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  That man didn't even react, and threw a punch over. Chai Yang dodged the fist wind with a flash of his body, and Yan Lao Hu's fist hit the wooden pillar, only to hear the wooden pillar make a slight cracking sound, and actually cracked open a seam.

  Chai Yang didn't dare to be careless, his feet popped up, and he jumped over a meter high, the folding fan in his hand closed together, and it smashed down on Yan Lao Hu's head.

  Yan Lao Hu led over fifty men in pursuit, more than ten of whom surrounded Chai Yang, while the rest charged towards the stairs and clashed with a group of heroes.

  The stairs had four landings, and an old man was standing guard on the third one. When he saw these people rushing towards him, he didn't show any fear at all, and instead stomped his feet on the stairs.

  Those walking on the stairs didn't think that this old man's foot strength was so outstanding, just one stamp of his foot and everyone felt a tremble under their feet.

  When they were in a flurry, the old man flew out with one foot and kicked it on the body of the thief in front. Although there were many people behind him, he still fell backwards, and the thieves behind him also lost their footing and fell down.

  The thief was in a flurry of panic, and immediately someone shouted: "Liangzhou Iron Foot Immortal! He is Liangzhou Iron Foot Immortal!"

  The old man smiled with a hint of pride: "It seems that someone still remembers me."

  "Make way!" someone among the thieves shouted, and a group of thieves on the stairs immediately cleared a path. A Taoist priest-like man with a sly smile came up: "I'll take care of him!"

  Tie Jiao Xian kicked seven times when the Taoist came up, but was dodged one by one. In the end, he failed to stop the Taoist from climbing the stairs. After the Taoist came up, he immediately entangled with Tie Jiao Xian, and the remaining thieves rushed up, fighting together with the heroes guarding the corridor.

  Chai Yang remained calm and composed amidst the siege of over a dozen experts, utilizing the terrain to his advantage as he fought around the wooden pillars, consecutively killing five opponents while adding two wounds to himself.

  What made him feel the most troublesome was naturally Shanxi Yan Laohu, this man had incredible strength and had once killed a tiger with his bare hands in Shanxi, earning him this nickname.

  Among these dozen or so people, his martial arts skills are the highest. If he isn't taken care of, he will always be a troublemaker. After fewer enemies surrounded them, Chai Yang was able to free up his hands and feet, and began looking for opportunities to take down Yan Laohu.

  There was still a gap between the two in martial arts, and it didn't take long for Chai Yang to intentionally reveal an opening when he had his back to Yan Laohu. Yan Laohu fell for it and charged over alone, pushing aside the crowd.

  Just as the fist was about to hit Chai Yang's chest, if he had been hit, Chai Yang would have fallen down. Just when Yan Lao Hu thought he had succeeded with one punch, his fist had just touched Chai Yang's clothes, and suddenly felt like it had hit nothing.

  Yan Lao Hu's heart secretly cried out in alarm, but it was already too late.

  Chai Yang's body shape shifted, his hand holding a folded fan closed, and with one swift motion, he poked it into Yan Lao Hu's lower abdomen. The lower abdomen is a relatively soft part of the human body, and Chai Yang's martial arts skills were exceptionally strong, plus the fan frame was made of fine iron, so all that could be heard was a muffled sound as the entire handle sank into Yan Lao Hu's body.

  At the same time, two long swords came from behind, Chai Yang managed to dodge one of them, but unfortunately his arm was held by Yan Lao Hu, and he couldn't dodge the other one. A bloody gash was cut on his entire back.

  Yan Lao Hu's energy was exhausted and he fell to the ground, and Chai Yang's arm finally broke free. He turned around and killed the remaining few people, then saw that everyone else was still struggling, and didn't have time to tend to his own injuries. Just as he was about to go help, he heard a voice of admiration from beside him: "Good! I've long heard that Officer Chai is skilled in both literature and martial arts, today I see it for myself, and indeed it's true!"

  In the distance, a monk slowly walked over.

  The decorations in the attic were very delicate and carefully arranged, full of the allure of a woman's boudoir. But Chen Yuan didn't have the mood to appreciate these now, after entering the attic, he immediately closed the door and took out the sachet given by Chai Yang.

  The house was very quiet, and even a slight breath could be heard. Chen Yuan walked lightly, controlling his footsteps.

  After passing by the main hall, Chen Yuan suddenly heard the giggles of two women coming from a room next door. He quickly crouched down and crept to the window.

  At this time, all the windows were pasted with paper. Chen Yuan learned from TV and put his fingers in his mouth to wet them, then placed them on the window paper and applied a little force. The window paper indeed broke silently.

  The two women in the room were wearing tight underwear, frolicking on a bed, the candlelight wasn't too bright, but it looked like both of their figures were great. Chen Yuan thought to himself, he had found the place so quickly, today was really a lucky day to buy lottery tickets.

  He took out that bag of incense and enlarged the hole in the window a bit, then opened the bag and aligned the opening with the hole on the window.

  Chai Yang's anesthetic was very effective, and in less than five minutes, there was no sound inside the house. Chen Yuan threw away the anesthetic bag, looked up at the house, and found two women lying on the bed.

  It doesn't seem like I can enter now, right? What if the aphrodisiac inside knocks me out, that would be a big trouble.

  He thought for a moment and decided to go search other places first, waiting until the scent in the house had dissipated before returning.

  Chen Yuan opened the door of the house and let the fragrance inside dissipate more quickly. He began to search around.

  He went downstairs and circled around, and found the door leading to the small house in the back, but he didn't know where the key was. Chen Yuan didn't want to go into that room yet, so he decided to go up to the attic first.

  Since the two people had already been stunned, Chen Yuan was no longer afraid that someone else would hear his footsteps, so he didn't control his pace anymore. His feet stepped on the wooden stairs, making them creak loudly.

  Just as they were about to go up, a woman's voice floated down from above: "Who is it?"

  Chen Yuanshen was greatly startled, and when he looked up at the stairs, a woman in thin silk was leaning against the stairs, holding a candle holder, her eyes fixed on him. She must have been startled by his footsteps, so she came out to take a look.

  Chen Yuan stood there stupidly, not making a sound for a moment. The woman also seemed to be stunned, and just as neither of them knew what to do, another woman's voice came: "Fourteenth sister, who has come?"

  Fourteenth sister? This title made Chen Yuan understand one thing, he had mistaken the person earlier. The two downstairs were probably maids!

  He reacted quickly and immediately calmed down, saying: "Pang Yu, at your service, Fourteenth Granny!"

  He finished speaking and bowed.

  The fourteenth house looked at Chen Yuan and also came back to her senses, thinking that she had come out wearing a thin shirt, but saw a strange man, feeling a bit embarrassed.

  Chen Yuan immediately said: "It was the butler who said that there might be thieves tonight, so I came to see if the doors and windows of the two ladies' place were closed tightly. I shouted a few times downstairs just now, but no one answered, fearing something unexpected, so I dared to come in alone, not thinking that I would disturb the rest of the two."

  The fourteenth house owner frowned after hearing this and shouted down: "Chunhua, Qiuyue!"

  No one answered, and Shi Si's expression turned slightly unpleasant: "Those two dead girls must have gone off with some servant again."

  At this time, Shi Wu Fang also brought a candle holder over, and with three candle holders, the stairs suddenly lit up.

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