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Bang!
The man was smmed into the wall, his head bleeding heavily, leaving a crimson mark on the wall.
Jiang g had no iion of stopping.
Bang!
Bang!
With each hit, blood spttered and staihe wall, resembling an a bloody totem.
Jiang g released his grip on the man's hair, and the mangled body colpsed onto the floor with a thud, like a heap of mud.
Half of the man's head had caved in, a mixture of red and white sticky fluids tio flow out.
Jiang g wiped his hands on his clothes, then turned his head to look at the vilge chief and others, his gaze calm as if the night before a storm.
Everyone was stunned by Jiang g and Xiaomeng’s as, especially the former. Just one look from him made them too scared to move, their throats tightening untrolbly.
They had once prided themselves on their ruthless methods, believing they were merciless when it came to exposing the spiracy of Xiao Shijian Vilge. Many i souls had already been buried in the Qian family mansion.
But only today did they realize that their cruelty was nothing pared to the man standing a few meters away from them.
He was the true ruthless one.
Ruthless to the core.
“How are you?” Xiaomeng lowered her voice.
She didn’t think Jiang g was hurt, as it was clearly a crushing victory. She asked more out of ay, hoping to relieve her own tension.
The terrifying aura emanating from Jiang g was suffog.
Jiang g looked at his hands, rubbed his two fiogether, and suddenly said, “A bit sticky.”
Xiaomeng shivered.
“How much longer do you io keep this guy alive?” He turned his gaze to the man with the beard who was crouched on the ground.
Seeing Jiang g's as, the bearded maered "py dead" mode, enduring the excruciating pain without a sound, lying on the ground like a dead pig. Yet, Jiang g noticed him.
At this moment, his heart was about to leap out of his chest.
“You… you ’t kill me!” The bearded man shouted in fear, “My father is the vilge chief! If you kill me, my father won’t let you go!”
Jiang g smiled, revealing a row of white teeth stained with blood, “As if I would spare your father.”
Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng's face filled with . This man was clearly no longer normal. Although the first wave of atta the vilge chief and others had failed, they had the advantage of the terrain and the enemy's uimation.
If Jiang g were to attack the vilge chief, even with all his strength, he would eventually be overwhelmed and die horribly.
Xiaomeng didn’t mind Jiang g dying, but not now.
Once Jiang g was done, she would be .
“Don’t be impulsive,” Xiaomeng tried to advise. She swallowed nervously and said in a low voice, “We’ll spare him for now. Once we find the meism to open the door, then you do whatever you want.”
The vilge chief also couldn’t hold bay longer. He only had this one soo carry on the family line. If something happeo him, the family line would end.
To the mountain people, who valued heritage above all else, this would be a disaster.
The vilge chief, hoarse with emotion, shouted, “Don’t hurt my third son. As long as you let him go, anything… anything is iable.”
Xiaomeng was truly afraid that Jiang g might make some strange demands, leading to a deadly stalemate. She quickly responded, “It’s possible to release him, but first tell me how to open the door behind us.”
Hearing this, a flicker of something crossed the vilge chief’s eyes.
Xiaomeng immediately grew alert. “Don’t try anything funny!”
She pressed the sharp end of a wooden hairpihe bearded man’s eye, sg him so much that he almost wet himself. He desperately begged his father to agree to their terms.
“This….” The vilge chief hesitated for a moment before replying, “This is fine, but you must release him first.”
Xiaomeng sneered and immediately used the hairpin to stab through the bearded man’s hand, pinning it to the ground.
“Ahh!!”
A scream rang out, and the vilge chief, desperate to protect his son, panicked. He quickly waved his hand and said, “Enough, enough. To be fair, we will send two people to help you open the door. Is that acceptable?”
He licked his dry lips and tinued, “Ohe door is open, you return my son.”
“No!”
“One person then!” The vilge chief’s expression darkened, and it was clear that the st of his patience was running out.
Xiaomeng took a deep breath, “Deal!”
She figured that one person wouldn’t pose much of a threat to her. Ohe door opened, she would ehe secret room and escape through the iron door.
As for what Jiang g would do , that was none of her .
The vilge chief and his group huddled together, whispering. Xiaomeng squinted her eyes, and after a while, one man stepped forward.
Jiang g stared at him expressionlessly.
It was the man who had earlier delivered food to them, the oh the bamboo pole. Jiang g had even sneakily given him a steamed bun.
This man, with dark skin, was obviously different from the others in the vilge. There was no madness in his eyes; he was calm, like Jiang g.
He spoke little and spent most of his time alone. When Jiang g handed him the bun, he merely smiled faintly.
The man stood nearly two meters tall, with a strong build. His muscles under his clothes were like small hills.
Now, as he walked toward them, he was exerting some pressure on Xiaomeng.
The vilge chief’s group clearly had other iions, but Xiaomeng had er options at the moment. She grabbed the bearded man and dragged him to the door.
She remained cautiously on guard.
Jiang g poured the kerosene from the mp onto the b he had pulled out, then took a box of matches from his pocket.
His as immediately caused panic among the vilge chief and the others.
The entire inn was made of wood, including the furniture and floors. If a fire broke out, the sequences would be unimaginable.
Jiang g was making it clear to them.
If they tried any tricks, they would all die together.
The vilge chief’s face darkened.
The strong man walked slowly toward them, lifting the rough hem of his clothes as he did, showing that he wasn’t carrying any ons.
But this also uionally exposed his muscur frame.
He was very stroremely strong.
When he reached Jiang g, Jiang g had to look up to meet his gaze.
The man slowly turned, signaling that there were no hidden ons behind him.
Theurned back to face the bck-painted wall, bent dooked at something in the er. The wall trembled and then cracked open.
The secret door was unlocked.
Xiaomeng’s face lit up again.
The maook a step back, seemingly signaling for Jiang g to open the door himself.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Jiang g looked at him, and after a few seds of silence, he said, “You’re pnning to attack me from behind while I open the door.”
(End of the Chapter)
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