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Zhong Kui's Diary
The Black Faced God watched coldly from the side. He had initially considered stepping in to help, but after seeing the Flower Monk use this move, he felt it unnecessary to intervene. Having partnered with the Flower Monk for so many years, he had never seen anyone escape the Flower Monk's technique, Rising Dragon from the Abyss. He did not believe that the smiling young man before him would be an exception.
Luo Zhen and Wang Donghai both wore sinister smiles, fully aware of the power behind the Flower Monk's move. In their minds, they began to imagine the scene of the Great Hammer smashing into a tomato, causing it to splatter everywhere.
Meanwhile, Scar Liu and Zhou Mazi looked worried and shouted hoarsely, "Heart!"
With a soft sound, Nan slightly tilted his body, and his right hand's Index Finger and Middle Finger tapped against the Flower Monk's knee. The sound made it seem as if the Flower Monk's knee had been shattered by those two fingers.
Then, with a sudden motion, Nan transformed his fingers into a palm and struck the Flower Monk's chest. The Flower Monk flew backward like a puppet pulled by strings.
With a crash, the Flower Monk landed on a gambling table three meters away. The table suddenly bore such force that it shattered, leaving the Flower Monk lying amidst splintered wood and debris, clutching his knees and howling loudly.
All of this happened in an instant; from the moment the Flower Monk flew into a knee strike to being knocked back was merely a blink of an eye. No one expected this fight to end so quickly. Even Luo Zhen's sinister grin remained on his face but now appeared oddly stiff.
It was unbelievable that one of the Dragon Tiger Club’s notorious enforcers, known for his ruthless nature—the Flower Monk—was defeated in one move by this smiling young man.
Wang Donghai rubbed his eyes desperately, unable to believe what had just happened. But who else could be lying on the ground clutching his knees in agony if not the Flower Monk?
"Black Faced God, get up here!" Luo Zhen suddenly reacted, shouting sharply while his eyes darted around. Clearly, he wanted the Black Faced God to step forward and block this young man, even if it was just for a second or two; it would give him a chance to escape.
"If I were you, I wouldn't come up!" Nan said with a cheerful smile as he looked at the Black Faced God.
Black Faced God hesitated for a moment; he knew he was no match for the young man, but he had to obey Luo Zhen's orders. Reluctantly, he assumed a fighting stance and cautiously walked towards the West.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Just as Black Faced God was about to launch an attack, there came two light knocks on the private room door, as if someone was knocking.
Everyone was taken aback and turned to look. At the door stood an old man wearing an orange reflective vest, holding a broom, with a mask hanging from his ears and a face full of stubble; he was actually a sanitation worker.
"Who are you?" Luo Zhen frowned, sensing that something was off.
"Luo Zhen, is this how you treat your brothers in the association?" The old man squinted his eyes, but they sparkled with sharpness.
Hearing this, Nan showed a strange expression and turned to ask Scar Liu: "Brother Liu, who is this person?"
"Boss Feng, you finally made it!" Scar Liu ignored Nan and shouted excitedly at the old man.
"Icebound Expanse?" Luo Zhen exclaimed in shock. Although he was the vice president, he had never met the president Icebound Expanse. After a moment of astonishment, he sneered at Scar Liu: "You say he's Boss Feng? Who knows if you've brought someone to impersonate him."
"Luo Zhen, do you still dare to say that? Back in the day, because of my significant contributions to the gang, Boss Feng gave me a phone number. As long as I call this number, Boss Feng will show up." Scar Liu snorted: "Before I came to the bar, I called Boss Feng. Hmph, Luo Zhen, the Dragon Tiger Club is not something you can cover up alone."
Upon hearing this from Scar Liu, a flicker of panic crossed Luo Zhen's eyes, followed by a flash of murderous intent. He pointed at the old man and sneered: "I don't know who you are to impersonate our Dragon Tiger Club's leader. I won't tolerate such behavior. Black Faced God, go teach him a lesson!"
Upon hearing this, Black Faced God turned around and charged forward. In just two seconds, he covered the ten-meter distance from the center of the hall to the door. Without hesitation, he threw a straight punch at the old man's face. Perhaps he felt some fear towards Nan, but he completely disregarded this old man.
The old man smiled arrogantly and casually tossed aside his broom. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had suddenly produced a gleaming short knife in his hand. With a swift motion, he drew it upward in a silver arc through the air. The strike was lightning-fast; Black Faced God had no time to react as his wrist was severed by the old man's knife. His tightly clenched fist flew high into the air, and then the old man delivered a lightning-fast kick that sent Black Faced God flying.
As Black Faced God crashed through another gambling table and fell to the ground amidst splintered wood, his severed fist began to descend from above. The old man swiftly kicked at the falling fist; it whistled through the air before smashing into Black Faced God's forehead with a dull thud, knocking him unconscious.
The old man coldly snorted: "Now, who still doubts that I am not Icebound Expanse?"
Luo Zhen's lips trembled as he took two steps back, trying to find someone to support his swaying body. However, the two strongmen he had brought with him were already injured and lying on the ground, and behind him stood Wang Donghai, who was trembling even more than he was.
The old man Icebound Expanse looked at Luo Zhen with disdain. "I never expected that my creation, the Dragon Tiger Club, would fall to such a state. I was still hiding in the shadows, competing with the Tang family, but if you continue to fight among yourselves like this, you won't need the Tang family's intervention; the Dragon Tiger Club will collapse on its own. Hmph, since you all enjoy infighting so much, I might as well send you to hell and let you fight it out there. Someone, kill them all!"
With a swing of his short knife, more than twenty men in black rushed in from outside, each wielding a gleaming Machete. This Machete was not some flimsy watermelon knife but a thick-bladed weapon capable of cutting through bone with a single strike.
"Boss Feng!" Scar Liu exclaimed in shock. "Are you making a mistake? I'm the victim here!"
Icebound Expanse smiled coldly. "In my eyes, there are no victims. Since you are all participants in this gang's infighting, then you all deserve to die. This is a perfect opportunity for me to conduct a major purge of the Dragon Tiger Club."
Upon hearing Icebound Expanse's words, everyone in the room turned pale with fear. Zhou Mazi, who had escaped prison alongside Scar Liu, shouted loudly, "Hey, hey! Boss Feng, I'm not one of your gang members!"
Icebound Expanse raised an eyebrow. "So what? When I established the Dragon Tiger Club back in the day, countless innocents were mistakenly harmed. Boys, go for it!"
Just as the twenty or so strongmen were about to charge forward with their knives raised, Nan suddenly shouted from the side, "Wait!"
Icebound Expanse frowned and raised his hand to stop the men. He looked at Nan coldly and said, "I see your Kung Fu skills are quite impressive; I'll give you a chance to say something before you die!"
Nan smirked and revealed a mischievous smile. "Actually, I just want to ask: Can I call for help?"
Icebound Expanse immediately flew into a rage and waved his hand. "Attack! Turn them into meat paste!"
"Help! Someone save me!" Nan actually began to scream at the top of his lungs, his voice desolate and mournful as if he were a farmer being dragged into a cornfield by twenty strongmen.
This guy is insane! At that moment, Scar Liu and Zhou Mazi thought so; Luo Zhen and Wang Donghai thought so too; even the twenty-odd men wielding knives and Icebound Expanse himself thought so.
What good is calling for help at this time?
However, strange things happen in this world; often what you think is least likely to occur is exactly what happens.
Bang!
A crisp gunshot rang out.
The sound of the gunshot stunned everyone; even the most ruthless individuals would pause upon hearing it. Everyone exchanged glances, unsure of what the gunshot meant.
"Finally, it's my turn to make an entrance." A man slowly walked out from the door of the private room, strikingly handsome with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, holding a handgun with a wisp of smoke rising from the barrel.
This man was none other than Xu Fengxiao, who had been knocked to the ground by Nan during the earlier pursuit of Scar Liu.
Then, a flurry of footsteps approached as about ten armed Special Police officers emerged from behind the door, their submachine guns aimed at everyone in the room.
"Icebound Expanse, no matter how cunning you are, you can't escape from my grasp as a hunter," Xu Fengxiao said proudly, raising his eyebrows.
"What’s going on?" Icebound Expanse shouted sharply, scanning the crowd before fixing his gaze on Scar Liu. "Scar Liu, how dare you betray me?"
Scar Liu's face turned pale. "Boss Feng, I don’t know anything!"
"Then what is happening here?" Icebound Expanse's voice grew increasingly shrill as he pointed a short knife at Scar Liu, an abnormal flush appearing on his aged face.
"Let me explain," Xu Fengxiao said with a smile. "First, allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Ling, and I am Lingfeng."
"Lingfeng?" Icebound Expanse's expression changed dramatically. "Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Xing City Lingfeng?"
Lingfeng smiled and replied, "That's right."
"Did you arrange all of this?" Icebound Expanse's face turned ashen.
"Indeed. I went to great lengths to capture you, the president of the Dragon Tiger Club. Now, let me introduce another person: this year's best undercover agent, Mr. Zhong Zhengnan," Lingfeng said, gesturing to his right with a smile.
"Nan? An undercover agent?" Everyone's gaze in the room turned to Nan.
"That's right, I am an undercover agent." Zhong Zhengnan smiled and greeted everyone, his expression sincere, as if this were the most ordinary and trivial matter: "I recently established a service company that has just opened for business and takes on all kinds of jobs. Not long ago, I took on a task to go undercover to gain Scar Liu's trust, which would lead to the president of the Dragon Tiger Club, Icebound Expanse. Now that the mission is complete, I hope you all find it amusing."
"I never expected that I, Icebound Expanse, a hero in my own right, would end up in such a predicament before I even had the chance to settle things with the Tang family." Icebound Expanse glanced at the Submachine Guns in the hands of the SWAT Warriors, realizing he had no chance left. With a clang, he threw his short knife to the ground and bitterly smiled: "May I ask how much your company charges for such work? I just want to know my worth."
"Although it's not exactly a business secret, isn't it inappropriate to discuss it in front of so many people?" Zhong Zhengnan chuckled as he rubbed his nose.
"Just consider it a request from an old man on his deathbed; after all, I didn't plan on coming out alive this time." Icebound Expanse insisted on asking, his white hair making him look even more haggard.
"Since you're so persistent, I'll tell you: Lingfeng paid me one thousand three hundred eighty dollars!"
"……"
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