Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 299 - 287: Pain So Severe I Can’t Breathe!

Chapter 299: Chapter 287: Pain So Severe I Can’t Breathe!

Han Yanqiu leaned against the wall, took a sip of alcohol, and wiped away a tear.

"Oh Second Brother, my Second Brother... how could you just die like this!"

Han Yanqiu was outside drinking and reveling with his friends when he suddenly received news from home that his Second Brother had been murdered.

He had been confused up to this point.

His own Second Brother had not only reached the True Core Realm’s Five Emperors’ Proper Position stage but was also a Yuanwai Lang in the Ministry of Punishment, how could he possibly be killed just like that!

Especially since upon returning home, the news he heard turned out to be that his Second Brother had died for nothing.

The murderer got away with everything, even after being summoned by Kaihuang, he strutted out of the Imperial Palace.

There were even people who saw the murderer carrying a wine jar, strolling and drinking across the streets.

Han Yanqiu had been immersed since his childhood in the thoughts combining Legalism and the Han Family’s Techniques.

Although he himself was quite sly, always managing to take advantage of the rules, he never thought he would see others doing so to such an extent!

Unable to accept all this, Han went out alone to drink away his sorrows and after feeling dizzy and light-headed, he thought he should return home.

At the same time, Zhang San and his three companions also arrived at Yongxing Fang.

"Hold on, I’ll go ask the Door God again. Help me look around to see which door has an image of the Door God posted on it."

Shen Bao pulled Zhang San aside and smiled proudly.

"Brother Zhang San, it’s time for you to witness my skills. Your Technique of invoking the gods was impressive just now, but my Shen Family’s Unique Skill is top-notch throughout the Capital. Watch closely!"

As Shen Bao spoke, he raised his hands and drew a line above his eyes.

In an instant, numerous blue runes surged over Shen Bao’s eyes, forming a series of intricate and delicate arrays.

This was the first time Zhang San saw such small runes.

It was also the first time Zhang San saw someone deploy Rune Arrays so quickly.

As the Triple Layer Rune Array condensed in Shen Bao’s eyes, he smiled proudly.

"This is my Shen Family’s Unique Skill—Triple Scrutiny. A tremendously powerful eye-based Rune Array. Though I have not yet mastered it to deploy the Ninefold Scrutiny, I can only perform the Triple Scrutiny. But now, I’ve already located that kid Han Yanqiu, he’s just around the corner at the entrance of the alley, vomiting!"

The four immediately ran towards the direction Shen Bao pointed out.

At that moment, just after leaning against the wall and finishing vomiting, Han Yanqiu heard the rapid footsteps behind him and thought it was the Han Family’s people coming to pick him up.

Although Han Yanqiu was very upset about his brother’s death, he did not want the servants from home to see his current state.

"No need! I can go back by myself! All of you back off!"

Whoosh—

Just as Han Yanqiu raised his head, he felt the sky turn dark suddenly.

Zhang San had not expected Shen Zhongdian to have a sack in his Storage Ring, let alone one that smelled of seafood.

This person was extremely cautious, carrying a seafood-scented sack with him.

Whoever this was meant for, based on this sack, they would never trace it back to young master Shen.

How smart!

That was a trick he himself needed to learn.

Meanwhile, Zhang San had already deployed Feng Chengying and stood behind watching Shang Bufa and the other two continuously punch and kick Han Yanqiu inside the sack.

"Remember my name, I am Zhang San! Ah hit—"

While Shen Bao spoke, he fiercely kicked towards Han Yanqiu in the sack.

Seeming unsatisfied with just one kick, as Shen Bao prepared for a second, he leapt up and kicked down at Han Yanqiu, who was lying on the ground.

Bang!

Zhang San felt that Fatty Shen’s kick contained at least twenty years of hatred.

Not to mention owing twenty taels of gold, even the hatred of stealing a wife might not reach this level.

Soon, Zhang San realized that he had still underestimated Fatty Shen’s ruthlessness.

After Fatty Shen had jumped and stomped several times, feeling that jumping did not allow him to use his full strength, he took a few steps back, then charged towards a nearby wall.

As the agile fatty jumped onto the wall, running a few steps up it, he leapt down fiercely with a flying kick.

Crack.

Zhang San did not know how many of Han Yanqiu’s ribs broke, but they were certainly broken.

And Shang Bufa was even more ruthless, although he wasn’t as showy as Shen Bao, he swung his fists violently at one spot in the sack, pummeling it relentlessly.

Zhang San estimated, had it been a sandbag, Shang Bufa might have punched right through it.

As for Shen Zhongdian, he obviously aimed his kicks specifically at the buttocks and thighs.

After all, these areas are actually the most resistant to beating.

Hitting these areas served partly to vent anger and partly to avoid worrying about causing too much damage.

If it were later discovered, and he really had to compensate, the areas he targeted were the mildest and naturally, the punishment and the compensation would be the least.

True to his name, Shen Zhongdian.

Even Zhang San noticed that when Shen Zhongdian took action, he didn’t say a word, clenched his teeth, and made no sound at all. Even if Han Yanqiu later wanted to find clues, he couldn’t find any trace left by Shen Zhongdian from any sounds.

Only Fatty Shen seemed to have found a source of joy.

Every time he took action, he would shout, "I am Zhang San, and I am hitting you, Han Yanqiu! Got it?"

Suddenly, Shen Zhongdian glanced toward the distance and coughed softly.

Everyone noticed that there seemed to be someone in the distance who had heard the noise.

So the four men, including Zhang San, turned and ran.

After leaving the area and stepping out of Yongxing Fang, Shen Zhongdian immediately took out some water scented with flowers and fruits and sprinkled it on the others.

"There’s a seafood smell on the sack from when I was shopping in the eastern market earlier, they’ll never think it was us based on that smell. Now we use this scent to mask any smells we might have picked up, and when we get home, everyone should take a bath first. Just say it’s to get rid of the smell of alcohol. That way, no one can trace it back to us."

Shang Bufa nodded in satisfaction, knowing that when he did wrongdoing with Shen Zhongdian, it was rare to get caught.

At that moment, Shen Bao glanced at Zhang San.

"But you had us shout your name; what if the Han Family comes after you later?"

Zhang San laughed and said, "I didn’t make a move just now! My conscience is clear, even if I were interrogated using the Name Punishment Technique, I didn’t hit anyone, right?"

At that moment, the three young Legalists who had been excited about the fight realized that Zhang San really hadn’t made a move; it had been just the three of them acting all along.

It turned out that Zhang San indeed hadn’t hit anyone.

Assured there was no need to worry about repercussions, the four of them bowed with clasped fists and went their separate ways.

After being beaten and lying on the ground for a while before he could get up, Han Yanqiu sobered up from the alcohol, but was even more confused.

Zhang San had just killed my brother and then came over to beat me up, utterly outrageous!

However, how could this guy attack so fast, almost as if he could clone himself!

Han Yanqiu picked up the sack from the ground, sniffed it with a frown, and went back to his home.

Han Yanqiu’s father had just come out from the mourning hall of his second son, the pain of a parent burying their child had significantly aged him.

Although he knew that today’s events were mostly instigated by Zheng Zaisuang of the Zheng Family, given that the Zheng family had sided with the Crown Prince, it surely signified the intention of the Crown Prince’s side, and Zheng Zaisuang of the Zheng Family had also gotten involved.

But what does the death of someone else’s son have to do with my son!

Although Han Yanxia died by Zhang San’s hand, it was more accurate to say he died in the Crown Prince’s purge.

Zhang San was merely the executioner; the real culprit who killed his second son was the Crown Prince!

But that was the Crown Prince, was he someone I could afford to provoke?

While the bereaved father was in immense pain, he saw his third son staggering back from the outside.

Before he even got close, he smelled the alcohol on his son and also... the scent of seafood.

But he could understand that Han Yanqiu and his second brother Han Yanxia were close, and it was understandable that he might drink a bit unable to accept his brother’s death.

However, indulging in seafood at this time seemed a bit excessive.

Yet seeing the sorrowful expression on Han Yanqiu’s face, the father, having just lost one son, didn’t have the heart to reprimand Han Yanqiu.

He walked over and embraced his son.

"Dad... it hurts..."

"Dad knows it hurts, Dad hurts too!"

"Not that... Dad... I’m really in pain... It really hurts..."

"You and your brother were close, it’s normal for your heart to hurt."

"Dad... my... my body is in pain... it really hurts..."

At this moment, Han Yanqiu’s father finally realized something was amiss, and when he let go of his son, he saw that Han Yanqiu seemed to have been beaten.

"Son! What happened? Who beat you?"

Han Yanqiu cried and said, "Zhang San hit me!"

"It’s that Zhang San again! Don’t worry, I will seek justice for you!"