Tang Xiaobao frowned slightly.

This wasn't his first time killing someone, but he still felt it was a bit cruel.

A good life is gone just like that.

He is a miracle doctor, but he will not help. Moreover, he is not a god. The injury caused by Ghost Sword is beyond recovery.

It was like swallowing saliva frantically. He had never heard of or seen the method used by Tang Xiaobao before. This method was really too clever.

It's simply not something humans can do.

"If you have any last words, just tell me now. Maybe I can help you fulfill them." Tang Xiaobao said with a chuckle.

The ghost sword spurted blood even more violently, and finally its head tilted and it died.

"Is he really dead this time?" asked Fatty Zhu.

Tang Xiaobao nodded: "He is really dead, alas."

He let out a long sigh.

Fatty Zhu said from the side, "Why are you sighing? Killing a person is not worth sighing about. Besides, this person did a lot of evil things in his life, and he even flew over my head. He deserved to die."

Wanru also said, "Brother Tang, although this Ghost Sword is well-known in the martial arts world, he has actually done a lot of shameful things. A few years ago, he even slaughtered a family of more than ten people in Northeast China. He also killed more than a hundred people in Wangcangmen, Jiangxi. He killed people without regard for age or ability to fight back. Oh, and he also raped many ignorant girls. His crimes are truly heinous and he deserves death. Don't be sad."

Tang Xiaobao did feel sympathy, and after hearing this, he felt relieved.

Master Tang is getting rid of harm for the people!

Mr. Tang is a great hero... Damn, this barely counts.

"When have I ever been sad?" Tang Xiaobao curled his lips. "I just think it's boring to kill them all at once. I'll see if I can find something good."

As if: ...

Fatty Zhu: ...

Tang Xiaobao began to search Gui Jian's body, fumbled around for a while, and found a wallet.

“The style is quite fashionable.”

I opened the wallet and found a stack of bills and a few cards inside.

"I wonder how much money is in here?" Tang Xiaobao muttered to himself, and put away several cards and the wallet. He thought to himself that he should go and look up computer hacking technology later. Oh, isn't the third brother very good? He will let him try to crack it later. If he can really crack the password, there will definitely be a big surprise.

Just kidding, these high-flying gangsters are definitely real rich people.

Think about it, at an auction, tens of billions of dollars are spent. How can there be a shortage of money?

I guess he is countless times richer than those so-called rich people out there.

In addition, a sword manual was found on Gui Jian. It seemed to be quite old and was made of sheepskin. There were no words on it, only some pictures.

Tang Xiaobao felt overwhelmed at the sight. Seeing Wanru staring at the sword manual with shining eyes, he handed it to her: "Want to see it?"

Wanru was a little embarrassed: "Is it bad to peek at other people's martial arts? And if the leader finds out, he will definitely investigate."

Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "From now on, you will only listen to me. If you want to watch it, you can watch it. It's not some martial arts secret book. It's not a martial arts secret book that can kill someone with one move. What kind of profound martial arts is it?"

sweat……

It was as if he had received a sword manual. He looked at it with relish for a few seconds and then put it away carefully.

She was speechless too.

Tang Xiaobao’s words are so infuriating.

You are obviously a true immortal cultivator and have all the means of an immortal. It is normal that others cannot beat you.

It's you who are too strong, not others who are weak, okay...

In the martial arts world, Ghost Sword is so famous and has killed so many martial arts masters, how could he be weak?

Fatty Zhu crawled into the bushes on the side and took out a briefcase containing some treasures bought at an auction. He threw them all to Tang Xiaobao, while he himself held the pottery jar and laughed non-stop.

"My dear, my dear, I will treat you to soup some other day." Fatty Zhu laughed.

Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "I won't drink soup made with this."

"What do you know about this thing - forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you. Come, put all these things away." Fatty Zhu said.

Tang Xiaobao was a little disappointed. He put away his things and asked Fatty Zhu, "How do we deal with this corpse?"

"Just throw it here to feed the wild dogs." Fatty Zhu was very straightforward.

"Isn't that a bit too cruel?"

"Then let your ghost slave handle it. It just so happens that this person just died, and the ghost slave can still absorb some vitality, which will also be beneficial for her realm improvement." Fatty Zhu reminded.

"Lan Nu, come out quickly, you can handle it."

Tang Xiaobao then remembered that Lan Nu was best at handling this kind of thing, so he gave an order.

Lan Nu rarely shows up where Fatty Zhu is, but following Tang Xiaobao's instructions, he still came out of the ring.

This time, she didn't hide.

She intended to let Wanru meet her.

From then on, Miss Wanru was Tang Xiaobao's personal maid.

Lan Nu is jealous.

Do you think you are beautiful?

I am more beautiful than you! Lan Nu appeared out of thin air, and her white clothes fluttered, almost like an immortal. She was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly, her little face pale.

"She, she, she is——"

Lan Nu glanced at her and said, "I am the master's ghost slave and his personal maid. The master loves me the most, hmm."

Are you still jealous?

Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.

This Lan Nu is becoming more and more humane.

She doesn't look like a ghost at all, she looks more like a teenage girl.

It was as if he couldn't even speak clearly: "You, you are a ghost?"

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