Chapter 2, the one that can kill is the sword

Su Xin merely raised his hand, and the sword had already pierced into the person's throat, simple and direct, terrifying beyond measure

If you run again, I will kill you

Get up

Hehe. Suddenly, Su Xin let out a light laugh. For some reason, both of them felt a chill run through their bodies upon hearing Su Xin's laughter.

A trace of blood-red flashed in Su Xin's eyes. For some reason, he did not hesitate at all during his first act of murder. Upon seeing the splattered blood, he felt not the slightest discomfort.

Old Si immediately turned around and knelt down before Su Xin, repeatedly bowing his head in fear and saying: "The last incident really had nothing to do with me; it was all Liu Sandao's decision! Considering our years of friendship, please spare me!"

Su Xiner looked at Su Xin with concern. She knew what her brother was doing, but she obediently closed her eyes because she trusted him

Every day, there are gang members fighting and even killing each other; the death of one or two individuals is of little consequence, as they are considered worthless lives, and the authorities are too indifferent to intervene

Su Xin smiled at Granny Wang, the world is fraught with danger, but can it be more treacherous than the human heart

"It is not a piece of iron; it is a sword." Su Xin's tone was exceedingly indifferent, as if stating a fact

Su Xin's left hand suddenly moved, and with a sword thrust, that ridiculous iron piece had already pierced into the man's throat

Now everyone believes that the sword in Su Xin's hand is indeed a sword, a sword that can kill!

Grandma Wang sells only three types of noodles: plain noodles, mixed meat noodles, and beef brisket noodles

There was no expression on Su Xin's face, neither malice nor anger, yet this very demeanor sent a chill down Lao Si's spine.

Certainly, the Chang Le Fang of the past was not like this

Xiner, open your eyes

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Su Xin saw Xin Er still devouring her food. He gently rubbed her head and said to Granny Wang, "Granny, I have something to attend to. Could you please take care of Xin Er for me?"

The Flying Eagle Gang ranks among the three gangs and four associations of Changning Prefecture, and in addition to the gang leader, there are three hall masters.

The predecessor of Changning Prefecture was the capital of the Great Zhou, which comprised forty-nine neighborhoods and markets. Even the Changle neighborhood, located near the outskirts, was a bustling area.

Perhaps due to the merging of memories from two lifetimes, although Su Xin in this life is still a youth, he has already taken a life.

Carry him back and hand him over to Liu Sandao, and tell him that he owes me. I, Su Xin, will personally go to collect it from him

A place so impoverished that even beggars are unwilling to come, yet it bears a rather pleasant name, called Chang Le Fang

"Hmm, thank you, Grandma Wang," Xin'er said, eagerly devouring the noodles and mumbling her thanks to Grandma Wang.

Oh? Su Xin, you are still alive? You have quite the luck.

However, unexpectedly, Liu Sandao, whom he regarded as an elder brother, suddenly withdrew with several companions who had fought alongside him, leaving him to face the siege of the Qingzhu Gang alone, resulting in his brutal death

Su Xin ruffled Xin Er's hair and said, "Let's go, wash your face, and I'll take you to eat beef brisket noodles."

Su Xiner puffed her cheeks and nodded obediently

Upon seeing him brandish a knife, the passersby in Changlefang showed no signs of surprise; instead, they stopped with great interest to watch.

Lao Si did not hesitate and immediately turned to run, but he suddenly felt a chill on his head, realizing that a lock of his hair had been cut off by Su Xin without him noticing!

Su Xin found a piece of iron in the corner, measuring an arm's length and three fingers wide, covered in rust. It was previously used to block the chicken coop, but unfortunately, since his mother passed away, Su Xin's family has not raised chickens again

The world of Jianghu is thus cruel, especially for those who come from the slums.

Grandma, please bring two bowls of beef brisket noodles

Although Su Xin has gained a trace of meager internal energy due to practicing the basic internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect, this trace of internal energy is insufficient to fully restore his physical strength

The only thing that can kill is the sword

As the food went down, Su Xin felt his strength returning somewhat, having regained most of the energy lost after three days of hunger

Su Xin handed the beef brisket from his bowl to Xin Er, while he ate the noodles heartily

Since I joined the Flying Eagle Gang, I have been following Liu Sandao. Over the years, I have always treated him as my elder brother. Even though I ultimately achieved the most military exploits, I was still prepared to give him the position of this small leader.

Another person drew a dagger from his waist and said coldly: "Why waste words with the fourth? Take advantage of this kid's serious injury and just kill him directly!"

Early the next morning, Su Xin woke up early and, seeing Xin Er still sound asleep beside her, quietly covered her with a blanket

Although Su Xin is young, he possesses considerable brute strength. With his ruthless and fearless approach, he immediately killed three members of the Qingzhu Gang, instantly intimidating his opponents.

They have seen murder before, but witnessing a killing as decisive and efficient as that of Su Xin left them all feeling alarmed and terrified

Having obtained the swift sword of Jing Wuming, he must first possess a sword himself.

Is it even considered a sword? Hahaha! Don't make me laugh!

Liu Sandao has now become a small leader? Does he not feel uncomfortable sitting in a position obtained by betraying his brothers? If Su Xin had not been betrayed, with his military achievements, it would have been him who became this small leader.

Su Xin slowly withdrew the sword from that person's throat, the rusted blade stained with blood, becoming extraordinarily enchanting

Pushing open the door, the muddy streets with flowing sewage, the low and dilapidated houses, and the numb pedestrians all reveal that this is a slum area

"Killing seems so simple," Su Xin said as he flicked the blood droplets off his sword, just as in his past life, where his death was also quite simple

In this lifetime, Su Xin possesses a pleasing appearance, a delicate youth of around sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he may not be exceptionally handsome, his smile is quite charming.

"Good girl, eat slowly." Grandma Wang, with her strong Xiang-Chuan accent, watched Xin'er devouring the beef brisket noodles, her wrinkled face almost blooming with a smile.

However, since thirty years ago, when the illustrious and virtuous Longwu Emperor emerged, transforming the Zhou state from a small southern nation into the present-day Great Zhou Dynasty, which spans a thousand miles and has forced the former hegemon, the Jin state, to flee in disarray, the Changning Prefecture has since fallen into decline

"Hmm, Xin'er will be obedient." Su Xin'er nodded vigorously and quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva

After the Longwu Emperor moved the capital, it is uncertain whether he found the previous small capital unsightly, but fortunately, he directly dismantled the imperial city and relocated 90% of the wealthy merchants and officials within the city to the new capital, Shenyang. As a result, Changning Prefecture gradually began to decline

Su Xin stood up unsteadily, his body still somewhat weak

Hehe, one can know a person’s face but not their heart; only the dead are truly safe

The fourth one beside is almost scared out of his wits

Hand over all the silver you have on you

Take two pieces of wood and sandwich them between iron plates, then wrap them with hemp rope; this will serve as the sword handle

One person shrugged and said: "Su Xin, your momentum is too strong. In that battle, you killed the most people. If you hadn't died, Third Brother wouldn't have been able to become the little leader."

Old Lady Wang waved her hand and sighed: "Little boy, the world is fraught with danger; do not forget that you still have a little sister."

Su Xiner's face immediately broke into a happy smile; for her, as long as her brother was there and there was food, she was very content

Two individuals dressed in neat and tidy short-sleeved samurai attire, with an embroidered flying eagle on their chests, staggeringly approached, their faces displaying a look of astonishment

Aunt Wang has been setting up her stall here for decades, and since childhood, Su Xin has been bringing Su Xin'er here to eat noodles

He is alive, but his reputation has always been poor, especially regarding his third brother. As for his sister, although she is a bit younger, selling her to Yangzhou to become a thin horse could still fetch a few taels of silver

In the past, Su Xin would only occasionally take Xin Er to enjoy a bowl of mixed meat noodles to satisfy her cravings, and it was only during festivals that he would order a serving of beef brisket noodles. He would only order one serving, leaving it for Xin Er to eat

Xiner, be good and eat your noodles here with Grandma Wang, your brother will be back in the evening

Xiner, close your eyes

Jing Wuming's sword is a killing sword! There are no fancy sword techniques, only the simplest skills for killing

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Xin'er walked out with sleepy eyes, rubbing her eyes and pouting her little mouth as she asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Aunt Wang served them two bowls of bright red soup beef noodles, specifically adding a few extra pieces of large beef brisket to Xin'er’s bowl

The other pedestrians in Chang Le Fang hurriedly stepped aside

His sword is not a martial art, but merely a technique for killing

During the last battle with the Qingzhu Gang, the big boss has already issued an order: this time, whoever kills the most will be able to become the little boss, capable of managing a street as the little boss

He has known Su Xin for several years and is aware of his exceptional fighting skills, but he has never witnessed such terrifying swordsmanship before

The fourth brother quickly dragged the body away and swiftly disappeared into the alley

In the past, her brother would always take her to eat the mixed noodles made by Wang A Po at the street corner, but during this period, her brother has not taken her there for a long time

Swaying unsteadily, Su Xin planned to find something to make a sword.

Lao Si was so frightened that he hurriedly got up, not daring to even breathe.

Su Xin's lips curled into a gentle smile as he softly said, "Xiner, be good. In a moment, your brother will take you to eat something delicious"

Opening the rice jar, seeing only a dozen grains of rice inside, Su Xin's heart couldn't help but ache a little.

Then Su Xin brought a whetstone and began to meticulously grind away the rust on the iron piece, sharpening the edge of the iron.

The person scoffed disdainfully and said: "What, do you still want to make a move? In your current state, do you still think you are that Su Xin who could take on three strong men without losing ground? You don't even have a weapon, what do you intend to fight me with? That piece of iron in your hand?"

Lao Si hurriedly took out all the broken silver coins from his body and handed them over to Su Xin

Su Xin looked at the two of them with a cold gaze. He was not unfamiliar with these two; one could say that just three days ago, they were still brothers fighting side by side!

Beneath the three masters, there are more than ten major leaders and over fifty minor leaders