Chapter 246: Decapitation Operation

After secretly capturing Zhong He, Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang began to launch attacks on the high-level members of the Blood Wolf Gang.

The organizational structure of the Blood Wolf Gang was divided into the Sect Leader, Deputy Sect Leader, and five major halls, with each hall further divided into five small points. From large to small, they occupied various resources in North City such as shop protection fees, gambling dens, and flower alleys; even the transport, cleaning, and night soil collection work assigned by the government were monopolized by them.

Generally speaking, this was a quite common form of gang.

The targets of Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang were the Hall Masters and those of higher rank. At this time, his uncle had already managed to make something of himself; during the development of the Hong Sect, he had successfully become the leader of a stronghold with about thirty men under his command. However, most of these people were just ordinary citizens who only knew a little bit of fisticuffs.

Unlike other veteran strongholds that had Martial Artists sitting in command, Cheng Feng did not hesitate to assign fifty Training Camp Disciples to his uncle to act as subordinates to assist in the operation. Then, he also assigned Ba Bai and Cheng Yi to him. These disciples without Yin Cauldrons were just right for executing such tasks.

Once the Blood Wolf Gang was gradually eroded, they could directly serve as Hall Masters and leaders of the Blood Wolf Gang, which could also be considered as completing the mission indirectly.

Holding the intelligence already collected by Black Ear, Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang decided to act separately this time to increase efficiency.

As for Zhong He, he was directly wounded and bound, then sent into the Hong Sect's dungeon. After all, he was a Blood Refining Perfection expert, and Cheng Feng still wanted to observe whether he could be subdued to enhance the strength of the Hong Sect.

The streets and alleys of North City were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making them appear even more mysterious and unpredictable.

Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang parted ways, each embarking on the journey to conquer the Blood Wolf Gang. Cheng Feng was dressed in night-traveling clothes, his figure agile as he shuttled through the narrow alleys, every step exuding a killing intent that could not be underestimated.

The first place he locked onto was a small stronghold of the Blood Wolf Gang, a branch under the Fifth Hall that was responsible for collecting protection fees from shops on several nearby streets in its daily operations.

Cheng Feng calculated in his heart that solving this place silently would not only weaken the strength of the Blood Wolf Gang but also lay a good foundation of psychological warfare for the subsequent operations.

Arriving outside the stronghold, Cheng Feng did not rush to act, but instead observed the perimeter for a while. He saw several Blood Wolf Gang lackeys sitting around a fire, drinking and laughing, completely unaware of the impending crisis.

A cold sneer curled the corner of Cheng Feng's mouth. His figure flashed, and he was already behind the group. With a light flick of his fingers, several wisps of force swept past, and those lackeys instantly collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

After dealing with the perimeter, Cheng Feng silently snuck into the interior of the stronghold. The guards here were obviously much more lax than those on the perimeter. Utilizing his familiarity with the terrain, Cheng Feng easily avoided the line of sight of the patrols and headed straight for the Hall Master's room.

Inside the room, a middle-aged man was holding a woman, enjoying a moment of pleasure, completely unaware of the storm about to arrive.

"Li Batian, Hall Master of the Fifth Hall's C-point of the Blood Wolf Gang, your good days have come to an end." Cheng Feng's voice was as cold as ice. He suddenly appeared in the center of the room, scaring Li Batian so much that he rolled directly off the bed, his face as pale as paper.

"You... who are you? How dare you come to the Blood Wolf Gang to run wild!" Li Batian tried to remain calm, but his trembling voice betrayed the fear in his heart.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is that from today on, this stronghold will change hands." Before Cheng Feng's voice had even faded, he had already struck out with a palm wind. Li Batian did not even have a chance to react before he passed out.

Cheng Feng no longer took a Skin Refining Late Stage small fry like him seriously.

Cheng Feng stood on a hidden rooftop, his gaze like a torch, piercing through the night as he stared at the chaotic scene below. He pondered to himself that the operation of this night was merely the beginning; the real storm was about to sweep in.

"It is time to give the Blood Wolf Gang something even harsher." A cold smile curled the corner of Cheng Feng's mouth. His figure moved, shuttling through the night like a ghost, his target aimed directly at the other halls of the Blood Wolf Gang.

On the other side, Wei Zhuang adopted a completely different strategy. He directly challenged the Hall Master of a medium-sized stronghold of the Blood Wolf Gang, whose strength was at the Blood Refining Mid-Stage, and defeated him with the momentum of a thunderbolt in front of everyone, publicly announcing that it was for a private vendetta.

The angry gang members naturally would not let Wei Zhuang go just like that. For these Martial Artists below the Blood Refining level, Wei Zhuang killed one for every one that came, directly activating a "mowing down" mode.

He was alone, holding a Long Sword, strolling along the edges of the major strongholds of the Blood Wolf Gang; every place he passed, he left behind a scene of dead silence and despair.

His Sword Technique was even more fierce; every sword strike was accompanied by the fall of an enemy, as if he were using fresh blood to paint scrolls of death.

It was not until he slaughtered the entire main hall that he continued to rush to the next stronghold; this was also to reduce the overall strength of the Blood Wolf Gang.

The killing of Hall Masters or stronghold leaders throughout the night, and even the destruction of halls, quickly caused a huge uproar within the Blood Wolf Gang, and fear and unease began to spread among the gang members.

As time passed, the chaos within the Blood Wolf Gang intensified. The gang members were in a state of panic, and many began to consider leaving the Blood Wolf Gang to find a new way out.

After Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang achieved their goals, they hid their merits and fame, silently watching the subsequent development of the Blood Wolf Gang.

Xu Minghao naturally cooperated with some of the rabble left behind by Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang, and with the Training Camp Disciples Cheng Feng had allocated to him, he began to integrate the Blood Wolf Gang.

With the protection of Ba Bai and Cheng Yi, how could the Blood Wolf Gang, whose Blood Refining Realm Martial Artists had already been wiped out, resist Xu Minghao's integration?

Fear shrouded every disciple of the Blood Wolf Gang; no one wanted to provoke those powerful people who had come for revenge. The former clamor and ostentation seemed to have been swallowed by this invisible pressure.

Xu Minghao stood in front of the Blood Wolf Gang's assembly hall, looking at the shadowy figures below the hall, his heart filled with both determination and emotion. This was not just a reshuffling of the Blood Wolf Gang, but also a major test of his own abilities.

Following Xu Minghao's order, the Training Camp Disciples, like a well-trained pack of wolves, quickly and orderly dispersed. Following the plan formulated in advance, they infiltrated every corner of the Blood Wolf Gang one by one. Although these disciples were young, every one of them was extraordinary in skill, and coupled with their absolute obedience to Xu Minghao, their actions were exceptionally efficient.

Xu Minghao personally led an elite squad and headed straight for the Treasury Pavilion of the Blood Wolf Gang. There, not only was the wealth accumulated by the Blood Wolf Gang over many years hidden, but there were also many martial arts Secret Manuals and rare medicinal herbs; it was a treasure trove that every force dreamed of. Along the way, they encountered quite a bit of sporadic resistance, but in the face of absolute power, this resistance appeared so pale and weak.

"Remember, we did not come to plunder; we came to let the Blood Wolf Gang be reborn." Xu Minghao's low voice echoed in the team. His words seemed to have a kind of magic, making the Blood Wolf Gang disciples mixed in among them feel their blood boiling, filled with a sense of mission.

At the same time, Cheng Feng and Wei Zhuang were on a tall building in the distance, quietly observing all of this. There were no excessive expressions on their faces, but their eyes flickered with complex light. Cheng Feng said softly: "It seems we chose the right person. My uncle, he has the ability to take this over."

"It is just that this road is destined not to be smooth." Wei Zhuang took up the conversation, his gaze piercing through the night as if he could foresee the wind and rain of the future.

Within the Blood Wolf Gang, those gang members who were originally hesitant also began to gradually take sides after seeing Xu Minghao's decisiveness and efficiency.

The entire Blood Wolf Gang began to move forward according to Cheng Feng's plan.