When Sheyan halted his steps, he was like a dam erected in the darkness of the night, trapping his enemies in place. After being blocked by him, a few hooligans who had rushed to the front stood their ground. They were all second-hand dealers who sold drugs. They were good at swindling people, but they didn't have the guts to play with their lives. However, a few brainless hooligans pushed him aside and charged forward.
Sheyan stooped down and picked up half a brick from the mud. Without even lifting his eyelids or moving his feet, he directly smashed the heads of those guys who charged up. The one with the heaviest injuries had half of his teeth knocked out, and even accidentally bit off half of his tongue. His mouth was instantly filled with blood, and his miserable screams were indistinct. From then on, his speech had turned into a mess.
At that time, he was extremely vexed at his own bad luck. If only he was a little faster, he would've been able to knock down Yan's head and obtain Huashan Fei's bonus. But later on, he realized that he wasn't just unlucky, he was extremely lucky!
The residual mud and blood on the brick mixed together, slowly dripping onto Sheyan's palm and dripping onto the ground. The icy cold rain poured down from the sky, greedily sucking away one's body temperature.
After knocking down four hoodlums with a wave of his hand, Sheyan was as calm as if he had just chased away four flies. Slowly, he said.
"Where's Huashan Fei?"
No one answered him. Seven or eight gangsters surrounded him in a fan-shaped formation. Four of them were wriggling in the mud under his feet, but they didn't have the strength to get up. However, the human wall in front of him cracked open, and two short but lean men walked in. They were wearing old camouflage military pants, and even at eight o 'clock in the evening, when the cold rain was alienating, they still wore sunglasses on their faces.
"You think you're cool just because you're wearing sunglasses?" Sheyan suddenly asked the two.
The two of them completely ignored him, they didn't expect Sheyan's next sentence to be filled with provocation.
"Cool your ass."
The two men expressionlessly stretched their hands towards their legs, and pulled out a black, slender, and sharp object from their boots. The surrounding people could easily tell that it was a specially modified military bayonet!
Previously, when Huashan Fei was consolidating Fang Cheng Gang's' market ', those' secondary retailers' definitely weren't willing to allow Huashan Fei to cut off their livelihood. As the saying goes, 'Cutting off one's livelihood is akin to killing one's parents'. Hence, a rather bloody conflict broke out. During the most crucial battle, these two veterans from Vietnam wielded their lethal weapons and stabbed 7 'red sticks' consecutively, not even sparing those who tried to escape in their cars!
According to the group of witnesses, although they couldn't see what happened to the people inside the car, just the blood gushing out from the small holes in the car wall was enough to stain the road red. One could imagine how terrifying the bloodletting ability of the bayonet was.
Afterwards, these hoodlums found out that these bayonets were purchased from the military. With regards to such a weapon, not only was it easy to stab in during a fight, the wounds weren't easy to stitch up. Furthermore, the bayonet wasn't easy to break, making it harder for the wounds to heal. The military factory even coated the bayonet with a layer of heavy metal.
Hence, the colour of the bayonet wasn't like stainless steel or tool steel, but was a shade darker than aluminum alloy. Under normal circumstances, those who could survive under such a bayonet weren't many. Needless to stab the heart, any random spot would cause massive bleeding from the arteries, internal bleeding from the abdomen, and death from the lungs. Moreover, even the skull would be pierced!
The two Vietnamese brandished their bayonets and pressed in. Under the dim street lights, the bayonet's shadow was like two venomous snakes slithering rapidly. Pressing in!
Sheyan's face was shrouded in the shadows, only his lips curled into a cold sneer.
"You dare kill me? You don't want Huashan Fei's goods anymore? "
The two Vietnamese had already made their move, bringing with them a gust of wind as they stabbed towards Sheyan. They were savage by nature, killing with every move. Yet after hearing Sheyan's words, their resolute palms couldn't help but tremble! It wasn't because of pity, but due to the allure of money. The two bayonets that were thrusting towards Sheyan's chest instantly deviated.
However, to strike in front of Sheyan, such a slight hesitation was simply asking for a beating. Sheyan extended his arm and casually clipped one of the bayonets under his armpit! Following that, his knee smashed into the chest of the Vietnamese. Kacha! The Vietnamese's sternum instantly emitted a muffled 'kacha' sound, at least 5-6 bones were fractured. The sharp bone fragments pierced into his internal organs, sending him flying half a metre into the air. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, his originally incisive gaze had already dimmed, and was now brimming with shock!
The other Vietnamese's bayonet pierced into Sheyan's other arm, but unexpectedly felt as though it had pierced into something hard and slippery, as it directly slid away! Instead, it managed to draw out a wound on Sheyan's arm. Sheyan didn't hold back, as he swung his fist over.
This Vietnamese was rather nimble. Of course, Sheyan had held back his strength, and prevented the Vietnamese from flying a dozen metres away with a single punch. Thus, the Vietnamese managed to evade his vitals, but was still struck on his shoulder by the fist! The Vietnamese instantly screamed miserably, one could distinctly observe that half of his shoulder had caved in!
Sheyan slowly swung his arm, as he searched through the muddy ground. Then, he picked up the bayonet he had snatched, and used his free hand to point at the nearest hoodlum. Then, he hooked his finger with contempt.
"Come!"
The hoodlum only felt that he was greatly insulted, but his legs were trembling non-stop. However, he wasn't stupid. He immediately took out a watermelon knife and pointed it at the three lackeys beside him and yelled, "Hey! Hey!
"Charge!"
It was reasonable to say that the slogan "Charge!" was extremely demoralizing. However, the three lackeys were also hotheads. Their blood boiled as they looked at each other. They raised the steel pipes and kitchen knives in their hands and rushed over. The big hoodlum who was provoked also followed behind. His eyes flashed with a sinister light.
At this moment, Sheyan didn't retreat, but instead accelerated towards those three lackeys. Just as he was about to make contact with them, he bent his body and lowered his centre of gravity. Those three lackeys only felt their vision becoming empty, and lost their attacking target.
Nevertheless, the steel pipes, kitchen knives and bricks of the three lackeys still followed their inertia, as they heavily smashed into Sheyan's back! At this moment, if Sheyan wanted to kill them, it would only take a flick of his finger. However, those three lackeys still had a childish air to them, and their lips were still fluffy. With one look, one could tell they were still underage youths. Sheyan couldn't help but think of Sanzi, and that they weren't necessarily evil beyond redemption. Thus, he decided to let them off. After experiencing today's cruel and bloody massacre, they should be somewhat moved.
After receiving the attacks of those three, not only was Sheyan not smashed to the ground, he effortlessly withstood them. Instead, he accelerated, and pierced through their obstructions. His bayonet thrusted out like lightning, piercing through the chest of that 'boss'!
This thrust was like piercing through tofu. The razor-sharp bayonet didn't even stain a single drop of blood, as it directly pierced through his back. The boss's expression turned sluggish. He did not feel any pain at all. He reached out with both hands to feel for the sharp bayonet that had pierced deep into his flesh. Sheyan coldly pulled out the bayonet.
Watching the bayonet's bayonet piercing into his back bit by bit, before finally being pulled out from the 'boss's' chest, the man's body seemed to have lost its support, as he heavily knelt to the ground, before collapsing limply into the muddy water.
The blood slowly dyed the muddy water red.
"F * ck … …."
That guy's body twitched in the muddy water, as he uttered out two words from his mouth … … .perhaps he was cursing Sheyan, wanting to 'f * ck you', or perhaps he was recalling his former lover named 'Jenny', or perhaps it was a brother named 'Charlie'. However, these weren't important anymore, because soon after, he twitched, breathed his last and died. Thus, the true meaning of those words was unknown to anyone else.
Sheyan was merciful towards the minors, but towards Huashan Fei's underlings, he was merciless! That bayonet could be said to leave a bloody hole with every stab! Even if it wasn't fatal, the bleeding would still leave one half dead. These hoodlums weren't part of the regular army, upon witnessing Sheyan's merciless stabbing, and emitting an eerie aura, they knew they had encountered a fugitive who didn't care for his life! Instantly, they bluntly scattered like birds and beasts. Don't be fooled by the number of hoodlums, there were simply too many who joined in the ruckus. Only a handful of underlings were left behind, and once those underlings fell, the fence-sitters would naturally disappear rapidly.
Sheyan watched as the fleeing hoodlums, before stomping down on the back of that Vietnamese whose shoulder had caved in, and tugging his hair.
"Where's Huashan Fei?"
That Vietnamese clenched his teeth tightly, as though his gums were about to bleed. He resolutely refused to utter a single word, it seemed like he had undergone anti-torture training.
Sheyan ignored him, as he nailed him into the muddy water with his bayonet. Then, he walked over to another survivor.
Before the dripping blood bayonet, that Vietnamese was in extreme pain and terror, and even confessed to his wife's hemorrhoids in full detail. Thus, the whereabouts of the black gang boss Huashan Fei was imprinted into Sheyan's mind in full detail. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes to me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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