Under One Person: God Profiler

"Liu Dazhuang has repeatedly claimed to be a member of the Quanxing gang and has participated in sabotage incidents in East China, including a fatal beating, before fleeing to North China. He is punishable by death."

“Cai Liang, the second son of the Cai family, a family of extraordinary individuals, has a history of multiple hit-and-run incidents in the Huaxi region. He can be killed.”

"Another one, a new face..."

Xia Linyuan squinted at the man, noticing a distorted mask covering his face. Yellow eyeliner snaked from the corners of his eyes to his chin, while green, spike-like patterns adorned his upper and lower lips. It looked as if he had eaten something sticky.

Xia Linyuan closed his eyes: "You may kill him."

Upon hearing this cold, judgmental voice, Liu Dazhuang looked in the direction of the voice and his expression immediately changed drastically.

Dou Le was the regional head, but he had never met him. However, he had met Xia Linyuan. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the uncle sitting and playing with fire was none other than the Living Yama!

Although he had only seen it on surveillance footage, he would never forget the scene in East China where more than 30 members of the Quanxing gang surrounded the two men in an underground parking garage, intending to kill them, but were instead trapped and killed by the two men inside the garage.

Liu Dazhuang trembled at the thought, feeling so nervous he wanted to vomit. He swallowed several times, forcing himself to calm down, and quietly tugged at Cai Liang, giving him a wink.

"That's tough, let's retreat."

Cai Liang nodded, then yelled at Xia Linyuan, "You're just a brat, who the hell do you think you are?! You're asking for it!"

Xia Linyuan watched Cai Liang barking wildly. A pale, white mask gradually appeared on Cai Liang's face. His innocent thoughts were laid bare before Xia Linyuan.

Cai Liang slapped the Quanxing newcomer next to him: "Deng, kill him!"

Deng chuckled, revealing a maniacal grin: "Okay, Brother Cai. This is my favorite job!"

As Deng spoke, he grabbed a knife and charged towards Dou Le. He planned to kill an old man first to satisfy his cravings.

The moment Deng rushed out, Liu Dazhuang and Cai Liang turned and ran.

Deng, oblivious to his own ignorance, acted recklessly like a hothead. He rushed towards Dou Le and thrust his dagger straight at him.

Clatter clatter

A strange noise occurred.

Mr. Deng was puzzled. "That's not the sound of a knife cutting into flesh!"

Then, looking up, he saw Liu Dazhuang running away, being caught up by a boy.

The boy was ghostly, and golden threads floated from his wrist, gently tugging at the necks of the two people.

Two heads flew high into the air, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Mr. Deng was shocked and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't even move his mouth.

"Hehehe, young people... they're always so impulsive. I still have someone protecting me..."

The old man's voice came from behind Deng. Deng only felt the old man gently tap the back of his head.

It felt like my head had just fallen off.

The world turned upside down.

Deng finally saw that the old man was still in the clicking position, while the middle-aged man had appeared beside him at some point, wiping his hands with a handkerchief. His own chin was also at his feet.

Oh, no wonder I can't move my mouth.

It's gone now...

As Deng thought this, he slowly lost consciousness...and fell into darkness...

After Xia Linyuan and the others finished dealing with the three people, the once quiet forest seemed to come alive.

Quanxing has gone up the mountain.

Chapter 74 Extreme Evil Must Be Killed

"Old Xiao, Little Yuan, let's take a roundabout approach... to avoid making too much noise and alerting them. Let's make sure those Quanxing demons don't dare to come up the mountain."

"It backfired; all those arrangements in North China were wasted."

Dou Le took out a cigarette, took a drag, and squinted as he spoke.

"I understand. We need to play the long game... Right now, they're all small fry. The real big fish haven't appeared yet... We can't let small things cause us to lose big ones."

Xiao Zizai said calmly.

"We won't take the initiative; let them go up first. Once the fighting starts up there, we'll go and mess with their backsides."

Dou chuckled.

Xia Linyuan watched as more and more figures appeared in the forest, and pursed his lips: "Wouldn't this make us look really silly..."

Who would get up in the middle of the night to climb the back mountain in a group?

Longhu Mountain isn't Mount Tai...

Dou chuckled: "We're people who came down from the mountain..."

In Dou Le's eyes, the overall situation is more important than his own political achievements.

Xia Linyuan looked at Xiao Zizai.

Xiao Zizai spread his hands.

Xia Linyuan sighed. He agreed with Dou Le's statement.

The three of them pretended to be tourists descending the mountain, strolling leisurely. Those who had been disguised by the Domain Poison were still wary when they saw Xia Linyuan and his companions, especially when they saw Xiao Zizai; several of them quietly backed away.

They were clearly Quanxing people from East China.

Seeing that Xia Linyuan and the other two didn't make any unnecessary moves, the Quanxing Sect relaxed. No further complications arose. They continued walking up the mountain...

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Just as the two were passing each other...

Xia Linyuan's professional instincts kicked in.

A golden spear emerged from its body.

With a twist of the spear tip, a sharp spike protruded from the shaft, exploding inside the man's chest and shredding his internal organs...

"Hu Ke. She tortured and murdered three young children and girls, and also slaughtered their families..."

"You think I won't recognize you just because you've changed your face?"

Xia Linyuan held the gun in a reverse grip, slowly drawing the spear formed from the Golden Light Mantra. Filth gushed from Hu Ke's body, his eyes filled with shock... The disguise of the Domain Poison gradually dissipated, revealing the face of an artistic young man transformed into that of a middle-aged man with numb eyes and deep-set, dark circles...

Hu Ke turned around and saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

Xia Linyuan said indifferently:

"Not a single guilty person will escape..."

Hu Ke opened her mouth and uttered in a hoarse voice, "You... are also guilty!"

After saying that, he lay down on the ground and passed away!

The members of Quanxing looked at each other in bewilderment. Their reactions were swift and subtle.

"kill!"

"run!"

One group of people split into two groups.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai unleashed a palm strike, creating a massive pressure field in front of him, which slammed down on the fleeing people, deforming their hands and feet.

The first person to rush towards Xia Linyuan unleashed a blazing fist aimed at Xia Linyuan's heart.

Facing the raging flames, Xia Linyuan remained unfazed. He stomped the ground, his body lightly leaping upwards. Then, he focused his energy in his dantian and landed heavily on the man's shoulder.

The unexpected weight caught us off guard.

The man immediately knelt down and let out a pitiful cry.

"Wudang's Cloud Ladder Leap! Shaolin's Thousand Gold Drop! You've mastered the martial arts of two schools! Who are you?!"

The man knelt on the ground, staring at Xia Linyuan in disbelief.

Historically, each martial arts school has maintained extremely strict control over its unique skills and techniques. Now that the world is at peace, this rule has been somewhat relaxed, but even so, there are still very few people who can learn multiple martial arts styles.

Even if they do, what they've learned is nothing more than the tricks of a layman.

Major sects like Shaolin and Wudang.

How could one person learn two skills?

Without the abbot's or sect leader's consent, at the very least, their cultivation must be abolished.

Xia Linyuan lowered his brows and said, "So what if it's just two disciplines? My knowledge extends far beyond just two..."

After saying that, she slit his throat.

The rest will be executed for serious crimes, and arrested for minor offenses.

After dealing with this group of Quanxing, a large, golden hand gripped Xia Linyuan's shoulder.

Xia Linyuan remained expressionless at first, but as the large hand gradually exerted force, his handsome face began to contort.

Unable to resist, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of that large hand, saying:

"Uncle Dou, um...it hurts a little."