C2 Hung head

Hong Yang had trained in Taiyi Sect for many years, so he knew that training in the martial arts required a huge amount of resources, such as pills, techniques, equipment, and so on. As his own strength increased, the quality of the resources needed would also continue to increase. A high quality pill was often comparable to dozens of low quality pills, such as cultivation techniques and equipment. What's more, they can't be bought with money, and their value is incalculable.

Thieves were basically just Fighters, so they had focused their attention on these areas. Furthermore, these thieves would not steal from those rich families. That was because the guards of those rich families were not weak, so they would be asking for trouble if they went. However, those shops on the street were often the places that Thieves frequented.

In these three years, Hong Yang had captured a total of 40 thieves of various sizes. Furthermore, he didn't kill anyone, and all of them were captured alive. Being called a benevolent arrest by the warriors near the Ningyang.

Hong Yang only went to the small tavern on the east street because when he had just arrived at Ningyang City, the old shopkeeper had once let him stay there for a period of time. However, being a constable was pitifully small. Every month, he would owe some money for his wine.

The old shopkeeper was already very familiar with Hong Yang, he knew that Hong Yang's heart was kind and compassionate, so he didn't mind at all. Previously, when he saw that Hong Yang was injured, he had kindly advised him otherwise for a while, but Hong Yang didn't seem to mind, so he could only give up.

The injuries on Hong Yang's body, were caused by his master. That palm attack was extremely ruthless and almost took Hong Yang's life.

However, Hong Yang did not hate his Master at all. He understood the situation back then, if his Master had not acted first, he would have already been killed by the law enforcement elders. Moreover, in front of so many high-level figures of the sect, it was impossible for Master to act so lightly. Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape from the eyes of the Law Enforcing Elders.

But this palm strike, even though it had kept Hong Yang's life, had made him stop his journey in the martial way.

Due to his meridians being severely damaged, and not paying attention to the treatment, which resulted in him being unable to recover after many years, Hong Yang had already detected that his own strength was declining gradually. Even if he used all of his strength, in reality, he could only reach the level of Innate sixth rank, and this decline was becoming more and more intense, especially in these recent days.

Hong Yang had already thought about it long ago. Since he had nothing to tie him down, he might as well do some things while he still had the ability. When he was helpless, he would find a place in the wilderness and spend the rest of his life.

Walking on the main street, Hong Yang did not circulate his vitality to defend against the cold wind, but rather, let the waves of cold air seep into his bone marrow.

Just then, a group of night constables walked out from the street corner and quickly arrived beside Hong Yang. The leader was the second level Ningyang City level constable, Fang Qian.

Fang Qian had always been dissatisfied with Hong Yang, because Hong Yang had only used three years to become a first class constable, but he had been working for five years and was a level lower than Hong Yang. Furthermore, Hongyang was often drunk and worked as a servant. Where did he have the slightest appearance of a constable? In his words, it was a disgrace.

Fang Qian recognized Hong Yang from afar and did not plan to talk anymore, but since he was right before him, he could not hold it in anymore. As he walked past, he muttered to himself: "He reeked of alcohol, what the hell is this?

Hearing that, Hong Yang stopped, turned and called out: "Constable Fang, please wait."

Fang Qian was obedient, he immediately stopped moving, and turned back slowly, with a fake smile: Oh, so it's Constable Hong, look at how cold the sky is, why haven't you gone back to rest?

Although Fang Qian did not fancy Hong Yang, he was secretly afraid of him, because Hong Yang was a warrior of the seventh level of the Origin Convergence Stage. He had seen with his own eyes that with a single strike from Hong Yang, he would be able to defeat a sixth level Origin Convergence Stage cultivator. The Rank 1 Thief had vomited blood, and Hong Yang had obviously been holding back at that moment. Thus, he was well aware of his own capabilities. Ordinarily, it was fine if he was just being quick to speak, but he absolutely could not vent out Hong Yang's true flames.

Hong Yang smiled drunkenly as he sized Fang Qian up from head to toe, causing Fang Qian to feel a chill in his heart, but he did not dare move an inch. On such a cold winter night, Fang Qian actually felt a bit of sweat at his temples, and his one hand unconsciously clenched onto the hilt of his blade, while his other hand clenched into a fist.

Hong Yang saw all of Fang Qian's actions and thought that it was funny. After all these years of messing around in City Lord's Mansion, there had been too many people who dared to say that they didn't dare to do anything despite being jealous of him. Originally, he was too lazy to bother with it. However, for some reason, he was in a bad mood today, so he stopped.

"Constable Fang, the sky is indeed cold tonight. It's better to save some energy and speak less. Don't freeze your tongue. If you meet any strong bandits, you might not even be able to cry out for help."

After Hong Yang finished speaking, he did not even bother to look at Fang Qian's face, which had already turned the color of a pig's liver, as he walked away without even turning his head.

Once, Fang Qian was once besieged by two thieves, causing him to scream for help in a moment of crisis.

After the incident, not only did Fang Qian not remember Hong Yang saving his life, he even felt that Hong Yang was plotting something behind his back, which made him angry and resentful.

In fact, Hong Yang had never even passed on that matter, it was just that Fang Qian was too petty, acting like a gentleman.

Today, Hong Yang actually revealed a bit of his intentions in front of the crowd, which Fang Qian found hard to accept.

Pui!

Looking at Hong Yang's gradually disappearing figure, Fang Qian fiercely spat out, "Wait! I'll see how you look then! "

Crossing streets, was the most bustling street in all of Ningyang City.

There were many shops on both sides of the street, there was also the most luxurious restaurant in Ningyang City, the Drunken Immortal Tavern, and the brothel, Green Willow Garden, where the most beautiful girls were.

Just as Hong Yang was walking out of the Drunken Immortal Tavern, a few people walked out crookedly. They shouted and shouted noisily, and from a distance away, the smell of alcohol permeated the air. Among them, there was a well-dressed young master who was surrounded by the crowd like a moon surrounded by stars.

Hong Yang recognized this young master Hua; he was the only son of the great Ningyang City medicine merchant, Xiao Can Cheng. This kid relied on his family's wealth and power to do some outrageous things. But the boy was particularly clever, always on the verge of breaking the law, always able to control the development of the situation. This made Hong Yang, who had long wanted to punish him, unable to do anything.

Xiao Youcheng also recognized Hong Yang, in his eyes, Hong Yang was just a dog on the City Lord's Mansion.

Tonight, Xiao You Cheng had obviously drunk too much. With a body reeking of alcohol, he staggered over to Hong Yang's side, and said with a fake smile: "Yo, so it's Chief Constable Hong. It's hard to be on patrol at this late hour, toiling for the people of our city. Why don't I invite you to find a few girls in the Green Willow Garden to have a good time? "

Hong Yang only coldly looked at Xiao Youcheng, not commenting on his words.

Hahahaha!

Xiao Youcheng laughed maniacally. He turned around and called out to his friends: "Let's go. Since this constable doesn't care, then let's go have some fun."