Snap.
A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out from within the night.
Soon, peace was restored.
Lin Sheng grabbed Wang Jiu's corpse, turned back and threw it onto the carriage. He then drove the carriage into the woods beside the main road and tied it there, before agilely heading straight back the way he came.
He was very fast, almost running at full speed. With the enhancement of the perfected White Ape Leg Technique, his speed was extremely high, and he disappeared into the darkness in just a few breaths.
In Yangping Town.
"Brother, I've already sent Wang Jiu Xu Dong to keep an eye on him. As soon as that kid leaves the city, someone will immediately come and notify us."
Sun Kaixuan, the Third Squad's squad leader, was reporting to Ma Long who was seated in the room.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that kid would choose this time to return to the County Town. His guts aren't small."
Ma Long said indifferently while stretching his neck.
"That kid didn't show off externally, and even in the Ninth Squad, few people knew this news. But ultimately, he's still too young. Little does he know he's already been targeted; where could he hide?"
Sun Kaixuan's face revealed a mocking smile.
It's not surprising he thought this way. After all, according to the intelligence, this Lin Sheng is only sixteen years old. How much cunning could someone from a poor background have? In their eyes, he was just a lucky kid.
"Even so, we can't be careless. How are things with Tian Hu and Wang Sanyang?"
"Brother, don't worry. I've already sent people to keep an eye on that side. Tian Hu went to the County Town for a meeting with the Tang Zhu two days ago, accompanied by Deputy Tang Zhu Chai, so there's no need to worry about this side at all."
Sun Kaixuan seemed to have anticipated this question and immediately replied.
"As for Wang Sanyang, he's recovering at the Ninth Squad's station. His injuries haven't healed yet, and even if they had, he's definitely no match for you, Leader. So now is the best opportunity to make a move on this kid. Once he's out of the city, who will know it was us?"
"Leader, with your command, I'll immediately arrange for people to act, ensuring that kid never returns."
Hearing this, Ma Long pondered for a moment before speaking and giving instructions.
"Making a move now is indeed a good opportunity, but to be absolutely sure, I will act personally this time. Also, call a few skilled men to bring crossbows and come along."
"This... Leader, isn't this making a bit of a fuss? Where do you need to make a move? I'll just bring a few more brothers, and that'll be enough..."
Sun Kaixuan was a bit stunned. He hadn't expected his Leader to personally make a move, and even bring a few crossbowmen.
Wasn't this kind of lineup a bit too much to deal with a kid who had just reached Body Tempering?
"Do as I say."
Ma Long snorted coldly, frowning as he reprimanded.
"Yes, Leader."
Seeing Ma Long like this, Sun Kaixuan immediately shivered, not daring to say anything more, and quickly retreated.
In the room, Ma Long took off his somewhat loose robe and changed into a tight-fitting outfit.
He never liked accidents. Either he wouldn't act, or if he did, he would kill with one blow, giving the prey no chance to resist.
"There are many geniuses in the world, but how many can actually survive?"
Ma Long muttered to himself and prepared to put on his gauntlets.
He practiced Raging Bull Fist and Eagle Claw Thousand Jin Force. His hands were comparable to iron and stone, but his gauntlets were crafted at a high price. Not to mention cutting through iron like mud, they were much sharper and sturdier than ordinary steel knives and swords.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
And at this moment, a sudden knocking sound rang out.
"Didn't I tell you to go call people and bring crossbows? Why are you back so quickly??"
Ma Long frowned, thinking it was Sun Kaixuan who had returned.
"Leader, it's me, Wang Jiu. That kid has left the city. He didn't go towards the County Town but ran towards the other side..."
A slightly low voice came from outside the door. It seemed windy outside, making the voice a bit messy.
"What!? He ran in another direction!"
Inside the room, Ma Long was startled at first, but quickly reacted and immediately walked quickly towards the door.
It was a rare opportunity like this; if he could take care of this kid, he definitely wouldn't let it go. He absolutely couldn't let him run away.
With a creak, the door opened.
"Where is he? Take me over..."
As soon as the door opened, Ma Long immediately spoke, but before he finished, a dark shadow was already rushing towards his face.
He didn't have time to say anything more. Although this dark shadow was fast, he was a Forging Tendons Martial Artist after all. He saw his right hand form a claw shape, and with one claw, he grabbed towards the dark shadow in front of him.
Feeling the touch from the dark shadow, it didn't feel like a weapon, but rather like...
However, it didn't give him a chance to think further. Under his grab, the dark shadow object directly exploded.
Only a muffled bang was heard, and a large cloud of white mist had already enveloped Ma Long's body.
"Ah..."
Following that was Ma Long's cry of pain.
What enveloped him was not white mist at all; it was clearly extremely finely ground lime powder.
At this moment, Ma Long only felt a burning, intense pain coming from his eyes.
"Who is it!!?"
This thought flashed through his mind. Although he suffered a great loss due to being caught off guard, he was experienced after all. Immediately, he continuously waved his hands in front of him while his body quickly retreated into the room.
At the same time, he had already opened his mouth wanting to shout for help.
"White Ape Hook Moon!"
Just then, a low shout rang out from beside him, followed by a strong wind that scraped painfully against his cheek.
Ma Long didn't bother to shout. Without thinking, he threw a full-force punch towards the direction of the attack.
However, the next moment his expression changed. He only felt a Giant Strength coming from his palm ahead.
The strength of that force was actually even greater than his own.
With just this one blow, his body uncontrollably staggered backward.
"Come..."
Bang!
He had just wanted to speak, but another gust of wind struck.
In haste, he could only cross his arms and raise them to block.
His body, however, was struck by the impact force and retreated backward again.
At the same time, an almost imperceptible sharp whooshing sound attacked his face.
He shook his head to dodge, but was still a beat too slow, and a bloody mark was scratched across his neck.
Immediately, he felt a needle-like pain in his neck.
"It's poisoned!!"
He immediately understood, and at the same time, he realized he couldn't continue like this, otherwise, even if he wasn't beaten to death by the opponent, he would die from the poison.
He forced his eyes open, but his vision was still very blurry.
Ignoring these, his arm muscles bulged, and he forcefully took a breath, about to erupt with full power.
However, another pungent, fishy smell came towards him. It was actually a puddle of liquid, of unknown origin, splashing all over him.
Although he protected his eyes this time, his cheeks and arms were splashed with a burning, stinging pain.
"More damn poison!"
At this moment, Ma Long couldn't help but want to curse.
However, it didn't give him any chance to breathe. This series of actions seemed as if the opponent had practiced them countless times.
The opponent's long leg whipped over like a whip. Ma Long could only hastily block. Although he could barely resist, relying on his rich combat experience and strength.
But the intense pain on his neck and face became increasingly clear, especially the wound on his neck, which even caused one of his arms to become numb and sore.
After blocking several times in a row, he was finally swept across the shoulder by the opponent's leg, and his body directly flew backward, crashing heavily against the wall.
And this announced his end.
In his blurry vision, he only saw a black riding boot occupying his entire world.