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Chapter 309 A dead man's eggs face the sky; an immortal man lives ten thousand years! (Please vote with monthly tickets!~)

"Set off!!!"

As Lei Meng's order was given.

The crowd surged out of the back door of the dormitory building like a floodgate opening, silently and swiftly.

It quickly disappeared into the deep, narrow alleys crisscrossing the limestone area.

The figure moved swiftly through the shadows.

Rewind to one day earlier, to the same hall.

The air was filled with the strong aroma of alcohol and braised meat.

This was a welcome banquet that Lei Meng paid for out of his own pocket.

This was to entertain all the Su brothers who had joined.

To make up for the previous inadequacy of conditions.

The atmosphere should have been lively, but after a few drinks, the conversation inevitably circled back to the gang's future and current predicament.

"Brother Meng, I'm in a hurry even though we're not brothers."

Chu Kuanglan grabbed a piece of glistening braised beef and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, his voice muffled but filled with anxiety.

"Look at us now! We have more than thirty second-tier brothers."

"Is the profit from the casino and these few run-down alleys in the Gray Rock District enough to go around?"

"The brothers followed you, Brother Meng, to eat meat to their hearts' content and share gold by the scale! Not to starve!"

He slammed the gnawed bone onto the greasy table with a loud thud, splattering oil everywhere.

Several former core members of the Green Dragon Gang standing nearby looked somewhat embarrassed and silently drank their drinks.

Lei Meng paused, his hand holding the wine glass stiffening. He forced a smile, trying to appease his tough general: "Old Chu, I understand your ambition! But the Blood Wolf Gang has the Iron Claw Society above them, a major gang in the inner city. If we mess with the Blood Wolf Gang, we'll be stirring up a hornet's nest! When the Iron Claw Society comes crashing down, will our meager resources be enough to fill their teeth?"

He spoke earnestly, with the caution honed from years of struggling at the bottom, even with a hint of heartache, "You have to eat one bite at a time. You have to take your territory one step at a time. You can't rush it, brother!"

"Iron Claw Society?"

Chu Kuanglan scoffed, then suddenly stood up, the movement so large that it knocked over the stool behind him with a loud crash.

He slammed his left foot down on the chair he had just been sitting in, looking down at Lei Meng with his large, bell-like eyes. His expression was more solemn than ever before, and his voice boomed like thunder throughout the hall:

"Let's do it!!"

The shout of "Damn!" shook the dust off the roof beams.

The shock silenced all the whispers instantly.

The shock made Lei Meng, Liu San, and the others' hearts skip a beat!
Ignoring the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chu Kuanglan slammed his large, fan-like hand onto the greasy table, causing the cups and plates to rattle: "Brother Meng! A man dies with his eggs facing the sky, or he lives a thousand years! If we keep cowering and worrying about the Iron Claw Society, our Green Dragon Gang will forever remain a worm in this quagmire of the Gray Rock District! We'll never have a chance to rise above it! Are you willing to accept that? Are the brothers willing to accept that?!"

These words were like a red-hot iron, burning deeply into the hearts of Lei Meng and Liu San.

Looking at Chu Kuanglan's arrogant and domineering posture as he stood on the chair.

Then look at the undisguised fighting spirit in the eyes of the Su family's elites around him.

Their faces burned with an indescribable sense of shame mixed with long-suppressed resentment, which suddenly surged to their heads.

Yes, how many years have we been afraid?

How many years have we been so spineless?
Is this really how it has to be for the rest of my life?

Seeing the change in their eyes, Chu Kuanglan knew the time was right, and immediately pressed his advantage, his voice like a machine gun, fast and ruthless:
"Brother Meng! Think about it carefully! Where are we? Gray Rock District! An urban village in the city! A shabby place that even dogs wouldn't want to stay in."

"Would a powerful gang like the Iron Claw Society, which wields immense influence in the inner city, risk its life for a mere watchdog like the Blood Wolf Gang? Even if they did come, how many could they possibly send? One? Two Martial Saints at most!"

He tapped his fingers hard on the table, making a loud thud, his eyes sharp as knives: "As long as we act fast and ruthlessly enough, we'll uproot the Blood Wolf Gang tonight! We'll swallow their territory and take over their manpower! While digesting them, we'll recruit more soldiers and grow stronger like a snowball! By the time those Iron Claws slowly realize what's happening..."

Chu Kuanglan suddenly spread his arms wide, making an explosive gesture, his face revealing undisguised ambition and fanaticism:
"Our territory has already expanded! Our manpower has multiplied several times over! Our strength is vastly different now! By then, will the Iron Claw Gang still fight to the death with our rising new power for the Blood Wolf Gang, which is already dead? Business! Brother Meng, all they care about is business! What does a dead dog matter as long as there are greater profits?!"

These words were like a sudden awakening.

It was like igniting a powder keg buried deep in one's heart.

Lei Meng's hand holding the wine glass trembled violently, and he didn't even notice the wine spilling out.

His previous cautious and deliberate thoughts were completely crushed by Chu Kuanglan's ambitious and rapid-forward blueprint.

Liu San was so excited that his face turned red and his breathing became heavy.

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and his eyes gleamed with the light of a hungry wolf.

It's done!

Let's take a big gamble!
This thought, like wildly growing weeds, instantly occupied Lei Meng's entire mind.

He looked at Chu Kuanglan, and at the flames ignited in the eyes of all his brothers around him. A surge of bloodlust that had been suppressed for half his life suddenly broke through the dam of reason!

"Crack-!"

Lei Meng crushed the wine glass in his hand with his bare hands.

Broken glass and wine splattered all over me.

He abruptly stood up, his weathered face now devoid of any hesitation, only a desperate, ferocious look and a reckless madness remained. From deep within his throat, he let out a beast-like growl:
"Alright! Let's do it!!!"

Let's go back to this moment.

Deep in the alley.

A silent undercurrent is brewing.

More than fifty figures, divided into nine groups, moved quickly through the alleyways that reeked of mold and urine.

There were no noisy slogans.

The only sounds were rapid, suppressed breathing and the soft pattering of feet stepping over puddles of sewage.

Choosing to act immediately after the casino's grand opening was precisely to catch the Blood Wolf Gang off guard.

They never imagined that the Green Dragon Gang, which had just opened its doors in glory, would reveal its deadly fangs while entertaining guests.

Fang Qingyu's team consisted of only six people.

Haozi, Lao Qin, Jiang Wei, Wei Banmeng, and Lao Lü, who insisted on coming despite his injury.

Their target was a medium-sized Nightingale nightclub operated by the Blood Wolves on the edge of the Grayrock District.

According to the intelligence assigned by Lei Meng.

This place is usually guarded by two second-tier martial artists and several first-tier thugs.

Their mission does not require a direct assault.

Instead, it was to tie down the garrison forces here and prevent them from returning to reinforce headquarters.

Soon, the team arrived near the target.

The Phantom Nightclub in front of me had its doors tightly shut, exuding a deathly stillness even in broad daylight.

The surrounding area consisted of several snack shops, a general store, and a car repair stall, where a few ordinary residents were lazily sunbathing or doing their jobs.

"Qingzi, how do we do it?"

Qi Hao asked in a low voice.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the nightclub's tightly closed doors and narrow windows on both sides, then landed on the unsuspecting ordinary residents. He frowned slightly: "Evacuate the people around here first. The Blood Wolf Gang has a habit of using ordinary people as shields or retaliating afterward."

The crowd nodded and immediately dispersed in silence.

Qi Hao and Lao Qin walked towards the snack shops and general stores.

Qi Hao knocked on the door of a steamed bun shop, and inside was an old woman with gray hair.

Faced with the sudden appearance of unfamiliar faces and Qi Hao's whispered explanation, "The Azure Dragon Gang is on business, please leave temporarily."

A flicker of fear first flashed in the old woman's cloudy eyes.

It then transformed into a numb compliance, even tinged with a subtle sense of pleasure.

She nodded silently, and shakily began to tidy up the few worthless steamers on the stall, muttering, "What a disgrace... they should have been punished long ago."

Old Qin was even more direct. He made a gesture to the owner of the car repair stall, making a throat-slitting motion, and then pointed in the direction of the nightclub.

The burly mechanic's expression changed. Without saying a word, he immediately dropped his wrench, called to a few onlookers, and pushed his toolbox into the depths of the alley.

Wei Banmeng and Jiang Wei were responsible for the other side.

Jiang Wei simply stood quietly in front of a general store, her clear yet inhuman red eyes calmly looking at the shop owner who was peeking inside.

The shop owner met her gaze and inexplicably shivered, as if he had been stared at by some prehistoric beast. His face turned pale and he shrank back. Then, a flurry of tidying sounds came from inside.

The whole process was fast and efficient.

These ordinary people living at the bottom of the limestone district have long been accustomed to the infighting between gangs.

They had no goodwill towards the Blood Wolf Gang and had even suffered greatly at their hands.

Although the Green Dragon Gang's reputation wasn't much better, it was already a rare act of kindness to notify them in advance to avoid trouble.

No one would be foolish enough to inform the Blood Wolf Gang.

All I wanted was to get away from this impending battlefield as quickly as possible.

Within minutes, the area within dozens of meters of the nightclub became deathly silent, with only sunlight and dust floating on the empty street.

the other side.
Blood Wolf Gang Headquarters.

The top floor of that thirteen-story building, a landmark in the limestone district.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the one-eyed wolf king Biao's only remaining eye was staring intently at the chaotic scene on the street below.

The ordinary people who usually worked in the Blood Wolf Gang's businesses, living in fear and trembling, were now like ants whose nest had been disturbed, swarming out of the building's various exits in terror and scattering in all directions.

Several streets leading to this location in the distance appeared to be bustling with people.

"Waste! A bunch of waste!!"

Wang Biao whirled around, veins bulging on his forehead like earthworms, his single remaining eye blazing with furious fire, almost burning the few leaders standing silently before him to ashes.

He grabbed a metal ashtray from the desk.

It slammed hard onto the smooth floor, making a piercing cracking sound.

"Someone tell me! The Azure Dragon Gang! Where did all these second-tier experts come from?! Huh?!"

He roared like a wounded wolf, spitting all over the face of the leader at the front, "They raided the casino! I told you guys to keep a close eye on them! What the hell were you watching? You came back a bunch of useless idiots reporting that they recruited a few new people?! A few?! That's dozens! Dozens of Tier 2!! Are your eyes on your ass?!"

An immense sense of fear and absurdity, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around the heart of every Blood Wolf Gang member present.

They did know that the Green Dragon Gang had recently sent quite a few people.

But who could have imagined? Who could have imagined that the quality of these newcomers would be so unbelievably high?!
Dozens of second-tier experts willingly joined the Green Dragon Gang, a lousy gang in the Gray Rock District?

It's like a flock of phoenixes flying into a chicken coop.

This completely exceeded their understanding of the bottom line.

"What are you all standing there for?! Are you waiting to die?!"

Looking at the terrified and bewildered faces of his incompetent subordinates, Wang Biao was so angry he almost vomited blood. He pointed sharply at one of his trusted confidants in charge of communications, "You! Immediately! Right now! Call Manager Zhang of the Iron Claw Gang! Tell them the Green Dragon Gang has gone mad! They've come out in full force to attack us! Tell them to send men immediately! Immediately!! Tell them that if we're finished, their source of income in the Gray Rock District will be completely cut off! Call them now!!"

The confidant seemed to wake from a dream, scrambling to the telephone and dialing with trembling fingers.

Wang Biao's chest heaved violently as he forcefully suppressed his surging anger and fear. His bloodshot one eye swept over the remaining men, and he spoke at a rapid pace, like a machine gun: "Ah Kun! You take your men and hold both stairwells! Ah Gui! Take all the remaining brothers and spread out to the fourth, seventh, and ninth floors. Grind them down floor by floor! Buy time! Wait for the Iron Claw Gang's reinforcements! Did you all understand?!"

"Yes, Brother Biao!"

The people who were called upon immediately responded and hurriedly led their subordinates out of the office.

The office was instantly emptied of most of its space.

Only Wang Biao and a burly man with a calm demeanor and a scar on his face remained.

The deputy leader of the Blood Wolf Gang.

Scar Wolf is also at the initial stage of Martial Saint.

"Scarface!" Wang Biao lowered his voice, speaking rapidly, a final glint of madness flashing in his eyes, "Headquarters is in trouble! Relying on Iron Claw won't be enough! The only chance to turn things around now is to find a way to bring over people from Phantom's side!"

"They have people over there, and they're quite strong! As long as they can get back in time and work together from the inside, they might be able to surround and wipe out that bastard Lei Meng!"

Scarface's eyes narrowed, clearly aware of the complexities behind the Phantom Nightclub, and he immediately nodded: "Understood! Brother Biao!"

"you!"

Wang Biao slammed his hand on Scarface's shoulder, his one eye flashing with a desperate ruthlessness. "Hold this rooftop! Hold it until you drop dead! Buy me some time! I'll personally go to Phantom to get reinforcements!"

"Yes!"

Scarface suddenly straightened up, his scarred face twitching, revealing a ferocious look of a desperado. "Don't worry, Brother Biao! The building is as good as yours!"

Without further ado, Wang Biao abruptly pulled open the door to an inconspicuous storage room on the side of the office.

Hidden inside is an elevator that leads directly to the underground parking garage.

He slipped inside, and the elevator doors closed quickly.

Downstairs from the Blood Wolf Gang headquarters.

The streets, which had been chaotic and noisy due to the fleeing crowd, were now shrouded in an even more desolate silence.

The last few panicked civilians scrambled and disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Lei Meng, Su Qiang, Chu Kuanglan, Su Wanqing, Lu Jiuyuan, Lin Yu, Qi Feng.
The Green Dragon Gang's top fighters lined up in front of the building's main entrance.

Looking at the building before him, which symbolized the core of the Blood Wolf Gang's power, Lei Meng felt an unprecedented surge of pride.

He suddenly drew the thick-backed broadsword from his back. The gleaming blade flashed a blinding light in the gray sky.

It pointed directly at the building's tightly closed glass revolving door!
"Brothers—" Lei Meng's roar was like a tiger's howl, instantly tearing apart the deathly silence!

"Charge!!! Take down the Blood Wolf Gang—!!!"

"kill--!!!"

The roar was deafening.

Behind him, dozens of second-tier elites, like tigers released from their cages, crashed into the building with a raging surge of blood and qi.

The tempered glass revolving door shattered like a fragile eggshell under the impact of several powerful forces.

Glistening fragments scattered like a torrential rain!

Lei Meng took the lead, his burly body smashing through the shards of glass as he was the first to rush into the lobby.

Su Qiang followed closely, his powerful aura as a mid-stage Martial Saint suddenly erupting.

Instantly, they locked onto the Blood Wolf Gang thugs who were panicking and pouring out from every corner of the lobby!

The reinforced glass shattered instantly like paper before the Martial Saint's immense strength.

The shimmering fragments exploded like fireworks of death under the moonlight.

A bloody battle took place at headquarters.

The event has officially begun!

Almost at the same moment.

On the edge of the limestone district, in the shadows of the back alley of the Nightingale nightclub.

Like night birds returning to their nests, Qi Hao and his two companions silently glided back to Fang Qingyu's side.

"Qingzi, it's all settled. Seven or eight households upstairs and downstairs, as well as two old men who were minding the shop, have all been asked to leave."

Qi Hao reported in a low voice, his breathing steady.

Fang Qingyu nodded.

My gaze returned to the tightly closed door of the nightclub.

The nightclub's neon sign was still flashing.

Without further hesitation, Fang Qingyu lifted his foot and took a step.

In just a few steps, I had crossed the dirty ground of the back alley and stood in front of the nightclub's tightly closed doors.

Jiang Wei and Wei Banmeng followed closely behind, their breaths silently locking onto the path ahead.

Qi Hao, Lao Qin, and Lao Lü spread out in tacit agreement, keeping watch for any movement on their sides and behind them.

Just as Fang Qingyu was three steps away from the gate.

In an inconspicuous corner above the gate, a surveillance camera disguised as a decoration suddenly lit up with a faint red light.

Immediately afterwards, a voice rang out abruptly in the quiet back alley:
"Warning! Private area, outside of business hours! Stop approaching immediately! Otherwise, you will face the consequences!"

The word "arrogance" still echoed in the air.

Fang Qingyu's right foot slammed hard into the seemingly sturdy solid wood door.

boom.
Snap! Boom!

The dull thud was like the roar of heavy artillery.

The entire door, along with its sturdy frame, shattered instantly under Fang Qingyu's feet, which contained terrifying power, like building blocks struck by a giant hammer.

Broken wood chips and metal components rained down into the deep darkness inside.

A stream of air mixed with cheap perfume, alcohol, and tobacco suddenly poured out from the broken doorway, blowing the hair on Fang Qingyu's forehead.

"Walk."

The five people behind him followed silently, their steps steady.

The door is open.

It was pitch black inside, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. There were no panicked screams or thugs rushing out as expected, only deathly silence and suffocating darkness.

"Something's wrong."

Lu Chen frowned and said in a low voice.

Old Qin also gripped his weapon tightly, scanning his surroundings warily.

It's normal for the store to be closed during the day, but there wasn't even anyone cleaning or watching over the place; it was eerily quiet.

"Go in and have a look."

Fang Qingyu's voice was calm and composed.

"Damn it, where are they? Are they all dead?"

Old Qin couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, the sound standing out starkly in the deathly silent hall.

The moment his words fell.

"Who goes there?! How dare you trespass here?!"

A low growl, barely containing suppressed rage, suddenly rang out from the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, four figures emerged from the darkness like ghosts, swiftly blocking the stairwell and cutting off the only way up.

Fang Qingyu's gaze instantly locked onto the four people, his brows furrowing slightly.

wrong
The information is wrong.

Four second-order digits!?
Qi Hao immediately felt the immense pressure emanating from the other party, but still followed procedure, stepping forward and shouting in a deep voice, "The Azure Dragon Gang is handling this! The Blood Wolf Gang's territory is now under our control! Surrender now, lay down your weapons, and you may live! Otherwise..."

"The Azure Dragon Gang? The Blood Wolf Gang?"

The man at the head of the group, with a shallow scar on his face, seemed to have heard an extremely absurd joke. A mocking and cruel smile appeared on his lips as he looked at Fang Qingyu and his group of six with eyes that seemed to regard them as if they were already dead.

"You ignorant fools! You have no idea where you are! You dare to cause trouble? You're all dead!"

"Do it!"

Another short, stocky second-tier martial artist let out a low growl, his eyes flashing with ferocity.

The four men clearly didn't take the Green Dragon Gang seriously at all, and showed no intention of negotiating or surrendering whatsoever.

Almost as soon as the short, stocky martial artist finished speaking, they pounced like four poisoned arrows released from a bow, carrying a sharp gust of wind.

The two attacked Fang Qingyu, who was standing at the front, while the other two rushed towards Jiang Wei and Wei Banmeng, whose auras seemed to be slightly weaker.

Fast! Ruthless! Perfect teamwork!

They were aiming for a fatal blow.

However, Fang Qingyu was faster than them.

Just as the opponent lunged forward, Fang Qingyu's figure vanished from the spot as if by teleportation.

The next instant, Fang Qingyu appeared in front of the two second-tier martial artists who were rushing towards him.

The man on the left held a poisoned dagger that gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light, and thrust it toward Fang Qingyu's throat.

The man on the right had a pair of fists adorned with steel brass knuckles, which, with a dull whistling sound, aimed directly at Fang Qingyu's temple.

These are all deadly moves.

Fang Qingyu's eyes remained calm and expressionless.

His left hand shot out with lightning speed, fingers spread wide, precisely meeting the incoming poisoned dagger.

"court death!"

A sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the dagger-wielding warrior, as if he could already see the scene of his opponent's hand being pierced.

however!
"Ding--!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding metallic snapping sound rang out.

The moment Fang Qingyu's left hand touched the blade of the dagger, he not only firmly grasped it, but also forcefully snapped the steel dagger in half.

The broken half of the dagger flew backward with a shrill whistle and embedded itself deeply in the wall next to it.

The warrior's sinister smile froze instantly, turning into utter horror.

The sharp pain from his hand made him instinctively want to let go and pull back.

But it's too late!
Fang Qingyu raised his right hand almost at the same time.

The movement appeared casual, yet it struck first despite being behind, precisely meeting the steel fist coming from the right.

With fingers spread out, like an iron hoop, gently clench.

"Crack——!"

A chilling sound of bones cracking rang out clearly in the deathly silent hall.

The fist adorned with steel brass knuckles, along with the wrist bone beneath it, was instantly crushed and deformed like fragile rotten wood under Fang Qingyu's seemingly casual grip!
"Uhhh-!!!"

The heart-wrenching screams were cut off as soon as they escaped the throat.

Fang Qingyu's right hand, which had crushed his fist, darted forward and swiftly gripped his throat, pressing down lightly with his thumb!
Click!

The sound of a broken throat bone is faint yet deadly.

The pain and horror in the martial artist's eyes froze for a moment before his body went limp and collapsed.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

From the moment Fang Qingyu disappeared to the moment he crushed the dagger, his fist, and his throat, the entire process was so fast that the other two martial artists who were rushing towards Jiang Wei and Wei Banmeng had only just gotten halfway there.

The martial artist who lunged at Jiang Wei only saw a flash of red before his eyes.

A wave of scorching heat rushed towards me.

Before he could even see how the other person moved, a hand wreathed in faint white flames had already gently pressed against his chest.

"puff!"

The martial artist's body stiffened abruptly, as if all his bones had been removed, and his eyes instantly became unfocused.

A charred handprint is clearly visible on his chest.

But not a drop of blood flowed out.

The man fell straight backward.

the last one.

Wei Banmeng moved slightly, and a chilling, icy blue aura silently spread, instantly enveloping one of them.

The man froze abruptly, his blood seemingly frozen.

White frost quickly formed on his skin, his face showed extreme terror, and his body stiffened uncontrollably in place.

Between the lightning and flint.

The four formidable second-tier experts couldn't even last three seconds.

One person's fist was shattered and he was knocked unconscious; another person's tiger's mouth was cracked and his weapon was destroyed; another person was frozen and unable to move; and another person was killed instantly by a single palm strike.

The battle ended so quickly and so thoroughly.

Qi Hao and Lao Qin had only pulled out half of their weapons.

Lu Chen hadn't even found an opportunity to make a move.

Fang Qingyu released his grip on the broken fist, letting the screaming attacker collapse to the ground like a rag doll.

He walked up to the man with the buzz cut whose weapon he had crushed and whose tiger's mouth was torn open.

Despite the excruciating pain, the man's face still bore an almost twisted cruelty and madness, showing no fear whatsoever.

"You just said this place belongs to whom?"

Fang Qingyu's voice was calm and even, as if he were asking for directions.

"Ho ho."

The man with the buzz cut endured the excruciating pain, letting out a strange laugh. His eyes were fixed on Fang Qingyu, filled with resentment and mockery. "You don't need to know. You dared to ruin this place. You're dead! Nobody can save you. Ugh!"

Fang Qingyu did not give him a chance to continue.

His left hand shot out like lightning, precisely gripping his throat and twisting it gently.

"Click."

The crisp sound of the neck bone breaking was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent hall.

The madness and mockery in the buzz-cut man's eyes froze instantly, then turned to ashes.

"Looks like this really isn't Blood Wolf Gang territory."

Qi Hao looked at the corpse on the ground, clicked his tongue, and said with a hint of curiosity, "Could it be that we accidentally stirred up a hornet's nest of some powerful force? This skill, this behavior, doesn't seem like an ordinary gang."

Fang Qingyu shook off non-existent bloodstains from his hands.

Looking up at the staircase leading upstairs, a slow smile curved his lips.
"Isn't that just perfect?"

He lifted his foot and stepped onto the stairs without hesitation.

"It saves Lao Chu from having to urge Lei Meng and the others to improve every day."

(End of this chapter)