Chapter 77 Killing Lin Kun on the Night of the Full Moon

Chapter 77 Killing Lin Kun on the Night of the Full Moon

Chapter 77 Killing Lin Kun on the Night of the Full Moon
On the 16th, the weather was sunny.

In the afternoon, Zuixianlou sent a banquet.

Lin Kun sat at the table while Sikong Qingqing poured wine beside him.

The whole house was in a mess, with broken tiles and skulls all over the ground.
He had a head full of white hair and red eyes, and he drank one cup after another, seemingly without end.

"Thought it could...scare me."

"Dream on!"

"I killed someone when I was fifteen, and took charge of the Dragon Scale Society when I was twenty. What kind of scenes have I not seen?"

"Isn't Mr. Zhao awesome? His martial arts skills are better than mine, but he still got defeated by me?"

"Master Zuo, do you know? The Five Mountains Alliance Leader, personally pour me some wine... pour me some wine!"

Sikong sighed softly and only poured out half a cup, and the pot of wine was finished.

In the huge Dragon Scale Hall, there are only two of them left.

Peng Canghu came in from outside and looked at the broken piece of 'Dragon Soaring Across the Seas'.

"Father."

Lin Kun glanced at him: "Where are the others?"

"Ni Jinbiao left a long time ago. Eighty percent of the disciples...are probably gone."

Lin Kun sneered: "Why don't you leave?"

"I will protect my foster father... and go with Youlan."

Lin Kun looked at Peng Canghu. He was worried that this boy would become the second Zhao Huai'en, so he was on guard. He waved his hand and said, "I know how you feel about Youlan. Take her away and live a peaceful life, farming and weaving. Don't get involved in the martial arts world again, and don't avenge me."

"Godfather, let's fight our way out together. Youlan won't leave you behind—"

Lin Kun interrupted him and said, "Why don't you understand? The remnants of the Wild Wolf Gang will not let me go. I'm with you, and no one can escape!"

Peng Canghu hesitated but still didn't leave.

Lin Kun looked at the ugly man, drank the half-cup of wine, and sneered: "To be honest, I have checked your background and know what you have done. So in the past five years, although you have fought for the Dragon Scale Society, I still look down on you and have never thought of marrying my daughter to you. If it weren't for today-"

"Farewell!"

Peng Canghu's face flushed slightly. He clenched the wolf-tooth iron rod, glanced at Lin Kun coldly, then turned and walked out of the lobby.

Sikong Qingqing sat down and said worriedly, "Master, if you say that, aren't you afraid that he will vent his anger on Youlan?"

Lin Kun chuckled: "I know my daughter well. Peng Canghu can't manipulate her."

He sighed deeply and turned to look at Sikong Qingqing, the woman who had been married to him for less than half a year. He originally regarded her as a trophy in his quest to dominate the Pingyang world.

But as they spent time together day after day, he felt the warmth of this woman. She might not like him, but she was trying hard to fulfill her duties as a wife.

"Have you made up your mind? You're not leaving?"

Sikong Qingqing shook her head slightly: "The Shennong Gang has been destroyed, and I don't know whether my father and brother are alive or dead. Where can I go after leaving the Dragon Scale Association? Besides, since I'm married to the master, I'm a member of the Lin family, and I should follow him through thick and thin."

Lin Kun embraced the woman and laughed, "With a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for? I only regret that I didn't meet Qingqing thirty years earlier."

In Longlin Hall, two peonies are about to bloom. The flower heads are broken, but the roots are entrenched in the soil, trying to absorb nutrients and strive to not miss any possibility of blooming, even if no one is watching.

Full moon.

Dense footsteps were heard, and more than three hundred men in black poured out from everywhere and gathered on the street.

In the past few days, the people living around the Longlin Society either stayed indoors or went out to seek refuge, and the streets were deserted.

The martial arts world controlled by gangs and the countryside controlled by gentry were places where the imperial power could not be easily extended. The government could not and did not want to intervene in the feuds between gangs.

Pingyang is a city between the rivers and lakes and the government. Over the past hundred years, it has formed a unique and stable order.
Zhang Yu stepped into the gate of Longlin Society and immediately assigned people to seal off important places such as the library and armory. These places were also deliberately avoided when the fire was set last night to confuse the people.

Although the Dragon Scale Society is a local gang, it has been dominant in Pingyang for a hundred years and has an amazing heritage. It should have a lot of good things in its collection.

Along the way, they encountered only sporadic resistance and finally arrived at Dragon Scale Hall.

"Kill Lin Kun on the night of the full moon."

In front of the Dragon Scale Hall, Lin Kun sat on the armchair and looked at the tall and graceful woman and the handsome young man, who were walking side by side.

Sikong Qingqing was lying on the steps, her face peaceful, with a hint of red at the corners of her mouth, as if she had fallen asleep.

"You are about to do it." "After tonight, you will become the master of Pingyang Jianghu. At such a young age, you will be in charge of a prefecture and enjoy unlimited glory."

"Zhang Liyu, no, the carp jumped over the dragon gate. I should call you Zhang Yu. You must be very proud, right?"

Zhang Yu held the black sword, his lips slightly raised, looking at Lin Kun who was sitting on the steps.

Lin Kun asked: "What are you laughing at?"

"President Lin, is this our first meeting?"

Lin Kun sneered: "I saw you on the martial arts competition that day, but it was a pity that I didn't kill you then."

"That's right, this is the first time I met you, but it was the second time you met me. Come to think of it, you treated me to a meal at Zuixianlou that time."

Lin Kun understood quickly: "You participated in the martial arts competition just for a few taels of silver?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "When Zuixianlou came to deliver wine and food during the day, someone advised me to stop the waiter and poison the wine and food. I thought about it and didn't agree. I just paid back the favor for the wine and food. After all, one should not be too shameless!"

"Why waste your time!"

Lin Kun knew that he was mocking Long Lin for colluding with Zhao Huai'en and secretly poisoning Zhao Huai'en.

He disagreed in his heart. In the so-called martial arts world, it is nothing more than the winners and the losers. It doesn't matter whether the means are fair or despicable.

"Some people say you are a martial arts prodigy. I would like to see you for yourself."

He stood up from the armchair, revealing his hands wrapped in long sleeves, with a metallic luster flashing.

Zhang Yu looked up and saw that Lin Kun was wearing a device made of fine steel on both arms, with his five fingers in iron gloves, which allowed him to grasp as flexibly as an eagle's claws.

If he is caught and the information is matched with that of the organization, his entire body of flesh will be torn off.

"Dragon Catcher?"

The martial art of 'Dragon Catching Hands' is a unique skill passed down from generation to generation in the Lin family.

It is said that an ancestor of the Lin family was a court physician of the former Yuan Dynasty. He gained inspiration while massaging the acupoints of the emperor and his concubines. He later combined it with martial arts to create this unique skill and passed it on to his descendants.

After the fall of the former Yuan Dynasty, the Lin family fell into poverty and completely gave up medicine to pursue martial arts.

The massage techniques for clearing acupuncture points and promoting blood circulation were deleted, leaving only the brutal means of capturing the enemy.

Lin Kun spent a huge sum of money to ask the Tang Clan in Shu to build this "Iron Bone Dragon Claw", which is even more powerful when used to catch dragons.

It was originally a trump card used to deal with Zhao Laodao, but later Zhao Huai'en defected and wiped out the Wild Wolf Gang effortlessly, so it was not used.

"My lord, I will deal with him."

Zhao Xia picked up the Xuanhua axe and looked at Lin Kun with red eyes.

"Be careful, I'll stand guard for you!"

Zhang Yu nodded. For Zhao Xia, this was the revenge for his father's death and he had to take revenge personally.

Lin Kun stood on the steps, looking down at Zhao Xia's unusually plump and mature figure, and recalled the evaluation of her by that Jianghu gentleman, "She has a famous instrument and is a good wife for her husband."

There was a trace of regret in his eyes. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If a carp had not appeared in the middle of the journey, he would have already explored the depth of the "world's famous weapon".

Zhao Xia asked, "When you killed my father, did you ever think of today?"

Lin Kun smiled and said, "I have thought about it. I have even thought about how you will deal with me!"

"Go to hell, old thief!"

The huge axe with a half-moon arc chopped down diagonally towards Lin Kun.
Lin Kun laughed, and slightly moved sideways to avoid the axe blade. He swayed his body from side to side and at the same time, slapped the axe with both palms quickly, making a crisp sound of metal collision. In an instant, he had already struck out five or six palms, and the palm power gradually increased, like overlapping waves.

"Shake the mountains and rock the seas!"

As the internal force was transmitted to her, she stepped back repeatedly, and her hands holding the axe handle were shaken with great pain.

Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword: "The Dragon Catcher is indeed extraordinary. If this continues, Zhao Xia will not be his opponent."

"With this little ability, you still want to avenge Zhao Laodao? You should let your young master do it!"

Lin Kun sneered with disdain and looked at Zhang Yu who was holding the sword beside him. This man was handsome, otherwise he would not have thought of recruiting him as Youlan's husband on that day in the martial arts competition.

He consciously guessed why Zhang Yu's martial arts skills improved so rapidly in such a short period of time. The two of them must have had an affair.

"The rumors are true, it really is a world-famous weapon!"

(End of this chapter)