Night Owl Enters the Jianghu: Jianghu Hunting Ground

On a rainy night, the police lights tore through the thick clouds, and the serial killer Shen Jin fell from the building during the roundup. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the ancient bluestone road and the sweet Jianghu wind. His soul was transformed into a bodyguard of a bodyguard bureau who was abandoned in the wilderness. His predecessor was beaten to death because he broke into a conspiracy to embezzle money from bodyguards. What beats in the chest is the cold heart of modern times, and what remains on the fingertips is the precise memory of anatomy. There is no chivalry, no rules, only the hunting instinct and desire for control engraved in the bones. Jianghu people talk about martial ethics, sects, and morality, but Shen Jin only believes in weakness, timing, and death-dealing techniques. He used modern profiling to dismantle the moves of warriors, used forensic knowledge to accurately attack key meridians, turned tracking and counter-tracking into rivers and lakes stealth, and integrated a sense of ritual into assassinations. When he first entered the arena, he pretended to be a cowardly young boy and secretly observed: Qingcheng disciples are arrogant and their Dantian is their weak point; Beggar Gang masters have strong kicks and their knees and ankles are their weak points; bodyguards value friendship and their companions are the best hostages. After the crime was committed, the traces were erased, like a night owl flying across the night, leaving only a corpse with a strange death shape. This is a story about a killer's love and hatred in the world!