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Chapter 41 You must be a great hero

"Damn, that woman is so cruel!"

He looks dashing on the outside, but his heart is actually black.

Judging from their ruthless attitude, if this hostage were to get in the way, they would probably kill him along with the hostage.

"Alright, I knew this woman was faking it the other day. With so many people watching, she was hesitant to act because we brothers had a hostage in our hands."

"Now that nobody's watching, she's stopped pretending. Brothers, let's just fight her!"

Faced with Bai Xiyu's relentless advance, the group pulled Shen Che back until they were cornered against the wall with nowhere left to retreat.

He grabbed Shen Che and pushed him to the front.

"Even in her dying moments, she'll take someone down with her. Cut off this kid's arm; I want to see if she really doesn't care!"

"Look at this kid's clothes, he must be a rich family's son. I refuse to believe she wouldn't care at all!"

The person next to him immediately understood. The knife, still dripping with water, was about to strike Shen Che's arm when a hand firmly caught the blade.

"you!"

The middle-aged man holding the knife looked at the boy in front of him in horror. He tried his best to pull the knife out, but found that he could not pull it out no matter what he did.

Lightning flashed across the night sky again, illuminating Shen Che's ever-calm face, causing their hearts to skip a beat.

"I said if you're going to fight, then go for it! It's one thing to be unable to beat a woman, but why are you trying to cut me down?"

I'm already in a bad mood late at night, and you guys are still nagging here. You're asking for trouble.

The next moment, the blade shattered, and the fragments, carrying terrifying force, instantly scattered behind the blade.

Blood gushed out along with screams, drowning out the sound of the torrential rain.

In just one encounter, two of the so-called Six Bandits of Weishan were already dead, and the remaining few were also seriously injured on the ground, each trying to retreat in fear.

They originally only wanted to take a hostage, but who could have imagined that the hostage would be so fierce, completely overwhelming them in just one encounter.

It's too hard to survive in the martial arts world these days. Being chased by women is bad enough, but to be killed by a young boy in the end is even worse.

The next moment, Bai Xiyu, who had been close by, leaped into the air, her sword moving like a gentle breeze and fine rain, yet carrying deadly intent with every step.

In the blink of an eye, the few people who were still struggling were completely killed.

The ground was stained red with blood, leaving Shen Che with a helpless expression. The stench of blood was too pungent; he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.

"Bai Xiyu, the bronze-level constable of the Arrest Division, thank you for your help earlier!" After sheathing her sword and throwing the others out the door, Bai Xiyu returned and gave Shen Che a cold thank you.

"Bronze-rank constable Bai Xiyu? Aren't you afraid I just got killed?"

"You wouldn't, because we know you. In just over three months, you've taken down five villages. You're not only registered in our Criminal Investigation Department, but you've also started registering in the underworld."

"You're a master, you'll be fine!"

Silently, she walked to the place where Shen Che used to sleep and unceremoniously started the fire that Shen Che had lit.

Bai Xiyu remained almost completely silent throughout the night, simply adding firewood quietly and sitting there until dawn.

The next morning, as the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Bai Xiyu turned and left without saying goodbye or uttering a single word, her indifference as if she were speechless.

Shen Che didn't sleep that night either. Outside, the wind and rain raged, and inside, the air was thick with the stench of blood. With a powerful expert beside him, he dared not sleep.

The next day, he led his horse along the muddy road, his shoes were wet and he was covered in mud.

As he approached the nearest city, several elderly farmers who were looking around anxiously at the city gate rushed over upon seeing him.

"Great hero, you must be a great hero!"

Upon seeing Shen Che's appearance, the eyes of several old farmers immediately lit up, as if they had seen hope, and they all immediately gathered around.

As they approached Shen Che, they immediately knelt down on the muddy ground.

"Please, great hero, save our village! Save our village!"

"Get up quickly!" Shen Che was a little flustered by the group of elderly men in their forties and fifties kneeling before him, and quickly pulled them up.

"Do you know me?"

"We don't know the hero, but the storytellers have mentioned him. Someone like you, walking alone, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, leading a horse, with a jade belt around your waist and a long sword on your back, must be the hero."

"Yes, yes, those storytellers also said that the heroes are all public-spirited and chivalrous, and they will definitely be able to help us."

"Please, great hero, save us!" As they said this, the old farmers were about to kneel down again, but Shen Che stopped them.

"Gentlemen, what has happened to you?"

"To be honest, our village is located near Xiwu Mountain. We live off the mountain, and there are many hunters in the village. Although we are not rich, we are quite stable."

"But a while ago, a group of bandits suddenly came to the mountain and started robbing and looting everywhere."

"Not only our village, but almost all the surrounding villages have been ransacked by them."

"Yes," the old man next to him chimed in with a distressed expression, "Hunters from several villages have joined forces to deal with those mountain bandits."

"I never expected that they would secretly kidnap all the women and children in our village. Not only did they demand that we destroy all our bows, arrows, and hunting knives, but they also wanted us to pay ransom."

"But our village has been completely ransacked long ago, there's really nothing left."

"Sigh!" The old man in the lead sighed heavily and said bitterly, "Those bandits kill without blinking an eye. If you don't pay them, they really will kill you."

"Then why don't you go and report it to the authorities? Let the government step in and quickly suppress the bandits."

"We went there, but the government didn't care at all. They even called us troublemakers and said that under the rule of the officials, this area within a hundred miles was peaceful and secure, and there were no bandits at all. They said we made all this up."

"Our money was all taken, and our family and children were all kidnapped. The bandits were clearly there, so how did they become a fabrication here?"

"We complained to the officials, and they drove us out. We went back, and those officials even wanted to beat us with a rod."

The group of people were filled with sorrow, and their faces showed a haggard look that bordered on despair.

"Yes, we really had no other choice. In the end, we were so desperate that the storyteller in the teahouse couldn't bear to see us like this and told us that wandering heroes often passed through here."

"They are all chivalrous and righteous, dedicated to punishing evil and upholding justice. They will definitely help us if we encounter them."

"So we waited here at the city gate. After waiting for so long, only you, sir, truly resemble a sir. You must be a sir."

"Great hero!" At this point, the group knelt down in the mud again. "Please, great hero, help us!"

"Great hero, this is for you!" The elderly man at the head of the group pleaded as he shakily took out a package.

After unraveling the layers, a tiny, dark piece of silver was revealed, along with some shiny but still somewhat grime-covered copper coins.

"This is the last bit of money our village has left. We hope you won't find it too much, sir."

"If you can save the people of our village, we will repay you even if we have to serve as your horses in the future!"