Chapter 4 Simple folk customs laugh! As his hand raised and the knife fell, a huge amount of heat rushed into his it was because of the sharp blade, or maybe it was just luck, but Cheng Long's first time was as experienced as a professional killer, and the sleeping Shar-Pei didn't feel any pain before dying. "You died so peacefully, it's a blessing for you." Cheng Long pulled out the dagger while cursing, and noticed a box of tissue paper on the bedside, so he took out a piece of paper and took it into the bathroom. Don't get me wrong, he didn't suddenly want to go to the bathroom, but he wanted to use a paper towel to turn on the faucet and rinse the blood stains on the blade to avoid leaving fingerprints. During the hour of meditation, he did not touch anything, so as for the possibility of losing hair and dandruff, he did not have to worry about it in this day and age. The world had to wait until the 21st century before DNA testing could be used as court evidence. At this stage, the only favorable evidence that can directly prove the murderer is fingerprints, so human testimony becomes a crucial link. If all eyewitnesses dare not identify the murderer and the evidence is not sufficient, even if the police know that someone is a criminal, they can only watch the other party go unpunished. Cheng Long has three storage compartments, one for the bloodthirsty beads, one for the daggers, and one is free. Therefore, he just needs to be vigilant enough, put tissues under things when taking them, or prepare a pair of gloves in advance, so that no evidence will be left. "Gloves are indeed a must-have item for punishing evil and eliminating evil. I must prepare a few pairs next time I take action..."
Cheng Long pretended to be a new member of the society and assassinated Shapi completely on impulse. He did not prepare a detailed plan, so it seemed rather hasty. But this is normal. After all, it's the first time, so it's okay to be sloppy. If he really thinks of everything, then he is not an honest child. "Although you are a bad person and a fan, your blood and essence are much better than chickens, ducks and geese..." Cheng Long took out the bloodthirsty bead and stood above the corpse. In a blink of an eye, wisps of blood mist were seen overflowing from the Shar Pei's chest, floating upwards, and quickly rushing towards the bloodthirsty bead. As a result, the Shar Pei's body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The process is extremely horrific! Cheng Long found it difficult to accept for a moment. Although he had conducted experiments with old hens before, chickens are different from humans. The former are poultry and food, and the ways of slaughtering and cooking them can be very different. The latter are people just like him. "I, I am doing this to eliminate harm for the people. Why should I be afraid when doing good things... I am a demon cultivator!" Cheng Long murmured tremblingly, encouraging himself to stay calm. But he really couldn't calm down for a while. Fortunately, the Shar Pei’s main job is to guard the field, and he basically sleeps in the morning. No one will look for him unless necessary, so he has plenty of time to calm down. After spending a few minutes to calm his nervous inner state, Cheng Long not only did not rush to leave, but instead sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice facing the Shar-Pei. It seems that he wanted to look at the mummy to build up his courage so as to avoid any mishaps in the future. After all, this kind of thing will never happen just once... It's about ten o'clock in the morning. Cheng Long woke up from his practice, silently felt the changes in his body, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face. After seeing the refreshed panel information, the mummy on the bed became "cute".
- [Host: Cheng Long] [Realm: Qi Training Level 15 (%)] [Kung Fu: Killing Technique (Beginner's Guide)] [Spell: Seven Star Soul Nailing Technique] [Magic Weapon: Bloodthirsty Pearl] "I didn't expect that after killing a scoundrel, my cultivation level would soar from the first level to the second level, and the progress bar even increased to 15%. This is really wonderful!" Yesterday, when I killed a chicken, the progress bar of Qi training level 3 increased to %, but Cheng Long didn't feel anything particularly clear. However, now, the feeling is extremely obvious. He could sense very clearly that there was a stream of energy hidden in his dantian, which he could mobilize freely. He could add this magical power to wherever he wanted. With a thought, the energy in Dantian appeared above his hands. Dark, cold, and full of evil spirit. At this moment, Cheng Long had an extremely strong intuition, as if as long as he swung his fist, he could easily punch through a piece of wood or knock down an adult man. “Is this the devil’s energy?” Cheng Long looked at the wisps of black air above his hands. There was not much surprise in his eyes, but there was a lingering melancholy between his brows. From this moment on, he was no longer an ordinary man, but a complete demon monk. The change in him was not just as simple as his power improving. His physique was also strengthened due to the feedback from the Bloodthirsty Pearl. Even without using magic power, he could fight two or even three or four people at once. Strength, reaction speed, resistance to blows, and even recovery ability, all aspects have been improved. This was just the assassination of one person. Below there are countless evildoers such as Xiaosha, Scar, George, etc. waiting to be harvested by him. No wonder the disadvantages of practicing the Killing Technique are so great, the temptation is too strong. It is so strong that even an honest man like Cheng Long can't help but want to kill more villains to enhance his physique and skills. "Damn it, after killing one, he wants to kill the second one. This is so weird!" Shaking his head to get rid of the abnormal thoughts in his mind, Cheng Long stood up and looked at the body of the Shar Pei, muttering: "It will definitely not rot and stink after being made like this. If we set it on fire, it will probably burn in an instant..." Tangled again and again. Cheng Long finally gave up the idea of setting fire to the body. The old-style tenement building had incomplete fire prevention functions, and if the fire got too big, it would easily affect innocent people. Anyway, he didn't leave any fingerprints, so he could just walk away without worrying about leaving any traces. Ten minutes later. Cheng Long walked out of the tenement building where Shapi lived, walked along the street for a while, then took off his hat and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road, and then threw the tissue in his pocket into the trash can.
"I didn't expect that Shapi actually hid 80,000 yuan in cash at home. He is indeed a handsome right-hand man, and he has quite a lot of savings!" Cheng Long didn't think of taking the money at first. When he was leaving, he saw the wallet in his shapi trouser pocket and realized that he could still rob the money after killing someone. Anyway, it was all ill-gotten gains. If he kept it, it would only benefit others. It would be better to use it to help himself. With this money, I won't have to squeeze into my cousin's house anymore. There is no private space at all. Although it seems nice to sleep on the upper and lower bunks with my cousin at night, it is not a long-term solution. What's more, my cousin and aunt were both sleeping in the inner room. With a door between them, they had to whisper quietly. What else could they do? Don't even think about it. Cheng Long is a pragmatic person. Since he planned to move out, he started looking for a house immediately. Before I knew it, I was near the Qisheng Commercial Building. Suddenly, a valuable Mercedes-Benz came from the corner and stopped not far ahead. He didn't take it seriously at first, until a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, holding his stomach, got off the car, rushed into the public toilet nearby, and stopped. "Mr. Jiang, the leader of Hongxing?" Cheng Long was just wondering when a burly man with a flat head and wearing a short-sleeved shirt suddenly pushed open the door of the taxi, holding a big hammer, and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz aggressively. Immediately afterwards, a man with a gun got out from the other side of the taxi. It's obvious that these two are going to do something big. "Silly boy, what are you standing there for? Get out of here!" Seeing this, an uncle in a white T-shirt quickly grabbed Cheng Long's wrist and dragged him into a shop a few meters away. Looking at his skillful risk-avoidance movements, it seemed that he must have practiced them a lot in his daily life. The citizens of Hong Kong are just as skilled in dealing with crises as the citizens of Gotham. (End of this chapter)