Chapter 188: Wang Hao's Death

With the appearance of the Mechanical Dog, the members of the Green Bamboo Gang could not help but exclaim in shock. They had never seen such a bizarre and ferocious metal beast.

The machine gun on the Mechanical Dog's back activated once more, its muzzle aimed at the upper echelons of the Green Bamboo Gang. In an instant, a dense hail of bullets poured down, strafing the gang's leadership without mercy.

Zhao Tai had the greatest strength; when the machine gun began to aim, a Martial Artist's alertness allowed him to dodge at the first moment, but the others did not react in time, and flowers of blood splattered everywhere.

The Green Bamboo Gang leaders who weren't hit were terrified and scrambled to hide. But in this confined space, they had nowhere to escape. Bullets tore through their bodies, fresh blood splattered, and the scene was too ghastly to look at.

Cheng Feng watched everything before him coldly, his heart without a ripple. For these people of the Green Bamboo Gang, this was merely the punishment they deserved.

At this very moment, the upper echelons of the Green Bamboo Gang finally experienced for themselves the feeling of being unable to resist that the disciple had described. They discovered they were completely unable to withstand the attacks of those metal monsters; they could only see the fire spewing from the tubes on the beasts' backs, but no matter how they dodged, it was to no avail. This made them deeply realize the terrifying nature of the metal monsters.

Watching the machine guns controlled by the metal monsters continuously fire lethal bullets, the Green Bamboo Gang's leadership felt incomparable despair. They tried to find cover, but whether it was thick wooden tables or sturdy stone pillars, nothing could block the bullets' penetrating power. Every time a bullet passed through an obstacle, it brought the threat of death.

These leaders had originally taken pride in their own martial prowess, but now they found that the strength and speed they were so proud of appeared so insignificant when faced with such powerful firepower. They ran and hid desperately, but could never shake off the pursuit of the bullets. Every gunshot was a threat to their lives, making them feel unprecedented fear and helplessness.

There were still those filled with bloodlust who ran toward Cheng Feng, preparing to fight to the death, but they were all finished off by the machine gun.

At this moment, the phrase "corpses strewn across the field" became a reality.

The Green Bamboo Gang's leadership, the Green Bamboo Gang's elite disciples, the Green Bamboo Gang's servants—everyone within Cheng Feng's line of sight was greeted by the Mechanical Dog's machine gun.

Looking at the broken walls and ruins before him, Cheng Feng finally let the Mechanical Dog cease fire. There were two machine guns on the Mechanical Dog's back, each with a bullet capacity of one thousand rounds. Cheng Feng silently checked the Mechanical Dog's remaining ammunition; there were still over one hundred rounds left.

"That's not bad," Cheng Feng thought to himself.

The Mechanical Dog was originally Cheng Feng's trump card; a debut like this had to have its rewards.

The Green Bamboo Gang was the reward.

"Why hasn't your Gang Leader come out of the Rear Courtyard?" Cheng Feng remembered that before he arrived, Peng Yuyan had been in the Rear Courtyard the whole time, and he didn't know what the situation was inside.

Not a single one of the Green Bamboo Gang members who had luckily survived dared to step forward to answer. As for the two Blood Refining Realm Elders who were the primary targets, they had already collapsed in a pool of blood, on the verge of death.

Seeing that no one in the hall answered,

"Who is Wang Hao?" Cheng Feng asked again. At this moment, he stood in the center of the hall, his gaze like a torch, scanning the surviving Green Bamboo Gang leaders around him.

In the crowd, there was still no sound, but the eyes of the survivors had already told Cheng Feng the answer. Cheng Feng followed their gaze toward a young man.

A young man, stared at by everyone's eyes, trembled as he stood out. His face was pale, and his eyes were full of despair. "It's me, Cheng Feng. Do with me as you will!"

Cheng Feng sneered, not in a hurry to act. "You are Wang Hao? Very good. You did wrong, and you will certainly be punished."

I suppose you leaders of the Green Bamboo Gang are still curious why my Hong Sect attacked you, right?

Listen, those of you who remain: although my Hong Sect is not a benevolent group, we are particular about clear grievances. Think carefully: have the Hong Sect disciples led by me, Cheng Feng, ever crossed the Green Bamboo Gang's lines? Have we ever offended anyone from the Green Bamboo Gang? Have we ever had any enmity with the Green Bamboo Gang?

No, none of that. Yet, my family was poisoned by people from your Green Bamboo Gang. If it weren't for my household servants discovering it early, I, Cheng Feng, would have been left all alone by now. Now, do you people of the Green Bamboo Gang still think it's unjust that I came to wipe you out?

Wang Hao, I only want one answer from you now: why did you poison my family?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's expression was complex. Finally, he let out a long sigh and revealed the reason: "It was my own obsession, my desire for glory. I stole my grandfather's Heart-Shattering Powder and sent people to your residence. Everything was done by me; everything is my fault..."

Wang Kuo, who was lying in a pool of blood with one breath left, could not help but be furious. He spat out a mouthful of blood, tears streaming down his old face: "Rebellious grandson. Rebellious grandson... Gang Leader, this old brother has failed you."

Perhaps it was a sudden burst of conscience from Wang Hao, or perhaps it was the truth spoken by one facing death, but he kept taking all the responsibility upon himself.

"Obsession? A fine 'obsession' indeed!" The muscles on Cheng Feng's face twitched violently. His voice, filled with boundless rage and hatred, resounded through the entire space. He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the Wang Hao before him, a chilling light flickering in his gaze.

"Stubborn and unrepentant. The fault lies in your status being too high, and in the fact that because the Green Bamboo Gang was your backing, you thought you could do whatever you wanted. That is why you could obtain the Heart-Shattering Powder and send people to my house to commit such a vicious act. Without that background, you're nothing, damn it—no, you're not even worth a dog's fart!" Cheng Feng said through gritted teeth, his voice exploding in the air like a thunderclap, making people tremble with fear.

And the Green Bamboo Gang's leadership, faced with Cheng Feng's blatant retaliation, finally understood.

Having said that, the aura around Cheng Feng surged. A powerful pressure erupted from his body, as if a force of ten thousand jun had condensed, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression. He walked slowly toward Wang Hao, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. In his eyes, there was both anger and the pleasure of revenge.

"Wang Hao, since you have confessed, you must bear the consequences. However, I, Cheng Feng, have always acted openly and honorably. Today, not only will I make you pay the price, but I will also let others know that those who offend my Hong Sect will surely be severely punished!" Cheng Feng's voice was like a sharp Sword, piercing straight into the heart.

Having said this, Cheng Feng drew the long blade at his waist without hesitation. The blade flashed with a cold light, ruthless and unfeeling. He swung it violently, and amidst the flashing blade light, a fierce blade aura instantly slashed toward Wang Hao's neck.

In the terrified gaze of everyone in the Green Bamboo Gang, a fine head soared into the sky. Blood sprayed from the neck like a fountain, splashing onto the ground and forming a pool of scarlet blood.

Having finally personally executed the man who sent people to poison his family, Cheng Feng was in a great mood: "Now, let us discuss the remaining matters of the Green Bamboo Gang. Gang Leader Peng, it is time for you to show yourself."

The survivors of the Green Bamboo Gang finally woke up. That's right, where had the Gang Leader gone? How could the Gang Leader not appear when a powerful enemy had come knocking?

Some also thought in despair: "Even a Martial Artist like the Gang Leader is likely no match for that kind of bloody and cruel attack from just now."