23: Demon! Cultivation value!

“Hmm?”

When Jiang Chen saw the two women tied on the bed, a surge of anger immediately welled up in his heart.

If he hadn't had the strength, then perhaps Cheng Yurou would have met the same fate, bullied by these beasts.

Ding Maoshan saw the gruesome scene in the hallway.

And the Body Tempering Realm Peak guard who had run off to who-knows-where.

He immediately flew into a rage.

Clearly, Jiang Chen was the one causing trouble.

Ding Maoshan immediately stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Chen, and roared, “Where did this little punk come from, daring to act wildly in front of your Master Ding?”

“Now hurry up and scram! Otherwise, I’ll kill your entire…”

Before Ding Maoshan could finish his sentence, Jiang Chen had already grabbed Ding Maoshan’s hand, the machete at his waist unsheathed with a 'zheng' sound, followed by a 'sizzle'.

He directly chopped off Ding Maoshan's arm.

Ding Maoshan was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't expected this young brat to act so decisively, with no regard for rules or reason.

It wasn't until Ding Maoshan's severed hand began to spray blood that he clutched his arm and screamed in pain.

“Ah! My hand!”

“You actually dared to chop off my hand!”

“Do you know who I am?!”

Just as Ding Maoshan was roaring, Jiang Chen directly shoved the severed hand into Ding Maoshan's mouth.

His entire mouth was filled by the severed hand.

Jiang Chen kicked Ding Maoshan in the chest, sending him flying.

He crashed heavily onto the floor.

Jiang Chen had controlled the force of this kick, instantly shattering the bones in Ding Maoshan's chest. These bone fragments would pierce Ding Maoshan's internal organs, and he would slowly die in agony.

Such scum naturally deserved to experience more pain.

“Bang!”

A loud bang came from the end of the corridor.

Pei Yong was quick-witted; he seized this opportunity to jump out the window and escape.

Although it was the third floor here, for a Body Tempering Realm sixth-level Martial Artist, it wasn't a big problem.

“Bang!”

Pei Yong's legs hit the ground.

A loud thud echoed.

Although he endured a great impact, at this moment, Pei Yong felt the air on the street was incredibly sweet; he had had enough of the bloody smell inside the casino.

Escape, he must escape.

Staying meant certain death.

Only by escaping was there a glimmer of hope.

By now, all the elites of the Black Tiger Gang were dead, yet he didn't know Jiang Chen's background.

He didn't know Jiang Chen at all.

Even if it was for revenge, he should at least announce his name first, right?

There was no logic in killing everyone without a word.

Of course, Pei Yong also knew in his heart that the other party likely hadn't made a mistake; it must have been an old enemy he had offended before, who had now grown strong and returned for revenge.

With doubt and fear in his heart, Pei Yong quickly ran towards the street.

As long as there are many people, you won't hit me!

Puff!

Suddenly, a piercing pain shot through his foot.

The leg Pei Yong tried to lift was forcefully nailed to the ground by a sharp arrow.

“Not good!”

Pei Yong tried to pull out the arrow.

But another arrow descended from the sky, piercing Pei Yong's shoulder and nailing him completely to the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five arrows were shot in succession.

Pei Yong's four limbs and shoulders were all struck, forcefully nailing him to the bustling Golden Street.

The people around Golden Street, hearing the commotion, gathered around. When they saw that the person nailed to the ground like a dead rat was actually Pei Yong, everyone recoiled in fear.

“The boss of the Black Tiger Gang!”

“It's Pei Yong! Pei Yong of the Black Tiger Gang!”

“How could this happen? Who did it? Who dares to offend the Black Tiger Gang?”

Someone also whispered, “See, this is the fate of those who join a Gang; they'll eventually fall.”

The boss of the Black Tiger Gang, who had been thriving throughout Golden Street, met such a fate, causing people to sigh with emotion. Many onlookers were present, yet no one dared to step forward.

“Help…”

Pei Yong struggled to lift his head, wanting the surrounding people to extend a helping hand.

But the next moment, another arrow descended from the sky.

It pierced through Pei Yong's skull.

“Ding... Kill Value +1.”

Jiang Chen retrieved his hunting bow.

At this moment, he drew the machete from his waist again and walked towards the pair of Xia Sisters on the bed.

The two Xia Sisters immediately struggled in fear.

Jiang Chen secretly thought, the combined 'weapons' of these two sisters increased their power by at least several times.

“Don't be afraid, I'm a good person.”

Jiang Chen stepped forward and cut the ropes binding the two of them.

So bouncy?

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, but he remained outwardly calm.

“Wait…”

Suddenly, Jiang Chen remembered something.

Ding Maoshan was also a Body Tempering Martial Artist, so why was there no prompt for an increase in Kill Value?

Sure enough, as suspicion arose in Jiang Chen's heart, he heard a whooshing sound from behind him.

Whoosh!

A dark shadow swiftly swept over.

Whack!

A slender rat tail whipped around Jiang Chen's body and directly constricted his neck.

Creak.

The tail, like a tough rope, rapidly tightened around Jiang Chen's neck.

Clang, the machete in Jiang Chen's hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, Ding Maoshan had completely changed. Although he roughly resembled a human, his entire body was hunched into a ball, his skin had turned pitch black, sharp fangs had grown in his mouth, and his feet had transformed into sharp claws.

Demon!

The Ding Maoshan before him was actually a demon who had cultivated into human form.

“Tsk tsk, kid, you're too inexperienced if you want to kill your Master Ding.”

Ding Maoshan's sharp voice rang out.

The Xia Sisters on the bed, seeing Ding Maoshan's appearance, trembled even more in fear.

But one of the girls, who appeared to be the older sister, suddenly mustered her courage and stepped forward, wanting to pick up the machete on the ground.

However, she found that even using all her strength, she couldn't lift the machete from the ground.

Ding Maoshan stepped on Jiang Chen's shoulder, raised his hand, and unleashed a gust of wind, sending the older sister who went to pick up the knife flying.

“Squeak, little beauties, don't be in a hurry; it'll be your turn soon.”

Just as Ding Maoshan was about to exert force to completely decapitate Jiang Chen.

He suddenly saw Jiang Chen directly grab him and perform a powerbomb.

Bang!

The impact caused the entire building to shake violently.

Ding Maoshan let out a sinister laugh.

“Hehehe, with your strength, you can't break free from me. Give up…”

Just as Ding Maoshan was about to mock Jiang Chen, he found Jiang Chen's fist had already slammed down with a resounding boom.

“Bang!”

A loud bang.

Ding Maoshan's body was torn to shreds.

The overbearing fist force directly punched through three floors, and the residual power also blasted a ten-foot-deep pit on the first-floor ground!

Jiang Chen pulled off the rat tail bound around his neck.

“Can't even withstand a million jin of force.”

“What kind of demon is that?”

“Ding... Kill Value +1.”

“Ding... Cultivation Value +5.”