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A few seds ter, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the staircase, sounding deep and muffled, as though many pairs of heavy boots were stomping above.
They were ing upstairs.
At this moment, Jiang g and Xiaomeng were in a passive position; they were about to be ered by the vilge chief and others ihird-floor corridor.
Jiang g and Xiaomeng acted almost simultaneously, both rushing toward Room 307, where the door was still open.
Xiaomeng picked up a wooden chair from beside the table and smashed it directly into the window. The sharp sound of the gss shattering was followed by the wooden chair flying out through the broken window, nding heavily oreet outside with a loud "bang."
People were still walking oreet, and Xiaomeng hoped to attract their attention.
But as she looked out from the broken window frame, her heart sank. People were still walking dowreet, but not a single one of them seemed to notice what had just happened.
The street vendors tio call out their wares, and two women carryiable baskets passed right by the wooden chair without seeming to notice it lying in the middle of the road.
This was toe.
But this was a nightmare, a pce that couldn’t be uood by on sense.
Jiang g pulled the b hard and then grabbed the oil mp, rushing bato the corridor.
Xiaomeng followed him out, knowing that being trapped in the room would result in a much worse fate.
At that moment, several burly men came charging out from the stairs—about five or six of them, all with dark skin. The leader, wearing a beard and with triangur eyes, looked fierce.
Jiang g reized two of the men. They had been part of the vilge chief’s team when they went to the Qian family’s aral hall to put out a fire.
However, these men looked miserable. Their faces were covered in dirt, and there were small bloodstains all over their bodies.
The man on the right side of the bearded leader had one leg covered in blood, only ed with some cloth strips to prevent more blood from seeping out.
The me Jiang g with killing i, but when they looked at Xiaomeng, the killing i suddenly dissipated and was repced with raw desire.
Xiaomeng gripped the wooden hairpin tightly in her hand.
"My sons!"
A voice came from behind the stairs, sounding like it was suppressireme rage.
The vilge chief appeared oairs, supported by someohe person supp him was the tall, dark-skinned man who Jiang g had given a bun to earlier.
The crowd scattered, and the vilge chief, whose face was now full of anger, stood in the middle. The fake benevolent expression was repced by a ferocious one, and now all he could think about was tearing Jiang g into pieces.
The woman had to die too. The vilge chief fixed his gaze on Xiaomeng.
But nht now.
"Father," the bearded leader’s bloodshot eyes gred, "Big brother was killed in the explosion, and sed brother is seriously injured."
The vilge chief, whose real name was Qian Jianguo, gritted his teeth and said, "Your fourth uncle was also killed by them. Go! Kill that man and bring the woman back!"
"Whoever kills the man, the woman will belong to him!"
Hearing this, the men seemed to be on fire, shouting as they charged forward.
Despite their injuries, the fierce mountain men showed ation. Their eyes were wide open, their bd-white pupils filled with bloodshot veins, and they had no ons in hand.
Maybe they thought they didn’t need any ons to deal with a few "ordinary" people.
But Jiang g and Xiaomeng were far from ordinary people. The spa the corridor was narrow, only enough for three people to walk side by side, so no matter hoeople the vilge chief brought, only a few could charge forward at once.
A burly man wearing brown cloth, with a muscur physique, swung his fist toward Jiang g, the force behind it fierce.
In his mind, the thin man in front of him would surely colpse from a single blow.
But just as he thought victory was certain, the man in front of him staggered and mao avoid the punch. A cold gleam fshed in front of his eyes.
His movements froze, and then warmth spread in his throat, followed by a sudden tearing pain as blood erupted from his throat, even spttering onto the ceiling.
The man’s life force quickly faded, and with a thud, he colpsed to the ground, o rise again.
The piece of polished iron in Jiang g’s hand was now stained with fresh blood.
All this happened in an instant, and the other dark-skinned man rushing toward Jiang g hadn’t even figured out what had just occurred.
He swung his sturdy arm to hit Jiang g.
Jiang g blocked the blow with a bent elbow without even dodging, taking the hit head-on.
After the impact, Jiang g seemed ued, but the man’s face turned pale. He felt as though he had hit a tree.
In that brief moment of hesitation, Jiang g took a step forward and delivered a powerful elbow to the man’s chest.
The man’s body felt light as though struck by a battering ram, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall behind him.
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His heart stopped, and his brai bnk.
Something fell from his clothes.
It looked like a torn piece of clothing, bd adorned with delicate ce edges, finely made, something not from this era.
Jiang g’s hand, which had been heading toward the man’s heart, suddenly stopped.
A strange sensation spread in Jiang g’s eyes, taking over in an instant. His pupils shrank slightly, his bd-white eyes sharp as ink.
A fsh of cold light, and the man sitting on the ground lost his right hand.
Just as he was about to scream, the iron piece accurately pierced the joiween his arm and shoulder, deeply embedding itself into the bone.
The soft tissue was destroyed, and Jiang g didn’t lessen his force, causing a tinuous "creak, creak" sound.
The man’s screams echoed in his ears, while Jiang g wiped the blood from his face.
Oher side, Xiaomeng had dealt with her own oppo.
It was the bearded leader.
From their versation, it seemed the bearded man was the vilge chief’s son.
The man’s target was Xiaomeng, but to his surprise, she was no weak woman who would just cry. After a few moves, Xiaomeng had accurately severed his tendons.
Now the man was like a useless lump, colpsed on the ground.
"My sons!"
The vilge chief’s eyes nearly bled fre.
He only had three sons. The eldest had been killed by a ndmihe sed was severely injured in the explosion, and now his third son was…
"Father, save me! Ahhh!!"
Before the bearded man could finish speaking, a scream interrupted him.
Xiaomeng crushed his thumb and then slowly twisted it with her heel.
Three strong men were instantly taken down by the two of them, something the vilge chief and his group never expected.
Though they outnumbered their oppos, the vilge chief didn’t dare act rashly, fearing that they would fight bad destroy his family, which was already suffering from the ghostly torment.
In the moment, under everyone’s stunned gaze, Jiang g expressionlessly picked up the man who was lying on the ground, grabbed his head, and smmed it into the wall.
(End of the Chapter)
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