Chapter 113: One Plan in Hand, Life and Death Determined

  Shi Jin slowly lowered his hand, which was about to issue a killing move. After a flash of thought, he continued to raise the right hand that had gathered the attention of the Shao Huashan brothers. He spread his five fingers wide and held them suspended in mid-air for a moment before clenching them into a fist. Then, he extended his middle and index fingers, like a long spear, and pointed at the door of the side courtyard with lightning speed. Next, his middle and index fingers split apart to either side, and he quickly flipped his palm over, with the back of his hand facing upwards. His middle and index fingers then curled back in, forming a hook-like shape.

  These gestures were the secret language of Mount Shao Hu, which Zhu Wu had personally taught Shi Jin during his stay on the mountain to recover from his injuries. By now, Shi Jin was so proficient in using them that it was like second nature to him.

  At this moment, a set of gestures was completed, and the brothers from Shao Huashan behind Shi Jin also saw it clearly. As soon as Shi Jin's gesture fell, fifty men immediately climbed up along the convenient hay bales, and with a few jumps, they stepped onto the roof of the side house. In the blink of an eye, they flew over from Shi Jin's side, quickly divided into two rows, and moved forward along the walls and roofs of the houses on both sides of the road. When twenty-five people were spaced half a meter apart on both sides, they all crouched down on the roof, and in just one sip of tea, they disappeared from Shi Jin's line of sight.

  Shi Jin gazed at the distant eaves for a last look, seeing no flaws, he was quite satisfied and nodded his head. Then Shi Jin's right hand rose again, raised the middle three fingers, slightly separated, the first joint forward, immediately twisting his wrist to draw a full circle. Like lightning, it turned to palm up towards the sky, then followed by a push upwards.

  As soon as this gesture was finished, three brothers took out the flint they carried with them and found a place to ignite the fire under those haystacks. They rubbed the flint and ignited the stacked hay.

  At this moment, Shi Jin raised his right hand for the third time, clenched his iron fist, and suddenly pointed two fingers at the sky with one finger, his right hand shaped like a halberd.

  The remaining few dozen Mount Huashan brothers saw this gesture and immediately gripped the hilt tightly, holding the snow-white blade in front of their bodies. The thirty brothers followed Shi Jing's downward swing of his arm and immediately formed five people per group, divided into six teams. One team was hiding under the wall on either side of the gate, and the remaining four teams were arranged in a goose formation with Shi Jing as the leader, standing behind the slowly burning straw.

  At this moment, everything is ready.

  But in Shi Jin's heart, he thought that if he led his brothers to kill their way into the front yard, not only would they have to find out which door and which courtyard Huang Tianba was based on, but also be careful to avoid being ambushed by Huang Tianba's hidden soldiers. Rather than going through so much trouble, it would be better to lure the snake out of its hole and then come up with another plan to shut the gate and beat the dog.

  Shi Jin's mind was made up, and he gazed at the increasingly fierce flames, bursting into loud laughter. At this moment, the tip of the flame was like a dragon's tongue, and in an instant, it would engulf these large piles of grass, swaying freely towards the sky without any worries, and the rolling black smoke was like the dark wind of death, stirring up and rushing straight to the blue sky.

  Before long, the Huang family's peaceful and stable courtyard suddenly erupted into a commotion, with cries of "Fire! Fire!" rising up all around. But just as the chaotic shouting reached its peak, someone suddenly cried out, "Ahh, Shi Jing has arrived to kill us!" In an instant, no one dared cry out for help again, and instead the entire courtyard fell eerily silent. The only sounds left were the clanging of armor and the scraping of swords being drawn.

  But Shi Jin didn't show any sign of restraint, instead he became more and more excessive, sending off the laughter with an inner force. This arrogance, this overbearingness, also followed the laughter, like a stone thrown into a river, rippling out in circles from the side courtyard, filling the entire Huang family's estate in an instant.

  But Shi Jin was not arrogant, although he seemed to be on the surface, but in secret he was concentrating and listening carefully, relying on his extremely keen sense of hearing. Although there was a raging fire burning in front of him, the sound of Huang's family thugs rushing over in a group was clearly audible in his ears. In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, a group of people with knives and swords and ferocious faces rushed out of the distant gate. Shi Jin's eyes were very quick, and as soon as he saw people coming, he immediately shouted loudly "Ah——!"

  In an instant, the ten people hiding under the high walls on both sides of the gate immediately drew their knives and killed those who followed, cutting down the men of the Huang family at the waist. This sudden attack made the few people who had rushed in with Huang Jiazi turn around and fight back with their knives. But they never expected that as soon as they turned their backs, Shi Jin and thirty other strong and brave men would rush out from behind the flames, like fierce tigers descending a mountain, wielding their flashing blades and striking down the few people who were hastily defending themselves from behind, killing them instantly.

  Just as the Huang family members were being led over by Shi Jin in a steady stream, Shi Jin also led forty men from Shao Huashan to kill their way out of the gate. Shi Jin was at the forefront, and he would kill anyone who dared to stand in his way. Although Shi Jin and his men fought fiercely, they did not advance quickly, but instead took small steps forward, almost as if they were standing still. In the narrow area in front of the gate, Shi Jin stood alone at the forefront, while his brothers formed a semicircle behind him and clashed with the increasing number of Huang family members.

  Shi Jin stood alone on the path, his left hand clenched into a fist and his right hand wielding a knife that flashed in the air. With both hands, he opened up a space to either side, dividing and killing those who charged towards him. Whenever Shi Jin saw someone with ill intentions approaching, he would immediately swing his knife to kill them, lest they accidentally harm anyone else. As for the common rabble, Shi Jin used the " Hundred Legs of a Dead Bug" technique, grabbing and sending each person flying one by one, using their own momentum to send them tumbling into the blades of the Shao Huashan brothers waiting behind him. The more fiercely Shi Jin killed, the more heartily he laughed, the more unrestrained he became.

  Just as Shi Jin was killing on this side with blood splashing everywhere, staining the white walls, a loud shout suddenly came from the far end of the alley.

  That loud shout was like a boiling oil explosion, with an aura that was second to none. Shi Jing listened and immediately knew that Huang Tianba was leading the core figures in his direction, killing him. Huang Tianba ran wildly all the way, shouting loudly along the way. He wanted to use his angry roar to cover up Shi Jing's laughter, thinking that this would be enough to suppress the enemy before they even met. However, Huang Tianba never thought that he would be outsmarted by his own cleverness, and accidentally fell into Shi Jing's trap of identifying his position through sound.

  Shi Jin faced off against the numerous strong men of the Huang family, while carefully distinguishing the position of Huang Tianba.

  Shi Jin was being cautious not because he was worried about anything, but rather because he had to be extra careful around Huang Tianba. In reality, the opposite was true. In Shi Jin's heart, he knew that the people surrounding Huang Tianba were his trusted subordinates, unlike the scattered and disorganized soldiers in front of him now. If he wanted to kill Huang Tianba, Shi Jin alone would have been enough, but at this moment, not only could he not kill Huang Tianba, but he also had to keep him alive and capture him unharmed. Therefore, there was only one location on this alley that would allow Shi Jin to capture Huang Tianba alive while also eliminating the Huang family's influence.

  At this moment, Shi Jin had to distinguish a position in his heart, watching Huang Tianba running over in the entire alley. Step by step, until he stepped out with his front foot and stepped on the only spot that Shi Jin had chosen for him...