"Go ahead." Zhou Kai took off two firefighter axes from his belt, the axes' paint spotted with mottled red. After several fights, the paint had already peeled off, replaced by sothing darker red—the real human blood. The red blood turned dark red when oxidized. Zhou Kai wore a flashy coat, with half a cigarette in his mouth, striking quite a pose reminiscent of a Hong Kong gangster from old movies.
Old Wu was incensed, "Damn it, looking down on , brothers, let's go."
Rustle...
More than twenty n with lethal weapons charged forward.
Liu Cheng watched Lin Chuan and his group getting surrounded by enemies, feeling a warm flow inside his heart. He had always looked down on Lin Chuan, perhaps not really approving of Lin Chuan being the boss. Liu Cheng was a smart man, always wanting to be the leader himself, and Zhou Kai had always treated him like an older brother. But now, Zhou Kai followed Lin Chuan, which made Liu Cheng uncomfortable. Yet, seeing Lin Chuan and Zhou Kai travel hundreds of miles to rescue him ignited profound excitent and emotion for this brotherhood.
Bang...
Lin Chuan's fist smashed into the face of the first guy who charged up. With that punch, Lin Chuan even heard the sound of teeth falling out.
Spit...
The man scread in agony, and after hitting the ground, he spat out saliva mixed with red blood and several yellow, blood-stained teeth.
"My... my teeth, my teeth!" The man howled like a ghost.
Nobody cared about this guy as more than twenty people rushed in unison towards the enemy, attacking together.
Lin Chuan's punches and kicks were incredibly sharp, mixing Lee Xiaolong's Jeet Kune Do, Yong Chun Boxing, even the ard police's riot control tactics, and various martial arts techniques. The enemies collapsed like dry weeds. They fell like rolling waves.
Zhou Kai and others didn't even get a chance to strike; they were just flabbergasted.
"Is... is this really Brother Chuan?" Zhou Kai, holding two axes, was completely stunned.
"So impressive." Lu Dapao's face was in total shock.
"Damn, Brother Chuan is like the War God descended." Huang Bo uttered in horror, but that went unnoticed by others.
A group of people looking completely astonished and speechless.
In just two to three minutes, Lin Chuan had knocked down all the opponents. Over twenty people were lying on the ground in pain, moaning and wailing. The cigarette in Lin Chuan's mouth was still lit as he landed and took a puff.
"Mom... Mother!" Old Wu was terrified.
The Lin Chuan in front of him didn't seem human at all but rather like a ghost. From his movent speed, punching speed, even to his jumping height, these were all beyond what ordinary people could achieve. He had far surpassed human limits.
Old Wu swallowed his saliva, gripping the steel knife in his hand, "You... who the hell are you?"
"Who I am isn't important," Lin Chuan bit on his cigarette, stepped forward slowly, and said, "What's important is that you just said you wanted to amputate our arms."
"No no no, brother, you... you misunderstood," Old Wu stamred, "Maybe you heard wrong, or perhaps I misspoke. Brother, don't co closer. If you co closer, I... I will scream for help."
Haha...
Zhou Kai and the others almost cried with laughter.
"Scream then." Lin Chuan smiled, "This is a good place you've picked, no people, secluded."
"Big brother, spare ." Old Wu knew he was no match for the opponent. Six years ago, he was just a little hoodlum, making a living by peddling stuff. Back then he was already a slick talker. Even now that he was a boss, he couldn't shed his slick-talking habits.
"Spare you?" Lin Chuan sneered, "Don't worry, I won't take your life. I just want one of your arms."
"No!" Old Wu pleaded desperately, "If you amputate my arm, even if it's attached back, it'll lose so function. I an... touching a woman's breast won't feel the sa."
"Kai, give the knife," Lin Chuan commanded.
Lu Dapao quickly handed him the machete.
Lin Chuan took the machete and coldly smiled, "Prop him up."
Lin Chuan first cut the ropes tied around Liu Cheng. Then he turned to deal with Old Wu. anwhile, Huang Bo had found a three-legged stool from sowhere. Without a word, several people imdiately pushed Old Wu onto the stool.
"No, no, big brother, no!" Old Wu cried bitterly, "I... I'll pay a hundred thousand for my arm, no, two hundred thousand, two hundred thousand!!"
Lin Chuan was indifferent to Old Wu's pleas. He raised the machete high.
"Ah, I'm dead." Old Wu quickly closed his eyes, not wanting to watch this bloody scene. Chopping off other people's arms was a common occurrence, but having his own arm chopped off was a first. He did not want to see the Miss Wu, who he often pleasured himself with, being separated from his body.
Thump...
Hand up, knife down.
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts to death." Old Wu scread in agony.
"Let's go!" Lin Chuan waved his hand, leading everyone to turn around and leave.
However, Old Wu rolled off the stool onto the ground, rolling in pain as he clutched his shoulder and scread in agony.
At this mont, a subordinate hurried over, looking at the boss with a puzzled face, saying, "Old Wu, isn't your arm still there?"
"Huh?" Old Wu was stunned, he quickly opened his eyes, felt his right arm, and it was indeed still there. He imdiately wondered, what did Lin Chuan just chop off? He looked up, and on the shaky stool, a broadsword was deeply embedded in the board, splitting the wood. Old Wu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling for the first ti how happy it was to have two normal arms. He swallowed his saliva, shouting excitedly, "Great, great."
"Big brother, Liu Cheng was taken by them," the subordinate said awkwardly.
"Hmm." Old Wu nodded and said, "I know. Let's go, we'll talk more when we get back."
"Okay." Everyone nodded.
Today, Old Wu truly witnessed Lin Chuan's prowess, and he had to admit that Lin Chuan was indeed shockingly capable. Unexpectedly, Lin Chuan was so tough that he subdued all the subordinates in just a few minutes. With this skill, Lin Chuan's status in the underworld would inevitably include a place for him. Old Wu thought for a long ti and suddenly had a daring thought.
......
Lin Chuan and others rescued Liu Cheng and drove back.
Halfway through the journey. Lin Chuan suddenly said, "Stop the car."
Screeching...
Zhou Kai imdiately hit the brakes, and Huang Bo in the backseat almost slid off, still drowsy, he cursed, "Damn, how do you drive? I was just about to take off a beauty's clothes, and you, kid..."
"Brother Chuan, what are you doing?" Zhou Kai asked.
"You guys go ahead, I still have so business in the provincial city," Lin Chuan suddenly decided to get off the car.
"What?" Zhou Kai was puzzled.
No one could change Lin Chuan's decision, even after several people took turns to persuade him. In the end, Zhou Kai had no choice but to open the car door, letting Lin Chuan get out. The car was already two kiloters away from the opera house, Lin Chuan decided to turn back to the opera house, perhaps he really should give Tang Yung a chance to explain.
Heading towards the opera house.
Lin Chuan stood at the entrance for over half an hour before the opera show ended. Many people started coming out. However, after waiting over ten minutes and nearly all the crowd dispersing, Lin Chuan still hadn't seen Tang Yung yet; instead, he waited for Song Xiaojia.
Song Xiaojia ca out with a tall man, her head down, looking glum.
When she looked up and saw Lin Chuan not far away, her eyes lit up, and an idea quickly flashed through her mind. She hurriedly said to the man beside her: "Wu Yue, look, my boyfriend ca to pick up."
"What?" Wu Yue was startled, looking up, there was a man in a black suit standing not far away.
At that mont, Song Xiaojia hurriedly ran over, quickly holding Lin Chuan's arm, whispering, "Lin Chuan, help with a favor. Please, just go along with my act."
"What?!" Lin Chuan hadn't recovered yet, he didn't even understand why he was waiting for Tang Yung and suddenly Song Xiaojia appeared.
"Lin Chuan, you finally ca to pick up?" Song Xiaojia excitedly said, "Co, let introduce you, this is Wu Yue, my childhood playmate."
"Hello." Wu Yue looked calm.
Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Hello."
"Are you really Song Xiaojia's boyfriend?" Wu Yue asked bluntly.
At that mont, Lin Chuan felt a sharp pain in his arm, he quickly nodded, saying, "Ah... yes, yes, we t in Jiangbei City, she is a very nice girl. I really like her, and I plan to have twelve children with her."
Song Xiaojia's face imdiately turned red.
Wu Yue sighed helplessly, saying, "Xiao Jia, I always thought you were just joking with . I didn't expect it to be true. Sigh... "
"Wu Yue, believe , you'll definitely find a girl much better than ," Song Xiaojia blinked, said: "Besides, I've always bullied you since we were kids, how can you still like ?"
"I just want to find a girl who bullies like you do," Wu Yue said with an awkward smile. "I lack the courage; I should have said it earlier."
"Love can't be forced," Song Xiaojia shrugged helplessly.
"Alright, since you already have a boyfriend, I'll just wish you the best," Wu Yue nodded and said, then he turned and walked away.
Leaving Song Xiaojia still holding Lin Chuan's arm, until Wu Yue drove away.
"How long are you going to hold onto ?" Lin Chuan asked.
"Stingy." Song Xiaojia let go of Lin Chuan's arm, saying, "Can't believe you are so reluctant to just play my boyfriend, acting as if I took advantage of you?"
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