Clearly, he recognized Qin Fang.
The next moment, he flew into a rage. "You're courting death!!"
As he spoke, he lunged forward, trying to grab Qin Fang.
But in the next instant, his feet tangled, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
He was an absolute wreck, his expression a mixture of shock and fury as he struggled to lift his head and get a clear look at Qin Fang.
Qin Fang, whose heart had sunk with alarm and anger, was momentarily stunned by the sight. But then, he let out a sigh of relief...
'Good. The sneak attack hit him right in the back of the head.'
The back of the head is right next to the brainstem, one of the body's most vulnerable areas. Even a moderate blow could be fatal.
Let alone getting a Dart stuck in it!
The fact that he wasn't immediately paralyzed or killed was a testament to his astonishing Physique.
But clearly, the Dart had an effect; it was just that the man's Physique was so incredible that he had managed to resist it.
But his brainstem must still have been damaged, which is why he's lost control of his body now.
Having figured this out, Qin Fang let out a long, silent sigh of relief and kept his eyes fixed on Wang Long.
At the same time, he was secretly astounded by Wang Long's Physique...
'He suffered a brainstem injury, yet he could still stand up. He even managed to lunge four or five meters and crash through the window frame...'
'And according to Bald Li and Master, a guy like this doesn't even count as a Mingjin Martial Artist?'
'Then what about an Anjin Martial Artist, who's even stronger than a Mingjin...'
'What kind of monster would that be?'
Qin Fang realized that the Martial Artists of this World... were probably far more terrifying than he had ever imagined!
But he quickly took a deep breath, pushing aside his scattered thoughts.
This wasn't the time to be thinking about that. He looked down at Wang Long.
Wang Long was struggling on the ground, trying to get up, but he felt as if his entire body was no longer under his control.
When he looked up again and saw Qin Fang's cold, harsh expression with his remaining left eye, he completely panicked.
"Brother, brother, don't, don't be rash! We can talk about this, we can talk!"
He forced himself to speak, trying to placate Qin Fang while also struggling to steady his own body.
But it was clearly useless. A damaged brainstem was a fatal injury. He could feel his whole body going numb, losing sensation; he couldn't even stand up.
But he couldn't worry about his physical condition now, because he saw an intense killing intent in Qin Fang's eyes!
"Brother, have you forgotten? I'm the one who saved you! You, you can't repay kindness with malice! As for what happened during the day, I apologize! From now on, I'll never bother you again! I swear!!"
It was remarkable that despite his brainstem injury, Wang Long's mind was still so clear. He shouted loudly.
But Qin Fang didn't answer, simply pulling out another Dart in silence.
Seeing this, the panic in Wang Long's eyes could no longer be concealed.
He roared in fury, "You, you can't kill me! M-my brother is Wang Hu! Wang Hu of the Iron Tiger Gang! If you kill me, it won't just be you; even your master will be in trouble! They'll all die with me!!"
In that short moment, he couldn't even struggle anymore. His body was rigid as he forced out the words.
But the only response he received was a Dart slicing through the air.
PFFT!
His eyes widened. This time, the Dart was embedded firmly in his throat.
He looked down in disbelief at the red tassel on the Dart, then looked back up at Qin Fang...
Qin Fang could vaguely see a deep sense of regret in his one remaining left eye.
'Is he regretting his greedy decision to save me that day... or regretting that he provoked me today?'
Watching him as he was about to breathe his last, Qin Fang finally spoke slowly, "The gold you wanted... after today, I'll burn it for you. You can't say I don't keep my word."
Upon hearing this, Wang Long's eyes widened. Then his head lolled to one side... and he breathed his last.
Qin Fang let out a long breath. Then he raised his head and looked toward the room.
An exceptionally beautiful woman was standing dazedly by the window frame, staring outside... It was Wang Long's mistress.
She was draped in a layer of gauze, which failed to cover the alluring scenery of her chest.
'To be a mistress, she's certainly a great beauty.'
When Qin Fang's gaze fell upon her, she shuddered and tore her eyes away from Wang Long's body.
She looked at Qin Fang, her face gradually turning pale.
"I, I didn't see anything. I-I didn't hear anything. I-I don't know anything..."
Her voice trembled.
Qin Fang merely watched her quietly. After a moment, he sighed softly. "Sorry."
The next instant, a Dart mercilessly pierced her neck.
A woman's neck is much more fragile than a man's. Her eyes went wide as she clutched the bleeding hole in her throat, finally collapsing limply to the ground.
A glint flashed in Qin Fang's eyes.
He had no quarrel with the woman.
'But unfortunately, she saw my face.'
'His brother, Wang Hu, will surely not let Wang Long's death go. If I leave a witness like her alive, I'll be the one who ends up dead.'
'As for her claims of "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, I don't know anything..."'
'Those are just words.'
'You don't need a brain to know what she would say the moment Wang Hu showed up in front of her.'
Looking at the dead Wang Long, Qin Fang turned his head to survey his surroundings, at the same time straining his ears for any nearby sounds.
But after listening for a while, there was still complete silence.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
'Are the neighbors all such heavy sleepers?'
'...Wang Long's shouts just now were not quiet.'
But since no one showed up, Qin Fang didn't hesitate any longer. He walked over to Wang Long's corpse and retrieved the three Darts from his body.
Looking again at Wang Long's Physique, Qin Fang's expression turned solemn...
'Wang Long's Physique is so powerful. If he hadn't been in the middle of... that... and if my sneak attack hadn't successfully injured his brainstem and incapacitated him...'
'Then even if I tried to kill him using the same method as my first two targets, the one ending up dead... would probably have been me!'
His Physique was too strong.
If he couldn't be killed in a single blow, he would have the ability to counter-attack, and Qin Fang would be the one to die!
"Is this a Martial Artist? And he hasn't even reached the level of Mingjin..."
This made Qin Fang realize that the Martial Artists of this World weren't like those so-called 'National Martial Arts Inheritors' from the internet of his past life...
They were truly terrifying existences!
Letting out a soft breath, Qin Fang looked at Wang Long's body but did not leave immediately.
Instead, he climbed through the window frame. First, he checked the woman on the floor... confirming she was no longer breathing, then Qin Fang began to search the room.
Soon, in a drawer by the bed, he found something familiar...
A golden chain.
His golden chain.
'I can't believe it's back with its rightful owner.'
A look of surprise crossed Qin Fang's face.
Then, without any hesitation, he stuffed it back into his robes.
In addition to his golden chain, the drawer also contained many other valuables, like a golden hairpin and so on. He took them all without a second thought.
But he didn't find any silver taels.
Qin Fang was a bit puzzled. He refused to believe Wang Long didn't have any silver taels.
So he continued searching.
Thanks to his tireless efforts, he discovered a hidden compartment under the bed. He opened it and found several Silver Notes inside.
This made Qin Fang's eyes light up. He counted them carefully—it was a full hundred-odd taels!
'It's true what they say, no one gets rich without a windfall!'
In this one night alone, he had already acquired over a hundred taels of silver!
And besides the silver, there was also a Porcelain Bottle.
Puzzled, Qin Fang picked it up to take a look...
The original owner of his body had attended a private school, so Qin Fang, having fully absorbed his memories, naturally recognized the script of the Great Yu.
Written on it were three large words: "Qi Blood Pill."
Qi Blood Pill?
An Elixir?
Qin Fang was confused.
But he didn't dwell on it for long. He stuffed the bottle of 'Qi Blood Pill' into his robes and then stood up.
He then retrieved the Dart that had killed the woman, glanced around once more, and, no longer hesitating, turned to leave.
But just as he lifted his foot, he paused. He subconsciously looked down at himself... After killing three people, especially the first two targets at close range, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood.
Thinking about his next move, he turned back and began rummaging through chests and cabinets in the room. A moment later, he found a new set of clothes.
However, the clothes didn't fit well; they were both too short and too wide.
They belonged to Wang Long.
But they were better than the blood-stained set he was wearing. At least he wouldn't be so conspicuous.
He changed into a black set that he could just barely wear.
Only then did he bundle up his old clothes, stuffing them into a package along with the spoils from the night. Carrying the bundle, he returned to the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Wang Long's body still lay quietly where it had fallen, covered in blood. There was a large, gory hole where his right eye socket was, and his left eye remained open in death, a ghastly sight.
Qin Fang, however, remained expressionless. He glanced at Wang Long's body, stood in the courtyard for a moment longer to confirm that none of the neighbors had been disturbed, and then wasted no more time. He opened the courtyard gate and walked out.
He didn't forget to close the gate behind him.
Wang Long was dead.
Three targets remained.
His gaze was cold and dark.
'Those three targets must also be eliminated tonight.'
'Otherwise, by tomorrow...'
'There would likely be big trouble.'
He thought.