When it's time to be ruthless, show no mercy; when it's time to kill, kill them all!
People have different positions and perspectives. The Chai family has had a hard life, so does that mean Li Changfeng deserves to die?
The Chai family sent assassins twice in a row; should this be let off the hook?
No!
Li Changfeng was never a kind or compassionate person; he was just an ordinary person, a very ordinary person with emotions and desires, with love and hate, and who dared to love and hate.
The Chai family has gone down the wrong path, so why should Li Changfeng tolerate it?
That's against the rules!
That doesn't make sense!
Li Changfeng, alone with his sword, fought with unbridled gusto, causing men and horses to fall in disarray.
No matter how many people or how many swords the enemy has, they are no match for him, as easily as children playing with, naive and fragile.
It is undeniable that the Chai family still has many ancient martial arts experts, but this is not a problem for Li Changfeng.
They lacked the strength to fight back, and no one could stand up to confront them.
Li Changfeng was mainly responsible for the silent kill.
Massacre, indiscriminate killing.
Kill until no one stands, kill until the last soldier is left.
The Chai family compound went from initial chaos and agitation to complete silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop, in just half an hour.
The courtyard was filled with corpses, a horrifying and chilling sight, with the stench of blood filling the nostrils.
"Do you have anything to say?" Li Changfeng asked calmly as he stood in the main hall.
"One wrong step leads to another, and the whole game is lost. It's all because I'm too soft-hearted," Chai Bairi said dejectedly.
"Walk by yourself? Or should I do it?" Li Changfeng asked simply.
"No need to trouble you, I'll do it myself." Chai Bairi took out a dagger he kept close at hand, looked around, and felt reluctant to leave.
The Chai family will be gone forever tonight; their home, where they have lived for decades, will be destroyed.
Chai Bairi raised the dagger and plunged it into his heart.
"Swoosh!" The position was precise, and the blow was fatal.
Chai Bairi collapsed to the ground, closed his eyes, and awaited the arrival of death.
Li Changfeng turned and left without expression.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a faint sense of desolation.
The desolate figure was not an isolated case. In an unknown small county town, a young man was dressed in rags, his hair was disheveled, he reeked of a foul odor, and he was as thin as a rake.
At that moment, he was rummaging through the trash can, completely absorbed.
When he saw a piece of cake that was still relatively intact, his eyes lit up. He quickly picked it up, stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation, and ate it with great relish.
This child is starving; I wonder whose child it is, unable to even get three meals a day.
If you look closely, it's not hard to recognize that this person is Yu Wencheng, whom you haven't seen for a long time.
He was the real catalyst, tricking Bai Shaojie into joining forces against Li Changfeng, which led to the extermination of the Bai family in Jinghai.
Without the destruction of the Bai family, it would have been impossible for the Chai family in the provincial capital to be implicated.
Yu Wencheng was unlucky; he had to choose one of the wrong people to oppose, and that was Li Changfeng.
After escaping Jinghai last time, he wandered around aimlessly, without any support. Because he had no skills or expertise, he lived a life of uncertainty, sometimes having one meal and sometimes not.
So, they were starving and had no other choice but to come out in the middle of the night to find something to eat.
After finishing the meal, I found a half-empty bottle of Coke, shook it, and drank it all.
Afterwards, they returned to their temporary shelter, an abandoned residential building.
No one lives there anymore; it has been abandoned for several years, and everywhere is desolate.
Yu Wencheng sat on the stairs, filled with emotion, sighing repeatedly, wondering when this kind of life would ever end.
When will this end?!
To live a life of hiding and never have enough to eat?
Maybe... I should find a job tomorrow, even if it's just washing dishes, at least I can fill my stomach and not be starving.
But wouldn't that be beneath my dignity? Wouldn't I lose face?
Yu Wencheng is completely overthinking things. Someone who's about to starve to death doesn't care about saving face. They're already rummaging through trash cans, why would they care about their identity?
Are you kidding me?!
Is saving face more valuable, or is life more important?
He was no longer the young master of the Yu family, nor was he the rich kid who had everything done for him.
Yu Wencheng was well aware of his situation, but after being a playboy for twenty years, it was hard for him to accept suddenly doing the lowest-level job. He couldn't let go of his former arrogance.
"Forget it, I'll just have to make do one day at a time," Yu Wencheng muttered to himself in despair, then pulled out the well-worn Seventy-Two Styles of Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique from his pocket.
This book is incomplete, fragmented, missing words, and incoherent. Moreover, the first two pages are long gone.
Yu Wencheng would take it out and look at it when he had nothing else to do.
But no matter how many times you look, there is no progress.
Following the above training method yielded absolutely no results; not only did I not gain internal strength, I couldn't even let out a fart.
"This thing is a complete rip-off. My father spent millions to buy it. It's an insult to intelligence."
"They even said that mastering the Dragon Slayer Sword Technique would allow them to avenge their grievances. Isn't that just utter nonsense?"
"Sigh!" Yu Wencheng sighed and threw the book on the ground.
Outside the abandoned building!
"Seventh Brother, shall we leave? It's too scary here, all gloomy and chilly."
"What are you afraid of? Do you want to join the Explosive Gang? Do you want to be a member? If you don't even have this much guts, what kind of society are you in? You might as well go home and feed the pigs, and stop embarrassing yourself in public." A burly man shouted in exasperation.
"Seventh Brother, courage is something we're born with, there's nothing I can do about it," the other man said, trembling and shaking.
"We have no choice but to hold on. Once we join the Explosive Gang, we'll be able to eat and drink well, have money to spend and girls to chase. Just thinking about those wonderful days will make me smile in my dreams."
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