Chapter 178 Chang Le Gang

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"Activate the flow of qi and blood to remove it."

Fang Yingxia took a deep breath, her dantian sank, and her qi and blood began to circulate rapidly within her body.

The heat rose from his lower abdomen, flowing along his meridians to his limbs and bones. The bitter taste in his mouth was mostly dispelled by the flow of qi and blood.

My eyes still stung, but I was able to open them with difficulty.

"Chase them! Don't let them get away!"

She was so angry she was itching to fight. If things went wrong, she didn't know how Chen Mo would laugh at her when she got back.

For someone from the dignified Inspection Bureau to be knocked out by three country shepherds with a handful of powder—if word got out, Fang Yingxia would lose face.

Before she finished speaking, she had already darted away.

Blood and qi surged through my body, and the strength in my legs was three times greater than usual.

They chased after him for more than ten meters in just three steps. No matter how fast the three shepherds ran, they were still just ordinary people with two legs. Compared to martial artists who had practiced qi and blood martial arts, they were worlds apart.

The older shepherd was running in the lead. Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around and his face turned pale.

"How is this possible?" he exclaimed, stumbling and nearly tripping over himself.

Fang Yingxia gave him no chance to escape. She raised her right hand, and the pistol at her waist was already in her hand, the muzzle pointed at the shepherd's leg.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out at the end of the street, startling the cicadas in the trees into a moment of silence.

The older shepherd cried out in pain, his right leg buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.

He rolled on the ground clutching his thigh, howling like a pig being slaughtered, blood seeping from between his fingers, staining his dusty gray trousers red.

"Run!"

Fang Yingxia's gun was still smoking. "If I run one more step, the next shot won't be my leg."

The other two young shepherds heard the gunshot, turned around, and saw the old man leading them lying on the ground howling, his legs covered in blood. They were terrified.

The guy in second place suddenly collapsed to his knees, raising his hands above his head. "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'm not running anymore!"

The last one wasn't much better off. He tripped and fell face-first into the mud, lying on the ground too terrified to move, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

Qian Mantang and Zhao Shouxin caught up at this time.

"Damn it, run!"

Qian Mantang grabbed the shepherd kneeling on the ground by the hair, pulled him up, and punched him in the stomach.

The shepherd bent over like a shrimp, spitting out a mouthful of acidic liquid, his eyes rolling back as he fell backward.

Still not satisfied, he kicked the man in the thigh again, sending him flying two steps away, where he fell to the ground and convulsed.

"You think you can run away! My eyes still hurt!" Qian Mantang cursed as he tried to hit him again, but Zhao Shouxin pulled him back.

"Brother Qian, Brother Qian, stop fighting! You'll kill someone if you keep going."

"I'll take responsibility if someone dies!" Qian Mantang said, but he still stopped and glared fiercely at the shepherd.

The last boy, who was lying on the ground, trembled with fear when he saw Zhao Shouxin approaching. He scrambled back two steps, pleading, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I'll be honest! I'll be honest!"

Zhao Shouxin didn't make a move. Instead, he squatted down, pressed down on the shepherd's back, and pulled off the shepherd's belt.

In no time, they tied his hands behind his back with their belts, making the shepherd grimace.

Qian Mantang followed suit, bending down to pull off the belt of the shepherd at his feet and tying him up.

The kid was beaten pretty badly by Qian Mantang and was curled up on the ground. He didn't even dare to groan when they tied him up.

The two young shepherds were bound hand and foot and thrown side by side under the shade of a tree.

The older shepherd held his injured leg, blood still seeping out, but the fierce look in his eyes remained.

"You...you dare to shoot..." he gritted his teeth, his face covered in sweat from the pain. "Do you know whose sheep these are?"

Fang Yingxia squatted down, twirling the gun in her hand. "Whose is it?"

The shepherd hissed in pain, but a sinister smile crept across his lips, a smile tinged with smug confidence.

"From the Chang Le Gang."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, bringing up his powerful backer, "This batch of sheep was ordered by Master Zhou of the Chang Le Gang. You confiscated the goods and even injured me."

"If Master Zhou finds out, you'll all be in deep trouble!"

"This area is Chang Le Gang's territory. I advise you to mind your own business. Release us now, and I might be able to put in a good word for you with Master Zhou. Otherwise..."

"What else can we do?" Fang Yingxia interrupted him.

"Otherwise, you won't be able to leave this street!"

The shepherd's voice carried a threat. Although blood was still flowing from his leg, his tone was firm. "The Chang Le Gang is backed by the Tongzhou Chamber of Commerce. You should think it over carefully. Is it worth offending the Chang Le Gang for a few sheep?"

Hearing this from the side, Qian Mantang's temper flared up again. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up to him, yelling, "You son of a bitch..."

"Don't hit him, wait for Chen Mo to come." Fang Yingxia raised her hand to stop him.

"The Chang Le Gang?"

She stood up and put the gun back in its holster. "Fine, I'd like to see just how far the Chang Le Gang dares to challenge the Inspection Bureau."

The three of them were so focused on their actions that they didn't notice that one of the beggars in front of the local temple was missing.

He slipped out along the wall, went to the end of the street, made several turns, passed through three alleys, and stopped in front of a black lacquered wooden door.

The door wasn't closed properly, so he slipped inside.

Several people were gambling in the shade of the courtyard, the dice clattering in the bowl.

Seeing him enter, a shirtless man looked up. "Sixth Brother, weren't you keeping watch at the local temple? Why are you back?"

"Something terrible has happened." The sixth brother hurried across the courtyard and headed straight for the inner room. "Where's Master Zhou?"

"Master Zhou is resting inside. What's the matter that's so urgent?"

The sixth brother ignored him and pushed open the door to go into the inner room.

The room was dimly lit with the curtains half-drawn.

Lying on a bamboo couch was a man, none other than Master Zhou, Zhou Debiao, whom the group had been talking about.

"Master Zhou." Old Six stood at the door, lowering his voice.

Zhou Debiao, without opening his eyes, said, "Speak."

"Something happened at the end of East Street. Old Zheng and his two sheep deliverymen were detained by the inspection bureau."

Zhou Debiao's fingers stopped.

"What?"

He opened his eyes, slowly sat up, stared at Lao Liu for two seconds, and the sleepiness in his eyes vanished.

"Who?"

"It's from the third team of the Inspection Bureau. It's a woman with two other people. They look like newcomers."

Zhou Debiao frowned. "A newcomer? That's troublesome."

"Where's the goods?"

"They also detained them, gathered them together, under the old locust tree at the end of the street."

"Where are Lao Zheng and the others?"

"Old Zheng was shot, and the other two were beaten up and tied to a tree."

Zhou Debiao remained silent for a few seconds, his mind racing.

This batch of goods consisted of two-legged sheep that Lao Ge and his group brought from Ji County, which were then transferred to the Xikai Church by the Chang Le Gang.

This business has been going on for more than half a year, with several batches every month. After the four men, including Lao Ge, received their tribute, everything went smoothly.

The boss specifically instructed that this batch of goods must be closely monitored to prevent any mishaps.

The church is waiting to use it, and the chamber of commerce has also inspected it. If something goes wrong, it won't be something that can be solved by paying compensation.

"What did they figure out?"

"I can tell."

The sixth brother stepped forward and said, "There's a young man over there who seems to know what he's doing. He said the sheep's eyes look strange."

Zhou Debiao's face darkened.

"Sixth Brother, go tell the gang leader that something happened on East Street."

"The inspection bureau seized Lao Zheng's goods and injured someone. They asked the gang leader what he thought: should they forcibly take them back, or go through the channels above to suppress the matter?"