I don’t know if the pistol sounds loud enough or if it’s too noisy outside, but the noise did not alarm others.

Tang Ye closed the door, tore up a strip of cloth and tied his arm that was shot. He did not rush to search Song Laoke's body, but digested the information that appeared in his mind after he was outside the door and dealt with the two Song Laoke's subordinates:

"Since your blood points have accumulated to a certain value, Qimen Yizhi has opened up relevant redemption permissions..."

"First: "Blood Qi Fanggang" (Jingwu Level): It can quickly eliminate fatigue and restore energy to its peak state. Every time you use it, you need to consume 10 points of blood..."

"Second: "Blood and Qi" (Jingwu Level), each time you use it, your strength will double, and you will consume 10 points of blood each time..."

"When you get more blood points, Qimen Yi will also open more options..."

Tang Ye used "Bloody and Qi" once, and kicked Song Laoke's neck directly, with the effect extremely obvious. After consuming 10 points of blood, there are only 10 points left, which is just enough to use Qimen magic again. However, this bloody accumulation is not easy, so it is necessary to save money.

Thinking of the situation just now, Tang Ye was almost shot in the head, and he couldn't help but feel scared. The firearm's killing was really fierce and vicious. Fortunately, Song Laoke's shooting skills were inaccurate, and he avoided it in time, so he was not hit by the vital point. Otherwise, he would be the one who fell to the ground now.

After a certain degree, Tang Ye went to search Song Laoke's body and found a bunch of keys. As for other personal supplies, including the pistol, he didn't take them. Then he started searching in the room. Soon, he dragged the wooden box from under the bed and opened it with the key. He saw a box of money, which was white and yellow, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Tang Ye smiled, and ignored everything else, carrying the box and rummaged out of the yard in the rain.

The wind and rain were mixed, crackling, and lightning flashed by in the night sky, and thunder sounded from time to time.

With the help of this heavy rain, many traces were washed away.

There were no ghosts on the street.

To be cautious, Tang Ye still took a walk carefully without leaving any clues. Finally, when he returned to the Tiger Roar Hall, his whole body was soaked like a chicken.

"Ono, where have you been?"

Seeing him, Yang Sanshou rushed up as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing Tang Ye’s face was pale and wounded on his arm, the old man’s eyes widened and he said angrily: “Little, is someone ambushing you? People from the Evil Wolf Gang? His grandma, this old man Song is looking for death, dare to touch my apprentice!”

Tang Ye grinned: "Master, I went to Xingfuchang by myself."

Yang Sanshou stomped his feet: "How come you go alone without saying hello? How dangerous it is. Fortunately, Mr. Song is concerned about the signboard of the martial arts hall, otherwise you may not be able to come back. But they injured you, so this matter cannot be forgotten. Don't worry, I will go to Mr. Song personally tomorrow and ask him to give him an explanation."

Tang Ye handed over the wooden box: "Master, you don't have to go to Song Laokuo, I've solved him."

"ah……"

Yang Sanshou was stunned and his expression suddenly became dull.

The two of them had talked about this before, and they wanted to leave it to Tang Ye to do it, as if it was practice. But Yang Sanshu meant that Tang Ye would only plan and move after learning something. How could he know that Tang Ye would run away without saying a word? Although he learned very quickly and had already practiced his strength; although "Three Tong Tiger" was a quick skill, as long as he adapted, he could withstand the medicinal properties of the tiger-daking soup and could get started in just a short time, Tang Ye was just a teenager after all, and there were hundreds of people from the Evil Wolf Gang.

Tang Ye slowly told the story, and the matter about "bloodiness" was too mysterious, so he concealed it and did not mention it.

After hearing this, Yang San looked at Tang Ye up and down, and couldn't hide his praise, and kept saying, "Okay, courageous, and strategy... No, you were shot?"

I quickly came up to check the injury. After carefully looking at it, my face was solemn: "Although the injury is not the key, being hit by this foreign gun can easily cause inflammation of the wound and cause infection. The bullet must be taken out as soon as possible."

Tang Ye asked: "You can't go to the hospital. If this matter leaks the news, it will be very troublesome."

Yang Sanshou said: "Warriors are often injured and become doctors after a long time of injury. They have tools at home that can help you take out the bullets, apply golden sore medicine, and take care of them for a while, and it should be fine."

He took Tang Ye to find Wu Yishu and took out the medicine box.

Yang Sanshou said in a deep voice: "Ono, the bullet penetrates deeply, and it will hurt when it is taken. We don't have anesthetics, so you can bear it."

Tang Ye smiled and said, "It's quite comfortable for me to beat tiger soup, and this gunshot wound is nothing."

Yang Sanshu laughed silently, and he could only say that this apprentice is gifted and is born not afraid of pain.

As expected, Chen Tang endured it while the surgery was in progress, without snorting. After about two quarters of an hour, he successfully took out the bullet, cleaned the wound, applied golden sore medicine, and then bandaged it carefully.

Yang Sanshou breathed a sigh of relief and said earnestly: "Ono, don't be so impulsive in the future. This time you have a great life and have not been hit by the vital points, but what about next time? The world has changed, and firearms are popular. In front of bullets, the flesh and blood cannot resist it. Even if a person who has never practiced martial arts, as long as he holds a gun, he can easily kill a boxer who has been practicing hard for decades. This is the sorrow of us martial arts practitioners."

He said, feeling depressed and sighing.

Tang Ye nodded and said, "Actually, I wanted to find out some news, but then Mr. Song sent someone to kill me, so I started a counterattack and killed them."

Wu Yishou said calmly: "If you kill, kill. If you kill such evil people quickly, it is equivalent to eliminating harm to the people."

Yang Sanshu touched his chin: "As soon as Song Laoke died, there will definitely be a storm. Although the Evil Wolf Gang is just a small word, it is paid to Longcheng after all. Several more people died, and the police station had to do things. A while ago, many people knew that Song Laoke had a feud with us and had a good relationship. So they would find out here by following the clues."

Speaking of this, he looked at Tang Ye with concern: "Ono, although you are cautious in doing things and have not been seen by anyone, the gunshot wound on your arm is a flaw, which is hard to argue."

Wu Yishou pondered for a moment: "It's true, let's do it. Tomorrow morning, I arranged for Ono to go out to hide, and then said I would go back to the countryside to visit my relatives. There was no one in the police room, no evidence, and nothing to say. At worst, I could use the money to invite people in the meeting to come forward. If you say a few words, the police room will not be in a difficult situation."

Once Song Laokuo and others die, the Evil Wolf Gang will be divided into pieces. As long as this gust of limelight passes, no one will pursue it again. Perhaps from then on, the Evil Wolf Gang will be gone.

Of course, if the Evil Wolf Gang is gone, a new character head will soon appear and take over this territory. It may be the Evil Tiger Gang, or the Evil Dog Gang or something. In Shencheng, there are countless cases of such character head change, and I don’t know how many.

Yang Sanshou said, "Okay, just do it like this. Haha, Ono not only killed Song Laoke, but also brought back a box of money. Tsk tsk, Song Laoke can really plunder and save such a large amount of money. Senior brother, do you think this money?"

Wu Yishou said: "This is what Ono got with his life, so he deserves it."

Tang Ye hurriedly said, "Master, Master, let's use this money in the martial arts hall. I eat, drink, defecate and slaughter in the martial arts hall, and there is no place to use money."

Yang Sanshou took out a handful of ocean and said, "You have to go out to avoid the limelight tomorrow morning, and you have to bring some money on your body. I will take you with the rest. When you come back, I will give you a small meal every day, and eat big fish and meat at will, so that you can nourish your body well. Don't you always say that you will be hungry in the middle of the night, and then let you have midnight snacks at night, so that you can have enough."

Tang Ye received the silver dollar and smiled and said, "Okay."

After saying a few more words, he returned to the room. The little mute was already anxious. When he saw the wound on his arm, his eyes turned red and he burst into tears.

Tang Ye touched her head: "It's just a minor injury. It's common for those who practice martial arts to be injured. It's okay. Well, I'll go out tomorrow morning, and it may take a few days to come back."

The little mute didn't ask much and hugged him tightly.

The next day, it was dawn and dawn had just broken.

Bang bang bang bang!
Chapter completed!