jason wearing a strange mask in front of him, cold sweat broke out.

"Uncle, I am just..."

puff!

Jason swung the short-handled broad-bladed machete in his hand, and blood flew away.

The other party clutched his throat and fell to the ground, also quietly.

When entering the courtyard, Jason had already activated the [Silent Technique].

Jason, who has obtained the 'Tongshou Temple inheritance', is simply more powerful than a tiger.

Not to mention anything else, [Silent Technique] alone is a perfect match with Jason's 'Stealth'. If combined with [Kirigakure] or used in the night, it can really kill people silently.

Jumping off the roof, Jason went straight to the main house in the courtyard.

This is a very simple courtyard.

There is a table and chairs in the middle of the courtyard. There is a teapot, teacups and a plate of melon seeds on the table.

And there was a piece of clothing hanging on the back of the chair. It looked like it belonged to the fat man who just looked at the door.

Obviously, when there is no need to open the door, the other person stays here drinking tea and eating melon seeds.

On the right side of the yard is the kitchen. Jason doesn't need to go in, he just smells it.

On the left is a high wall, with dead gourd vines and ivy clinging to the wall. The gray courtyard wall and withered yellow plants make this wall look lifeless and very uncomfortable.

Directly opposite the yard is the main house.

Jason pushed open the door and entered.

"Buy it and leave it! Buy it and leave it!"

"Big! I'll suppress it!"

"Little! It must be little!"

As soon as I entered the room, the shouts started one after another.

Five strong men gathered around a table, shouting and yelling. The furniture around them was old and the lighting was dark. Even in the afternoon, they needed to light a few oil lamps to see the numbers on the gaming table clearly.

laugh!

The flame of the oil lamp danced, and the surrounding shadows changed in size, as if they were distorted.

But the five people who were immersed in it didn't pay attention at all.

Probably the wind.

They have long been used to it.

Their eyes were all focused on the dice cup.

"Big big!"

"Little little little!"

Everyone yelled.

Finally, the dealer opened his mouth and slowly left the table with the dice cup in both hands. Then, just when the other four people were about to see the number of dice, the dice cup fell heavily again.

"What are you doing...ah?"

One of the gamblers immediately shouted in dissatisfaction, but as soon as he raised his head, a fistful of smelly blood spurted out.

puff!

The gambler got sprayed in the face.

Not only this one, but also the other three.

The four of them wiped their faces in panic.

And this is the last thing in their lives.

The short-handled broad-bladed machete in Jason's hand quickly passed across the throats of the four people.

For Jason, this was no problem.

It's like killing a few flies with a fly swatter.

Even easier than killing a fly.

After all, flies are very alert.

And the five people in front of me?

He had already been immersed in the gambling table and had no vigilance at all.

After finishing dealing with the five people, Jason thought about walking to the back room.

As soon as I walked in——

Woo!

A sound broke through the air.

A cold light came from behind the door.

The big man holding a dagger had a ferocious face and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The dagger is sharp and fast.

Obviously, the opponent is very good at using daggers.

In fact, this is also the case.

As the boss of this group of people, Zhao Yang is not only ruthless, but also has very good kung fu, especially a dagger. He has gained a lot of fame in the mountain city, even for a few people in Wuguan Street.

The owner of the gym didn't dare to underestimate him. If he didn't know that he couldn't break the rules set by Wuguan Street, he would have opened a gym in Wuguan Street to recruit disciples.

Of course, and more importantly, he was sued for life in his early years.

He can't really 'show up'.

However, this does not prevent Zhao Yang from living a good life.

In this world, as long as there is no bottom line and you want to live a good life, it is really easy.

Just like him.

Set up two gambling stalls and sell a few people when you have nothing to do, and your life will not be too carefree.

However, Zhao Yang still had the necessary vigilance.

He never leaves his body with the killing dagger.

Just like just now, when it suddenly became quiet, he immediately stood up, took the dagger and hid behind the door.

He didn't know who was coming.

He had offended many people, and there were at least more than ten people in the mountain city who wanted his life.

And these guys are all desperadoes like him.

Therefore, he knew very well that if he wanted to survive, he could only kill a few enemies quickly first.

Then……

run!

It’s not scary if the place is gone, and it’s not scary if your subordinates are gone.

Based on his ability, given a few months, he can recruit another group of people.
To be continued...
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