11: Chapter 11 Black Tiger Gang? Chop them up!

The sun was setting, and the golden afterglow spilled onto the bluestone slabs of the Qingyang County government office, yet it could not disperse the heavy atmosphere.

In the main hall, Chief Constable Li Gang was holding a cup of tea, appearing calm, but his slightly trembling hand betrayed his inner anxiety.

He was waiting.

Waiting for news of Lin Feng's failure.

In his mind, although Ghost Hand Zhang San and his gang were a motley crew, they were all desperate criminals, and they were also proficient in the arts of theft and concealment.

For Lin Feng to find them in a short period of time would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if he found them, a fierce battle would be unavoidable.

Even if Lin Feng could win, he would surely have to pay a price.

"Hmph, kid, let's see you be arrogant! Let's see how you end this this time!"

Just then, a commotion came from the entrance of the government office.

A yamen runner responsible for guarding the gate rushed in, rolling and crawling, his face deathly pale, unable to speak clearly.

"Chie...Chief! He...he's back! Master Lin...he's back!"

Chief Constable Li Gang's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up abruptly.

"Did he come back alone? Was he injured? What about those thieves?"

"He...didn't...didn't get hurt..."

The yamen runner swallowed, pointed outside the door, and his voice was trembling.

"Those thieves...also...also came back with him..."

"What?!"

Chief Constable Li Gang was overjoyed, "Caught them? Did you catch them all? Quick! Bring them up for this Chief Constable to interrogate!"

His family fortune could not be lost!

"No...they weren't caught..."

The yamen runner was about to cry, "They...they were carried back..."

"Carried back?"

Chief Constable Li Gang hadn't reacted yet.

Lin Feng's figure had already appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

He was still in his clean and sharp constable uniform, his face calm and unruffled, as if he had just gone for a walk.

The only difference was that in his left hand, he was carrying a rope.

On the rope, like candied haws, were eight bloody, wide-eyed, dead heads.

Gulu... Gulu...

He tossed them casually, and the eight heads rolled onto the floor in the center of the main hall, one of them rolling right to Chief Constable Li Gang's feet.

That pair of eyes belonging to Ghost Hand Zhang San, filled with horror and unwillingness, were staring straight at him.

"Oh, holy shit!"

Chief Constable Li Gang let out a strange cry in fright and plopped back into his chair, all the strength in his body seemingly drained away.

The entire main hall was silent.

All the constables present.

Were staring blankly at the eight heads on the ground.

Then they looked at the calm and composed Lin Feng, their minds blank.

Half a day?

No, not even two hours!

He really brought the heads back!

This... is this something a human can do?

This f*cking has to be a ghost!

"Chief Constable Li."

Lin Feng's voice broke the dead silence, "I have fulfilled the mission. The thief leader Ghost Hand Zhang San and his eight accomplices have all been executed on the spot."

"Good... good... good..."

Chief Constable Li Gang squeezed a few words through his teeth with difficulty, "Constable... Constable Lin... swift and decisive, your contribution... is undeniable... Men, reward... reward him with silver..."

"There is no need for a reward of silver."

Lin Feng interrupted him indifferently, "I came today not only to report the completion of the mission, but also for another matter."

"From their mouths, I learned that the reason they committed such a major crime was due to the instigation of the local evil force in the city, the Black Tiger Gang."

The voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking fiercely at everyone's heart.

"The Black Tiger Gang has been entrenched in Qingyang County for many years, bullying the common people and exploiting the local community. Now, they are even more audacious, daring to oppose the government. They have become a major tumor in our Qingyang County!"

"As a constable of the county government, eating the ruler's salary and bearing the ruler's worries, I should naturally eliminate harm for the people and sweep away the darkness!"

"Therefore."

Lin Feng's tone suddenly turned cold, his Killing Intent soaring to the sky, "I have decided that this very night, I will flatten the Black Tiger Gang and pull this tumor out by the roots!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was shocked!

Flatten the Black Tiger Gang?

Alone?

Everyone thought Lin Feng was crazy!

The Black Tiger Gang was not just a few habitual thieves; they were local bullies who had been entrenched in Qingyang County for many years, with over a hundred gang members. Their leader, "One-eyed Tiger" Wang Ba, was even an expert at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm, the Organ Refining stage, and had a fearsome reputation!

If you go alone, isn't that just courting death?

Chief Constable Li Gang was so scared that his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he could hear it.

Lin Feng's words, seemingly righteous, were actually meant for him to hear!

This was a warning to him!

"Lin... Lin Feng! Do not be reckless!"

Chief Constable Li Gang shouted, his tone fierce but weak, "The Black Tiger Gang has immense power. This matter... needs to be discussed at length. We must report it to the County Magistrate and mobilize manpower..."

"No need."

Lin Feng interrupted him again, his smile carrying a hint of mockery, "To deal with a bunch of rabble, I alone am enough."

"Furthermore."

"I hope that while I am off to wipe out the Black Tiger Gang, some people had better behave themselves and not try to tip them off or do anything else."

"Otherwise..."

Chief Constable Li Gang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body turning cold.

Lin Feng finished speaking, ignored everyone, turned, and strode out of the government office, leaving only a lonely and resolute back.

Once he left, the entire hall instantly erupted into chaos.

"He's crazy! This Lin Feng is absolutely crazy!"

"Taking on the entire Black Tiger Gang alone? Who does he think he is?"

"Now we have a good show to watch!"

And Chief Constable Li Gang slumped in his chair, his face ashen.

Lin Feng was not joking.

The words just now were his ultimatum.

Choose to stand on the side of the government office, or choose to be buried with the Black Tiger Gang?

This was not a multiple-choice question at all.

...

The night was as black as ink.

The Black Tiger Gang's main hall was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was terribly oppressive.

The leader, One-eyed Tiger Wang Ba, sat on the tiger-skin chair, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Ghost Hand Zhang San and his group had failed.

Moreover, their heads were carried back to the government office by someone.

All of this took less than two hours.

"Leader, that guy surnamed Lin... is a monster!"

A confidant said with a trembling voice, "Should we... should we lie low for a while?"

"Lie low? Where to?"

Wang Ba slammed the table and roared, "If my Black Tiger Gang is scared away from our own lair by a mere punk, how will we ever stand in Qingyang County again!"

"But... even Chief Constable Li sent word, telling us... telling us to fend for ourselves..."

"That piece of trash, Chief Constable Li Gang!"

Wang Ba spat, "I knew he couldn't be relied upon! Pass my order, all gang members, assemble! I want to see how he, alone, can flatten my Black Tiger Gang!"

Just then, the main gate of the hall was kicked open violently from the outside with a bang.

A figure, bathed in moonlight, walked in slowly.

It was Lin Feng.

Still in that constable uniform, holding that unremarkable forged steel saber, with no expression on his face.

"Wang Ba?"

Lin Feng's gaze locked directly onto the One-Eyed Dragon on the main seat.

"You are Lin Feng?"

Wang Ba narrowed his one eye, and his Aura at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm erupted violently.

"Kid, there is a path to Heaven that you do not take, and there is no gate to Hell but you force your way in! Today is your death day!"

"Kill him!"

Following Wang Ba's order, the hundreds of Black Tiger Gang members lying in ambush around the main hall surged out from all directions like a tide, brandishing gleaming blades and swords, and rushed towards Lin Feng while yelling strangely.

Blades flashed and swords gleamed, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Facing this scene that would make anyone terrified, a look of pleasure appeared on Lin Feng's face.

So many critical hit points!

[4x critical hit triggered!]

Hum!

The sound of the saber rang out.

Lin Feng moved.

His figure turned into a black lightning bolt, a phantom that could not be captured by the naked eye.

"Wind-Following Steps", Perfection!

Rushing into the crowd was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

No, even more terrifying than that.

He was like a ruthless meat grinder that had been started.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The blade light kept flashing in the crowd.

Each flash brought up a splash of brilliant blood and one or several heads flying into the sky.

No screams, no wails.

Because the saber was too fast.

It was so fast that the moment those gang members were decapitated, they didn't even feel pain; their consciousness was already completely obliterated.

Lin Feng's movement technique twisted and shifted in the crowd, and no one could touch the corner of his clothes.

His saber technique was simple and efficient, consisting of only three moves.

Force Splitting Mount Hua, Sweeping Across the Army, White Rainbow Piercing the Sun.

But with the blessing of the critical hit System, these three most basic moves became supreme killing moves that harvested lives.

Chop, slash, stab.

Simple, direct, lethal.

In just the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

The sounds of killing stopped.

The entire Black Tiger Gang main hall turned into a Shura Hell.

Hundreds of headless corpses lay scattered in the pool of blood.

And Lin Feng stood in the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, shook the blood off his saber, and walked slowly towards the main seat.

In the entire main hall, only one person was left standing.

One-eyed Tiger, Wang Ba.

At this moment, Wang Ba no longer had his previous arrogant Aura.

He stared blankly at the Hell-like scene before him, looking at the young man who was walking towards him step by step like a demon god, his one eye filled with endless fear.

"You... you... you are not human! You are a devil! You are a devil!"

Wang Ba collapsed, let out a terrified scream, and turned to run out the back door.

"Want to run now?"

Lin Feng's voice rang in his ears like a death-inducing curse.

"It's too late."

Swish!

A blade of light, fast to the extreme, flashed and disappeared.

Wang Ba's running figure suddenly stiffened.

He lowered his head with difficulty and saw a sharp saber tip protruding from his chest.

"You are not... human..."

He muttered to himself, his vitality rapidly fading from his one eye.

Lin Feng withdrew his saber, and Wang Ba's corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

[Ding! Successfully killed the seventh-level Body Tempering evil bandit Wang Ba!]

[Critical hit multiplier increased to 8.6x! Gained 3250 critical hit points!]

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Body Tempering Realm Sixth Level (Marrow Refining Major Achievement)]

[Cultivation Technique: "Qi Guidance Art" (Major Achievement)]

[Martial Skill: "Basic Constable Saber Technique" (Perfection)]

[Movement Technique: "Wind-Following Steps" (Perfection)]

[Critical hit multiplier: 8.0x]

[critical hit points: 3900]

"System, add points!"