Chapter 1659 - 852: Good News Abounds (Part 2)

It feels like...

The lofty, descending absolute punishment.

Absolute punishment?

In the moment of realization, Ling Shuo controlled his trembling urge, instinctively turned back to look at Elder Chu, and saw that pair of cloudy eyes also looking at him.

Finally conveyed the meaning that absolutely could not be entrusted to words.

"Really, can't understand... At such a young age, to have such achievements and level, with a little more effort, wouldn't he completely be qualified to compete for the leader's hand?"

Elder Chu sighed with emotion, scratching his head: "Such a good talent, how can the An Family just throw him out without care?"

No one answered.

In this brief silence, Ling Shuo reached out and patted his shoulder.

"If you can't understand, then... no need to think about it, everyone just needs to focus... focus on doing things... then..."

His expression twitched once, then again, struggling to control himself, squeezing out words through clenched teeth: "Then it's fine."

No, must not laugh, can't laugh yet!

Now still need to be a bit more humble, be cautious, after all, who knows what will happen next, must be careful, at least after grasping the entire Seven Cities in hand, then show a bit of pride.

But couldn't do it!

No matter what, couldn't suppress the urge to burst into laughter.

Amidst the corpses and blood, Ling Shuo laughed loudly, stomping over the presumptuous resistors, nearly dancing with joy.

Won!

He won the gamble again!

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A night of storm, washing away the blood.

The surging waves took unknown how many shattered corpses...

Just after all the resentful and rebellious resistors were completely fished out and dealt with, having just been quiet for two days, Ling Shuo had already mobilized all his deployments, like a mad dog, pouncing towards the remaining five cities which now had no obstacles or defenses against him.

Kneel or die!

Wherever he went, Withering, encountered almost no decent resistance...

Indeed, speed is crucial in warfare.

Ling Shuo's movements were so fast, there was simply no reaction time.

Basically, those who could take charge in various clubs and guilds either surrendered early or perished under Xiao An's hand. Without a leader, they began infighting without the need for Ling Shuo to intervene.

As for those who saw the tide turning, their surrender was swift and vehement, without hesitation.

Just like Chen Xingzhou said.

In the Desert Market's rules, it's written in the open as the law of the jungle, "the strong devour all," but in reverse, as bullying the weak and fearing the strong, fearing death but loving life.

Some people, when you reason with them, they may not listen, but once they taste the iron fist's punishment or witness the resistors' tragic state, their eyes immediately become innocent and clear, beyond that of a college student.

Don't ask, if questioned, claim it's their first time out, their family doesn't know.

After all, everyone is out here to make money, but at times, making or not making money doesn't matter much, but losing one's life is too high a price.

Endure the suffering, endure the difficulty, kneel down and hold on, and it will pass.

The scoundrels, worms, and trash who can't make it in proper trades really have no sense of pride. No matter how tough they are, when a blade is on their neck, they know how to assess the situation.

If there truly are those with stubborn bones, who can't endure, can't kneel...

Hello, get to know Blade Teeth?

By now, all the members of the dark side of the Seven Cities dare not underestimate that limping boy who always follows Ji Jue around in public.

In fact, when they occasionally see him on the street, they even shiver.

Even if he doesn't dare to make eye contact when talking, or even blushes when teased by pretty sisters, but when he comes to kill, from the first floor to the top, from one end of the street to the other, he's still like this, isn't he!

Might even say thank you!

Yet within just three days, the people who died at his hands piled nearly into a mountain, with a team specifically following him to clean up the mess, handle the bodies, who upon returning home drunk each night suffer nightmares.

No matter the age or gender, regardless of reasons or excuses, no concern for bribes or threats, when the sword is drawn, it's straight to the point, from dawn till dusk, without a blink.

After the killing, while waiting for people to clean the grounds, sitting in the car, he'd even pull out a pocketbook to memorize vocabulary!

Rumor says he even hired a tutor...

One can only say, although from the An Family, a bona fide White Deer lineage, Xiao An is indeed a good kid.

Moreover, the An Family is not a psychopath training camp, they repeatedly emphasize the preciousness and difficulty of life even in their education—without grasping the weight of life, how can one perform their duties well? Without understanding the fleeting brilliance of life, how can one touch upon the essence of the Bitter Day?

And with Wen Wen's teaching by word and example, he's always polite, never jaywalking even when crossing roads.

Counting it all up, it's actually Ji Jue, that scoundrel, who never taught him anything good...

If in normal life, even if someone pointed at Xiao An's nose and cursed, mocked him face to face as a cripple, Xiao An wouldn't get angry.

Nor would he fly into a rage just because someone glared at him or bumped into him.

The only exception is the Desert Market.

Joining the Desert Market, behaving recklessly, means abandoning all the rules' protections and all the survival rights of a normal person.

When you tread upon others' lives lightly, it means you also disregard your own life.

Since that's the case, life and death naturally become insignificant...

What's more, they even dare to oppose Brother Ji Jue!