In the dark compartment are several silver tickets, as well as some scattered silver taels and gold and silver jewelry.

Zhao Ya wore gloves and picked up these silver tickets and looked at them.

These silver tickets are all from the largest silver number in Yunxiao County, the Baotong Bureau.

The largest denomination is one hundred taels, and the rest are mostly twenty or thirty taels, all of which add up to about three hundred taels.

Zhao Ya was naturally not polite, and smiled at all these silver tickets, and the remaining scattered silver and gold and silver jewelry were also packed into the deerskin bag prepared in advance.

"Is that all?"

"Good man, that's really all, the Black Snake Gang is just an inconspicuous little gang, and there is no financial resources at all on weekdays, and these silver tickets are still accumulated over the years." Fan Hao said with a bitter face.

But Zhao Ya observed the words and found that Fan Hao's eyes were erratic when he spoke, and he obviously had something to hide.

He was not polite, raised his hand and inserted the short knife into Fan Hao's thigh.

Blood splattered, and Fan Hao screamed loudly in pain.

"Still won't tell the truth?" Zhao Ya said coldly, holding the handle of the knife in his hand at the same time, slowly twisting it.

Fan Hao's fat face turned pale in pain, and his whole body trembled.

"Grandpa Haohan spares his life, I say, I say!"

Fan Hao knew that the person he met today was an out-and-out killing god, and if he dared to hide it again, he really dared to chop himself with a knife, so he had to confess it.

It turned out that there was a movable floor tile next to the dark compartment at the bottom of the bed, and after the floor tile was buckled out, it was wrapped in an oilcloth.

"Open." Zhao Ya said, and at the same time stood sideways behind Fan Hao, in case there was another mechanism inside the tarpaulin package.

Seeing Zhao Ya so cautious, Fan Hao secretly complained in his heart, so he had to endure the pain and honestly open the oilcloth package, which was actually a book.

With the help of the lights in the room, Zhao Ya saw a few words on the cover.

Light power grass flies.

This is actually a book of light skills.

Zhao Yaqiang endured the excitement in his heart, took the secret book through the gloves, flipped through it slightly, and found that it really recorded some secrets of light skills.

However, it is different from the imaginary light skills that can fly the eaves and walk on the wall and step on the snow without a trace.

It's more like a recipe for the Dharma.

Although you can't fly on tiptoe, you can greatly enhance your agility and running speed.

This is exactly what Zhao Ya urgently needs now.

He put away the cheats as well, and then looked at Fan Hao in front of him.

Fan Hao shivered, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Good man, there is really no more, this secret book is my treasure at the bottom of the box, I relied on it to gain a foothold in the east of the city, and founded the small Black Snake Gang." ”

"Now that it's yours, I have nothing else to ask for, I just want to ask you to spare my life, I will be grateful to Dade, do good deeds in the future, and never do bad things again."

In the end, Fan Hao burst into tears.

If it were someone else, they might have really moved their hearts of compassion.

But after Zhao Ya's investigation in the past few days, he has already figured out the details of this Black Snake Gang.

Don't look at this Fan Hao's ability, he has committed a lot of crimes.

Especially he is the best woman, but few of the women he likes can escape his clutches.

In the past few years, there have been no less than twenty or thirty women from good families who have been forced to die by him alone.

So Zhao Ya just smiled coldly when he heard this.

"These things are mine, what does it have to do with you?"

"Yes, yes, Grandpa is right......."

Fan Hao nodded frantically, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a knife light in the corner of his eye.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Hao felt that his head was light, and he actually saw the ceiling above his head and a red cavity.

Damn, don't be trustworthy!

This was the last thought in Fan Hao's mind, and then he sank into the darkness.

Burst!

Blood splattered out, and dead bodies fell to the ground.

Zhao Ya checked again, and after confirming that he had left no traces, he turned around and came to the front yard.

The guard dogs in the front yard were still asleep.

Zhao Ya originally wanted to burn down the headquarters of the Black Snake Gang with a fire, but the low shanties around him dispelled Zhao Ya's thoughts.

If this fire goes down, the people around it will suffer with it.

Anyway, these members of the Black Snake Gang are all dead, and Zhao Ya is sure that there is no trace of himself, so leave the rest to others to have a headache.

Zhao Ya climbed over the wall and disappeared into the vast night.

By the time I returned home through the Dancing Elephant City, it was nearly four watches.

Zhao Ya simply tidied up, put away the bulging deerskin sac, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

This sleep was extremely sweet, and Zhao Ya didn't wake up until Zui'er cooked and came over to call him.

After breakfast, Zhao Ya told Zui'er that he might have to come back later tonight, so that she could eat early and lock the door, so she didn't have to wait for him.

Then he took something out of the deerskin bag and went to the dart board.

Everything is business as usual in the game.

But in the afternoon, an explosive news spread rapidly.

"What? The Black Snake Gang in the east of the city was wiped out overnight? That's great, those bastards should have died a long time ago. ”

"Retribution, retribution, I don't know which master passed by gave us poor people this bad breath!"

For a while, these people who were oppressed by the Black Snake Gang couldn't help but applaud.

However, when the news reached the Changlong Dart Bureau, people's reactions were a little flat.

After all, this Black Snake Gang is just a rabble at best, and the people in the Changlong Dart Bureau are half of the Jianghu people, so they naturally look down on these guys.

Zhao Ya secretly observed and found that few people were interested in the destruction of the Black Snake Gang.

The six doors only sent a few people, and it was a matter of collecting the corpses of Fan Hao and others.

After all, in this world, vendettas emerge in endlessly, and it is normal for a person to die.

Especially this time, it was a group of low-level gangsters with no identity and no background who died, which made no one care.

Only then did Zhao Ya put his mind at ease.

In the evening, Tan Dong really called Zhao Ya, and the two had some dinner outside, then disguised themselves, covered themselves with black scarves, and went to the ghost market in the south of the city.

It's still early in the morning, and there are only a few stalls with some strange beast meat.

"These are all fake, they are basically made of pheasant or wild dog meat, and the pit is an inexperienced mallet, which has no effect at all except for diarrhea when eaten." Tan Dong explained.

Zhao Ya nodded, and then withdrew his gaze from the corpse that looked like a dragon placed in a stall.

These guys have a lot of imagination!

How dare you sell dragon meat so grandly?

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the stalls were finally increasing.

Tan Dong led Zhao Ya around inside, and then came to a stall.

On this stall is the kind of earthworm jerky that Tan Dong once gave to Zhao Ya.

The stall wears a mask and does not greet customers when they see them.

"What's the price today?" Tan Dong asked.

The stall owner held out three fingers.

Tan Dong frowned, "The price has increased again?" ”