Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 395 Is this how you treat me? Is it intentional?

There was no scream of agony, but the man convulsed and lost control of his bladder.

Soon, a stench of urine mixed with the smell of blood filled the air.

Chu Xin glanced at Zhou Yichen speechlessly, thinking it would be better to just kill him outright.

Zhou Yichen shrugged, indicating that discipline dictates that people cannot kill indiscriminately.

Chu Xin glanced back at the person who seemed to have no chance of survival and fell silent. Whether to kill or not was a complicated matter.

The two walked silently inside until they reached the main room.

Inside the room, a person was lying in a rocking chair, seemingly dozing. On the table next to him sat an old-fashioned record player, playing a piece of opera that was difficult for most people to understand.

Judging from his demeanor, this must be Uncle Zhang that Lu Hu mentioned.

Chu Xin raised an eyebrow. This guy was indeed involved in organized crime; his behavior was extraordinary.

Perhaps it was the opera singing that was so captivating, but Uncle Zhang was so engrossed in listening that he didn't even notice Chu Xin and Zhou Yichen entering the room.

"Seeking medical treatment and medicine!"

Zhou Yichen tapped the table, politely reminding the person.

The rocking chair, which had been swaying leisurely, suddenly stopped. Uncle Zhang opened his eyes abruptly, blinked rapidly a few times, and reached for the drawer under the table.

No sooner had he made a move than a gun barrel was pressed directly against the back of his head.

Looking up, he realized there was another person behind him, and it was a rather dark-skinned woman.

Chu Xin tapped the other person's head with her gun, her smile gentle and friendly.

"I need to borrow your place for something. Please cooperate, or I'll kill you!"

……

At the same time, Chu Yunting and Zhou Wen, along with their men and the police, had quietly surrounded the entire black market area.

Everything is ready; all that's left is for the bolt to appear.

However, among the people lying in ambush, there was one person lying on the ground like a dead dog, his white cloth on his head already soaked with blood.

The person was just brought here by Chu Yunting; the reason for this needs to be traced back about ten minutes.

Just as they finished setting up their surveillance, a man emerged from the alley, cursing and swearing, calling the dark-skinned young woman who wanted an abortion a jinx.

Such blatant and targeted insults immediately reminded Chu Yunting of Chu Xin. Without saying a word, he gagged her, dragged her to a corner, and beat her mercilessly.

Captain Ye clenched his jaw, pretending not to know anything.

Not only did Chu Yunting think of Chu Xin, but as one of the insiders, he also subconsciously thought of Chu Xin's face that she had deliberately smeared with soot today.

He's the older brother, and to stand up for his sister, what could he say? He just told him not to cause any deaths.

Chu Yunting agreed verbally, but his fist remained clenched without any restraint.

Only after he had finished beating the man did he bring him over, and then Captain Ye saw the blood-soaked white cloth wrapped around the man's head.

Chu Yunting immediately waved his hand, refusing to take the blame, "I only hit him a few times on the body, the head injury has nothing to do with me."

Captain Ye: ...

So, even though you clearly saw that the person was injured, you still knocked them unconscious, right?

He couldn't help but think that the young man was too impulsive. As a police officer, he couldn't just watch someone die there, so he told his men to take the unfortunate guy to the hospital.

It was at this moment that a plainclothes officer crept over, his voice sounding somewhat excited.

"Someone who looks like the suspect is coming!"

Although it was described as a suspected case, everyone had already concluded that this person was indeed Shuanzi.

Because Chen Ping was the one who identified him, she was placed on the outermost edge, not allowed to get too close to the black market.

Chu Yunting and his group were immediately alerted and became even more careful in hiding.

Based on the experience gained from the assassin who died last time, Chu Xin had already told them that even when ambushing, they should not stare at the other party.

For a specially trained assassin like this, venturing into the black market is inherently risky, making them far more astute than before. They'll detect any slip-up.

Chu Yunting and the others only glanced at it briefly before immediately looking away, not giving it another second glance.

However, that one glance was enough. It not only confirmed the person's physical characteristics but also showed that Shuanzi's injury did not seem to have healed well after so long.

To those who don't know any better, his walking might appear as a leisurely stroll, but they can immediately tell that he is enduring the discomfort caused by physical pain.

The wound may have worsened, because he would unconsciously twist his body to one side when he moved.

"I wonder where exactly my uncle was shot. Why hasn't his wound healed yet?"

Chu Yunting couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Little did they know, this outcome was caused by a bullet from the apocalypse, capable of killing even zombies, and sure to give this cold-blooded killer a real hard time.

…………

Black market, dark zone.

Although Uncle Zhang has the title "Uncle," he is not very old, looking to be only in his forties. The fact that he is called "Uncle" is probably related to his status in the black market.

At this moment, he was covered in sweat from Chu Xin's stabbing, trembling so much that he wished he could die immediately.

But he couldn't move.

The fact that he could trade "medicine" on the black market shows that he understood medicine, and even traditional Chinese medicine, which is now considered outdated.

He was extremely skilled at acupuncture, but he never expected that one day he would be brought to tears by a young girl.

The skinny, dark-skinned girl in front of him was so ruthless, it was absolutely insane. He was so terrified that he was afraid of needles even now.

He thought that he might never be able to touch those silver needles with such fluid grace again.

Zhou Yichen watched coldly, while Chu Xin remained calm and unhurried, picking up a needle and continuing to prick, mainly focusing on the back of the neck, not paying attention to any acupoints, just pricking wherever she wanted.

However, with each needle she inserted, she would draw a bit of lightning energy into the other person's body.

Uncle Zhang was in so much pain in his spine that he felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't speak, and could only try his best to nod his stiff body.

"Uh huh huh..."

Yes, yes, he agreed, isn't that enough?

Can you take the rag out of my mouth before you ask me? Are you doing this on purpose?

Chu Xin then put down the silver needles in her hand, picked up a gauze from the tray beside her to wipe her hands, and spoke in her usual gentle tone.

"Then it's settled. You absolutely must help me keep this person here, otherwise..."

Her gaze slid down and landed on the silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses.

Uncle Zhang's sense of crisis rushed to the top of his head, and he shuddered, nodding and shaking his head repeatedly.

Please help, please help, I will definitely help!

Chu Xin was satisfied. She removed the last silver needle and simultaneously lifted the mental suppression on him. She glanced at Zhou Yichen, who understood and removed the rag from his mouth.

Uncle Zhang, who had regained his freedom, felt that he had regained control of his body and was so excited that he almost cried.

God knows how desperate he was just moments before; he even suspected he'd been paralyzed by someone's stabbing.

"Take care of that person in the yard."

Uncle Zhang stood up tremblingly, grabbed a flashlight without saying a word, and went into the yard, where he saw his miserable follower.

"Damn it, it was all your fault!"

He angrily kicked the person on the ground. To be treated like this, the person must have been being verbally abusive again. He was completely innocent and had suffered a terrible misfortune!

He was angry and didn't even bother to treat his follower's wounds. He simply dragged the man to another room, closed the door, and left him there.

Then get a bucket of water, rinse the bloodstains and urine on the ground, and that's it.

I had just gotten back inside and started tidying up when more people came.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

"Someone has come to visit."

A knocking voice with a non-local accent came from the door.

After Chu Xin and Zhou Yichen signaled Uncle Zhang to open the door, they quickly hid themselves.

Uncle Zhang took a few deep breaths, tidied himself up, and then picked up the flashlight from the table and went out again.

However, with his other hand, he subtly opened the drawer and took the contents.

Chu Xin saw all of this but didn't expose him. She sneered and completely withdrew her spiritual power.