One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty Seven: Murder

One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty Seven: Murder

Yan Wan has a cat. According to the character's background information, this cat is also a stray cat. They depend on each other for life. Occasionally, Dabai will come back with stolen food in his mouth...

I don’t know if this cat is a monster, but it seems to be very smart. One person and one cat just support each other, and that's how they live today.

As for the Boss Long that the little thief mentioned, he is the local snake of this small town. He controls the beggars in the whole city. Every beggar must pay protection fees on time.

Yan Huan couldn't care about it before, but now...

No one could ever take money out of his hand, no one!

And if this little thief dares to say this, it can only mean that he stole the money this time. Maybe he was instructed by Boss Long. Maybe there is not only gold and silver in the wallet, but also other things?

These were all analyzed by Yan Wang just now, because the script outline basically describes this period in one sentence.

There are few detailed descriptions of his childhood experiences. It was not until Yan Wan was adopted by an old Taoist and began to practice that the details gradually began to emerge.

"Perhaps, I discovered an incredible plot?" Yan Wan was walking on the road and couldn't help but think of the rich lady's attire. The more he recalled it, the more likely it was.

According to common sense.

If the purse contained only valuables and the like, judging from the financial resources shown by the young lady, she would not have that kind of reaction.

Anxious, even...fearful.

Could there be something else inside?

Yan Wan grinned and smiled indifferently, then his eyes fell on a certain building. He paused and then turned away: "If the little thief's actions were ordered by Boss Long, Boss Long must know something."

Back at his residence, a small nest built with scrap wooden boards under the bridge, Dabai ran off somewhere without seeing the cat.

The rich lady blinked and said in a somewhat unclear tone: "That beggar gives me a special feeling."

"He's not simple."

The maid was very solemn. She could tell from the way Yan Wan subdued the thief just now. This little guy looked thin and slovenly, but he had an extremely fierce and murderous aura in his moves.

Behind the scenes, there are experts giving guidance.

This is the conclusion the maid came to, the most likely conclusion.

The lady smiled slightly and took the handed purse: "Isn't my brother in need of a reading companion? I think he is good."

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"One, two, three..." Not long after Yan Wan lay down, he heard chaotic footsteps outside. There were quite a few people, at least five or six.

Wow...

The weak nest was suddenly violently torn open, and the cold wind took away the remaining heat in an instant.

"Boss Long wants to see you." The man raised his fist in a demonstration and said coldly. The others surrounded the surrounding area with a tacit understanding, leaving no room for retreat.

Yan Wan's reaction was very strange and abnormal. Seeing them fighting in such a big battle, he just asked calmly: "What's going on?"

"Why is there so much nonsense?"

The man was a little impatient and cursed: "Yan Wang, you have always obeyed the rules, and we all see it. But you shouldn't, you shouldn't have ruined Brother Long's business today."

"Okay." Yan Wan didn't waste any time and stood up obediently, letting the other party tie his hands.

No one noticed that as they were leaving, a black cat quietly appeared at the bridge, staring at their backs and purring softly.

After a while, it suddenly jumped up and ran quickly in a certain direction.

It didn't take long for the group to arrive at their destination, Boss Long's house.

"Thanks for the directions, you're useless." Yan Huan glanced at the back door not far away, rusty iron pieces swirled between his fingers, and passed through the throats of these people in an instant.

Pa da

He threw away the iron piece, and Yan Wan picked up the short knife in someone's hand. The back of the knife shone brightly, giving off a chilling chill under the moonlight.

Tonight, the wind is high and the moon is dark, it is a rare night for murder.

Puff... Puff

In fact, martial arts, without the blessing of a transcendent system, is nothing more than the evolution of techniques.

And whether you have a weapon in hand or not, the influence is huge.

If you don't have weapons and fight with bare hands, strength and physique are more important than skills. But once there is a weapon, the skill is more important than the other two.

Because... people have vital points. No matter how much they practice, they can't stop the weapons from attacking them.

As for people who have developed internal strength and stepped into the extraordinary world...in essence, these guys are no longer human beings, they are more advanced creatures that have started the path of evolution.

For example, during the heyday of Yan Wang, the internal organs in the body were more like decorations. The meridians, bones, and Dantian soul were the key. Even if the first two were broken, they could be restored after a little rest.

Can ordinary people do it?

Although the short sword is only two feet long, the blade is sharp enough to cut the opponent's throat and pierce the enemy's vitals.

Killing is actually not difficult, just one knife.

The radius of three meters is the place of death. Anyone who steps into the range will be killed by the short knife in Yan Wan's hand in the blink of an eye. If he is lucky, he will twitch a few times, but if he is not lucky, he will burp.

maid? Servant?

It doesn't exist. Yan Wang came here with the intention of killing people and exterminating the family, so he happened to give them a ride. He didn't care whether these people were pitiful or innocent.

There are countless ways to solve things, and the simplest is always killing.

He didn't have time to distinguish what these people were like, so he simply killed them all.

Dang clang, clang clang...

The short knife cut across the fence of the corridor, making a slightly lonely crisp sound.

Yan looked at the embarrassed fat man in front of him with a smile, then flicked his other hand, and several iron pieces picked up casually were instantly driven into the throats of the women behind him.

"I'm here for two things."

Yan Wan sat on the fence, playing with the short knife in his hand: "First, I'm short of money. Ask Boss Long to borrow some. Second, I'm asking, why did you let someone steal the rich lady's purse?"

Although the fat man is a bit old and far from the bravery he once was, he still has a good eye for scheming. Knowing that he has suffered a setback today, he will naturally not give him an answer so easily.

"Whether you say it or not, you will die. Do you think I will let you succeed?"

"No, you will."

Yan Wan's expression was very calm, as if a fat man would say it after eating it to death.

The fat man's expression changed because he noticed that when Yan Wan was speaking, his eyes turned to the only remaining female family member behind him, or rather to the infant baby in his arms.

"No harm can harm the family..."

"Then will you cooperate?"

After a long silence, Boss Long sighed with regret, and finally told the truth: "I... I was ordered by someone, and the eldest lady of the Wen Yun family accidentally obtained a fragment of an Immortal Cultivation Technique, so..."

Phew!

Yan Wan stood up and slowly pulled out the short knife inserted into the opponent's throat. The knife flashed and passed over the female family member's neck, taking away her life.

Dropping the dagger casually, Yan Wang picked up the package in the other person's arms, picked up the baby and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped and looked up to the left.

"Are you here?" He smiled and walked over the fence towards these people.

"Meow" Dabai jumped down from the woman's arms, ran to Yan Wan's shoulder, rubbed his temples affectionately, and made a purring sound.

"Did you hear that?" Yan Wan looked at the rich lady he had just met during the day.

"Um."

The woman nodded slightly, glanced at the corpses in the courtyard, and her pupils shrank invisibly: "But what I'm more surprised about is that you, a little beggar, have such abilities."

Yan grinned wildly, his white teeth standing out particularly conspicuously in the moonlight: "The Zhu family is full of wine and meat... there are many things that will surprise you."

"Oh? Really?" The woman's eyes flickered, as if she didn't hear the sarcasm in Yan Huan's words, and a hint of narrowing appeared in her eyes: "Are you going to raise this baby?"

"Why do you think so?" Yan Wan looked at her in surprise.

The woman smiled broadly: "Then why didn't you kill them all? This would leave a legacy."

"Because he is more valuable alive." Yan Huan shrugged and replied: "Besides, he is just a baby. To say that he will be in trouble later is exaggerated. Just rely on her?"

It is undeniable that Yan Wan is a guy with countless shortcomings. He is an extremely selfish egoist, full of bad intentions, and full of conspiracies. In most cases, he is a very cold-blooded guy.

However, when given a choice, he never minded being a good person.

Just like in "The Demon in the World", he chose to fight against Wang Zewei to exterminate the demon instead of colluding with him, although there are some profit reasons in this. Find the book garden www.zhaoshuyuan.com

This baby may have extraordinary talent, maybe she will become a genius in the future, maybe she will know her life experience and take revenge on Yan Wu.

However, Yan Wan didn't care.

Because the gap between him and this baby is so big that even if the other party has the halo of the protagonist, it will not be able to pose any threat to him.

So instead of killing her, Yan Wan chose... to sell him.

In this age where sons are valued over daughters, for ordinary people, a man means carrying on the family line and is worth a lot of money.

The woman frowned: "I can't tell, you are more ruthless than I thought."

"Cruel?" Yan Wan was puzzled: "I didn't kill him, but letting him live is considered cruel? This should be considered my compassion, right?"

The woman emphasized: "You killed his parents."

"Does he know?"

Yan Huan looked at the baby in his arms. Perhaps it was because he had moved so quickly before and his killing method was so clean that it did not cause much noise. So this baby is still sleeping soundly.

The woman was speechless.

The maid next to her, on the other hand, looked at Yan Wan warily and asked, "Who taught you the kung fu you learned?"

Yan Huan was moved in his heart and said with a smile: "No one teaches him, he is self-taught."

"……"maid.

"……"woman.

Yes, it was a simple sentence, but it was full of shocking force, which immediately shocked their hearts.

Yan Wan had no interest in talking anymore and turned around to leave: "You also heard what Boss Long said. Someone is spying on the treasure you got. You should resolve this matter first."

When the woman heard this, she couldn't help being slightly startled, and looked at Yan Wanshi again. The thought of recruiting him has completely faded away in my mind. This person was so weird that she wasn't sure if her brother could handle it.