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Chapter 39 The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable
Taking this opportunity, Chen Yougong quickly retreated and came to Chen Xiaobao's side, looking at Du Mu's back vigilantly.

The power of the musket in the opponent's hand made Chen Yougong tremble with fear.

It was actually able to blow the incense master's entire head dozens of meters away. With such an impact force, did it really seem like there was a cannon hidden in his sleeves?
But it doesn't matter. A musket can only fire one shot. No matter how powerful it is, there is no time to reload the bullet and fill it with gunpowder.

"boom--!"

There was another loud bang, and Chen Yougong looked at the silver-white musket in Du Mu's hand in astonishment. He never expected that a musket with such great power could actually fire continuously.

What kind of logic is this? I've never seen it, let alone heard of it!
Looking at the incense master in the distance, he was already kneeling on one knee on the ground.

Because one of his calves was also blown away.

Chen Yougong's Adam's apple moved and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

The body of the incense master, even when it was just a skeleton at the beginning, was as strong as iron and steel. Even when he faced the gang leader's dragon-subduing palm, he was just evenly matched.

Afterwards, following the killing, flesh and blood were reborn, and its strength was even greater than before.

If it were an ordinary artillery, it would be hard to say whether it could even break the incense master's ribs... However, this small silver-white musket was able to break and blow away the incense master's limbs one after another.

If the incense master could not recover infinitely, he would have died twice!
Chen Yougong felt a little regretful in his heart. He clenched his teeth and hated the disciple who had passed on the information to him.

What? Twenty cannons to flatten the Beggar Gang branch... The other party has this silver-white musket, and his personal strength is even stronger than mine. Facing Chen Youxiao and his friends, wouldn't it be a one-gun-a-dog fight? Why would he need cannons?

He looked down at Chen Xiaobao and sighed, "Xiaobao, your uncle has caused us so much trouble."

"But..." Chen Yougong took a deep breath and looked at the incense master in the distance with a shocked look in his eyes.

Under the broken leg armor, a new white bone gradually grew out of the Xiangzhu, and the blood-red muscles, like long snakes, wriggled over the bones and grew a new calf.

The yamen runners who were peeking at the scene from a distance were all stunned by the scene.

"Monster...monster?!" Liu Ke's voice almost broke and was immediately covered by Zhao Xin.

This group of yamen runners held each other's heads tightly, but could not help but stretch their heads to check the situation. They held their breath, tightly pursed their lips, and dared not utter a single word.

"Hehehe..." Chen Yougong couldn't help but smile grimly and looked at Du Mu's back.

No matter how powerful your musket is, what can you do against an immortal?

Du Mu looked at the incense master's calf that had grown back, tilted his head, raised his hand and fired three shots in a row.

In fact, the incense master wanted to hide away.

But Du Mu also had some skills, and he could shoot with just one finger. Just as the opponent was about to exert force with his muscles, he was hit by three .50 Magnum bullets and couldn't fall to the ground.

With a "clang", the incense master fell into a pit not far behind him. All the armor on his body was shattered, and his heart, abdomen and lumbar spine were all shattered.

Chen Yougong was numb.

His whole face was wooden and he couldn't show any other expression.

No... does your musket really have unlimited bullets?

You can just fire two shots for your own good intentions. How can you fire five shots in a row with such a short musket? Where did you put the bullets and gunpowder?
The incense master didn't crawl out of the pit for a long time. It seemed that he finally realized the power of firearms. He just lay in the pit without any movement.

The scene was silent for a moment. The yamen runners behind the short slope looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Liu Ke whispered, "Brother Zhao...was that monster killed by Master Du's artillery?"

"Probably..." Zhao Xin said uncertainly.

The yamen runners looked at each other, as if they wanted to ask whether they should go out, but none of them had the courage to do so.

After all, it was the first time in my life that I saw a demon with my own eyes, and I was still very nervous, fearing that I would be unlucky.

Chen Yougong took a deep breath and said to Du Mu in a deep voice: "Hiss... Master Du, in fact, it seems that there is not so much hatred between us, right?"

Du Mu was stunned by these words, and even turned his attention away from the incense master. He turned around and looked at Chen Yougong and said, "At this moment? You are telling me this? Do you still remember that I killed your own brother?"

"He climbed into my wife's bed, so just kill him. This beast who insulted my sister-in-law does not deserve to die." Chen Yougong said firmly.

"???" The yamen runners behind the short slope all felt their worldviews exploded, and they looked at each other, not daring to show their heads. After hearing such twisted gossip, they couldn't just pretend to be deaf.

It would be fine if Master Du won in the end...but if that demon wasn't dead and Master Du lost in the end, they would definitely be killed to silence them!

After six years of trials and tribulations in the martial arts world, Du Mu had long been accustomed to many storms and waves. Although he could not remain calm even when faced with a mountain collapsing in front of him, at least very few things would make him feel devastated.

But the Beggars' Sect is really awesome.

"You..." Du Mu was at a loss for words for a moment.

He looked at Chen Xiaobao who was lying unconscious on the ground with a strange expression on his face.

Chen Yougong secretly glanced at the setting sun behind the distant mountains.

He hated in his heart: When the setting sun disappears and night falls completely, the incense master will no longer have any burden, and I will see whether you live or not!
The incense master in the darkness... is not an ordinary flesh and blood body that can recover infinitely.

That is a real ghost. Even if mortals have guns and cannons, they are just delicacies on the plate of the incense master!
But he continued to stall for time, pretending to sigh and said, "The reason why I didn't kill him myself, but just banished him to this remote place... is because I am over 40 years old and have no children. I tolerated it because there is a 50% chance that Xiaobao is his child."

Zhao Xin, who was standing behind the short hill, asked in a low voice, "Huh? Why is it 50%?"

"Could it be..." Liu Ke muttered, "No way?"

The amount of information revealed in these words was so dirty that the yamen runners were too embarrassed to say it out loud.

The look he gave the Beggar Gang elder was full of contempt and disdain.

Du Mu shook his head, too lazy to listen to such dirty things. He turned and walked towards the pit to check on the condition of the incense master.

He hasn't shown up for so long, and I don't know what he's been up to.

As Du Mu walked, he pushed open the M500's revolver, removed the shells, and then pushed the .50 Magnum bullets one by one into the empty revolver chamber.

Chen Yougong felt a tightness in his heart. It was not yet completely nightfall, so he had to delay.

But before he could say anything else, the next moment, a trembling child's voice came from the ground: "Dad...Uncle, could it be my real dad?"

Chen Yougong's head buzzed and he felt dizzy.

He looked at the ground. Chen Xiaobao had woken up and was staring at him with disbelief.

Chen Yougong only felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, and his internal energy was flowing backwards, so he quickly used his internal energy to suppress it.

He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say.

Then Chen Xiaobao looked up at Du Mu's back and said with gritted teeth, "Then he is the enemy who killed my father... My martial arts skills are not strong now. Last time I hit that bastard who begged for alms on me, I didn't kill him directly. He died after half an hour."

"When I grow up and become the leader of a gang, and master the Dragon Subduing Palm, I will definitely avenge my mortal enemy!"

Chen Yougong looked at Chen Xiaobao with mixed feelings, even a little relieved.

Look, what a filial child...

He even has the self-awareness to know that he cannot win now and will take revenge when he grows up.

He is smart and clever. That woman really gave birth to a good son.

"boom--!"

Another gunshot rang out.

Chen Yougong said "Huh?" and found it difficult to recognize the scene in front of him.

strangeness.

Wasn’t that Xiaobao in my arms just now?

How did it suddenly turn into a mass of exploding rotten meat?
(End of this chapter)