pertwk Chapter 98 You Black Tiger Gang, you've slandered me!
Chapter 98 You Black Tiger Gang, you've slandered me!
Chapter 98 You Black Tiger Gang, you've slandered me!
That figure was none other than the water monkey.
This thing lies submerged underwater, moves incredibly fast, and is completely silent; the murky river water conceals all traces of it.
With Black Tiger's attention focused on King Yama, the two were locked in close combat, exchanging blows and kicks, and had no time to detect any unusual activity underwater.
So, they didn't even have time to react at first, "Swoosh!"
Black Tiger's clothes were instantly torn open on his back, leaving five deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on his skin. The wounds extended from his shoulder blade all the way to his waist, with the flesh turned outwards, a horrifying sight.
Faced with such an attack, Black Tiger let out a muffled groan. However, as a martial arts master who had reached the Great Perfection of the Bone Forging Realm, he was driven by the instinct to survive in the face of death. Using the force of the claws tearing at him, he kicked off the ground and leaped forward, taking several steps back to create some distance between himself and the thing behind him.
He then turned around abruptly, looked up, and finally saw what had hurt him.
With a body over ten feet long, a pointed, flat head, a mouth full of fangs, long, thin limbs, and claws as sharp as hooks, Blackheart Tiger was stunned for a moment upon seeing this creature, then exclaimed, "This is a demon! How dare you raise a demon? If they find out, aren't you afraid of your entire clan being wiped out?"
Ma Yanwang showed no sign of panic, and sneered, "As long as I kill you, who will know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Blackheart Tiger turned around and fled without hesitation, rushing towards the shore.
Ma Yanwang's strength was already on par with his own. Now that he had been ambushed and injured, and with demons eyeing him covetously, continuing to fight would only lead to his death. It would be better to escape first. Once the news of Ma Yanwang raising demons spread, he wouldn't even need to lift a finger. Those reputable sects and government offices, who couldn't stand such evil deeds, would naturally exterminate his clan.
Unfortunately, how could King Yama possibly let him go?
"Trying to leave now?" Ma Yanwang's voice drifted from behind. "Too late."
Before he could finish speaking, he had already caught up with her.
Water splashed behind him as Ma Yanwang moved with ghostly speed, his hands whistling through the air as he aimed straight for Black Heart Tiger's nape.
Blackheart Tiger had no choice but to turn around and block, smashing away King Yama's attack with a punch. But this delay allowed the Water Monkey to pounce from the side, sweeping his sharp claws and forcing him to dodge repeatedly.
With one person in front and a beast beside him, the Black-Hearted Tiger was unable to advance or retreat.
Seizing an opening when Black Heart Tiger made a mistake, Ma Yanwang suddenly lunged forward and tore open Black Heart Tiger's throat with a claw.
Black Tiger's pupils suddenly dilated, his mouth opened as if to say something, but he only managed to utter muffled breaths. Then his legs went weak, and he collapsed into the river with a "plop," never to be heard again.
King Ma bent down, grabbed Black Heart Tiger by the hair, and pulled the bloody head out of the water. Then he leaped onto the dock.
He held the severed head high: "Black-hearted Tiger is dead! Why don't you surrender?"
Inside the dilapidated house, because of the distance, Qin Chuan couldn't see the details of the fight between Ma Yanwang and Heixinhu. He could only vaguely make out that there were three figures tumbling and entangled in the water, but he clearly heard the words "Heixinhu is dead." Obviously, the Iron Hand Gang had won this fight.
Since that's the case, there's no need for him to hide anymore.
Going back now would be just in time to "clean up the mess," giving me a good opportunity to make a good impression.
It allows one to gain public recognition while clearing oneself of suspicion of "deserting in the face of danger."
Qin Chuan was about to step out of the shadows of the dilapidated house when suddenly a series of chaotic footsteps and shouts came from outside.
"Run! The boss is dead!"
"Get out of my way! Get out of my way!"
The air was filled with the cacophony of voices, the chaotic footsteps, and screams.
It was obvious that Black Tiger was dead, so the Black Tiger Gang members started to flee in all directions.
Just then, a figure stumbled in from the other side of the dilapidated house.
Qin Chuan looked over and discovered that the person was none other than Zhao Fuquan.
However, Zhao Fuquan was in a rather miserable state at this moment, his upper body covered in blood, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.
After rushing into the dilapidated house, Zhao Fuquan thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, lean against the wall to catch his breath, and at least catch his breath.
Unexpectedly, a voice came from behind, "Chase him! He ran inside!"
The voice was urgent and fierce, and the footsteps followed in a jumble, indicating that there was more than one person.
Zhao Fuquan was filled with resentment and wished he could turn around and curse. Damn it, Black Heart Tiger is dead, why are you chasing me instead of running away?
I'm not the boss of the Iron Hand Gang!
But he didn't dare to delay and, despite his injuries, continued running deeper into the house.
He had only run a few steps when he saw a figure in front of him. Judging from the clothes, it was a member of the Iron Hand Gang. The figure was holding a knife and leaning against the wall, watching him slowly.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Fuquan was overjoyed and instinctively stopped, wanting to ask for help.
Before he could even see the man's face clearly, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother—"
But before he could finish speaking, he saw the face clearly.
It's Qin Chuan!
Zhao Fuquan's words caught in his throat, as if someone had grabbed his neck. His mouth opened and closed, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to stiffness, and from stiffness to an indescribable embarrassment and awkwardness.
At the same time, two members of the Black Tiger Gang rushed into the house. One of them was the scarred man from the Black Tiger Gang, and the other was an ordinary henchman.
Scarface knew that the Black Tiger Gang was doomed, but the leader, Black Heart Tiger, had treated him well. He wanted revenge, but he also knew that he was no match for Ma Yanwang. So he decided to kill an important figure from the Iron Hand Gang as a sacrifice, which is why he kept chasing Zhao Fuquan.
Upon seeing the man enter, Zhao Fuquan disregarded everything else and scrambled toward Qin Chuan, pleading, "Manager Qin, save me!"
Upon hearing this, the scarred man also looked at Qin Chuan, surprised that he could catch such a big fish here.
The head steward? The head steward of the Iron Hand Gang?
This kid is so young, yet he's already a big manager?
Alright, if we can't kill King Ma, killing the chief steward isn't a loss.
Just as the scarred man was about to make his move, what happened next was completely unexpected. The moment Zhao Fuquan approached Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan made his move.
Without warning or hesitation, he suddenly drew his short knife with his right hand and thrust it out without hesitation.
A knife.
It pierced Zhao Fuquan's chest squarely.
Zhao Fuquan's body stiffened abruptly. He lowered his head, looking at the blade embedded in his chest, then slowly raised his head to look at Qin Chuan.
His eyes were filled with disbelief, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but only managed to squeeze out a few indistinct breaths from his throat.
How could he? How dare he?
Zhao Fuquan couldn't figure this out, nor did he have time to. His mouth was agape, his eyes wide open, and his expression was forever frozen between shock and resentment.
The scarred man looked on in surprise as he watched this scene unfold, and asked, "Why did you kill him?"
"Kill him? Me?" Qin Chuan kicked Zhao Fuquan's corpse away, then pointed at the scarred man and said righteously, "You shameless Black Tiger Gang, you killed one of our men and still dare to smear me with filth."
Upon hearing this, the scarred man froze on the spot. He stared wide-eyed at Qin Chuan's righteous face, then looked down at the blood-stained knife in his hand, and then at Zhao Fuquan's corpse on the ground. No.
I have never seen such a shameless person.
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