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  At this critical moment, Xiaoyu opened his mouth and let out a 'hum' sound. A formless wave radiated from him, rapidly spreading in all directions.

  "Soul Split Wave, sonic attack, attack radius 5 meters, characteristics: destroy the auditory system of all living things within the range, attribute: indiscriminate attack. Level: primary, current proficiency: 15%."

  The three people's bodies shook violently, and two thin lines of blood flowed out from each of their ears. "Bang", "bang" - the two guns fell to the ground simultaneously, and the three people collapsed together on the ground.

  "Hint: Defeated three Flying Car Gang elite thugs, gained 600 battle experience points, and increased Soul Splitting Wave proficiency to 35%!"

  Xiao Yu stepped over the three people and came to the innermost corner of the warehouse, where a safe was neatly placed.

  According to what the bald and robust man said, Xiaoyu pressed down on the four digits '9527', and with a 'click' sound, the safe's door opened.

  A large stack of 100-yuan bills was neatly placed inside, and Xiao Yu roughly estimated that there were over three million yuan. There were also many gold and silver jewelry, watches and other items, it seemed that the Fei Long Gang had not been idle, and they had quite a few things.

  It's not a place where one can stay for long. Xiaoyu took a travel bag from the side and packed all the money and things in the safe into the bag.

  At a glance, I saw that the safe had another small red cloth package stuffed inside. When I opened it, I found a shiny black pearl about the size of a cherry, with what seemed to be liquid flowing inside, emitting tiny flashes of light, like stars in a dark night sky, very strange and unusual.

  Xiao Yu looked at it curiously and threw a reconnaissance technique over.

  "Unidentified pearl, treasure, belongs to which surname? ?????, unidentified item."

  This is surprisingly similar to the jade ring I got from Wang Guo Chang, an unidentified item, but this bead shows less information.

  Xiao Yu instinctively felt that the surname of this pearl should be absolutely no less than that jade ring, but at this time he didn't have time to look closely, and put the treasure back in his pocket wrapped in a red cloth.

  He picked up his travel bag, and Xiao Yu walked in front of each bandit one by one, pressing their "Seventeenth Vertebra" acupoint. For these people, Xiao Yu would not show any sympathy. As the saying goes, since they chose this path, they should have this awareness. Evil will be repaid with evil; it's just that the time hasn't come yet. Being able to leave them breathing was already quite generous of him.

  As for that little mustachioed drug dealer and Old Chen's colleague, Xiao Yu treated them equally and without exception, not missing a single point. This kind of accomplice to the bandits was even more unforgivable.

  Then he came out and brought in the bandit he had thrown outside, and put him together with those bandits.

  The warehouse, which was originally filled with constant screams, suddenly fell silent, making it somewhat eerie.

  Xiao Yu closed the warehouse door and sprinted towards the south of the city.

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  Xiao Lian's hair salon, second floor, a private room inside.

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  Neihuang County has many high-end places compared to Xiaoli Hair Salon, and there are also many women who are younger and more beautiful than Wu Li. However, every time Qi San comes to Neihuang, he always comes here to find Wu Li for a romantic encounter.

  Rather than saying that Qi San was nostalgic, it would be better to say that he had a discerning eye for people. Although Wu Li was already thirty-two years old, her skin was smooth and delicate, not at all inferior to that of a seventeen or eighteen year old girl. Moreover, she was skilled in the art of lovemaking, and the way she moved her legs could drive men wild with desire. Qi San had experienced it once and was forever hooked, from then on he lost interest in other women.

  This small beauty salon was opened by Wu Li with the money given by Qi San. Wu Li, this woman, has one good thing about her, which is that she absolutely doesn't ask questions that shouldn't be asked and absolutely doesn't say things that shouldn't be said. Although she knows very well what Qi San does, she never mentions it in front of him, which also makes Qi San feel comfortable staying here.

  "Hmm..." Qi San let out a low hum, a surge of extreme excitement spreading from his lower body to his brain. He thrust into Wu Li's body several more times before finally pulling out.

  Tonight, including this time, Qi San has done it four times already. Even with his extraordinary physical strength, he felt a bit breathless and his heart racing, his legs going soft.

  As the saying goes, lust is a sharp knife that scrapes to the bone, and it's really not an exaggeration. Qi San shook his head, feeling that he was being utterly ridiculous. The physical strength he had exhausted tonight was simply more than twice what he would have used in a robbery.

  Wu Li considerately took a wet wipe and helped Qi San clean his lower body. Seeing Qi San's exhausted appearance, she couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You're not leaving tonight, are you? Why don't you lie down here for a bit first? I'll go take a shower downstairs and then come back up to keep you company."

  Qī Sān saw her plump white thighs shaking in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out to touch them again. His heart was excited once more, but his little brother had already sent a message of protest, and he was really powerless. He waved his hand at her and said, "Go ahead, I'll just smoke a cigarette first."

  Wu Li smiled sweetly, casually picked out a piece of clothing, and just like that, she wore it vacantly, twisted her waist, and opened the door with a gentle swaying motion, then went downstairs.

  He lit a cigarette and slowly took a few puffs, his thoughts gradually drifting away, memories of past events unfolding before him like scenes from a movie.

  When he was young, Qi San studied hard under the guidance of his master, and at that time, he had high hopes for the future, vowing to use martial arts to punish evil and support good, upholding justice.

  When he really grew up, he felt that the world was not so simple. No matter where he went, he needed something - money. Without money, he would be looked down upon, bullied, and even couldn't eat a full meal.

  When he first snatched 200,000 yuan in cash from a boss on a long-distance bus, he was also terrified for a while and stayed in the mountains for a long time before coming out.

  After that, he felt that having money and not having money were two different things. He liked the feeling of spending lavishly. A month later, when the 20,000 yuan was spent, Qi San robbed again, and then it became a habit.

  Three years ago, when he was committing a crime on a long-distance bus, a passenger actually dared to resist, and Qi San lost his hand and punched him in the temple, killing the passenger on the spot. This time Qi San stayed in the mountains for an even longer period of time.

  When he came out of the mountains, he felt that this world was no different from before, and killing people also became a habit.

  In just two years, he relied on his skills to gather more than a dozen capable subordinates, bought over a dozen motorcycles, and established the "Fei Long Gang". Riding motorcycles, they committed crimes all over the highways from Anyang to Neihuang, leaving the police at a loss. They were known by locals as the "Flying Vehicle Party".

  They gradually expanded their forces to the marginal areas, and because of his ruthless means, various local underworld bosses were afraid of him. Perhaps, if they continued to develop, they would become the overlord of the unified Henan underworld in the future.

  Qī Sān narrowed his eyes, thinking of good things. As for the old farmer who was seriously injured by himself during the robbery today, he had long been thrown away by him. Since he started his career, Qī Sān had already killed dozens of people with his own hands. What did this poor and powerless mountain old man count as? Even if he died, what could be done about it?

  He spat out a mouthful of cigarette smoke, the room was filled with haze, Qi San suddenly felt that there seemed to be an extra person at the door, and his heart skipped a beat. This sly fox had washed up so quickly? After this brief rest, he himself also somewhat recovered, and it seemed he could fight another round again.

  The smoke dispersed, and the person in front of him gradually became clear. A figure of a masked man emerged, and Qi San's heart was shocked. No! It wasn't Wu Li! It was an enemy!

  Qī Sān, a carp, suddenly jumped up from the bed and punched the incoming person in the face. Although he was stark naked at this time, compared to his life, it didn't matter.

  As long as the opponent dodges this punch, I can find an opening and make a quick getaway.

  Zi San's reaction was not slow, and many times when he faced life-and-death crises, he used his extraordinary reactions to turn danger into safety.

  But this time it's different.

  The opponent did not dodge, but instead let out a cold laugh and threw a punch at Qi San.

  A hint of disdain flashed in Qi San's eyes. He was a genuine Shaolin practitioner, trained in fist techniques since childhood. This person dared to exchange blows with him; wasn't that like an mantis trying to stop a chariot?

  At the moment when the two fists intersected, a layer of hazy white light suddenly appeared on the masked man's fist, and Qi San's heart skipped a beat. What kind of skill is this?

  Before he could react, a loud "crack" was heard, and intense pain shot through his fist. Qi San was thrown back onto the bed by a powerful force, as if his punch had hit an iron block. His hand bones couldn't withstand the immense pressure and were already twisted out of shape.

  This kid is also a unique character. His right hand was severely injured, but he didn't make a sound. With his left hand, he reached under the pillow, where a handgun was placed.

  The masked man let out a cold hum, opened his mouth, and a soundless wave rippled outward in all directions like water waves.

  Qī Sān's left hand had just touched the gun when he seemed to be petrified, two thin lines of blood flowed out from his ears and spread to his cheeks.

  The masked man approached Qi San, his right hand clenched into a fist and heavily poked at Qi San's waist eye, causing Qi San's whole body to shake violently. He immediately went limp on the bed, with fear and despair filling his eyes. As someone who practiced martial arts, he clearly knew which acupoint had been struck, and he knew that this life of his was over.

  "Hint: Defeat Flying Car Gang Leader Qi San, gain 1000 combat experience points, and increase Soul Splitting Wave proficiency to 60%!"

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