Chapter 34: War Begins
A henchman dragged Li Dong Henchman, who was barely clinging to half a life, out of the alley and threw him in the middle.
“Boss!” That henchman’s face was a mess of blood and flesh. Seeing Wen Long, he crawled toward him.
“Send a few more people to help. There are over a dozen. Drag out the rest!” Sha Jiu tilted her head.
“There are still some inside… and two in the alley after the bend…” Chen Wujun pointed in the direction.
As one blood-soaked person after another was dragged out and thrown aside, it was visually shocking.
The scene was filled with killing intent and blood.
Both sides’ men craned their necks to look, then there was some unrest.
Even those who didn’t know Chen Wujun before now remembered this name.
Ji Xiang, Cun Bao, and A Hao were all sizing up Chen Wujun.
Although he had wiped himself clean, large patches of bloodstains still remained on his body, traces from the earlier bloody battle.
Wen Long’s face was darkly overcast, as if water could drip from it. He turned his head and said:
“Go check the dead and the living!”
Li Dong sent two people to check the corpses on the ground. Their faces kept changing. They stood up, first glaring angrily at Chen Wujun, then quickly walking to Wen Long’s side and whispering:
“Boss… only one is alive… the others are all dead. The killer was too ruthless. Many were directly stabbed in the neck.”
“Good, very good!” Rage burned in Wen Long’s eyes as he looked straight at Chen Wujun for the first time.
“Of course it’s good. You sent twelve people to ambush Jun Zai. What a spectacle. Eleven were taken out. This shows Jun Zai is capable.” Sha Jiu sneered.
Many were even more shocked. Some henchmen whispered to each other, then craned their necks to find Chen Wujun, wanting to recognize this ruthless man.
Some of Ji Xiang’s subordinates had very subtle expressions.
“We’ll settle this score later!” Wen Long said coldly.
“Take the people and go!”
“No need for later! I said before, if you dare touch him, I’ll skin you alive!” Sha Jiu grinned, showing a dangerous, ferocious smile.
“Sha Jiu, do you want war?” Wen Long said coldly.
“It’s not me who wants war. You broke the rules!” Sha Jiu bared her shark teeth. She had been waiting for this moment.
She had long wanted to break the peace between the two sides and expand her territory, but lacked a suitable opportunity.
If she broke the tacit agreement first, He Tu might not support her internally.
But now Wen Long had broken the rules first.
“And… did you think I was farting earlier?”
“Today I’ll skin you alive!”
Sha Jiu grinned ferociously: “All of you, stay!”
Ji Xiang, A Hao, Cun Bao, and the henchmen behind them all drew knives from behind their backs.
Wen Long across the way didn’t see it, but those behind could tell Sha Jiu’s group all carried knives.
Seeing this, Wen Long’s face changed drastically, and the people behind him were a bit panicked.
“Chop them for me!” Cun Bao roared and charged out with a knife in hand.
Six or seven dozen people behind Sha Jiu charged out with knives.
“Sha Jiu, you think I’m afraid of you?” Wen Long roared.
“Beat them for me!”
The henchmen behind Wen Long immediately surged forward.
The two sides collided on Long Jin Road like two distinct raging rivers.
“Kill!”
Cun Bao’s speed was extremely fast. He kicked one person flying with one foot, knocking over two or three behind, then slashed down two or three more with the knife in his hand.
A stick nearby came smashing with a whistling sound. Cun Bao blocked it with his knife, immediately feeling a great force transmitted to his hand, his palm going numb, the knife nearly knocked aside.
Cun Bao turned his head and saw a long-haired man who was 1.9 meters tall with a burly build.
“Niu Xiong!”
The two had bad blood before. Seeing this man, Cun Bao was filled with enmity. He immediately ignored the others and fought Niu Xiong.
A Hao also clashed with a New Technique master under Wen Long.
Chen Wujun watched from afar. The fight to the death on the field made his blood surge.
But he didn’t rush in.
He had no strength left.
And he didn’t dare use force with his left wrist.
Even with ointment, it would take days to heal.
He turned his head to look at Sha Jiu, only to see her eyes bright and her mouth grinning, clearly enjoying this chaotic fight to the death.
The sounds of knives and sticks clashing on the field rang out nonstop, with constant screams and cries of pain, but no one retreated.
Sha Jiu’s people came prepared, while Wen Long’s outnumbered them two to one.
People covered in blood kept falling in the field.
Chen Wujun’s gaze fell on Wen Long and several standout masters in the crowd. Wen Long stood steadily in the middle, while those masters surpassed the henchmen in strength, speed, and reaction. Ordinary henchmen couldn’t block them at all; they advanced like a hot knife through butter.
Chen Wujun estimated their magnetic field reinforcement was over 40%, Resonance Stage New Technique martial artists. Their physical quality was several times that of ordinary people, and their reaction speed was much faster.
Thus, both sides’ masters paired off in fights to the death.
Next were some New Technique martial artists. Even at just the perception level with magnetic field reinforcement under 25%, they were still stronger than ordinary henchmen in every way, let alone those over 25% in Initial Construction Stage, whose physical quality was double that of ordinary people.
These were the backbone forces.
Like Sha Jiu’s over a hundred subordinates, where the thirty-plus New Technique martial artists were the core.
Chen Wujun had been ambushed tonight by three New Technique martial artists among others, which were indeed much harder to deal with than ordinary henchmen.
But such New Technique martial artists still had to be careful in this melee, or they could be hacked to death by stray blades.
Only Resonance Stage New Technique martial artists with over 40% magnetic field reinforcement, beginning neural optimization, could navigate this melee with ease, advancing like a hot knife through butter.
“This is the value of talent! When I have my own industry and influence later, I must cultivate more masters!” Chen Wujun thought to himself while watching the melee ahead.
But seeing that even Sha Jiu’s subordinates only had Ji Xiang, Cun Bao, and A Hao as such masters showed they weren’t easy to cultivate.
Five minutes later, shouts of fighting suddenly came from both alleys. Dozens of people surged out from both alleys with knives, charging at Wen Long’s subordinates.
The leader was Hua Zai Rong.
This group stabbed in from the side like a steel knife. With Hua Zai Rong leading, they advanced like a hot knife through butter. Li Dong’s people immediately fell into chaos and began to scatter.
At that moment, Sha Jiu suddenly moved.
Sha Jiu stomped her foot, and her whole body shot into the crowd.
“Wen Long!”
Chen Wujun immediately focused entirely on Sha Jiu. He saw her charge into the crowd; any Li Dong Henchman in her path was sent flying on contact.
Sha Jiu wasn’t using Wolf Fist, but palms and elbows.
A Li Dong Henchman, eyes red with killing frenzy, swung a knife at her. Sha Jiu twisted her foot and circled behind him, then struck with a back elbow, sending him flying.
Wen Long watched Sha Jiu gnashing his teeth, eyes bloodshot.
“Sha Jiu!”
Wen Long took a fierce step forward, shattering the stone underfoot with a bang. He threw a punch at Sha Jiu with ferocious speed and power.
Just from the stance of this punch, Chen Wujun’s eyebrows jumped.
“This punch has at least a thousand pounds of force!”
Even from dozens of meters away, he could feel the power of this punch. Blocking it head-on would be impossible.
Sha Jiu twisted her body, ducking under the punch and closing in on Wen Long’s side, her hand whipping toward his chin like a steel whip.
This strike whistled like a whip, producing a crisp crack.
Wen Long leaned his upper body back, and Sha Jiu’s whip missed. But her palm followed downward, clawing toward Wen Long’s face.
Wen Long leaped back over 3 meters. The glasses on his nose were gone, and shock lingered in his eyes.
If he hadn’t retreated fast enough, Sha Jiu’s strike would have gouged out his eyeballs.
But as soon as Wen Long retreated, Sha Jiu followed, pressing step by step.
Wen Long threw punches continuously, each one explosive.
Sha Jiu slapped her palm to the side, deflecting Wen Long’s fist, spun her body behind him, and thrust a back palm at his back.
Wen Long saw Sha Jiu suddenly vanish from his sight and sensed danger. He kicked off and leaped forward, but still got grazed on the shoulder blade by the back thrust, feeling a burning pain.
“Senior Sister’s boxing method is exquisite, her footwork invisible. It looks like Mud Treading Step but differs from Wolf Fist’s Serpentine Footwork, more complex. Her form moves like a roaming dragon, striking like plucking a flower!” Chen Wujun watched from afar, entranced.
After just two exchanges with Sha Jiu, Wen Long had suffered twice and felt uneasy, not daring to continue fighting.
At this point, his subordinates were also starting to scatter.
Wen Long suddenly darted sideways, seemingly trying to flee.
“Want to run? Not that easy! I said today I’d skin you alive!” Sha Jiu sneered and chased directly after him.
Just as she was about to catch Wen Long, he suddenly planted one foot and slid back with the other, stopping abruptly. One hand swept back like a tiger’s tail.
His other hand clawed with fingers hooked toward Sha Jiu’s face.
Sha Jiu was charging at Wen Long with momentum; this claw was about to reach her face.
As she spoke, Sha Jiu leaned back sharply, her hand grabbing for Wen Long’s arm while her right leg snapped straight, kicking upward from below toward Wen Long’s throat.
This Phoenix Dives into Nest kick was silent. If it landed, it would shatter Wen Long’s throat.
Wen Long leaned back sharply to dodge the kick, his other hand clawing at Sha Jiu’s leg.
This grab would at least tear a layer of flesh from Sha Jiu’s ankle.
But Sha Jiu flipped her body backward, her other leg suddenly flying up to kick Wen Long in the abdomen. He stumbled back seven or eight steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Sha Jiu landed from a backflip, mocking: “You dare show off your three-legged-cat Tiger Fist?”
“Withdraw!” Wen Long gritted his teeth and leaped backward.
Sha Jiu wanted to pursue, but a knife flashed. Someone nearby suddenly slashed fiercely—it was one of Wen Long’s New Technique masters.
Sha Jiu shrank back sharply.
That man’s slash bought Wen Long a moment; he turned to flee.
Delayed by him, fury filled Sha Jiu’s eyes. She lunged forward behind him and chopped a palm at his neck.
This Li Dong New Technique master suddenly turned with a knife slash, but Sha Jiu twisted and spun into his embrace, her palm thrusting up to smack his chin.
The man flew upward over a meter, his neck stretched long. He hit the ground without a sound.
First, Wen Long exchanged a few moves with Sha Jiu and fled in defeat.
Then, a New Technique master roughly equal to Cun Bao and Ji Xiang, who had been unstoppable in the melee, was killed by Sha Jiu in one strike.
This strength was simply terrifying.
Sha Jiu wanted to chase Wen Long, but he had already run far.
Li Dong’s others were also scattering and fleeing.
Sha Jiu turned to look at Chen Wujun. He quickly came to her side.
“Fei Zai, Curry, take some people with Jun Zai and take down Wen Long’s few casinos.”
“Everyone else, pursue! Scatter them for me and take Wen Long’s territory!”
Brothers, I never thought I’d one day be troubled by too many updates.
During the new book period, it’s about six thousand words a day. At this rate, I won’t stay on the new book list and will drop off after 200,000 words.
Later, I have to cut the word count daily, or it’ll be off the list in less than a month.
