Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 426: 0347: Who Holds the Knife? Coffin Delivered to the Door (Extra Chapter 29 for Monthly Ticket)_2

Zhu Xiawu must have had no idea about his secret and prowess.

With such an unequal exchange of information, it was still uncertain who would outwit whom.

As for the relationship with Song Kingdom’s Six Gates, after using Zhu Xiawu, his dominance was already established. If anyone from the Song Kingdom’s Six Gates dared to interfere, he would simply turn around and kill them, raise his own army, and establish a new Gate Valve as a power.

At the worst, given the corruption of the Song Kingdom, he could sway them with benefits, and then leverage his connection with Princess Li Xiangfang of Tang to easily smooth over any pressure from the officials.

With this thought,

Jiang Dali hastily penned a return letter to Zhu Xiawu.

Of course, the letter expressed interest in the collaboration, claiming both Li Chenzhou and Qianluo as his greatest enemies and asking Zhu Xiawu for assistance in eliminating a major problem.

Destroying the Power Gang and Li Chenzhou was something Zhu Xiawu had always wanted to do.

Now, with Jiang Dali agreeing to collaborate, it was as if willingly becoming a blade in Zhu Xiawu’s hands.

Zhu Xiawu would probably be smug if he knew about the situation,

feeling superior in his cunning, easily using Jiang Dali to kill by proxy and awaiting the benefits like a fisherman reaping the rewards.

”Village chief! Men from the Power Gang have brought a coffin!”

At that moment, the voice of a female player from the Personal Guard reported from the door.

”Hm?” Jiang Dali’s eyes flashed sharply, ”Murong Fu!?”

He abruptly stood up and walked out of the house.

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At the foot of Wuliang Mountain Village.

The atmosphere was tense.

A large number of players and mountain bandit natives stared fixedly at a coffin at the foot of the mountain, their expressions extremely somber.

At that moment, the crowd murmured and parted to make way.

The tall figure of Jiang Dali, carrying a giant golden knife, emerged from the parted crowd and walked towards the coffin.

”Village chief!”

Xu Ziling spoke gravely. ”It’s Murong Fu!”

Jiang Dali raised his hand. ”Open the coffin!”

Instantly, four of his men forcefully lifted the coffin lid.

A burst of icy chill emanated from the coffin.

Murong Fu’s body, his complexion already turning green, lay within, his eyes still wide open in anger, staring outside, filled with disbelief and desperate terror.

This scene startled all the onlooking players, causing them to stand on their tiptoes in shock.

As soon as the coffin was opened, the body inside glared at everyone, sending a chill down their spines and goosebumps all over.

Right at that moment, the men who had brought the coffin from the Power Gang stepped forward to greet Jiang Dali with a slight smirk and a cupped fist salute.

”Master Jiang, our Gang Leader knew that Murong Fu was the bane of your life, that you tried several times to take him down but never succeeded. So, our Gang Leader took it upon himself to kill this clown Murong Fu for you and instructed us to deliver his body to you as a sign of respect!”

Upon hearing these words,

Jiang Dali’s expression darkened.

And all the surrounding players glared at the men from the Power Gang with fury.

This statement was clearly a slight, mocking and ridiculing Jiang Dali, implying that what Jiang Dali couldn’t handle, Li Chenzhou took care of for him, now delivering the result to show how formidable Li Chenzhou was!

Humiliation!

Absolute humiliation!

The group of eight from the Power Gang watched Jiang Dali’s brooding face without the slightest hint of panic, instead reveling in their smugness.

You Black Wind Village chief think you’re so mighty, huh?

”You think you’re so tough?”

”Our Gang Leader Li is giving you some eye medicine, and you’ve still got to take it.”

”Murong Fu’s corpse is right here; if you dare to oppose our Gang Leader Li from the Power Gang, the next one to lie in a coffin could be someone else.”

”Two armies clashing, but no envoy should be killed.”

”Among these eight members of the Power Gang, four are players, and the other four are core members of the gang. Right now, they watched Jiang Dali’s gloomy face, but they didn’t show any fear.”

”But the corners of Jiang Dali’s mouth curled up with his signature faint smile. Looking at the eight Power Gang members, he said calmly, ”I, Jiang Dali, am unworthy of such a grand gift. To thank your Gang Leader, I will send you all on your way right now!”

”What!?”

As the faces of the eight Power Gang members changed at the same time,

Jiang Dali’s figure had already slammed into them like a wall.

”You’re not following the rules of the Martial World!”

The eight were about to draw their weapons.

The gigantic palm, like that of a Heavenly God, fell.

An instant chorus of metallic clangs and muffled impacts erupted, accompanied by shrill screams.

Bang bang bang!

One’s head was blown apart by a punch from Jiang Dali.

Another was twisted into a pretzel, both sword and body, by Bone-Shattering.

Another flew high into the sky and, when he came down, shocked many Black Wind Village mountain bandits into retreat, hitting the ground with a thud, blood splattering five steps away.

The last one had his shoulder grabbed by Jiang Dali, spun like a windmill, thrown to the ground with a snap, his ribs completely shattered, his breath gone.

Only the four player members of the gang remained, immobilized by Jiang Dali’s Finger Force at the start of the battle, staring in horror at their four companions swiftly killed in the blink of an eye.

One of them couldn’t help but shout in alarm, ”Two armies clashing don’t kill envoys, Black Wind Village Chief, you lack martial honor, how dare you kill our Power Gang members!”

Jiang Dali slapped him, his Splitting Air Palm Force causing the shouting player’s Qi-Blood to plummet, knocking him unconscious.

He had held back his strength; otherwise, a single slap would have been enough to kill two.

However, these four players, now with their acupoints pressed, wished they could infuriate Jiang Dali to death right then and there.

Because it was only now they remembered that the Black Wind Village Chief, known by his elegant title ”Strong Man Locking Man,” liked to tie up players and detain them, unable to live or die. Their miserable fate seemed all too foreseeable.

”What bullshit about not killing envoys, I’m a bandit, know what that is? Bandits mean I don’t have to listen to what you say, and you have to listen to me even if you don’t want to! With just that bit of strength, you dare to be loud in front of me. Ptui—”

Jiang Dali spat, hitting one of the players.

That player instantly screamed, a large ”-33” damage number emerging from his head, and a blood hole appeared in his skin, shocking all the nearby Black Wind Village players who saw it.

Is that even human saliva?

Our Village Chief’s spit does a shocking amount of damage.

The spit from Brother Da Li can even kill a person.

”Get some skilled guys down here to pick up this trash,” Jiang Dali waved his hand.

A bunch of alert mountain bandit players excitedly rushed forward with cries, skillfully hoisting a prisoner each and laughing as they quickly carried them away, discussing what new methods they would use to torture their captives.

Terms like ”Open Mouth Smile,” ”Ants Climbing a Tree,” ”Mouse Crawling Through a Hole,” ”Leeches Taking a Bath,” ”Full in the Dung Pit,” and other Black Wind Village special ”dishes” were heard non-stop, terrifying the prisoners to the point of turning pale and their hearts skipping a beat.

Only then did Jiang Dali, with a solemn expression, walk up to the coffin to lift Murong Fu’s damp garments and examine his injuries...

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