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This was a powerful and heavy whip kick.

Even kicking a bull would send it crashing to the ground instantly.

Yet, at the moment of impact, the man in black managed to forcibly twist his waist, performing an extreme backward lean.

His agility was truly astonishing.

However, Fang Cheng's long-planned killing move would not allow him to evade it so easily.

The man in black, after taking the kick, swayed like a pendulum, yet surprisingly didn't immediately faint.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng swiftly followed up with another move.

Immediately after, he executed a sweeping leg takedown, sending the man sprawling.

Then, he seized the hand holding the knife and twisted it violently.

Crack!

As the arm joint snapped, the butterfly knife clattered to the ground.

Perhaps it was the intense pain that instantly cleared the black-clothed man's dizzy head.

He immediately cried out in alarm: "I am a pursuer sent by the organization!"

Fang Cheng paused slightly upon hearing this, and his grip loosened slightly.

But at this moment, the man in black twisted his body quickly like a loach, trying to slide backward in this strange posture.

Obviously, he was trying to repeat his trick and escape.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he directly pinned the man down.

He used his arm to clamp the man's neck, tightened his hands, and quickly wrapped his legs around the man's waist, executing a rear-naked choke.

The man in black's throat was locked, making it difficult to breathe, and his hands frantically pounded the floor.

He seemed to have something to say, or perhaps he wanted to admit defeat and surrender.

But towards this enemy who wanted to kill him.

Fang Cheng had no intention of showing any mercy, and just strangled the other man's neck to death.

He felt the other man's heartbeat slowing down, and his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.

Until a few seconds later, he completely lost any signs of struggle.

"Huff---"

Fang Cheng released his arm and gasped for breath heavily.

He looked down at the man in black lying on the ground, already lifeless.

His eyes couldn't help but become a little dazed.

He didn't experience any of the negative effects that were rumored to come with killing someone for the first time.

For example, fear, horror, or nauseous vomiting.

Not only was there none of that, but there was even a hint of excitement.

"Could it be… do I really have the potential to become a murderer?"

Fang Cheng stood up, his heaving chest gradually calming down.

The dressing mirror in the room reflected his current appearance.

In the dim light, he was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were eerily bright.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly and wiped his face.

Then he threw this ridiculous thought out of his mind.

How could it be?

He had always been a gentle, kind, pure, sunny, and promising young man in the neighborhood.

This accidental killing was just self-defense.

Even if it went to court, Fang Cheng had reasons to defend himself.

He quickly calmed down, his eyes narrowed, and he picked up the butterfly knife that had fallen on the ground.

He squatted down in front of the man in black, gripped the handle tightly with his right hand, and slashed horizontally.

Chua!

Fang Cheng glanced at the bloodstains on the blade and wiped it on the corpse.

Then, imitating the deceased's technique, he twirled the knife around his fingertips a few times.

This butterfly knife had a very cool design, with sharp edges and tough lines.

The rotating handle should be made of titanium alloy, with a gray-black coating and a hidden screw design, which made it look very simple and neat.

Shoo shoo shoo!

He stabbed the air a few times, and the feel was very smooth.

This kind of short and flexible weapon is most suitable for close combat.

The more Fang Cheng looked at it, the more he liked it, so he simply took it as a trophy.

Then, he searched the man in black and found some other items.

A wallet containing two bank cards and a few hundred yuan in change.

A set of keys, and a box of unopened chewing gum.

Finally, there was also a black semi-automatic pistol.

During the intense battle just now, this guy didn't even fire a shot.

Besides being afraid that the sound of the gun would startle the surrounding neighbors and attract the police.

It was probably also because he was too confident in his skills.

He only wanted to cripple the target with a dagger, then capture him alive and interrogate him for information.

Fang Cheng felt quite fortunate.

It was a wise move to decisively cripple the opponent's arm and then choke his neck.

Otherwise, if he was a little careless, he might have been turned over by the opponent.

At this time, a burning sensation faintly came from his knee joint.

That was the after-effect of the "elasticity" special effect.

The reason why the whip kick was able to make a sudden twisting and changing direction movement in the air.

It was precisely because he had pushed the flexibility of his legs to the limit, stretching his joints, ligaments, and muscles to the maximum to form the effect.

Of course, this trick was actually inspired by the opponent.

Fang Cheng had been holding back from using it, and only seized the opportunity to defeat the enemy with one move.

[Boxing experience + 20]

[Sanshou experience + 70]

[Jujutsu experience + 70]

Several panel messages appeared in front of him one after another.

Looking at the two combat skills whose progress bars had skyrocketed, Fang Cheng couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It's understandable that the Sanshou skill gained experience from using the newly created variable line kicking technique in the same battle.

Why did the jujutsu skill experience also increase so much?

Could it be because he used a finishing move to kill someone?

Fang Cheng shook his head, looking at the messy scene after the battle.

He immediately walked to the window, slightly opened a crack in the curtain, and observed the scene outside through the gap.

The rain was still falling non-stop, and vehicles occasionally drove through the street, but there were no pedestrians.

Fang Cheng's brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to properly handle the aftermath of this matter.

The situation was unclear at the moment, and calling the police would only expose his existence and increase unnecessary risks.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately went downstairs to the kitchen and bathroom to get detergent, salt, and a basin, brush, and rag.

Detergent can wash away dirt.

High concentrations of salt water can precipitate the protein in the blood, making it more completely detached from the surface of objects.

There are no professional supplies available now, so I can only make do with using them.

According to his past work experience, he very neatly washed away all the bloodstains, footprints, and handprints on the floor and walls.

He was busy for about ten minutes.

[Cleaning experience + 4]

Fang Cheng straightened his back, stood up, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Doing this kind of housework is actually quite tiring.

If his physique wasn't high enough, how could he have completed the task of cleaning up the scene in such a short time?

His eyes scanned around, and Fang Cheng was still a little uneasy.

Remembering the enhancement reward he had just received for his "Cleaning" skill reaching the expert level, he opened the panel again.

[Scavenger's Eye, able to discover subtle traces in the surrounding environment that are out of place]

Fang Cheng tried to activate this skill.

Instantly, the surroundings seemed to be rendered with a layer of dark red filter.

In his vision, there were several very small white spots, flashing on and off, attracting Fang Cheng's attention.

"That is…"

Fang Cheng immediately walked over and looked down carefully.

It turned out to be a fallen black hair.

At this time, the outline of the hair faintly flashed with a white light.

"And…"

Fang Cheng picked up the hair and looked back, finding another hair on the floor.

He continued to follow the light spots, and then found a button.

It was probably dropped from the cuff of his clothes when he hit the door just now, and rolled under the cabinet.

Without special reminders or professional equipment, no one could be so meticulous to this extent.

Following the order from the door to the stairs to the upstairs room, after several searches.

Fang Cheng finally nodded in satisfaction.

Next is the key task of how to deal with the corpse.

Fang Cheng glanced at the man in black's figure and looked out the window.

He could see the vehicles parked in the garage diagonally opposite, and immediately had an idea.