71: Are you awake? Your surgery was a success.

At this moment.

When the workers inside the factory saw Shen Bei, covered in blood, emerge from behind the collapsed wall, their faces showed incredibly strong expressions of shock.

Especially since Shen Bei was emanating Evil Qi, like dazzling long needles piercing into their minds.

This indicated that the Krypton Gold Lei Laohu had lost!

Shen Bei, seemingly oblivious to anyone, gradually disappeared through the main gate.

The workers exchanged glances, dropped their meal bowls, and rushed out to the wall in a swarm.

A tragic scene appeared before their eyes.

Lei Laohu, who had been tyrannical and oppressed the good, had his head crushed!

"Ugh~~~"

"Holy crap! Lei Laohu didn't just lose, he died!"

"Hiss!!! Once Martial Artists clash, it's truly a fight to the death."

"How tragic! This Shen Bei is too violent, isn't he?"

"Call the police, call the police!"

...

The scene before them was incredibly bloody.

Lei Laohu's death was extremely gruesome, making it unbearable to look at.

Paying the price of life for a mere five hundred yuan, it's hard to say if it was worth it.

Not long after, police officers from the patrol station arrived.

Leading them was Gu Changfeng!

A group of police officers cordoned off the area.

Some officers began to investigate the scene, ask questions, and search for Lei Laohu's resources.

After all the commotion, a police officer ran to Gu Changfeng's side and reported the compiled clues: "Captain Gu, the general process has been sorted out."

"Speak."

Gu Changfeng leaned against the wall, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

For him, let alone a case like Lei Laohu's with eyewitnesses, he had seen many Martial Artists die in the streets and alleys at dawn.

Such a minor case would not stir Gu Changfeng in the slightest.

Just investigate systematically.

The officer quickly said, "According to the workers at the scene, Lei Laohu hired a laborer for work, with a payment of 500 yuan. After the laborer finished working, Lei Laohu didn't want to pay, and a conflict ensued between the two parties."

"Wait a minute—"

Gu Changfeng's originally calm face gradually showed some surprise.

What the hell?

A labor fee of 500 yuan?

That's not the point!

The point is that Lei Laohu didn't have other disputes with a Martial Artist.

It was because of odd jobs!

What kind of Martial Artist goes out to do odd jobs?!

How demeaning!

And it led to a death over 500 yuan.

This made a particular "person" appear in Gu Changfeng's mind.

A student with Changtu County household registration, incredibly handsome, and very mischievous.

Gu Changfeng shook his head, dismissing his own guess.

At this time, Martial Arts University should be undergoing military training, and that student couldn't possibly run out to do odd jobs.

But Gu Changfeng still asked, "Who is it?"

"Uh..." The officer scratched his head and said, "It sounds a bit incredible... It's his mother's Shen Bei!"

Boom!!!

The cigarette clamped between Gu Changfeng's fingers dropped to the ground with a clatter.

His mouth twitched, his eyebrows jumped, and his molars felt a sharp pain as if an electric drill was drilling his nerve.

"What!" Gu Changfeng was stunned for a full minute before he recovered, continuing to speak indistinctly: "Shen... Shen Bei?"

The officer nodded.

"Damn it!"

Gu Changfeng lit another cigarette, took a deep puff, his fingers trembling slightly.

Damn it...

That's right, besides this eccentric Shen Bei, it seems there aren't any other Martial Artists who would do odd jobs.

Collecting protection money is more respectable than working odd jobs.

However, what horrified Gu Changfeng was how fast Shen Bei was growing.

Although in the country, there were even more monstrous Martial Artist newcomers than Shen Bei.

For example, Baziyang a few years ago, that guy had already advanced to a Second-Rank Martial Artist before the Martial Arts Exam.

He advanced to a Third-Rank Martial Artist in one semester!

Simply unheard of.

But Shen Bei defeating Bai Luo was one thing.

Now he had killed Lei Laohu!

A killing god?

Gu Changfeng asked with a serious gaze, "What's Lei Laohu's status in the database?"

This was the key to defining the case.

Generally speaking, when the police handle Martial Artist death cases, they usually follow a principle: they don't question the fault of either party, but only look at their respective database records.

If the deceased was a wicked Martial Artist who had committed all sorts of evil, had not served, or been conscripted to the underground, the police generally wouldn't interfere.

However, if the deceased had contributed to the country and society, then the perpetrator must be apprehended.

This was the police's attitude towards social Martial Artists.

A direct, blanket approach.

After all, there were many Martial Artists in society, and even more troublemakers.

How could the police have the energy to pursue killers for thousands of miles?

If the deceased was a bully, he deserved to die.

The officer immediately turned to the second page of the file and said, "The last database update was a year ago. Lei Laohu, a First-Rank Martial Artist, with three stars, no conscription experience, a pure social Martial Artist."

"Also, Lei Laohu has an extremely bad reputation. Relying on being a Martial Artist, he often tricked people into working for him for free. Those laborers dared not speak out in anger and could only suffer in silence."

Gu Changfeng felt relieved.

Good, good, good.

It's good that he's trash.

Although he had three stars, that was accumulated over time, not from doing national missions, so it was easy to handle.

Gu Changfeng commanded, "Then what are we investigating for? Let's call it a day and go back for hotpot."

"Yes!"

"Oh, and send Shen Bei a silk banner."

"Huh?" The officer was a little confused: "A silk banner?"

"For eliminating harm for the people," Gu Changfeng said calmly.

"But... it's always the common people who send us silk banners; there's no precedent for the bureau to give a Martial Artist a silk banner."

Gu Changfeng, with a profound expression, patted the officer's shoulder: "Then we'll make an exception."

In fact, Gu Changfeng wanted to say, you're still too young and don't know how troublesome this guy Shen Bei is.

If he dares to ask the bureau for a reward for eliminating evil and bringing peace again, our meals won't even have chicken legs.

Regardless of whether Shen Bei will want it or not, let's shut him up first.

...

Lingnan City Martial Arts University.

At this moment, Shen Bei stumbled out of the campus.

In the battle just now, Shen Bei had also suffered losses.

Especially after Lei Laohu took the drug.

Shen Bei's internal organs were vibrated and dislocated as if they were visiting each other.

During the battle, adrenaline surged, and he didn't feel any abnormalities.

Now the after-effects were kicking in.

Shen Bei felt dizzy and nauseous, wanting to throw up.

At the same time, a cut appeared on his arm at some point, with flesh exposed and still dripping blood.

Finally, under the scorching sun, Shen Bei swayed three times with each step and fell onto the military training ground, passing out.

...

"Shen Bei, wake up, your surgery was very successful."

His eyelids twitched slightly, gradually regaining a faint sense of his body. Shen Bei slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze slowly converged, finally seeing his surroundings clearly.

Shen Bei found himself lying in the school's medical room.

Besides the doctor, there was also Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou by the bed, looking upset.

He was saved...

Shen Bei shook his head, looked at the doctor, and asked blankly, "Doctor, what did you just say?"

"The surgery was very successful," the doctor said calmly.

Shen Bei's mind buzzed.

He immediately reached down to his crotch.

He felt it.

Shen Bei let out a sigh of relief; his precious was still there.

He almost died of fright!

Professor Gu Xinrou, who was beside him, looked at Shen Bei's action with some confusion and asked, "What are you touching?"

Shen Bei coughed, being a little mischievous: "Checking if my girlfriend's happy bird is still there."

Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou's face instantly turned red, like a cooked crab.

She understood in a second!

Professor Gu Xinrou bit her red lips with her clean white teeth, growling in her fiercest tone, "You take it out!"

Shen Bei: ???

This... isn't that good?

The doctor hasn't left yet, is she in such a hurry to visit?

Professor Gu Xinrou saw Shen Bei hesitate and immediately realized he had misunderstood again: "I said, take your hand out! What are you rubbing through the blanket!"

Shen Bei: ...

It must be said, Shen Bei really liked this old driver, no, teacher, Professor Gu Xinrou!

Whatever he said, she would understand in a second.

Unlike Jian Tong, who was so pure she had to think for a long time, and sometimes wouldn't even understand the joke without an explanation.

Professor Gu Xinrou crossed her arms, squinted her eyes, and questioned, "Did you kill someone?"