Facing Sheyan's heavy fist, the Japanese immediately felt an indescribable force pressing down on him. He couldn't hold onto his dagger anymore as it bent and flew out of his hand. His right hand was bleeding profusely.
Not only that, Sheyan's fist didn't lose its momentum, bringing along an indescribable ferocious wind as it smashed towards him. The Japanese man seemed to have undergone formal combat training. He folded his arms and crossed his elbows in front of his body, forming a perfect defensive posture.
But it was useless.
Not a single bit of use.
Sheyan's strength was 4 times that of an ordinary person. To him, it was like fate, undefeatable and unblockable! So what if he was in a defensive stance? The force behind the punch sent him flying four to five meters away. His head hit the wall behind him with a "Dong" sound, leaving a large red and white mark on the wall. Then, his eyes widened as he slowly slid down! Even if he wasn't dead, he would be half crippled!
After punching out, Sheyan didn't even bother to check if that person was dead or alive. His legs slightly crossed as he blocked the door of the power distribution room. He looked at the remaining stupefied person and asked.
"Do you want to live or die?"
The remaining person was completely stunned, swallowing his saliva with difficulty.
"Are you from the Four Seas Sect or the Heavenly Dao Union? Opposing our United Bamboo Sect, only death awaits you! "
Sheyan ignored him, calmly asking.
"Do you know where Crab lives?"
"Crab?" The person was stunned.
Sheyan calmly replied.
"30 plus years old, triangular eyes, broken eyebrows, thin lips, everyone looks like they owe someone money."
"I know, I know, it's at the end of the corridor."
The person hurriedly replied.
Sheyan nodded, not intending to tangle with him, he casually knocked him unconscious and strode towards the end of the corridor. But when he reached the end of the corridor, a cold voice sounded from behind.
"Halt, if you don't want your head to explode."
Sheyan frowned and turned his head slightly. He saw a middle-aged man standing behind him, aiming a pistol with a silencer at him. Moreover, the middle-aged man's hand that was holding the gun was quite stable, as if the handle of the gun was embedded in his palm. There was a kind of coldness that came from seeing blood and killing people.
At this moment, Sheyan truly felt that the United Bamboo gang was like a haunting ghost. He only wanted to ask for directions, why did he have to stir up so much trouble? Moreover, it was fine if he was alone, but if he rescued Sanzi later, he would really have to hold back! Killing one was murder, but killing ten wasn't murder? Then, he might as well get rid of all the hidden dangers and get things done once and for all. Only then would he be able to save people cleanly.
Thinking of this, Sheyan's eyes flashed with a trace of blood as he obeyed and stopped.
"Put your hands on your head and squat down against the wall."
The spear-wielding middle-aged man slowly said.
Sheyan remained expressionless and did as he was told. Then, someone came up to him and searched him. When they found that Sheyan was not carrying any weapons, they left. Then someone shouted angrily at the entrance.
"Matsushita Kun and Stone have been killed!"
Actually, Sheyan had only killed Matsushita Kun, the Taiwanese Ngstone had been knocked unconscious. Presumably, that person had first seen Matsushita Kun's miserable state, and thus had a preconceived impression of him. Thus, when he saw Ngstone not moving, he instantly assumed that he was dead. After hearing that, the middle-aged man didn't say anything else. He looked like a person who was used to seeing life and death. His face was as calm as an ancient well, as he pointed his gun at Sheyan.
"Go in."
Sheyan also had the same idea. If he were to kill someone in a public corridor, it would cause too much of a commotion and attract the attention of the police. That would be too troublesome. He guessed that the United Bamboo gang had the same thought. Both sides hit it off, Sheyan cooperatively followed them into the corridor. After turning right, they entered a room.
The room was relatively large, at least 300 square metres. The furniture was plastered to the walls, leaving a large space in the middle. It looked like a training ground in a dojo, giving off a spacious and bright feeling.
The wooden flooring in the middle of the room was smooth and sturdy, it was wiped extremely clean. One could even faintly see one's reflection, stepping on it was slightly elastic. At the far end of the wall facing the door, a person dressed in a snow white kimono sat with his back facing the door. He seemed to be admiring a painting on the wall. Behind him was an exquisite weapon rack, and on the rack was an ancient looking katana. Worth mentioning was that the lady who was' harassed 'by Sheyan had already changed into a kimono. She was currently bending over to pour tea, as though all her attention was focused on pouring tea, completely unaffected by the previous incident.
There were a few people kneeling inside the room. They were also wearing black suits, white socks and leather shoes. Sheyan could smell a stench, obviously they had Hong Kong feet. One of them was a 40 year old middle-aged man who looked rather dignified. He spoke to the man who pointed the gun at Sheyan.
"Juan, what's going on?"
Juan replied unhurriedly, "That's right.
"Chairman, this person killed Matsushita Kun and Ngstone. I suspect he's a spy sent by another society after hearing about our gathering."
At present, Sheyan watched as the last person entered the room, and the door behind him was shut. His heart instantly calmed down. His expression instantly turned gloomy, as though nothing had happened, he twisted his neck and cracked his fingers to warm up. Juan's pupils contracted, as he furiously roared.
"I told you not to move! This is your final warning! "
Sheyan calmly replied.
"I'll also give you a final warning. Anyone who wishes to kill me will only have one outcome, and that is death."
Hearing Sheyan's words, everyone showed a look of ridicule. Only the Japanese man in a snow-white kimono, who was sitting on the platform with his back facing them, remained indifferent. He seemed to be completely immersed in the calligraphy and painting. He even touched the painting with his fingers, looking quite intoxicated.
"Oh! So fierce? Little idiot. "Juan ridiculed." I want to kill you right now, I want to see how I die. "
As his words faded, Sheyan abruptly lowered his body and pounced forward like an incomparably ferocious beast! Without hesitation, Juan pulled the trigger. The muzzle with a silencer emitted wisps of white smoke, and one could even hear the sound of the bullet piercing into flesh, as blood splattered out. However, the man in front of him didn't collapse, but had already pounced in front of him, raising his head! His eyes were filled with contempt and madness as he stared over.
"Why isn't he dead yet?" Juan couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind. His instinctive reaction was to shout for help.
But at this moment, Sheyan had already delivered an uppercut to his chin!
His ability to speak, was completely stifled!
This punch directly sent Juan flying half a meter off the ground. In the air, he performed a strange backward somersault, and then fell down from the sky! One must understand, Juan was a middle-aged man with a tall and sturdy build, his height was close to 190 cm. He looked extremely fierce and capable, and was at least close to 90 kg. With a single punch, Sheyan had sent him flying nearly half a metre into the air. The ferocious strength contained within his fist had completely exceeded everyone's imagination.
Half a chunk of mangled flesh flew out from the air. It turned out that when Sheyan punched out, Juan was about to call for help, but under the impact of the tremendous force, not only was his lower jaw instantly shattered, even his tongue was bitten off. Viscous saliva mixed with blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. His brain suffered a huge concussion, and his eyes rolled back into his head as he fainted. Even if he did not gasp for air, he would still suffer from a severe concussion!
However, while Sheyan was making trouble, the people beside him were definitely not dead. They were the elites of the United Bamboo gang, to be able to be escorted by their 'chairman', they naturally had exceptional skills. They immediately pulled out their guns, aimed and fired. Their actions were done in a single breath, not at all inferior to a professional soldier.
But if Sheyan was a newbie who had just entered the realm, he would probably be at a loss. But now, he had experienced life and death situations in the realm, and had experienced dozens of battles, how could he still be in a daze? Before he unleashed that uppercut, he had already thought of a contingency plan.
After sending Juan flying, he immediately charged forward, his fist smashing into the nearest gunner's chest. He then pulled him towards himself, directly using this unlucky guy as a meat shield!
"Chi chi chi chi" Silenced gunshots rang out incessantly. Blood splattered everywhere, even the surrounding wooden screens were riddled with holes. Most of the bullets didn't hit their intended target, instead Sheyan managed to land a hit on the chest. That unlucky guy was already struggling at death's door, after being hit by a few bullets, he instantly collapsed and died on the spot.
Sheyan pushed the corpse towards a gunman at the side. Once he was within 3 metres of the gunman, he flashed out like a ghost. With a fierce sweep of his elbow, the gunman was sent flying into the air, spinning 470 degrees before crashing into the ground.
In the next few seconds, the beast-like Sheyan rampaged left and right within the hall. Although he was shot three times consecutively, the 20 points of damage from each shot was negligible to him. However, the person who shot him would probably never be able to stand up again in this lifetime. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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