Chapter 93: If Anyone Crosses The Line, I’ll Kill You
The crowd only saw Chen Wujun stretch his body, his two hands striking like steel whips. After Gao Fei’s forehead took a hit, red and white stuff immediately came out.
“Boss!” Gao Fei’s subordinates, who had been hesitating whether to rush up, immediately cried out in alarm.
Then the scene fell completely silent.
Gao Fei’s subordinates began instinctively squeezing backward, but the people at the very back still hadn’t figured out what happened and remained standing in place.
“Take them out! Snatch Gao Fei’s turf for me!” Chen Wujun exhaled, waving his hand.
Chen Wujun killed Li Zhijun and Gao Fei in just two moves, his ferocious might awe-inspiring. Ah Fei and the others felt their blood surging, a rush of hot blood flooding to their faces.
At this moment, with Chen Wujun’s order, Ah Fei immediately led his men surging forward.
“Chop them to death!”
“Kill!”
At this point, Gao Fei’s subordinates retreated in chaotic panic, wishing they could run faster.
Over sixty men were chased and hacked at by Ah Fei and his group.
Chen Wujun looked down at Gao Fei’s corpse, squatted down, rummaged in his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, lit it, and put it in his mouth.
As he stood up, he saw the dancer from earlier huddled in the corner, trembling all over with blood.
Several henchmen emerged from inside the dance hall, their faces bruised and swollen.
“Brother Jun.”
“Take her to get checked. Don’t let her face get ruined. After all, she earns her living with her looks and figure. If it really gets ruined, arrange some work for her so she has food to eat.”
“Since she entered my venue, she’s one of my people.”
After all, it was his subordinates who poached her, and if she got her face ruined in retaliation, arranging some work for her wasn’t hard, and it would sound good if word got out.
“Thank you, Brother Jun. Thank you, Brother Jun.” The woman quickly stood up, snot and tears streaming down her face.
Only then did Chen Wujun, cigarette in mouth, walk to Li Zhijun’s side. At this point, Li Zhijun was still hanging on with half a breath.
“You guys really have some courage… Now you’ve gone and gotten yourselves beaten to death…”
Gao Fei and Li Zhijun weren’t weak; their strength was about the same as Cun Bao and A Hao’s, but in kung fu, a fine line makes a world of difference, not to mention Chen Wujun was a cut stronger than them.
Chen Wujun expressionlessly stepped on Li Zhijun’s neck and walked forward along Long Gang Road.
All along the way, he could see Li Dong’s henchmen who had been cut down lying on the ground groaning. Seeing Chen Wujun approach, they all mustered their last breath to shrink to the sides, afraid of being kicked to death by him.
He kept walking until the end of Long Gang Road, where ahead was Prince Edward Road West.
Even the most bustling spots on Long Gang Road seemed dim, while just a few steps away outside the Walled City, Prince Edward Road West was ablaze with lights and endless traffic.
The streets there were a bit messy too, but much cleaner than inside the Walled City.
Under Chen Wujun’s feet was a lawless no-man’s-land, while just a few steps away was the realm of law.
Chen Wujun went to the convenience store, grabbed a bottle of soda, twisted off the cap with a pinch of his fingers, dragged over a stool, sat outside the convenience store drinking the soda, his gaze falling on Prince Edward Road West—that outside world was the place he yearned for.
But before that, he had to break through to Qi Refining first.
Earlier, Gao Fei had called in most of his men, including some of Li Zhijun’s.
These men were scattered. Not long after, Ah Fei and the others cleared Gao Fei’s people out of Long Gang Road and came to Chen Wujun’s side.
“Brother Jun.”
“Wait here a bit. See who comes, and tell them it was their Li Dong who crossed the line first. Now Gao Fei is beaten to death by me. Long Gang Road is mine from now on. Whoever dares come in, I’ll beat them to death.”
“Go drag Gao Fei and Li Zhijun’s corpses over.”
Ah Fei sent men to drag the two corpses over, then stood bent-waisted behind Chen Wujun: “Brother Jun, this time you killed Gao Fei and Li Zhijun, and snatched Li Dong’s turf. Li Dong won’t let it go easily. Better notify Sister Sha Jiu.”
“I’ll make a phone call.” Chen Wujun thought for a moment and said.
Before, the problem wasn’t resolved, and others came stepping in—he couldn’t very well have Sha Jiu fight back for him.
Now that he’d killed the men and even snatched the turf, this kind of thing needed to be reported to Sha Jiu.
He immediately called Sha Jiu.
“Senior Sister, just now Huo Long’s subordinate Gao Fei and Wen Long’s subordinate Li Zhijun came to sweep my venue. I beat them to death, and I also took Gao Fei’s turf.”
“Why? A dancer from his dance hall jumped ship to mine. People move to higher ground, water flows to lower. He couldn’t keep her himself—what can I do?”
“Don’t worry, whoever dares come, I’ll beat them to death…” Chen Wujun’s face was full of ferocity, his gaze sweeping left and right. By now, he had already seen Li Dong’s henchmen gathering in the distance.
As Gao Fei’s men ran back, in the nearby streets’ gambling dens, dance halls, and bars, Li Dong’s henchmen received orders, grabbed weapons, gathered on the streets, and then assembled on both sides of the Long Gang Road entrance.
Many still didn’t know what had happened and were asking around.
“Give Gao Fei and Li Zhijun’s corpses back to them!” Chen Wujun ordered.
Ah Fei immediately led men to drag Gao Fei and Li Zhijun’s corpses over and throw them in the middle between both sides.
Moments later, Li Dong’s people dragged the corpses away. After recognizing the two men, there was immediately an uproar.
A man wearing red pants and a pink shirt pushed through the crowd and came out, coldly glancing at Chen Wujun’s side before squatting down to check Gao Fei and Li Zhijun’s corpses.
“Damn, such ruthless hands!”
Then his gaze flickered uncertainly. He had learned the whole story on his way here. Even Yu Wei couldn’t kill these two in a couple of moves… That kid on the other side was even more ferocious and fierce than before.
……
“Who is that guy in the red pants?” The other party’s clothes were too eye-catching; Chen Wujun couldn’t miss him even if he tried.
“He’s Ma Wang, subordinate of Huo Long.” Ah Fei said.
Huo Long’s subordinates only had three usable men in total. Now with Gao Fei killed by Chen Wujun, only Ma Wang and Ji Jiao Qi were left.
The one in red pants was Ma Wang.
“Dressed so arrogantly—find an opportunity and beat him to death! Hang him up outside the Walled City as a traffic light!” Chen Wujun sat boldly on the stool like a golden sword, growing more displeased the more he looked at Ma Wang.
Moments later, Ah Fei’s mobile phone rang. After taking the call, he leaned close to Chen Wujun: “Brother Cun Bao and Brother Hao Ge are both gathering men.”
Hearing this, Chen Wujun stood up and walked step by step to the edge of Long Gang Road.
He drew a line on the ground with his foot, looking at Ma Wang ferociously: “Whoever crosses this line, I’ll beat to death!”
“If your henchmen cross this line, I’ll beat you to death!”
“If Ji Jiao Qi’s henchmen cross this line, I’ll beat you to death!”
“If Wen Long’s subordinates cross this line, I’ll beat you to death too!”
Hearing this, Ma Wang’s anger flared up instantly, veins bulging on his forehead—he was practically driven mad with rage.
Too infuriating.
His subordinates erupted in an uproar.
“Kid, don’t get so cocky! Believe me or not, I’ll…”
“Come on, bite me!” Ferocious light flashed in Chen Wujun’s eyes as he beckoned to Ma Wang.
If the other dared step out, he’d beat him to death right now.
“Damn!” Ma Wang’s veins bulged with rage, but he didn’t move a single step.
He wasn’t stupid; both Gao Fei and Li Zhijun had been beaten to death by Chen Wujun in a few moves. Going up himself would just mean death.
But if he didn’t respond now, what about his face?
“Hey, Brother Huo Long, that kid is too cocky. I really want to beat him to death… I got it…” Ma Wang picked up the telephone, said a few words, then coldly eyed Chen Wujun without speaking further.
Chen Wujun sneered: “Remember, if anyone dares cross the line, I’ll beat you to death and hang you outside the Walled City as a traffic light!”
With that, he turned and walked back.
Ma Wang reached out to stop his subordinates: “Wait for Brother Huo Long’s orders!”
……
“Curry, take some men to watch my arcade!”
Chen Wujun returned to the convenience store entrance and ordered.
Huo Long’s subordinates were just these two men.
Wen Long’s subordinates originally had five; one was casually killed by Sha Jiu in the previous battle, Yu Wei was beaten to death by him in the arena, and now Li Zhijun was dead too—only two were left.
Adding up both sides, there were only these four usable men.
Meanwhile, under Sha Jiu were Ji Xiang, Cun Bao, Hua Zai Rong, A Hao… and himself.
Chen Wujun was certain Wen Long and Huo Long wouldn’t dare start a fight tonight.
In the end, He Tu and Li Dong would have to sit down and talk.
Anyway, what he had swallowed, he definitely wouldn’t spit out.
What worried him most now was actually his arcade on Long Jin Street—these arcades were making money hand over fist every day.
If someone smashed them, his losses would be huge.
Chen Wujun left two men there to keep eyes on Li Dong’s people’s movements.
The others went with him to the dance hall, where they saw most of the inside had been smashed, speakers and light tubes all destroyed, and the dancers huddled to one side waiting for news.
“Bastards, my venue smashed like this—who’s gonna compensate me?” Seeing the state of the venue, Chen Wujun’s mood immediately turned irritable.
Speakers, light tubes, tables and chairs all smashed—nothing less than twenty thousand would cover it, and re-renovation meant closing down, with daily losses of money—at least another few tens of thousands gone.
The more Chen Wujun looked, the angrier he got; he really wanted to go beat Ma Wang to death right now.
Just as Chen Wujun thought, that night, both Huo Long and Wen Long mobilized batches of men, but in the end, they didn’t attack.
Chen Wujun didn’t withdraw his henchmen until one in the morning, then went back to sleep himself.
He took off his clothes for a look and saw a large swollen purple bruise on his chest—scary-looking, but just a light injury.
Chen Wujun grinned, revealing a smile; his mood was extremely good.
The effects of Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield had already shown.
If it were before, taking that hit head-on would have broken his bones.
But now it was just some bruising; with medicine, it’d heal in four or five days.
The next morning, he swung by the martial arts school, then went straight to Sha Jiu’s home.
“Come in…” Sha Jiu wore a real silk white shirt, her short hair disheveled. Opening the door and seeing it was him: “Come in.”
She said it while yawning and walking back inside.
Chen Wujun followed behind and glanced once, thinking Sha Jiu’s legs were really long.
Though Sha Jiu’s legs weren’t as thick as his, when she walked, you could see the muscles bulging line by line.
“You’re really something—last night you killed men under Huo Long and Wen Long. Those two must be furious now.”
“This time it was them stepping over, sweeping my venue. They deserved to get beaten to death.” Chen Wujun said.
“The best part is this.” Sha Jiu opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of soda and tossed it to Chen Wujun, took out a bottle of milk, opened it, tilted her head back to gulp it down, then continued:
“We’ve got the moral high ground this time. Let’s see what they say.”
“It’ll definitely be Lin Jiantong and Xin Ye talking it out again. Anyway, I’ll back you for sure—the turf definitely won’t go back to them. This time it’s their own fault.”
“Or maybe Huo Long sends someone for a gambling battle with you, but he definitely won’t dare. He has no usable men left. Wen Long has no masters under him either. In the end, they’ll have to swallow this loss.”
“But you need to be careful.” Sha Jiu warned:
“The last gambling battle was one thing, but now this happened… Huo Long and Wen Long definitely won’t let it go.”
“They won’t come after you personally—they still care about face, and they’re afraid of my retaliation. But they’ll definitely find someone to deal with you.”
