Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 81: Face to face [Subscribe]

The two people lying on the ground had their eyes wide open, and they didn't know who killed them before they died.

Jiang Cheng squatted down and reached into the pockets of both men.

I really gained something.

A key, a switchblade, two lighters, two packs of cigarettes, and four or five hundred in change.

Jiang Cheng only took the change. The cigarettes and knife took up space and would affect his actions later. If he kept them for later use, he might expose himself.

After doing all this, he hid by the gate again.

Because the two people who had just come out pushed open the door, he could see the scene inside by leaning out a little.

There were lights on in the yard, but they were not too bright. There were vendors' cars on the sides. In the middle, near the gate, an area was cleared and a table was placed there.

There were more than ten people sitting around the table, some drinking, some eating, and some drinking too much and vomiting on the table.

Four simple words to describe it: a riot of demons.

"hold on."

Jiang Cheng said in his heart.

If two of my companions go out to relieve themselves and don't come back for a long time, someone will definitely come out to look for them.

If we can kill a few more of those who are alone, it will be easier to fight them one-on-one later.

It would be better if these people drank more, and it would be best if they all drank until they passed out.

The dishes on the table had long been eaten, and glass of wine was poured one after another.

After more than ten or twenty minutes, someone finally remembered the two people who went outside to relieve themselves.

"Hey, where are Xiao Gao and the other guy?"

"It seems like they went out to relieve themselves. Those two guys must have weak kidneys. They couldn't take it after drinking just a little."

"Really? But he's been out for too long, hasn't he? Almost half an hour, right?" The man who asked the question frowned.

It can be seen that he can drink quite a lot. Although his face is red, he speaks very fluently.

"Could it be that, after pouring the water, he just lay on the ground and fell asleep?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was an immediate burst of laughter from around the table.

"Hua Zi, take two people to check it out. If he is really asleep, carry him back." Jiang Xiong looked at Fan Hua who was standing aside.

The few of them were the hosts and didn't drink much, so they were basically sober.

"Okay, Brother Xiong."

Fan Hua looked at the two people beside him, raised his head, and the two followed him towards the door.

"Three people is a bit too many."

Jiang Cheng quickly shrank back.

If he still wants to deal with those two people like before, hiding in the dark and attacking them, it will be quite difficult.

Moreover, the water stains left by the two people were not far away. When I walked over and found that they were not there, even a fool would know that something had happened.

"Since a sneak attack doesn't work, let's break through head-on."

Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, holding his breath, watching the shadow on the ground getting closer and closer.

Finally, someone walked out of the courtyard and subconsciously looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng.

In an instant, an iron rod so fast that only an afterimage was left smashed down heavily on his forehead!

"Peng!"

With a loud bang and the sound of bones breaking, Fan Hua fell straight to the ground, and the blood flowing from his head quickly spread.

The two younger brothers behind him watched this scene, and before they could figure out what was happening, they followed in the same footsteps as the former.

In just a blink of an eye, the three of them became corpses on the ground.

However, it was obviously unrealistic not to alarm the people inside with this noise.

"who!"

With a loud shout, half of the eight or nine people at the table stood up.

I watched this scene in shock and anger.

Jiang Cheng said nothing, and rushed towards the crowd with the bloodstained iron rod in hand. "How brave!"

Wei Bao was furious when he saw this, "Kill him!"

No matter how dumb he was, he knew that the two people who had gone out to relieve themselves had been killed.

If the people who went out just now were not Jiang Xiong's men, but his, it would mean that five brothers died at the hands of the other side at once.

"Kill him!"

"You bastard, you're looking for death!"

"Go together!"

All of a sudden, six or seven people rushed towards Jiang Cheng.

Some of them held wine bottles in their hands, some held machetes, and some simply moved stools.

Firstly, they were all drunk, and as the saying goes, alcohol makes cowards brave. Secondly, even if they didn't drink, how could so many of them defeat a despicable villain who could only attack from the dark?
Jiang Xiong was stunned, not quite understanding what was going on.
Soon, a man holding a machete rushed to Jiang Cheng, shouted, raised the knife in his hand, and chopped towards Jiang Cheng.

"when!"

There was a crisp crash.

Jiang Cheng did not dodge or evade. He used the stick in his left hand to knock the knife out of the opponent's hand. He twisted his wrist with his right hand, and the power of the iron stick in his hand doubled, hitting the opponent's left temple heavily.

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound.

The latter fell to his knees with a thud, and then his upper body fell to the ground, his body twitching slightly.

"Kill!"

Two more people rushed up, one of them holding a wine bottle smashed Jiang Cheng's head, and the other holding a switchblade stabbed Jiang Cheng in the chest.

Jiang Cheng swept back with both sticks and hit the two men's heads directly. The two men screamed, dropped their weapons, and were about to rub the injured parts when they were hit on the head by Jiang Cheng's sticks again and fell down tiltedly.

In the blink of an eye, three people fell down.

The few people at the back suddenly sobered up and stared, not knowing whether to go forward or retreat.

However, Jiang Cheng did not give them time to think. He rushed over quickly. If he met someone who was stunned, he knocked him down with a stick. If he met someone who was attacking, he blocked it with a stick and knocked him down with another stick. It was quick and efficient.

In a few blinks of an eye, only Wei Bao, Jiang Xiong, and a younger brother were left. This guy looked familiar and should be Jiang Xiong's man, so he didn't dare to go up to him just now.

"No, don't kill me."

Wei Bao swallowed hard and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"I, I have money. It's all in this bag. Just take it and let me go."

He took out a black briefcase from the side and put it on the table, with horror in his eyes.

This kind of expert would definitely be a top-notch expert in his own gang, but there was no reason for someone in his gang to deal with him, so this person could only be from the Iron Fist Gang, who knew that he had collected the management fee today and came to find him.

"I, I have money too. It's in the house. I can go get it. I'll give it all to you." Jiang Xiong was also scared to death, and his legs were shaking constantly.

He was used to bullying ordinary people. When had he ever seen such a big scene?

He was even more miserable in his heart. The master in front of him was most likely coming for Wei Bao next to him. He had the bad luck to invite him to dinner today, and now he was implicated. Where could he go to seek justice?

Jiang Cheng looked at the briefcase on the table.

It was indeed the one I saw this morning.

"Let me go, and everything will be yours."

As Wei Bao spoke, he looked around, looking for a way to escape.

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, but just slowly approached.

"No, no, no, don't come over here!"

Wei Bao was like a frightened bird, "I know who you are! I am different from those guys. If you kill me, it will provoke a war between the two gangs. Then your Iron Fist Gang will also have to pay the price. Aren't you just doing it for money? I'll give it to you, I'll..."

The talking stopped abruptly.

Wei Bao jumped up, grabbed an empty wine bottle, threw it at Jiang Cheng, and turned and ran towards the house.

Running towards the gate of the courtyard is tantamount to committing suicide.

Only by running into the house, locking the door, and blocking it with something, can he survive tonight!
He thought of this, and Jiang Xiong also thought of it. They stood up and ran towards the door almost at the same time.

Only the little brother was sitting there stupidly, with his mouth wide open and a dazed look on his face.

(End of this chapter)