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"It would be better to just follow the rules and allow him to sever one of his fingers!" Someone suggested.

The white-haired man nodded his head and agreed, "We should have cut off one or two of his legs according to the rules of the association. However, since he has a good attitude towards admitting his crimes, I feel that it's reasonable.

Everyone's gaze turned to Du Xue at the same time, waiting for her reply.

Although Long Legs tried his best to stay calm, his heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his throat. He fearfully looked at Du Xue, waiting for her judgement.

After a while, Du Xue said slowly: "In my opinion, this crime is still too heavy."

When Long Legs heard this, he finally heaved a sigh of relief, and his worries disappeared.

The rest of the clan elders were doubtful after hearing Du Xue's statement, as most of them thought that Du Xue was too weak.

Du Xue continued: "Actually, aside from investigating the assassin, I have another important matter to discuss, and that is to change the rules."

"Modify the rules?" The white-headed man was the first to express his confusion.

The Elders began to whisper to each other again, discussing animatedly.

"That's right." Du Xue continued, "I do not advocate for all kinds of violent rules, of course there must be a criminal law, but there must be a bottom line. I will abolish all those bloody punishments, such as amputations of limbs and fingers. "

"This is a rule set down by our ancestors. How can it be so easily tampered with?" Immediately, someone objected.

"The Ancestor is also a human. Since the rules are set by the Ancestor, why can't they be changed?" Deng Fan immediately retorted.

When the elder who raised the objection felt Deng Fan's domineering gaze, he immediately shut his mouth and kept quiet, lowering his head silently.

"How does the guild leader plan to change this?" the white-headed man asked.

"Pavilion Master Du and I have already prepared a new reward and punishment manual, which is modified according to the old rules. I will pass the sample to everyone and seek the views of the elders." Du Xue said, "As for the matter with Elder Lu, I think we should just impose a fine on him, do you all have any objections?"

"I have no objections. I sincerely accept the punishment from the guild leader." Long Legs immediately declared.

"Since the president has spoken, I have no objections. I will fully support his decision." The white-headed man said.

"I have no objection either." The one who spoke was Baldy Zhang Guo Qiang. Ever since he received Du Xue's kindness, he had been dead set on him and had not had a second thought. Now that he had a rare opportunity to express his stance, he naturally stood up.

Du Xue then swept a glance over the elders, and said after a moment: "Since the remaining people do not speak, I shall take it that all of you tacitly agree."

In the end, this meeting initially adopted the new rules that Du Xue and Deng Fan had formulated together, and at the same time, it also imposed a fine of one million for Long Legs.

A million wasn't a small amount, but to Long Legs, losing this amount of money in exchange for a life and not losing a single piece of flesh was already a profit.

From then on, Long Legs was like the Baldy that dispelled the wariness towards Du Xue. She was completely loyal to Du Xue, and never had any other thoughts towards him.

In fact, the person who killed the poisonous spike wasn't Long Legs, and neither was the person who cut off the poisonous spike's head. Long Legs thought that with his superb acting, he was able to hide his skills from everyone, but he was unable to hide from Deng Fan.

Deng Fan had examined the wound on the venomous thorn in the neck and discovered that it was extremely neat. To create such a wound, one had to cut it in one go, and the speed and strength required was extremely high. If it was done by a human, the person using the saber could only be described as enigmatic. Obviously, unless one was a trained professional killer or a warrior who practiced swords frequently, it was impossible for an ordinary old man like Long Legs to do this. Even if he had used a giant axe, the head cuts would not have been so neat.

Deng Fan had heard from Du Xue that the mysterious masked woman used a sharp blade as her weapon, so he had already surmised that it was the masked woman who killed the poisonous spike, but he did not tell anyone else about this thought, including Du Xue.

In order to retrieve his memories, Deng Fan started to trace the whereabouts of the masked man.

One day, Deng Fan asked Du Xue: "Can you find any relevant information regarding the two masked men?"

Du Xue understood that one of the masked men was a man who caused Deng Fan to lose his memories, and the other was a person from Mask Woman who had saved him before. Upon hearing Deng Fan's words, he said: "I heard that there was a killer organization called the Mask Alliance, and the members inside all wore different masks when they moved, I think they are very likely killers from the Mask Alliance."

"Do you have a specific list of members? It's good to know one or two. " Deng Fan asked.

"How could there be?" Du Xue immediately replied, "That organization is very mysterious. Even now, no one knows how many people they have in total and where they are distributed. Before they kill a person, they usually give the target a warning, a warning is a mask, and the person who receives the mask is almost certain to die. "

"That's strange." Deng Fan frowned, he touched his chin and thought, "That means the people they want to kill are all targeted, if they want to kill to protect you, that would be a bit random."

"You mean the one who killed the poisonous thorn is that Mask Woman?" Du Xue asked in shock.

"Hmm, I didn't tell you before. Actually, I already knew that Long-legged was lying. The person who killed the poisonous spike wasn't him, but the masked assassin." Deng Fan said, "It is very likely that Long-legged saw the scene of the poisonous spikes being killed, at least he was the first one to discover that one, so he picked up an advantage by claiming that the poisonous spikes were killed by him and brought his head here to seek forgiveness."

"I also think that it's impossible for him to kill the poisonous spikes himself. After hearing what you said, I also think that the person who killed the poisonous spikes could very likely be that Mask Woman because the weapon she used was a short blade." Du Xue said.

Deng Fan nodded and said thoughtfully: "I'm not sure if Mask Woman is the assassin from the masked organization that you mentioned, and why she wants to kill the poisonous thorns. Is it really just to protect you?"

"I remember she said something."

"What do you mean?"

"At that time, the poisonous spike asked whether she was here to kill or to save people. She decisively replied that she was here to save people, which means that she probably killed people to protect me." Du Xue analyzed.

"That makes sense. The question is, why would she protect you?" "Not only did she save you, she also saved me. There might be some relationship between her and I, but I can't remember a single thing about her."

"Perhaps only you who know the mask will be able to solve this mystery." Du Xue said.

"The question is, do I have a chance to see her?"

"Maybe."

"Oh?" Deng Fan looked at Du Xue in shock, waiting for her to continue.

"I heard that someone recently received a false face for a death announcement."

Deng Fan was shocked when he heard it, and immediately asked: "Who?"

"Demon King of Yaksha Clan."

It had already been a few days since the Devil King of Yaksha Clan received the death-mask.

The man who called himself the Infernal King was only thirty-two years old and could be said to be quite young. When he was very young, he had followed his father and rolled about on the streets. He had seen countless storms, and he had also trained himself to be a man with great courage; one could say that he was a man who would not be afraid even if the sky collapsed. However, when he received the mask of death, he was still in a state of panic, because he was too clear on the terrifying nature of the masked assassins. If the masked assassin wanted you dead, you would definitely not live past four o'clock. Furthermore, those who were killed by the masked assassin would end up wearing a mask similar to the one used in the death announcement.

Attached to the death-mask was another crime, which recorded the number of innocent people killed or killed by the Infernal King.

Thirteen people had actually died as a result of the Infernal King, including a young girl and a pregnant woman in labor.

When the Infernal King saw this crime, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat because he could not deny these facts. Moreover, only he knew that the number of people who had died because of him was definitely not limited to thirteen.

Although the Infernal King had been imprisoned, he did not receive the punishment he deserved. Firstly, it was because he had found an outstanding lawyer to take advantage of the loopholes in the law. Secondly, there was insufficient evidence to convict him in many cases. If all the crimes he committed were to be punished, even if he had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough.

The Demon King usually brought a few reliable bodyguards when he came in and out. Ever since he received the Face of Death, he had doubled the number of people, and one of the trump cards was Shi Jingfeng.

Tonight, he would take his bodyguards and a group of lackeys to a nightclub of his own to amuse himself.

If there were no accidents, tonight would be the deadline for the Mask Assassin operation, because those who had never received the Mask of Death would live longer than that deadline.

Deng Fan was also aware of this point, so he specially came here to wait for the masked assassin's appearance.

His intuition told Deng Fan that if the masked assassin appeared tonight, he would definitely be the woman who killed the poisonous stinger, because she was the only one who had been moving around recently.

The nightclub was still filled with singing and dancing. The lights were still bright and the place was filled with wine. There were people who were drunk, people who were smiling, and people who were selling meat … Everything was there, but all of these could not catch Deng Fan's attention, the only thing that caught his attention was the VIP room on the second floor, where the Demon King and a bunch of his subordinates were.

Deng Fan was seated at the bar drinking alone. Looking at the time, he discovered that it was already 11.30pm, just half an hour away from the deadline.

He had to remain highly focused for the remaining half hour, because from now on, anyone who went up to the second floor could be a fake killer.

Deng Fan had seen the map of this nightclub before. He knew that if he wanted to assassinate the Demon King, he had to pass by him, walk up the stairs to the second floor, and then enter the Demon Lord's VIP room. This was a retro nightclub with a slightly classical style, deliberately not installing the elevator.

At this time, the Demon King was having drinks with his subordinates, and the closest bodyguard was Shi Jingfeng.

In the room, other than the Demon King and Shi Jingfeng, there were five bodyguards, four subordinates and two women.

The two women were dressed in kimono, their makeup was heavy, and their bodies were plump. Their clothes were half covered, revealing everything, and they were being played around by a few wretched men.

The Infernal King just sat there drinking, watching his subordinates play with the ladies. He was always on guard, thinking to himself, there is still half an hour left. As long as that killer dares to come, this place will be his grave.