EFB Chapter 57 Neat and Tidy
Chapter 57 Neat and Tidy
In just a few breaths, blood flowed like a river outside the Wu family mansion.
Amidst the haphazardly scattered corpses, Yang Song stood proudly upright. The wounds torn open by the Eagle Claw Technique on his body writhed rapidly, and within moments, they were completely healed.
Wu Rong was dumbfounded, utterly shocked.
What kind of miraculous medicine did Yang Song take to recover from his injuries so quickly?!
He struggled to get up from the ground.
In the midst of the melee, when he attempted to ambush Yang Song, his right arm was broken, and he was then kicked hard in the chest.
He is now experiencing excruciating chest pain, indicating that his ribs are broken.
"Brother Wu, your skills aren't up to par."
Yang Song frowned, looking displeased.
"You have so many helpers, why are you still so useless?"
Wu Rong clenched his back teeth, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He couldn't figure it out.
Yang Song clearly used a forbidden technique that was extremely harmful to his body, and he was severely injured in the battle, so why did his injuries heal in the blink of an eye?
He clearly didn't see Yang Song swallow the pill, so what's going on?
Yang Song chuckled, realizing what Wu Rong was thinking.
He didn't bother to explain, so he scooped up the iron rod from the ground with his toe and grabbed it in his hand.
Just as he was about to finish off Wu Rong, a cry came from inside the Wu family mansion.
"Stop...stop!"
A child of about seven or eight years old ran out and stood in front of Wu Rong, his little face full of stubbornness.
"I won't allow you to hurt Third Brother!"
Wu Rong was taken aback: "Tengfei, what are you doing out here? Get out of the way!"
Wu Tengfei didn't even turn his head: "No!"
He stared intently at Yang Song and said, "If you want to kill my third brother, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"
Yang Song's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the deep brotherly affection.
If he were to separate these two brothers by death, his sin would be too great.
He had to fulfill this brotherhood that bound them together through life and death!
Yang Song stepped forward, swung the iron rod with both hands, and slashed it in a swift arc through the air, striking Wu Tengfei hard on the head.
Wu Tengfei was immediately sent flying, crashing into the courtyard wall a few steps away with a loud bang, splattering blood all over the wall.
Wu Rong was stunned, staring blankly at her brother's corpse.
After a few breaths, he let out a hysterical wail.
"Soar!!!"
Wu Rong limped toward the corpse, knelt down with a thud, and picked up his younger brother with trembling hands.
His small head was severely deformed, and blood was gushing from the gaps in his bones, quickly soaking through his clothes.
"Soar...soar..."
Wu Rong held her brother's body tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her face.
Just then, several people rushed out of the Wu family mansion, shouting "Tengfei!" and ran to Wu Rong's side.
The family knelt around Wu Tengfei's body, all of them overwhelmed with grief, tears streaming down their faces.
Yang Song chuckled softly; he had figured it out.
This family deliberately pushed Wu Tengfei forward, betting that he would soften his heart and show mercy.
Everyone says that this family is utterly depraved and has no humanity whatsoever.
Your blow brought out their true feelings, proving that they weren't just beasts in human skin.
This family's crimes are too numerous to count, and they deserve to die a thousand deaths to atone for them. Why should you care about their reputation?
The right way to deal with evil people is to fight evil with violence; you can't change them with kindness!
[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]
"Yang Song!!!"
Wu Rong suddenly roared at the top of his lungs.
"I have killed many people and committed many crimes, but my brother is only seven years old. What has he done wrong?"
"You even prey on such young children, aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
Yang Song spread his hands, looking completely innocent, and said, "I was ridding the people of a scourge, how could I be punished by heaven?"
If Heaven has eyes, it should bestow merit upon me right now, allowing me to ascend to heaven on the spot.
After saying that, he stopped wasting words and charged straight at the family.
One blow killed Wu Rong's father, another blow killed Wu Rong's mother, another blow killed Wu Rong's sister, and another blow killed Wu Rong's brother...
After a few blows, the entire family was wiped out, leaving only Wu Rong alive.
Witnessing this horrific scene, Wu Rong was helpless.
He channeled his inner energy and lunged at Yang Song, but every move was easily dodged, and he couldn't even touch a corner of Yang Song's clothes.
"ah!!!"
Wu Rong screamed in despair, frantically grabbing his head with both hands, tearing out a large clump of hair, blood gushing out and staining his entire face red.
"Father! Mother! Eldest brother! Second sister! Sister-in-law!"
Wu Rong collapsed to his knees, wailing inhumanly at the corpses of his loved ones scattered all over the ground.
Many families are torn apart and destroyed, yet they cannot even hope to have such a neat and orderly arrangement.
It is an immense blessing that Wu Rong and his family could all go to the afterlife together.
They were spared the pain of separation and death in the mortal world, and no longer had to live in fear for the blood debts they had committed in the past. They were enjoying themselves, so incredibly enjoying themselves!
[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]
Yang Song clicked his tongue, feeling a little dissatisfied.
Oh shit!
Wu Rong actually made a profit!
This person did such a heinous thing, why should he enjoy such a blessing?
"You got off easy!"
Yang Song glared at Wu Rong hatefully and raised the iron rod in his hand.
"Yang Song! I'll kill you! I want you dead!!!"
Wu Rong roared with all his might and limped over.
"Why?"
Yang Song had a mischievous thought.
"Come on, Brother Wu, come and arrest me."
"Look at me jogging, look at me jumping, hey, jumping..."
Yang Song suddenly moved to the left, then to the right, and then circled around behind Wu Rong.
Wu Rong chased after him in a disheveled state for a few steps, then, overcome with rage, spat out a spurt of blood from his mouth.
His face turned ashen, and he fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He was barely breathing.
Yang Song's eyes widened in surprise. Wu Rong had actually died of anger?
It is truly astonishing that Wu Rong's mind is so narrow.
How could he only see the gains and losses before his eyes and completely forget about the afterlife?
Where in the world can you find such a good thing as the whole family going down to the eighteenth level of hell?
His resentment was truly baffling.
[Reward: Ten days of cultivation points]
Yang Song took one last look at Wu Rong and realized that the man had completely died.
He shook his head slightly and walked into the Wu family mansion.
After searching the house thoroughly, Yang Song found two boxes of silver, one box of copper coins, and dozens of bundles of silk and satin.
All this money is the hard-earned wealth of the people; it was obtained by exploiting them to the bone.
Although he needed a lot of money to buy the Pure Yang Pill, he couldn't feel at ease using that money.
"Return it to the people."
Yang Song made up his mind without the slightest hesitation.
He found a carriage in the house, tied it to a horse, and put all the looted money on the carriage.
Then, leading the chestnut horse in one hand and the carriage in the other, he arrived at the door of a house.
This family lived in a thatched hut with a fence enclosing a yard.
Is anyone home?