Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 86 - 83 Torture

Chapter 86: 83 Torture

The blood trace extended forward, eventually stopping at the mouth of an alleyway.

The black-clad figure had stopped running.

There he leaned against the wall, clutching his blood-drench amputated arm, surrounded by a group of armor-clad infantrymen—trapped with no hope of escape.

Leading the infantrymen was none other than Wen Yudong.

At that moment, he was fully armed, standing tall on his horse, fixing a deadly gaze on the black-clad man, and shouted, "Stop struggling. If you surrender now, I can give you a way to live."

The man in black, gasping for air, with eyes wild with madness, suddenly threw back his head and let out three boisterous laughs, before retorting furiously, "A way to live? How laughable! You servant dogs of the nobility, when have you ever offered us a way to survive? You oppress the common people, revel in your power over them, but when you’re gorging and enjoying yourselves, do you have any idea how many people are starving to death outside the city walls?"

Wen Yudong’s face darkened as he snapped back, "Just a vagabond of Jianghu, you fancy yourself as a righteous hero, inflating your own worth. You claim to fight for the people, yet all you do is murder and arson. Don’t push your luck. This is your last chance, will you surrender or not?"

"Ha ha ha!"

The black-clad man released his left arm, allowing blood to spurt forth freely, and bellowed, "What is there to enjoy in life or to fear in death for a true man? Come on, if I even frown, I’m your grandson!"

"You’re courting death!" Wen Yudong suddenly exerted force in his legs, leaping high from the horseback, soaring towards the man in black.

The man in black took a deep breath, sliding his feet around; his figure immediately became elusive as his left arm swelled, mustering the strength for a palm strike.

However, he was clearly losing too much blood, his steps were unsteady, and his movement had slowed significantly compared to the agility he had when he ambushed Fang Zhixing.

Moreover, his right hand was his usual weapon of choice. Now that he was lifting his left hand for a strike, it looked awkward no matter how one looked at it.

Whereas Wen Yudong, gliding down from a height, resembled a refreshing breeze sweeping through, his body movement exceptionally graceful.

Both of his arms dramatically expanded, inflating like they were being pumped with air, as he raised his sword high and brought it down in a chopping cut.

"Burst Skill·Falling Leaves!"

Swish!

The long sword cleaved the air, drawing a perfect semicircle in front of him.

The sword was longer than an arm!

The sword was also faster!

And thus, a cold light flashed sharply!

The sword struck the body first.

The chest of the man in black ripped open, a ghastly gash appeared, and his body immediately recoiled and hit the wall, sliding down like a lump of mud and collapsing to the ground.

"Wow~"

The man in black coughed up a mouthful of blood, spattering through the mask.

A few droplets of blood happen to sprinkle on Wen Yudong’s boots.

Seeing this, he quickly stepped back, shaking his foot.

They were a pair of new boots!

But Wen Yudong soon realized the blood splashed on them was not coming off.

For a moment, veins popped on his forehead as his expression twisted with ferocity. Suddenly, he stalked forward in a rage and made a swift slanting cut with his sword.

Thud!

The head of the man in black rolled off, dropping to the ground.

[Defeated or slain 18 peers of the same life level (1/18)]

Fang Zhixing withdrew his gaze, glancing at the System Panel to confirm one progress had been completed.

The man in black was from the Great Python Realm.

Since Fang Zhixing had chopped off his right arm and repelled him into retreat, naturally, it counted as a victory.

"Congratulations to Commander Wen for personally slaying the traitor."

Fang Zhixing approached, clapping his hands with a smile.

Wen Yudong’s expression quickly became composed again as he turned to look over, replying curtly, "The man was not weak. If Instructor Fang hadn’t cut off one of his arms, it wouldn’t have been so easy for me to deal with him."

Fang Zhixing continued, "Hah, that was just a fluke. In desperation, I swung my sword without really looking, almost blindfolded. I never expected to actually hit him. Purely accidental!"

During the conversation, he moved forward, lifting the mask to reveal a middle-aged face full of thick beards.

He inquired, "Does anyone recognize him?"

The crowd gathered around but all shook their heads.

"Wow, caught one!"

Suddenly, a cheer came from another direction.

Fang Zhixing immediately ran over and took a close look.

The robust woman in red lay on the ground, tightly bound, with someone’s undergarments stuffed in her mouth.

"Mmm mmm mmm..."

The robust woman in red glared fiercely at everyone as if she wished she could devour them alive.

Ding Zhigang sheathed his sword, wiped the sweat off his forehead, panting heavily from exhaustion.

Fang Zhixing approached with a smile, "Congratulations to the elder brother for capturing the traitor alive and achieving the greatest merit."

"Greatest merit?"

Ding Zhigang blinked, asking, "What about the other traitor, didn’t Wen Yudong let him get away?"

Fang Zhixing made a throat-slitting gesture.

Understanding dawned on Ding Zhigang, who then grinned widely and playfully said, "Little brother, you too have a share in this greatest merit."

Fang Zhixing glanced at the robust woman in red and asked, "Do you recognize her?"

Ding Zhigang nodded, "If I’m not mistaken, she should be Guo Dingshan’s sister, Guo Hongying, and the other one is her lover, ’Dragon Eight Diagram Palm’ Jiang Dalang. This cruel couple, in Cloud Water Town, they joined Guo Dingshan in slaughtering Shopkeeper Zhang’s entire family, sparing not even the elderly and children."

Fang Zhixing nodded, understanding, and sighed, "They must have been seeking revenge on me."

Ding Zhigang agreed wholeheartedly, adding, "It seems Guo Dingshan must have died at your hands, little brother."

Fang Zhixing urged, "I ask the elder brother to thoroughly interrogate her, find out her accomplices, and wipe them out in one fell swoop, so I can sleep comfortably."

"Don’t worry, little brother, leave it to me."

Ding Zhigang chuckled confidently, commanding, "Brothers, carry this dead pig away, back to the Government Office!"

"Yes!"

The group of government officials immediately busied themselves.

Xigou came running over, whispering, "Whoa, is it really that thrilling?"