If those subordinates die, then they will die.

The most important thing is that he is alive.

In this regard, Zhao Yang is full of confidence.

He is a warrior who has truly completed the training of "muscles". Even ten big men cannot be his opponent, let alone a sudden attack.

"Die!"

Looking at the tall and burly figure in front of him, Zhao Yang shouted in a low voice, thrust out the dagger in his hand, and aimed it at Jason's lower back.

However, just when the dagger was only a punch away from Jason's lower back, Jason suddenly bent down and raised his left leg, like a giant scorpion with its tail raised.

Bang!

Zhao Yang was kicked hard in the chin, his feet lifted off the ground, flew backwards, and hit the wall heavily.

After a full second of pause, Zhao Yang's whole body slowly slid down.

The jaw had already been shattered, along with most of his face, and the brains flowed out from the broken nostrils.

Zhao Yang twitched twice and then lost his breath.

Until his death, he never figured out how Jason could be so fast.

It's obvious that his body shape seems to be powerful and slow.

Jason turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yang.

"This should be the leader of this group."

The completely different reaction, as well as the skill just now, gave Jason a clearer judgment.

Then, Jason began to quickly search the entire courtyard.

He won't let any fish slip through the net.

In the end, it was confirmed that the group was dead.

It was also confirmed that there were no secret rooms or ledgers in this place. There were just a few iron cages in Zhao Yang's room. They looked like they were used to keep large dogs, but what they actually did was Jie.

Sen knew it well.

Looking at the blood stains remaining on it, Jason pulled the body in the yard.

The kerosene on the table spilled to the ground.

Then, a match was thrown up.

call!

The flames shot up directly.

Jason disappeared into the courtyard carrying the 103 yuan he found, a few paper tickets and 10 gold leaves.

The fire spread and soon the entire house was ablaze.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky.

clang!

Dangdang!

"It's gone! It's gone!"

Neighbors all around rushed out and started putting out the fire.

There was even a ‘fire truck’ converted from a flatbed truck.

When the fire was extinguished, the charred corpses in the house were revealed.

"Ah! Someone is dead!"

a neighbor shouted.

People around started to avoid it, but there were also bold ones who wanted to watch the fun, but they were all stopped by the man pushing the "fire truck".

"Don't even move."

"Report to the official."

the man said.

"Brother Xun, what's going on?"

Another neighbor asked.

"Although these guys live alone, I have seen them all coming in and out. They are all strong men. Moreover, every one of them looks evil. They should not be kind people. Now there is a fire and no one has run out.

, obviously it’s impossible, and it’s not like I’m old and can’t walk anymore, so I guess it’s a gang vendetta.”

The man known as Brother Xun said.

After hearing such words, the surrounding neighbors took a deep breath and began to retreat one after another.

They are all from poor families and cannot afford to offend gangs, let alone the government.

Therefore, when Jia Youcai came here, an old man with a gray beard came out to receive Jia Youcai on behalf of everyone.

There is an official decree from the government that people over sixty can be 'exempted from the rules'.

Not only do you no longer need to kneel down, but some of the so-called rules are also gone.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Jia Youcai felt a headache.

It’s not that there are no benefits, it’s because the old man can’t see clearly, hear clearly, and can’t answer any questions.

However, this did not trouble Jia Youcai.

Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat holes.

Jia Youcai also has his own news channels.

Although it doesn't work very well when people are alive, it will definitely work when people are dead.

After all, gang members value their territory.

Whoever helps him, he will give the vacated territory in front of him.

That's the rule.

Of course, the share of money cannot be small.

This is also the rule.

"Xiao Liu, go and find out some news."

Jia Youcai waved his hand, and a policeman with a sharp face ran out.

Soon, the exact news will be available.

"Boss, this group is Zhao Yang!"

"Hiss, Zhao Yang?"

"That Zhao Yang who once killed many people?"

Jia Youcai took a breath of cold air.

"That's him."

The little catcher said, with a look of horror on his face.

And just when Jia Youcai and Xiao Liu were looking at each other, Jason had already returned to the martial arts gym.

This time, instead of placing the ocean and gold leaves in the previously hidden place, they placed them directly on the rafters, leaving only the paper notes with a total face value of 31 yuan stuffed into the money bag sewn by Doubao.

The amount of Chen Tong's ill-gotten wealth was relatively large, and so many gold leaves were too eye-catching.

There are not many of them at the moment, and even if they are discovered, it can be said to be their own savings.

After finishing all this, Jason patted his clothes to make sure there was no kerosene smell on them before walking out of the room.

By this time, the apprentices had dispersed.

There were two old ladies, one was cleaning and the other was helping the beanbags.

Without disturbing a chef who was working hard, Jason walked around his martial arts studio, first inside, then outside.

"Master Mu, okay."

"Master Mu, okay."

Along the way, passers-by greeted me one after another.

Obviously, 'he' had a good reputation here before.

In order to fit this personality, he nodded in response and kept scanning his surroundings.

This was the first time he truly looked around.

There is a signboard hanging on the restaurant, and the red flag is fluttering in the evening breeze. The three words "Zuixianglou" are written on the wooden plaque. The handwriting is clear and the writing is sharp. Jason can't see why, but this word

It looks good, far better than the words on the signs of the surrounding shops.
To be continued...