Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 2 Junshan Headquarters
The burly man with messy hair threw his hands aside, exhaled a breath of air, and was about to attack again.
"Wait!" Fang Yunhan stood up with his right hand trembling, panting, and said, "Why did you hit me?"
The sturdy man glared at him and said, "You evil thief, you have harmed so many of our elders and gang leaders, and you still have the nerve to ask?"
"Can you use your brain?" Fang Yunhan held his right wrist with his left hand, pressing it continuously, trying to relieve the bone-numbing pain. He said, "I can't even beat you, so how could I kill so many people? And there's blood all over the ground. If I really killed them, how could my white clothes not be stained with blood?"
The sturdy man was stunned, looking at his hands and nodding blankly, saying: "Indeed, you are so weak, how can you kill the gang leader?"
"Boss!" The man suddenly cried out, rushed towards a body lying by the door in the distance, and knelt beside the body.
He looked to the left and called out "Elder Zhao", looked to the right and called out "Captain Lin", then turned his head and looked at the dozens of corpses, holding his head and roaring, "Who on earth killed you?"
They were fighting to the death just now, but now this sturdy man turned his back to Fang Yunhan, as if he didn't care at all whether he would be attacked by surprise.
Fang Yunhan narrowed his eyes, bared his teeth and sat down on the ground again, pinching his red right hand while thinking about his suspected time travel again.
"System? Chat group? Grandpa?" Fang Yunhan whispered in his mind, and suddenly his eyes lit up. A translucent box appeared in the air , about a foot away from his face.
Inside the box was the simplified Chinese characters from his previous life that he was most familiar with.
[Character Template: Tie Shou (Tie You Xia)
A copper wall of ten thousand jin can resist the flood waves, and a fierce fist can subdue the enemy with bare hands. He is one of the four famous detectives in the mansion of Zhuge Taifu, the Six-Five Divine Marquis.
Main skills: consistent magic skills, majestic magic skills, and fierce bare-handed punches.
Current ability progress: 3%.
Note: There are only wrong names in the Jianghu, not wrong nicknames. The host's name remains unchanged. Please behave in a style close to the character template to leave a deep impression on the creatures in this world. The deeper the impression and the wider the spread, the higher the progress and the more power you can gain.
After reaching 100% of the ability progress, you can choose your own time to return to the main world within three days, or you will be forcibly repatriated after the three-day period.
"There really is a golden finger~"
Fang Yunhan lowered his head, suddenly thought of something, gently pressed his palm on his chest, and a complicated expression suddenly appeared .
It was a feeling as if the body was automatically filled with joy even though the self-consciousness had not yet reacted.
He seems... not in so much pain anymore!
Fang Yunhan had been suffering from severe pain in his chest since he was twelve years old. In the beginning, he could only fall asleep with the help of medication. Later on, he really got used to the pain.
For more than six years, he had gotten used to the pain in his chest between every breath, so much so that when the pain eased today, he was even a little unable to react.
But then came ecstasy.
Who would want to die if they can live?
Fang Yunhan had an obvious smile on his face. He tried hard to adjust his breathing, calm himself as much as possible, and feel carefully.
Well, the feeling of pain is still there, but it has eased a lot, as if there is a warm fluid that is constantly soothing the injured internal organs and diluting the disordered pain.
This seems somewhat similar to the airflow that just rushed towards the fist.
Fang Yunhan took a look at the martial arts character template. Is this the power brought by this character template? 3% of the ability progress can already alleviate so much pain. If it reaches 100%, can it cure the disease?
He couldn't help but reach out and touch the translucent box, but found that his palm passed through the box.
After a pause, Fang Yunhan took out a box of emergency pills from his arms. The surface of the box was polished extremely smoothly, like a mirror, and it could reflect a person's face clearly, but it could not reflect the translucent square in the air. He changed several positions to test it and made sure that this square should be visible only to him.
Moreover, the disappearance and reappearance of the box are completely controlled by his thoughts, which is very convenient.
Most of the text on the entire box was grayish white, with only the column that stated the main technique being bright white. Fang Yunhan tried control it with his mind and clicked on it. Suddenly, a large amount of text and images popped up in that column, covering the entire box. It looked like a martial arts secret book.
Although he was very curious about the martial arts secrets, this place was obviously not suitable for detailed study. After Fang Yunhan put away the box, he thought for a while and turned his gaze to the burly man not far away.
"A style that is close to the character template...promotes the progress of ability...Isn't the most prominent feature of the character Tie Shou a famous detective?"
"Hey!" Fang Yunhan shouted at the burly man with messy hair. The man turned around and there were two lines of tears on his face.
This man has a strong build, with a beard and hair blending into one, and looks like a tough guy. Yet he is crying like this, which must be a manifestation of his true feelings.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Yunhan said: "Don't you want revenge?"
The sturdy man's expression became dangerous again: "Didn't you say you are innocent?"
"I'm not asking you to kill me for revenge."
Fang Yunhan pointed at the bright red blood on the ground and said angrily, "The blood hasn't changed color yet, which means they died not too long ago, and the murderer may not have gone too far. What's the point of you just crying here? You might as well help find some clues. Maybe you can find the murderer's whereabouts right away."
"Yes." The strong man wiped away his tears and scanned the surroundings with his bright eyes, searching for clues. After a moment, he said solemnly, "I didn't find anything."
Fang Yunhan sighed, but in his heart he snapped his fingers. Any story about solving a case, if there is no fool as a foil, how can it show the wisdom of the solver?
"Although these people's clothes have many patches, they don't have many holes. Logically speaking, their clothes wouldn't fall apart when they die."
Fang Yunhan pointed at the corpses and said, "But now, their clothes have been undressed. It's obvious that someone wants to look for something on them. And this thing must be small in size, so that people can hide it on their bodies without being seen. Do you know if you have any treasures that meet this characteristic?"
The strong man shook his head: "I have never heard of such a treasure."
"Never heard of it?" Fang Yunhan frowned and said, "What is your status in your gang?"
"I'm Babao, and I'm the leader of the Cangzhou branch. I've followed the gang leader for ten years and I'm one of the top ten in the gang." The sturdy man said, "My name is Zhao Dapeng."
Fang Yunhan looked at the other person's clothes and asked curiously, "Eight bags, Beggars' Sect?"
"You don't know, then why are you here?" Zhao Dapeng looked strange.
Fang Yunhan lied without blinking, "It was my first time drinking, I got drunk, and came here in a daze. I don't even remember whether I walked here or rowed here. So, where is this?"
Zhao Dapeng shook his head and said, "Then remember this well in the future. This is Junshan."
"Dongting Junshan, the headquarters of the Beggars' Sect."
