Chapter 339: Scattered everywhere! Famous after one battle!

Jinshan City, Huanyu Bar.

Zhao Xian sat alone at the bar, shaking his wine glass.

Under the illumination of the lights, the whiskey liquid shimmered like gold.

He stared at the scenery outside the window, sipped his wine after a long while, and sighed deeply.

"Sigh..."

Once upon a time, he and the leader Su Kang would sit here drinking and talking at the end of every month.

The two of them fantasized about a beautiful future, working hard for their youthful dreams.

It was a pity that things had changed and people had passed away, leaving only him alone.

The wine he originally liked now had no taste when drunk.

Bitter, spicy, with no pleasure to speak of.

For some reason, after drinking it, the worries in his heart increased a bit more.

"Clap!"

Zhao Xian slammed the wine glass on the table and rubbed his hair.

When he looked up, the wrinkles on his forehead were vaguely deeper.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a person wearing the Liuhe Association uniform ran over hurriedly and shouted: "Boss, it's bad, the Young Master is fighting with someone!"

"If he fights, let him fight, you go and clean up the mess," Zhao Xian had no time to care about these trivial matters.

In his view, it was normal for a playboy to do some absurd things.

Anyway, there was someone to cover for him and wipe his butt.

As long as it wasn't too absurd, he could do whatever he wanted.

"I go clean up the mess?" The lackey's face turned pale immediately.

Dozens of people were fighting fiercely, blood flowing like a river, wasn't he sending himself to death if he went?

Zhao Xian saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, frowned and said: "What? You can't even handle this little thing? What are you good for?"

"No, it's not... the Young Master is fighting with people from the Mingguang Building and Donghai Hall," the lackey explained hurriedly.

"What?!" Zhao Xian stood up with a start, "Speak clearly!"

"I also happened to bump into it, the Young Master and Uncle Liang's son were fighting with people for no reason," the lackey explained.

Zhao Xian grabbed the clothes on the side and walked out while putting them on.

"Boss, we..."

"Call people!"

Zhao Xian's face was gloomy, his murderous intent exposed, like a furious lion.

"Call all the brothers of the Weiwu Hall, 'Gold Touching' is terminated!"

At this very moment, he had no time to care about the cause and process of the matter.

And even less time to care about whose bad luck it was.

Or whose territory it was that was being disturbed.

He had endured the harassment from the Donghai Hall and Mingguang Building on weekdays.

But by setting their sights on Su Yang, this battle had to be fought!

For a time, the wind and clouds surged, the sunset near evening reflected on the road through the industrial smog, steaming out a murderous aura.

Before long, a group of thugs in suits and leather shoes were ready to go, totaling more than fifty people.

They were arranged neatly on the left and right of Zhao Xian, their momentum like a rainbow.

"Where is Liu Dong?" Zhao Xian asked.

"Didn't find anyone, don't know where he went," one person shook his head and replied.

"Forget it, let's go!"

With an order, everyone immediately ran towards the scene of the incident.

The people on the street saw this and avoided them one after another, all showing looks of horror on their faces.

"Isn't today 'Gold Touching' day? Why are the people from the Liuhe Association's Weiwu Hall all gathered together?"

"Something big must have happened, let's go, follow and take a look!"

This formation aroused the curiosity of the busybodies, who hung behind at a distance.

After passing through several streets, the group finally arrived at the scene of the fight.

However, when these people who were prepared for a big fight saw the figures all over the ground with their own eyes, they were stunned.

"This is..."

People with the Donghai Hall seal branded on their chests were lying scattered on the ground, red and white things spilled all over the floor.

The misery of their end was chilling.

"Boss, that is... Eighth Hall Master Xie Wang!" one person discovered the clue with sharp eyes.

Zhao Xian followed the sound and looked, only to see Xie Wang curled up on the ground holding his chest, life or death unknown.

"Could it be that Lady Feng had already calculated that they would sneak attack?" Zhao Xian was suspicious.

He knew that Feng Yan was a spy she had planted, so it wasn't impossible to make a prediction about this.

It's just that...

He was clear about Xie Wang's methods, his combat power was not bad.

It was clearly not an easy task for Lady Feng and her subordinates to achieve this step.

Unless the number of people was several times higher than the other party.

But the Fengyun Hall had twenty people in total, comparable to the people Xie Wang brought.

Even if other halls helped, he shouldn't have heard no wind at all.

How could it be...

However, at this moment, one person trembled violently, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime: "Boss, in front..."

Zhao Xian immediately looked up, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

A hundred meters away, there were still people from the Mingguang Building lying down, and not only that, two familiar figures were standing at the end of the street at this moment.

Looking closely, he discovered that it was surprisingly Lin Yang and Su Yang!

"Could it be..." An absurd thought appeared in Zhao Xian's mind.

At this moment, the two of them were covered in blood, their faces like evil ghosts, their murderous intent so thick it almost turned into substance.

Around their feet, the ground was covered with people from the Mingguang Building.

Among them, there was no lack of Shao Li.

And his end was the most miserable, his limbs all folded into strange shapes.

The setting sun bled, the blood color of the whole street was even worse, and a pungent fishy smell went straight into the nasal cavity.

"These... were all done by the two of them?"

The two of them picked off more than forty people?

Just by relying on that stick in their hands?

Su Yang had already noticed the arrival of Zhao Xian and the others and walked over slowly.

When the distance closed, everyone was shocked to find that he was actually unscathed!

In this way, the blood on his body was all the enemy's blood?

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, people couldn't help but gasp.

How terrifying must their combat power be to achieve this step?

Even if Zhao Xian went himself, he wouldn't be able to retreat unscathed, right?

One had to know that the people raised by these two forces were by no means ordinary people.

They were all battle-hardened.

The Liuhe Association gang members hadn't been dealing with them for just one or two days, and they were very clear about their abilities.

At this very moment, looking at that blood-stained handsome face, they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

"Hall Master Zhao, you're late," Su Yang said slowly.

Listening to these indifferent and distant words, Zhao Xian took a deep breath: "The incident happened suddenly, I didn't make a response strategy, it's my dereliction of duty."

"Your dereliction of duty is not just this point, I will settle accounts with you one by one tonight," Su Yang said coldly.

As he spoke, Su Yang casually threw the bent iron rod to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"I hate the smell of blood, I'll leave the cleanup here to you."

Then the two of them walked away, leaving a majestic back for everyone.

The scene was silent, and everyone looked at them leaving with complex eyes.

At first, they thought Su Yang was just a playboy who loved ease and hated work; after all, with his status and Su Kang's wealth, one knew without thinking that he hadn't touched the spring water with his hands for twenty years.

They had discussed more than once in private what kind of playboy he would be.

It's just that they didn't expect that he would create such a big formation after returning for only half a day.

This battle record, even Su Kang couldn't achieve it when he was young.

Zhao Xian looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with both relief and bitterness,

"Brother Su, you have given birth to a good son..." ===== CHAPTER 340 =====