61. No bloodshed, no retreat.

"Haha, you've come at the right time!"

Gan Shier flew through the air without regard for his life, swift, fast, and ruthless! He quickly came within three feet of him, his cold iron sword slashing diagonally down, aiming to sever the man's neck!

He quickly said, "Kid, don't you like chopping people's necks?"

A chill swept over him! He activated the Thunderfire Technique! Completely ignoring the icy blade at his neck! The Gentleman's Blade was sharp, swift, and fast! A spiritual technique imbued the blade! Instantly, the Gentleman's Blade was enveloped in thunder and fire!

A three-foot-long white blade! That's the color of a scorching flame. "Let's see who's faster!"

His swordsmanship was masterful, each strike capable of cutting a hundred enemies. His mind was a mixture of calm and madness! "Having come here, if I still cower in fear! If I can't wield my sword with unbridled swiftness, I might as well be dead!"

With lightning speed and the force of a mountain crashing down, it slashed across Gan Twelve's waist! The onlookers, watching from afar, turned pale with fright!

"Clang!" A sound even louder than the ringing of a temple bell! The sound carried for miles around! At the same instant!

The sound of a blade cracking an eggshell was deafening! The first strike, a scorching barrage of lightning and fire, shattered the protective talisman! The remaining ninety-nine strikes were relentless! Without the slightest hesitation, they severed the talisman at the waist.

With two sharp "thuds," Gan Shier fell to the ground in two separate pieces!

The knife cut was smooth and level! Like a shattered tomato! Scattered all over the ground! A scene of utter chaos! Blood and flesh flying everywhere!

"Not bad, it broke through my ten layers of titanium-grade divine bell shield!" he thought to himself.

"He's dead! Gan Twelve is dead!"

"Gan Shier of the Demon Sect is dead!"

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"You're amazing, sir!"

The air froze, silent for a moment! Then, a murmur of discussion erupted! After the battle, some people—the constables, the police, and their families—recognized He Chen. They cheered!

"Sir, you are a sixth-tier Lesser Martial King! Our Huangtu County is safe now!" Gan Twelve is a sixth-tier expert! Naturally, anyone who could kill him would be at least a sixth-tier expert!

The title of "Sixth-Order Lesser Martial King" is self-proclaimed, as the number of people stuck at the sixth rank has accumulated over the years. Among those at the sixth rank, those who know they have no hope of ever becoming a Martial King in this lifetime naturally only seek a hollow title!

"Yes, it's such a great honor for our Huangtu County to have such a distinguished person in charge!" "Thank you so much for your presence!" The local people around all knelt down happily!

At this moment, the yamen runners and the police arrived!

"My lord, I am late!"

“My lord,” he said, then looked at the ground without speaking.

"My lord, please punish me! I failed to notice these assassins in time; I deserve to die!"

Several subordinates, different attitudes, but the same life.

He Chen nodded. "You've come at the perfect time. Investigate them later to see if they have any accomplices!"

At this moment, Gan Shier, who was lying on the ground with his arm broken at the waist, was still alive! He spoke weakly, enduring immense pain, but his brow remained furrowed.

"Boy, if you spare my life, I swear I'll never seek revenge! From now on, I'll stay far away from you! I'll give you all the gold and jewels I've accumulated over the years!"

"You came to assassinate me, and you expect me to let you go? Isn't that going too far? Besides, if you die, I can just take it myself!" He Chen refused. No matter how much wealth he possessed, how could he let go of someone who had tried to assassinate him?

"My lord, I was misled this time! Someone must be trying to harm me. If you spare me this time, I will tell you the location of all the wealth and treasures I have accumulated over the years! Also, I will take care of the person who offered to kill you."

Seeing that things weren't going well, Gan Shier immediately changed his tone and begged in a low voice, "Pay me money to save my life!"

"No need. If you want my life, next time I see him, I'll just give him a scar the size of a bowl!" Still refused!

"The protective charm has been broken. I know who leaked it, who designed it—it must be Eighth Brother! He's afraid I'll take his position!" At this moment, Gan Twelve wasn't worried about his own death. Instead, he was whispering about who was plotting against him.

After all, money can buy life, so why would a young person refuse? Refusing is simply a way of wanting more benefits!

Swish! A flash of light! The weakened man's vision blurred! Heads rolled! Blood flowed three feet away!

In an instant, the air fell silent! Feng Buxing and Yang Dexing remained motionless! They knew even more deeply about the ruthlessness of their superiors.

"We absolutely must not provoke them!" the two thought to themselves. Absolutely, absolutely must not provoke them!

"Brother, are you alright?" Yun Su asked worriedly. Bi Yunyan and Tu Fanghua also rushed over, their faces full of worry.

Seeing the girls dressed casually, as if they were at home, I knew they hadn't had time to change. A warmth touched my heart, and I smiled, "It's alright. It's a shame the clothes you're wearing aren't even your own."

The girls were worried as they looked at their clothes stained with blood. He Chen squatted down and carefully searched Gan Shier's body. He found nothing after a long time, except for a cold iron sword! This wasn't right!

"Brother, look at my wrist!" Yun Su quickly recovered and watched He Chen's search. She showed no disgust whatsoever! She proactively came to help search. The other two women did the same, standing by and examining the wrist closely!

He slowly took off the bracelet! Why is a grown man wearing a bracelet?!

"A spatial bracelet? It doesn't look like one," Yun Su said after taking a look.

He handed the bracelet to Yunsu and examined it carefully for a while.

"It's a spatial item, but it's on one of the pendants of the chain." Yun Su's voice, concealed by her true energy, came through her ear!

He nodded. He then quickly searched the others as well!

"Four broken awls and ten thousand taels of silver notes, quite a haul," He Chen joked to the three women.

"Brother, this broken awl is also very valuable. It's specifically designed to assassinate those who practice external martial arts. It's also a deadly assassination weapon! It's worth a fortune! I estimate it's worth ten thousand taels of silver."

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