Chapter 288: Strange Incident

He Liang was so scared he peed himself.

Li Chao's body kept shaking.

Even Fifth-level Force Warrior Tang Nian bitterly died under this man's blade.

Let alone him, a Second-level Force Warrior.

But if he stays silent, the next moment he will also become a dead soul under the opponent's blade.

Speaking gives him a sliver of survival.

"Senior," his arms trembling, he clasped his fists, "this is Iron Fist Gang's territory. I think there is no grudge between our Iron Fist Gang and you, right."

"Where is your Iron Fist Gang headquarters? How many branches are there? Where are they located?"

Jiang Cheng asked, his voice showing no fluctuation.

Before coming here, he had gone to a casino and a brothel, slaughtering the Iron Fist Gang members inside cleanly, and learned of this place from a few mouths.

Hearing this, Li Chao was terrified.

What does it mean? Is the person in front of him targeting his own gang?

Not only to kill himself here, but to uproot the entire Iron Fist Gang? If so, why would he attack the Martial Arts Hall people? He even killed the Gym Master of the Flying Eagle Fist Hall? The next moment.

He only felt a flash before his eyes, as if his whole body rose into the air.

Moreover, he saw a familiar figure.

"Is that… my body?"

The thought floated in his mind, and he quickly lost consciousness.

"Splash!"

He Liang behind, seeing this scene, was terrified and collapsed limp on the ground.

"I ask you, do you know where the Iron Fist Gang headquarters is? How many branches are there? Where are they? If you don't know, that will be your fate."

Jiang Cheng flicked the fresh blood off his blade and asked.

"I know, I know, don't kill me, don't kill me."

He Liang nodded while crying.

"Take me there."

"After I take you there, can you…"

"Hmm?"

Jiang Cheng's gaze turned cold.

"I understand, I understand, I'll take you there now." He Liang dared not speak further, his heart full of deadly regret.

He knew there was no such thing as a perfect deal in this world—someone stepping in for them to eliminate three Martial Arts Halls?

Now, looking, it was indeed so.

They were thinking of taking them all out together.

But now that things have come to this, there's no time for words; rather than setting out alone, it's better to bring another along—just like the Gang Leader; if the latter hadn't issued the order, he and Li Chao wouldn't have come here, and the following events wouldn't have occurred.

So, let's die together! …

Dusk.

The night curtain hung low; not only street vendors, but also those working outside dragged their weary bodies homeward.

Shi Yan was one of them.

A day's heavy labor had already left him exhausted, wishing he could lie in bed and sleep all day.

But in this place, finding work isn't easy, let alone rest?

After this busy spell, there will be plenty of time to rest.

Passing through several alleys in succession, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

What's the situation? In the past, when he passed by, he always saw some ill‑intented thugs, but they would wisely avert their gaze when they saw the iron hammer and tile cutter he carried.

Yet today, after walking so long, he met none; that's too strange.

He walked a bit more, and seeing his home door nearby, he quickly hid his fatigue, flashing a smile; no matter how tired he was outside, he would show his best side to his family.

"Dong— dong—."

He knocked twice, and a slightly excited woman's voice sounded from inside.

"Who is it?"

"Honey, it's me."

"Dad's back! It's dad!"

A childish voice rang, a tiny figure sprinted toward the doorway.

The woman inside hurried forward, smiling as she opened the door.

Shi Yan first glanced around, then hurried in, closed the door, and lifted his daughter high in his arms.

"Are you tired?" the woman asked with concern.

"Not tired."

Shi Yan smiled and shook his head, "Nothing much happened today, right?"

The woman first shook her head, then looked outside and said, "Something huge happened on the street."

"Oh? What?"

Shi Yan asked curiously.

"There's too much to say at once; first wash hands, eat, and talk while eating."

"Alright."

Shi Yan washed his hands, sat at the table, placed his daughter on his lap, the woman sat beside them; the three of them formed a warm scene.

The dishes on the table were not abundant, but fortunately there was a good mix of meat and vegetables.

"Honey, what happened on the street?"

Shi Yan picked up a small piece of meat, placed it in his daughter's mouth, and asked.

The woman glanced at her daughter, then whispered: "The Iron Fist Gang people on the street have all been..."

She didn't continue speaking, merely making a hand-chopping gesture.

"What?"

Shi Yan was stunned.

"All been what?"

"Hmm."

The woman nodded.

Shi Yan took a deep breath.

Just two months ago, the Iron Fist Gang had been wiped out once.

Today, they were wiped out again? No wonder he came back tonight; the road was unusually quiet, and he didn't encounter a single thug.

The Iron Fist Gang members were all killed; how could they not be afraid?

But this is fine; he inwardly had no fondness for the Iron Fist Gang, and would rather see all its members dead.

"Do you know who did it?"

Shi Yan asked.

A person came to mind.

But he was quite sure it couldn't be that person.

"I don't know, but many people saw what he looked like: a middle-aged man in his forties, carrying a sword on his back."

Shi Yan nodded.

He thought to himself, indeed it wasn't him.

Indeed, he had only just sensed the Force, not even a first-level Force Warrior; how could he possibly slaughter the entire Iron Fist Gang?

Just like last time, it was probably those two Dawn Society members who did it; the nearby residents, through rumor-mongering, have even spread talk of sorcery.

"There's one more thing."

The woman spoke again.

"The Gym Master of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall has also been... it's said the killer is the same person."

Hearing this, Shi Yan's eyes widened in shock.

"Are you sure?"

"I heard many people saw it with their own eyes at the time, and afterwards the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall closed its doors; it's pretty certain."

Shi Yan was utterly shocked inside.

"The Gym Master of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall is a fifth- or sixth-level Original Force Warrior, yet he walked around arrogantly on this street and ended up being killed? What on earth is happening today? How could so many strange things happen on the same day?" "Honey," the woman glanced outside, lowered her voice, "you mean, has that person come back?"

"Which one?"

"You know, the one we dealt with?"

The woman said:

"Around here, only he has the ability and guts to dare act against either the Wild Wolf Gang or the Iron Fist Gang."

"?"

Shi Yan froze for a moment, then burst out laughing helplessly.

"Hahaha, honey, you're thinking too simply about this."

(End of chapter)