Chapter 101: The Cat Teases the Wasted Ghost (2)

  Although the short and stout man knew that there were no ghosts in broad daylight, he still felt uneasy as if he had done something wrong. He couldn't help but follow Shi Jin's gaze and turned his head to look, but the large door was tightly closed, and nothing was out of the ordinary.

  The short and stout man secretly let out a sigh of relief, pretending to be serious and said: "The master is really amusing, the person who borrowed my clothes is still on the West City Tower, how can he come here at this moment."

  "Are you still in the western city? Haha... " Shi Jin laughed and continued: "Aren't you afraid that I'll take you to the top of the Western City Tower to confront the evidence? Have you ever thought about what would happen if your lies are exposed? It's... being hacked to death by chaotic knives!"

  The stout man heard it in his ears, and his whole body involuntarily shuddered with a chill. Some imagined scenes involuntarily floated up from the bottom of his heart. The cold light flashing knife blade hacked down head-on, surrounded by furious roars, icy metal pierced into the body's coolness from all sides, and the blood in front of him splashed everywhere with the knife's entry and exit... The stout man didn't know if Shi Jin really knew at this moment or was testing him, trying to knock down the last line of defense that decided his life and death.

  Just as the dwarf was silent, thinking quickly in his heart, Shi Jin took a step forward and pressed tightly against the dwarf, saying in a low voice: "Are you afraid? You're already afraid."

  "The master of the house...... I......" The short and stout Zhang opened his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't say anything.

  "Who are you? Hmph!" Shi Jin let out a cold snort and suddenly puffed out his chest, the tightly-wound muscles on his chest violently colliding with the short and stout man.

  The short and stout man did not expect Shi Jin's inch force to be so powerful, and for a moment he was unable to stand firm, stumbling and staggering backwards.

  Shi Jin obviously had enough, and didn't want to waste any more time with him. He changed his expression to a stern one, glared at him fiercely and said: "You can't say it? Then I'll say it for you, how's that?"

  The short and stout man had not yet stood firm when he saw the fierce light bursting forth from Shi Jing's eyes, and for a moment his mind was thrown into confusion. His last step missed its mark, and with a thud he sat down on the ground, his two hands raised in mid-air, failing to grasp the hand of another rascal who came to help him up, but instead knocking over the armchair behind him.

  Shi Jin took another step forward, closing in on the short and stout man, his voice cold as ice: "You're not from our Shao Hua Mountain, are you?"

  "This can't be said, we are not people from Shouhua Mountain, could it be that those officials and soldiers disguised themselves and mixed in?" The lout standing on the side saw that the short fatty was about to lose his temper, so he took a step forward, smiling to calm down Shi Jing, also giving the short fatty some time to think of an escape plan.

  However, Shi Jin is a man who can't be fooled by just this little trick of the tongue. Shi Jin coldly smiled and shifted his scorching gaze to this robust man, slightly nodding his head, saying: "Mmm, you're right, you are one of our Mount Shaoxia people." Shi Jin paused for a moment before continuing: "So do you know that whoever is a brother of Mount Shaoxia, if I want him dead, he will die. So... please!" As he spoke, Shi Jin swiftly drew out his waist knife and threw it at the man.

  That sturdy man grasped the knife in his hand, lowered his head to take a look, and immediately knew something was wrong, feeling bitter and regretful. As soon as he opened his mouth, not only did it not turn out well, but it also backfired, and now it's too late for regrets. Anyway, whether horizontally or vertically, it's all the same death. Now that he knows the harm of Shi Jin's sharp tongue, even if he has excellent martial arts skills, he must fight with his life on the line. The man had this thought, raised his hand, and swung the knife towards Shi Jin.

  Li Bai Cao was startled by this sudden move, and his heart was filled with suspicion, but he never thought it would come to this. Although anxious, he couldn't draw his sword in time to rescue. His heart racing, he loudly warned Shi Jin: "Be careful!"

  Before the words had fallen, Shi Jin's body had already changed, his footwork moved, and when the knife fell, he had already turned to the side of the strong man. Just as the man stared with wide eyes and a face full of incredulity, Shi Jin's powerful iron-like hands had swiftly grasped his neck.

  That man didn't even have time to draw his sword and defend himself, but his neck was already in Shi's grasp. He felt a chill run down his spine, and he knew that everything was over.

  As expected, as the breath became thinner and thinner, the hot blood in the skull surged to the top of the head like a boiling pot. And when he saw the last glimpse of Shi Jin's smile at the corner of his mouth, a crisp crackling sound came from his ears, and then everything in this world had nothing to do with him anymore.

  Shi Jin easily twisted and broke the neck of the sturdy man, then loosened his hand and let go of the limp body. Taking a deep breath, he stared at the short and stout man and said: "I think, with your brother as an example, you won't be foolish enough to still stubbornly say that you are my person now, will you?"

  The short and stout man listened to Shi Jin's words entering his ears, and with a sideways glance, he secretly took a look at the man who was still alive and well beside him just now. The short and stout man felt the taste of death approaching for the first time, it was so cold.

  The stout man opened his mouth halfway, but didn't say a word. He knew that no matter what he did now, it was all in vain. This house was the last stop of his life... As he thought about this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  He lazily raised his eyes and looked at Shi Jin, saying: "Since you arrived in Huayin County, from officials to civilians, everyone is discussing you." When he said this, the short and fat man laughed again and said: "However, each person has their own nemesis, including you. Even if you kill me now, you have already lost, haha... hahaha... ga ga ga!"

  "Did I lose?" Shi Jin squatted down and said with a nonchalant expression, "But I feel like it's just getting started..."

  "That's right, this is the beginning, but also the end! You can't stop it, it's God's will!"

  "Haha, if it's really the will of heaven, then it's also its will that I'm here to put an end to you all. What have you done? Heaven can see it, and so do I!" Shi Jin said as he grabbed the short and stout man by the collar.

  The dwarf was dragged forward, but he had already steeled himself for death and now feared nothing. Instead, he leaned in close to Shi Jin's ear and said: "Actually, I knew what you were doing when you were performing the ritual. You were just putting on a show. I saw right through you. Unfortunately, my foolish brother was taken in by your act and ended up believing you first."

  Shi Jin listened and stuck to his ear, lightly, as if talking to an old friend, said: "When I entered this house, I knew that the person who was originally guarding here was killed by you, and I also knew that you disguised yourself as a Taoist priest to lower their vigilance. So I knew one step earlier that the person pretending to be a Taoist would not believe me, but whether you believe it or not is unimportant to me. What's important is that there is one person who believes me and can take my people to where the antidote is. That's enough!"