In the room, everyone was drinking and eating meat. When they saw Jiang Ming suddenly break in, they were all a little stunned.
"Uncle Ba, good evening!" Jiang Ming said with a smile, but the blood all over his body and the blood-dripping hatchet in his hand made his smile a little terrifying.
"Jiang Ming, what have you done?" Uncle Ba's face was full of shock, and he was about to stand up.
However, his limbs went soft the next moment, and he fell back to his seat.
"What's going on? I can't move!"
"Me too. Is there poison in this dish?"
"Bullsh*t, I bought it and made it myself. How can it be? It must be Jiang Ming!"
The other punks also realized something was wrong, and the room instantly became chaotic.
Uncle Ba sat on the chair, pretending to be calm, and looked at Jiang Ming. He said in a deep voice, "Jiang Ming, it's really a joke for you to use such a despicable method!"
Jiang Ming laughed indifferently, "A joke? If you all die, who will laugh at me?"
Since he had decided to make a move, Jiang Ming would not hold back anymore.
This was the experience he had gained from killing people last time!
"How dare you?" Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Uncle Ba was shocked. "Do you know who you've offended?"
"The Old Snake Gang, the Shi family, who else? Let's hear it all," Jiang Ming said lightly.
"Then do you know what happens to people who offend these forces?" Uncle Ba said in a deep voice, his eyes revealing a baleful look. If it were ordinary people, they might really be frightened.
Jiang Ming looked at him as if he was a fool. "I know. That's why I'm going to kill all of you to prevent you from telling on me."
Uncle Ba almost could not catch his breath, but then he thought about it and had to admit that what Jiang Ming said made sense.
He was cursing in his heart, but his face instantly changed into an extremely friendly expression. "Ming, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. If you let me off today, I'll definitely reward you handsomely."
"You can reward me in your next life."
Jiang Ming glanced at him and stopped talking nonsense. He slowly walked to the table, picked up a punk's head, glanced at his appearance, and said lightly, "When the Shi family killed the herb gatherers, I heard from Mr. Jiang that you were the one who helped catch them."
"No, no, no, spare me!" the punk cried and begged for mercy.
Jiang Ming's expression was indifferent. He held his head in one hand and a hatchet in the other. Like slaughtering a lamb, he slowly cut through his neck.
Blood spurted out, splashing on the faces of the people at the table.
Jiang Ming threw the man down, took two steps forward, and grabbed the head of the second man. "In the summer, didn't you break Elder Sun's leg and tell him that he couldn't make it through the winter?"
Blood spurted out from his neck. Jiang Ming threw the man away and continued to walk to the third person.
His actions instantly shocked everyone. The entire room was filled with an oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.
They watched as their comrades were killed one by one. They knew that it would be their turn soon, but they could not change anything.
"Help. Help!"
One of the punks could not stand this and actually fainted from fear. He even wet his pants.
Uncle Ba's entire body trembled like a sieve. He looked at a black-robed man with hope, "Elder Tong, save us!"
Jiang Ming had already walked to the black-robed man's side. He lifted his head with one hand, and the hatchet was going to cut his neck.
Uncle Ba's face revealed a look of despair.
However, the next moment, the black-robed man who was still lying on the ground suddenly jumped up. His eyes lit up, and he punched Jiang Ming's head.
Uncle Ba's eyes lit up.
"Hmph, a puny little brat like you dares scheme against me? How could you know that I'm already an expert at sensing blood Qi? Even though I'm affected by the effects of the medicine, I can still make one attack with all my strength!" Elder Tong's face was filled with a sneer even before his fist had landed.
It was as if he could already see Jiang Ming's brain splattering everywhere.
A soft sound pulled Elder Tong back to reality from his fantasy.
Jiang Ming raised his left hand slightly and blocked Elder Tong's full-powered punch with ease. His palm did not move an inch as if it was a steel plate. It even made Elder Tong's fist feel a little numb.
Uncle Ba and Elder Tong were both dumbfounded!
"You sensed the blood Qi? Work harder in your next life," Jiang Ming said with a gentle smile.
He had already seen that this black-robed man was unusual during the day, so how could he not be on guard?
"Y-you're a martial artist!" Elder Tong's body went limp again, but he cried out in shock, "How is that possible? You're just a village man; how did you manage to master the technique at such a young age?"
Jiang Ming did not wait for him to finish his words and cut his neck with a knife. His blood directly sprayed on the beams of the house.
"As expected of someone who has practiced martial arts!" Jiang Ming was also shocked, but he immediately praised him.
Elder Tong died with his eyes wide open as if he were rolling his eyes at Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming continued to kill them one by one. In just a moment, only Uncle Ba was left alive in the whole house. Uncle Ba's spirit was somewhat abnormal. His eyes lost focus, and he sat paralyzed on the chair, only his mouth kept muttering, "Don't kill me. Don't kill me."
Jiang Ming looked at this scene calmly. Uncle Ba, who was tyrannical in Peace Town, was just an ordinary person. He would only reveal his true self when facing life and death.
Without hesitation, he cut off Uncle Ba's head and rolled it to the corner of the table. The scar on his face was clearly visible.
Only then did Jiang Ming heave a sigh of relief.
"Very good. A perfect infiltration."
Jiang Ming patted himself on the back and then began to search the body with great interest.
As expected, the punks were penniless. They only had a few dozen copper coins.
On the other hand, Uncle Ba had three taels of silver and a number of copper coins.
The richest of them all was Elder Tong, who had a banknote worth fifty taels of silver stuffed into his pocket, as well as a thin booklet.
"This is the prescription for the secret martial arts medicine?" Jiang Ming casually flipped through it, and his eyes lit up.
It was like finding a pillow when he was drowsy. Ever since he had broken through, his cultivation speed had been plummeting. To him, this prescription was more attractive than money.
"It must belong to Elder Tong. In order to practice martial arts, he spent a lot of money to buy this," Jiang Ming guessed.
Jiang Ming quickly stuffed the money and the booklet into his arms and went into the inner room. He found more than thirty taels of silver in a box.
"Uncle Ba is really rich." Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and put them into his arms without any hesitation.
Then, Jiang Ming found a clean set of clothes in the house and changed into them. He kicked over the torches in the house and strode out.
In the dark night, tongues of fire quickly rose and swept through the entire house in the blink of an eye.
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