Chapter 116

The atmosphere in the room was very harmonious, both sides glared at each other angrily, sparks flying from their eyes; if there had been gasoline in the room, it would have already caught fire!

Li Xin still had some free time, he had Jian Guo give him a shoulder rub to relax.

Jian Guo was also thorough; after rubbing his shoulders, he also gave him a head massage.

That's because he didn't bring a towel; otherwise, he might have even gotten a horse-chicken massage.

Lei Gong was so angry his lungs felt like exploding; that little bastard across from him just wouldn't talk.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be acting like this; obviously he just wants to have a fight, then settle the score afterwards.

Lei Gong got up and walked toward the door, still saying: 'I'll indulge you—let's fight, we'll talk after. Young people don't know the height of heaven and depth of earth!'

Li Xin jumped to his feet.

He shouted: 'Then let's fight, fight now, get them for me.'

When the Prosperity people heard Xin Ge speak, what was there to hesitate about?

Get them!

The Triple Union people inside the room were stunned! They're already starting to fight? It's so sudden, no preparation!

A Prosperity fighter beside Li Xin, quick-witted, grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it at Lei Gong.

Quite accurate, it directly knocked Lei Gong's hat off.

Lei Gong covered his bleeding head and shouted angrily: 'Whoever did that to this kid, I'll give him a hall master position—I'll have him killed!'

After saying that, he was escorted away by his nearby bodyguards.

The room was too small to maneuver, Prosperity gained some advantage, so this bout counts as over.

We'll continue shortly!

Li Xin pulled over the fighter who had just smashed Lei Gong's head and asked: 'What's your name, kid? You're pretty straightforward!'

The young man's face flushed red with excitement, as if he'd just seen his idol.

He respectfully replied: 'Lao Ding, I'm Fei Quan, Brother Tianhong.'

Li Xin then took a closer look, huh, he does resemble him a bit, just a bit inexperienced; looks like he's just started out.

No one asked how he got into Prosperity; this is too common, as long as he hasn't been entered into the Underworld Registry.

Today it's Prosperity's, tomorrow maybe it's Eastern Prosperity's, maybe even the Number Gang's—always like this!

Li Xin put his arm around this iron-headed kid, smiling as he asked: 'Have you been entered into the Underworld Registry?'

Fei Quan felt a bit nervous being embraced, stammering: 'No... no, I just joined Prosperity, and I've only been with Brother Tianhong for over a month.'

Later he improved quite a bit, and Li Xin didn't mind, saying: 'Go back and let Tianhong take you in; from now on follow your Big Brother closely, and you won't go hungry.'

Fei Quan's face flushed red with excitement as he said: 'Lao Ding, rest assured, I will definitely follow Brother Tianhong and do a good job, not disgracing the Xi Gong lineage.'

Li Xin patted his shoulder and went straight back to the office.

After he left, many people gathered around Fei Quan, asking what was going on.

This kid, has he caught Xin Ge's eye?

This is walking dog shit luck!

Tianhong came over with a cold face, glanced around at the people, and they all scattered in a bustle.

After taking a closer look at Fei Quan, there's nothing special about him, huh? How could he have caught the Big Brother's eye?

Since the Big Brother takes a liking to this kid, we might as well take him in.

'From now on, work by my side, be sharp; if you make the Big Brother lose face, I'll kill you—understood?'

Fei Quan totally didn't mind Tianhong's tone; he's been following Tianhong for over a month, the Big Brother just has this temper, but he can still give a smile when facing Lao Ding.

Nobody else even think about it!

He immediately replied: 'Okay, Big Brother, I won't let Lao Ding and you down.'

Tianhong listened, then looked at the kid again, still nothing special about him?

Just because of that ashtray?

Yeah, pretty much; the Big Brother doesn't follow convention, maybe that's why he took a liking to this kid.

Late at twelve o'clock.

Inside the Pu Jing Duchang, the Gambling God Showdown had reached its final stage; the remaining few each employed their tricks, wonderfully exciting, making people exclaim in delight.

On the other side, the open area of the dock, forces from both sides gathered, the battle ready to ignite at a spark.

Li Xin personally took the field today; this firefight cannot afford a loss, otherwise the Ao Island gambling halls will be plagued with endless trouble, and all sorts of demons and monsters will come swarming to take a bite!

Throwing a punch lets people feel the ferocity of the fist wind, only then can long-term peace be preserved.

Usually it's not that we don't want to fight, it's that we can't!

Today he wore a black top, his face wrapped in a dust guard, his hands in sanded gloves, lower body in military boots and trousers, with a 1.6-meter-long long knife placed beside him.

The blade is 1.15 meters long, the handle 45 centimeters, custom-made according to his knife habits; he's not lacking strength, the blade is thickened considerably, allowing greater chopping force.

Tianhong watched that knife from not far away, his eyes blazing with fiery light; the Big Brother's knife will be drawn again tonight!

Gripping the eight-sided Han sword in his hand, this sword shares the same lineage as the Big Brother's knife—its materials and craftsmanship are personally made by the old master artisan.

Jianjun's three are nowhere to be seen, not by his side; instead, at his side are the Taizi's close guard Asa, and indeed they are blood brothers—the Taizi has sent them all!

Asa also advised from the side: 'Xin Ge, go back; this little scene, I and Tianhong will settle it, no need for you to act.'

Li Xin shook his head and explained: 'This time won't do; we need one battle to decide victory, can't drag it out, otherwise later will be very troublesome.'

In the casino, the upper-class folks were watching the refined gambling duel, schemes upon schemes emerging.

The dock's gangsters, knives in hand, flew about in wild dance, blood and sweat flying together.

These two classes, at this moment fully demonstrated, undoubtedly, the clashes of the jianghu stimulate people's nerves more, adrenaline surging.

Hot blood boiling.

There were over three thousand people in the massive melee, the scene spectacular, blood splattering everywhere.

They are the elite forces of the two major gangs, their combat strength is about the same, only Tianhong moves through the crowd with ease, wherever he goes, severed hands and feet are everywhere.

Li Xin saw that fighting like this wasn't working, he waved his hand and sent all the reserves forward.

He tied a cloth strip of his side's color around his right arm, leapt into the battlefield like a tiger among sheep, with no one able to withstand a single blow, especially with his 1.6-meter-long saber.

He is basically a walking slaughter weapon; wherever his silhouette passes, it's like mowing grass, enemies fall left and right, not a single one remains intact.

His chopping force and motion range aren't large; it's just that his footwork coordinates with his body, having a natural harmony, the 1.6-meter saber in his hand feels like an extension of his body.

As he steps, the saber in his hand exerts force following the direction of his steps, the blade close to his body slices out smoothly, each strike is just right.

Sometimes he defends, sometimes he chops, sometimes he thrusts forward, hinting at spear technique.

When an opponent's saber strikes his back, that saber seems to have eyes, his wrist turns and directly knocks the opponent's saber away.

This isn't any profound martial art, just that his physical quality is high; a set of ordinary Qi family saber makes him look especially fast to others.

The members of the Three United were scared stupid; this is basically not something a person could do, who can cut people down faster than mowing grass?

Their courage was scared away, this makes it hard to fight, so speaking, every gang, why wouldn't they want a tough fighter who can fight?

Such people are extremely useful in a brawl, they can boost our morale and strike the enemy's confidence, basically they are essential picks for a brawl.

The Three United couldn't hold on, they fought while retreating, with no thought of fighting again.

Tianhong won't have it!

Big Brother said it, just go all out, don't hold back, this is the Dragon Head's meaning, Prosperity has our back, what's there to hesitate about, chase and strike.

This battle was too tragic! Prosperity lost over forty dead, over a hundred injured, the rest weren't much better, everyone had some wounds to some degree.

This already damaged the tendons and bones, if it were a second-rate gang they'd go bankrupt!

Waiting aside was a white car, which directly took these people to the private hospital we had contacted beforehand.

Li Xin stood in the center of the battlefield, holding a Miao sword, at this moment no one dared to approach him.

Looking at this bloody battlefield, Li Xin felt no turbulence in his heart; he's seen too much over the past two years, it's just that today wasn't as bloody.

If you want to rise, you have to risk your life; otherwise, what qualifies you to make big money and ride beautiful women?

If you win, wealth and honor aren't guaranteed; if you lose, you'll surely end up with nothing, it just depends on who you go into business with.

The lights near the dock made the blood-soaked ground look especially lurid.

Making a living out there is tough!