The Heir to the Seven Killers in the City

Chapter 6: The Future

Back in that house in the Fuhua Residential Complex, Qin Yu could barely control his urge to kill Jiang Rongrong. He knew she was no good; strictly speaking, this woman had brought her own downfall upon herself. But in the end, he didn’t do it—partly because he still felt Jiang Rongrong’s transgressions didn’t warrant the death penalty, but more so because Qin Yu refused to succumb to his own desires. If he became someone who killed indiscriminately, how would he be any different from those villains? If he couldn’t even control his own actions, what would set him apart from a walking corpse? A single heartbreak made Qin Yu seem to mature significantly overnight. As he gazed at the brightly lit city, everything around him left him feeling bewildered. He murmured, “To kill every evil person under heaven… There are too many evil people in this world, too many who have gone unpunished. Since I now possess this ability, let me be the one to punish them.” “Amitabha, my child. You say you will kill all the evildoers in the world, but how do you know whether a person is good or evil? Is it really that easy to distinguish between good and evil?” A gentle voice drifted down from above Qin Yu’s head. Startled, he looked up abruptly and saw an old monk dressed in a gray cloth monk’s robe sitting on the eave directly above him, smiling down at him. Qin Yu was deeply startled. After all, he had just killed someone; how could he not be on edge upon suddenly encountering this old monk who had appeared out of nowhere? However, nervous as he was, Qin Yu—having already died once—possessed mental fortitude far surpassing that of ordinary people. He stared warily at the old monk, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists. “Who are you? What do you want?” The old monk smiled. “My child, there’s no need to be nervous. I mean you no harm. The reason I’ve appeared before you is simply to remind you of one thing: the line between good and evil is often blurred. Your desire to uphold justice on behalf of Heaven is not a bad thing, but you must remember to proceed with caution and stay true to your original heart.” Qin Yu said nothing, merely watching the strange old monk with caution and wariness. The old monk continued, “When Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon a man, it must first afflict his mind and tire his body…“My child, you have received a remarkable legacy, but this also means your life will change from this day forward. If you ever face confusion or uncertainty in the future, come to Laolin Temple on Little Green Mountain. I shall be there to guide you. Take good care of yourself, take good care of yourself…” As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk flickered and vanished without a trace. Qin Yu had been staring at him the whole time, yet he hadn’t noticed how the old monk had left. “Who are you, exactly?” Qin Yu couldn’t help but shout, but all he heard was the old monk’s gentle voice: “You’ll find out in time, you’ll find out. My child, be more careful in what you do from now on—there won’t always be someone to clean up after you.” A chill ran down Qin Yu’s spine, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Only then did he realize that in his quest to track down Huang Laosan and Black Wolf, and then kill Wang Chuanyong, he had left behind countless traces along the way. Now that a murder had occurred, it would be all too easy for the police to track him down. Wang Chuanyong’s death naturally alerted the police. However, at his apartment in the Fuhua Residential Complex, the police not only discovered his body but also found Jiang Rongrong unconscious, along with a great deal of incriminating evidence against Wang Chuanyong. Based on that evidence, the police dismantled Wang Chuanyong’s pyramid scheme ring. However, when Jiang Rongrong woke up, she had no recollection of what had happened; neither Huang Laosan nor Hei Lang could remember anything about the incident either. Wang Chuanyong’s murder thus became an unsolved case. The police had little interest in investigating the murder of the leader of a heinous pyramid scheme ring. After all, aside from the money he had squandered, all the funds he had swindled had been recovered—so what did it matter to them whether he lived or died? Qin Yu moved out of his small apartment. Although his mental resilience was now far greater than that of the average person, he had, after all, killed someone and then inexplicably encountered a rambling old monk who had said so many strange things to him—how could he not feel a bit uneasy? So Qin Yu decided to move out of the place he’d lived in for over two years. He’d quit his previous job when Jiang Rongrong tricked him into joining that pyramid scheme. Even though it was just a waiter’s job at a bar, it was still a job. Logically, Qin Yu’s most urgent priority now was to find a job; otherwise, he’d go hungry. After paying the security deposit and first month’s rent, he had less than twenty yuan left, so finding work was now a matter of utmost urgency. But that was the life of the old Qin Yu; the Qin Yu of today didn’t think he should continue living that way. Since he was determined to eliminate all the evildoers in the world, he certainly couldn’t keep waiting tables at bars and nightclubs every day, could he? After much thought, Qin Yu finally came up with a way to make money—though it wasn’t exactly something he’d want to tell anyone about. Although Jiangcheng isn’t a large city, it boasts convenient and extensive transportation networks by land, water, and air. It’s not far from Huaxia’s “Magic City,” and it’s also quite close to another major city, Jinling. Consequently, despite its modest size, the city’s economy is highly developed. Economic prosperity naturally brings a large influx of migrants and a lifestyle of extravagance and hedonism. Like any other city, Jiangcheng has its beautiful side as well as its dark side—just as Qin Yu had seen from the top of the ancient tower: though the lights were dazzling, there were always corners left in the shadows. The Fire Scorpion Gang is a small underground organization in Jiangcheng. Though it has few members, hardly anyone dares to provoke them. Just as their name suggests, they are ruthless, vicious, and extremely volatile; once someone crosses them, bloodshed is inevitable. The Fire Scorpion Gang doesn’t engage in activities like extorting protection money, as seen in movies and TV shows—that’s too low-brow for this underground organization. They operate on a much higher level. The Fire Scorpion Gang has two main sources of income: drug trafficking and the trade in human organs. Either of these money-making schemes is utterly depraved, and getting caught in either one means a bullet to the head in a matter of minutes. This is why the Fire Scorpion Gang has inevitably adopted a strategy of having a small but elite membership. Although their numbers are few, every member is a cold-blooded, ruthless psychopath—all of them are the kind who wouldn’t hesitate to exchange gunfire with the police at a moment’s notice. Qin Yu’s first source of income came from the Fire Scorpion Gang, though the circumstances surrounding it were actually quite serendipitous. Qin Yu couldn’t just starve while he was temporarily out of work, so he took on odd jobs. After cultivating the *Seven Kill Sutra*, his strength had become extraordinary, so he chose the job that required the least mental effort: a laborer. When he first showed up at the freight terminal, they were initially reluctant to hire him because he looked a bit too delicate…