Chapter 9 - 8: Regression
"I’m one of Hall Master Zheng’s men from the Green Snake Gang... You... If you kill me, Hall Master Zheng won’t let you go!"
The punch flew fiercely, aimed straight at Zhao Tai’s face.
Zhao Tai cried out in terror!
"Fuck your mother!"
One punch.
Blood flowed from Zhao Tai’s ears and nose.
Jiang Shu closed in. His eyes were fierce like a tiger’s, his arms taut like a drawn bow. He wrapped his arms around Zhao Tai’s neck and twisted violently!
THUD... So that was the true pounce of the Tiger Form Three Techniques! The Tiger Form Three Techniques were methods of killing. If you don’t kill, how can you grasp their subtleties!
The Green Snake Gang, Hall Master Zheng, Lord Rabbit... Recalling Zhao Tai’s predatory gaze earlier today... A suspicion surfaced in Jiang Shu’s mind.
"Damn, bad luck."
Picking up the stun baton from the ground and tucking it into the back of his waistband, he randomly grabbed a few pieces of broken silver from a cloth-wrapped bundle on the table, then tipped the candle, setting their clothes on fire.