Chapter 106 Washing the Floor
Although they all come from the lower class, the gang of hooligans are more down-to-earth. They were born and raised in the alleys, and when they become hooligans they hang out here. Although they don't do anything to get involved, they won't go too far when dealing with the neighbors.

It's not so good with Wu Sanye's gang. They are cruel and ruthless. They take people's lives at will and drink human blood. They are hated as much as people can. So Ge Erdan quickly draws a clear line between them to avoid being implicated by them.

"It doesn't matter. I won't kill you unless you make a move." Yan Xu said and stood up. His tall and broad figure made the group of people feel pressured.

Most people had a hard time back then, so their height and weight could not be compared with those of modern times. Most people were about 1.56 meters tall and weighed just over 100 kilograms, and were more or less malnourished.

Although the thugs in front of him could not be described as skin and bones, they were not in good shape either. Even the strongest one, Ge Erdan, was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, several weight classes lower than Yan Xu. Not to mention that the thug in front of him was wearing a strange metal armor. Even a knife or an axe would probably not be able to hurt him, let alone fists and feet.

Just as the atmosphere between the two sides began to ease, there were chaotic footsteps and voices coming from not far away.

"We saw the carriage. The other party must not have gotten far!"

"Kill him to avenge Wu Lao San!"

"Run faster, don't let anyone escape!"

Yan Xu clenched his fists immediately, and Ge Erdan became anxious and hurriedly said.

"They are from other gangs at the dock. According to the rules of the Green Gang, whoever helps Wu Laosan get revenge can legitimately occupy Wu Laosan's territory. It has nothing to do with us!"

"Green Gang." Yan Xu frowned. Even though he had heard of the gang's name, now was not the time to think about it. He said as he opened the box.

"Do you have a business dealing with dead bodies?"

"Ah?" Ge Erdan was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and said quickly.

"No, but I can help."

"Okay, you will be responsible for cleaning the floor later. Now stay away and don't hurt anyone by mistake." As the noisy sound got closer, Yan Xu's eyes began to turn red and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. Everyone could see his excitement. It was not until he put on a full-coverage helmet that he was able to cover up the expression he was not aware of.

With the Mo Dao twisted and connected, Yan Xu, who was covered in armor, looked like a Kamen Rider from a special effects drama, but the scene in front of him was rated 18+ because it required the consumption of a lot of tomato juice.

When Yan Xu rushed towards the alley where the sound came from with a knife in his hand, an inexplicable feeling came over him. He felt that everything in front of him was not real enough, as if he was in a dream, and he was a military general who was about to step onto the battlefield and charge into battle to kill everyone.

He instinctively activated his divine strike, using the ultimate human physical fitness, armor that was invulnerable to swords and guns, and the Mo Dao that could destroy both man and horse. When such a ferocious beast rushed into the alley with limited space, it was simply a massacre, with blood and limbs, wailing and crying, and even a few gunshots.

But these did not affect Yan Xu's performance at all. When the filter in front of him faded, he realized what he had done.

The not-so-long alley was almost covered in blood and body parts. Due to the terrifying killing power of the Mo Dao, there were only a few people who could still wail. Not a single one was intact, and most of them were chopped diagonally and turned into body parts scattered on the ground.

"This is a big problem." Yan Xu let out a long sigh and whispered to himself.

He was not talking about killing people. If you kill one or two people, you will have some crazy thoughts, but if you kill many times, you will get used to it. If you don't get used to it, then you will be crazy.

The problem Yan Xu was talking about was that there was something wrong with him.

Yan Xu knew his own character very well. Even if there was a change, it would not be so big. It would be fine for him to kill people without blinking an eye, but now standing among the corpses, let alone panic, he didn't even bother to care about his heartbeat. It was very steady, just like his mental state.

But this is the biggest problem, this shouldn't be his reaction. Obviously, Yan Xu's cultivation still has problems. The body is still a small matter, the change of the mind is the big deal.

In Eastern spiritual practice, the most important thing is one's mind and character. Unfortunately, Yan Xu has no one to guide him in this regard. He can only rely on divine attacks and divine power to cheat. As a result, his life is unbalanced and his mind and character are in trouble.

But now is not the time to think about these things. Yan Xu walked back indifferently, and swung the Mo Dao in his hand, which was still dripping with blood, casually a few times, and those who were not dead were all killed.

At this moment, he was still in a good mood thinking that he had never killed so many people personally in Japan. This would not do. He must kill ten times as many people when he has the chance, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.

Ge Erdan felt his legs were a little weak, and the thugs around him were even worse, with more than one or two of them peeing.

Yan Xu didn't feel anything, but he was worried that the blood or debris on his body would fall into the well and pollute the water, so he asked Ge Erdan's men to help fetch water to wash the blood off his body.

After flushing a few buckets of water, Yan Xu took off his helmet and found an inconspicuous small hole on it. It seemed that his feeling just now was wrong. He was indeed hit by the gun, but his defense was not broken.

This was the second time. If he hadn't been adequately prepared, he would have died twice.

Grabbing a handful of silver dollars from the box and stuffing them into Ge Erdan's hand, Yan Xu pointed to the alley.

"Clean it up."

"Okay, don't worry, big brother!" Ge Erdan was brought back to his senses by the heavy weight of a handful of silver dollars in his hand. The gangster next to him also looked straight at his hand. Wetting his pants is not as important as silver.

Ge Erdan calmly stuffed the silver dollar into his pocket, then ordered his younger brother to borrow buckets and sacks from the neighbors in the street to prepare for washing the floor.

It's easy to get the money, but it's hard to clean the land. It's too fragmented and the dirt has seeped into the soil. It's necessary to scrape off a layer of soil and then cover it with new soil. In addition, someone has to be found to perform a ritual. Too many people died, and they died too tragically. He was horrified just looking at it.

"Don't forget to pay when you take something from someone. Pay with the carriage." Yan Xu put the helmet and Mo Dao back into the alley. He was not afraid of being attacked. At this moment, he was extremely bold and full of desire for fighting and killing. In other words, he was too excited and even a little carried away.

Ge Erdan secretly glanced at the other person's bloodshot eyes, shuddered, and nodded quickly. He didn't dare to disobey the gentleman's words. Anyway, he would definitely make a profit.

"Go call a carriage to take me to the concession hotel, and leave someone by my side to be at my service." Yan Xu picked up the box and said to Ge Erdan.

"No problem, big brother. Just let the rat snake follow you. He's smart and familiar with the area. You can ask him to come to me if you have any problems." Ge Erdan pushed the bewildered rat snake out. He was so decisive that he didn't look like someone who would betray his brother at all.

The rat snake then raised its finger blankly and pointed at its nose, looking at the boss Ge Erdan in disbelief.

After being glared at by Ge Erdan, Caihua Snake accepted his fate and nodded and went to hail a taxi.

Their place is remote, and there are not many human-pulled Japanese carriages, let alone horse-drawn carriages that ordinary people cannot afford.

Fortunately, people have their own way and rats have their own way. Not long after, the rat snake came to the entrance of the alley with a carriage, but the other party refused to come in no matter what. Once he went in, not to mention the carriage, he would not be able to keep his clothes.

Anyone who really thinks these thugs are easy to talk to is mentally ill. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is their daily routine, otherwise why would they be so hated by everyone?

(End of this chapter)