Fanatic!

Chapter 119 Four Hammers Turned Him into a Dead Dog
"The villa inside has four floors, including the basement. There's a large living room and a bodyguard's room on the first floor, a small living room on the second floor, and the bedrooms are on the third floor..." Chen Zhonghong described the situation inside and even drew a floor plan of the villa on the ground.

After all, he had already betrayed Nguyen Minh Kim, so if he was going to betray, he might as well do it thoroughly.

If Nguyen Minh Kim doesn't die, he will die a horrible death.

"In addition, there is a small dock by the river in the courtyard, and there is a speedboat on the river."

Looking at the terrain drawn by Chen Zhonghong, Chen Wujun believed that Chen Zhonghong had genuinely betrayed Nguyen Minh Kim.

“As long as Ruan Mingjin lives, you’ll always be suppressed. Only when he dies can you become a big shot. You’re fighting for your own future,” Chen Wujun said meaningfully.

This Chen Zhonghong is rebellious; he actually placed people around Nguyen Minh Kim, which certainly couldn't have been done in a short time.

His words truly struck a chord with Chen Zhonghong.

Chen Zhonghong's expression changed slightly.

However, although he has a rebellious streak, he is also aware of his own limitations.

Now that Chen Jinyong is a cripple, he and Ruan Fuxiong will inevitably fall out after this incident.

With Nguyen Minh Kim dead, he simply couldn't handle the situation.

The best outcome would be for them to lead the Pingchuan Gang to join Nanjin.

"Fa-zai, keep an eye on him!" Chen Wujun instructed Fa-zai to keep an eye on Chen Zhonghong.

After giving his instructions, Chen Wujun leaped up the two-meter-high wall and squatted there like a big cat. He quickly surveyed the courtyard, even seeing which windows had people in them.

Then it disappears from the wall with a quick swipe.

Despite his large size, he landed silently, displaying an agility and lightness that seemed disproportionate to his size.

Curry and the others reached out and easily climbed over the wall.

After landing, Chen Wujun covered more than ten meters in a single step, and in no time he arrived next to the main building of the villa. He looked up at the window on the second floor.

He had only glanced at it when he saw someone sitting on the sofa in the room on the second-floor balcony, still wearing pajamas; it must be Ruan Mingjin.

'Ruan Mingjin's strength is at the Harmony stage, but we'll only know for sure after the fight.' Chen Wujun felt a sense of anticipation.

He had only fought two masters of the Harmony Phase before, one of whom was Harris. The difference in strength between them was too great. He relied on the terrain to restrict his opponent and had to use a lot of tricks to kill him.

Even with grease applied to the iron stakes, his life hung by a thread when he fought Harris; one wrong move and he would die at his hands.

This shows just how formidable Harris is.

Ruan Wenshan was much weaker than Harris, and he could easily kill him in a one-on-one fight.

I wonder how strong Nguyen Minh Kim is.

Chen Wujun leaped up to the second-floor balcony like a big cat.

At that moment, Nguyen Minh Kim was on the sofa, and a woman was lying on his knees, bobbing up and down.

The instant Chen Wujun landed on the balcony, Ruan Mingjin suddenly kicked the woman aside and looked towards the balcony.

A young man with a tortoise-shell and crane-like shape was seen straightening up on the balcony.

"Huayan people?" Ruan Mingjin's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He stood up, tightened his robe, and his face was ashen.

My mind raced. Who was this person?

Were they that group of Huayan people?

The tortoise-shell and crane-shaped back should be in Fei Nan's own information; it belongs to Chen Wujun, a master under Shark Nine.

But why did he find me? And so quickly?

I arrived this afternoon, and found myself in the middle of the night.

Or is this actually a trap?

Nguyen Minh Kim's mind raced, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Hearing the sound, the henchmen downstairs quickly ran up to the second floor, and hurried footsteps echoed from the stairs.

“Ruan Mingjin!” Chen Wujun pushed open the balcony door and walked in. Seeing the white patches on the other person’s face, he knew he had found the right person.

Nguyen Minh Kim suddenly darted to the side, where there was a knife on the wall.

Having a knife in hand and not having a knife in hand are two completely different things.

However, he suddenly noticed something in the other person's hand, and a chill ran through him. He immediately sensed danger and stopped abruptly.

boom!
A bullet flew past him.

If he hadn't stopped, that shot would have been enough to put a hole in him.

Although Chen Wujun wasn't very skilled with a gun, he had extremely strong control over his body and could still hit exactly where he pointed.

Bang bang bang!
Chen Wujun fired several shots, but Ruan Minh Kim kept changing his position and missed every single one.

He dodged the gun the instant it was pointed at him.

Chen Wujun took a deep breath, channeled his vital energy, and his body instantly expanded. He threw down his gun, stomped his feet, and leaped across several meters of space to pounce on Ruan Mingjin.

With both hands clasped forward, aiming straight for the center line, a gust of wind rushed towards him, even blasting the air apart.

It's like having a cannon pointed at your face and firing.

When Nguyen Minh Kim saw this hammer blow, his pupils contracted and his breath hitched.

'What a powerful cannon hammer!'

As soon as Chen Wujun made his move, Ruan Mingjin knew that he was facing a master. He moved like a big cat and darted toward the knife hanging on the wall, trying to take it.

However, Chen Wujun followed closely behind Ruan Mingjin with his cannon hammers, and if Ruan Mingjin hesitated for even a moment, the cannon hammers would hit him in the chest.

Seeing that he had no chance to take out the knife, Nguyen Minh Kim spread his fingers and popped them out of the air with a crackling sound.

He spread his arms wide and raised them high, then chopped down like a giant axe.

It is precisely the Tiger-Style Chopping Force.

In particular, his five fingers were as hard as steel, and when he used a chopping force, he could even crush a person's skull.

The blow landed directly on Chen Wujun's fists, causing a loud crash to erupt from the villa.

Both men were jolted, the floor tiles beneath their feet shattering and scattering fragments like bullets. Both felt the immense power of the other. 'What a fierce tiger-style chopping force! Even with my Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield, my hands are still aching from the blow.' Chen Wujun grinned, feeling a surge of fighting spirit rising from the depths of his heart.

'Let's see if your tiger-shaped chopping force is more powerful, or my cannon hammer!'

Ruan Mingjin felt as if he had grabbed a steel plate, scratching several white lines on the other person's skin: "This is the Huayan people's external martial arts!"

Ruan Mingjin thought to himself, and then his hands were about to strike again, but in a flash, Chen Wujun's fists swung downwards, drawing an arc and striking out at an even faster speed.

"What kind of kung fu is this? Oh no!" Ruan Mingjin's heart pounded wildly, and he pushed off with his feet, leaping backward at an even faster speed.

boom!
Ruan Mingjin slammed his body against the wall, his hands striking Chen Wujun's fist with a powerful tiger-shaped chopping motion.

As soon as they made contact, he felt that the other person's fist was not only faster but also more powerful than before, like a cannonball, making his blood surge.

Before he could catch his breath, Chen Wujun struck out again with both hands in an arc.

This time it was faster and more violent than last time, like a road roller crashing straight into us.

"Oh no! How could it be so fast and so fierce!" Ruan Mingjin's eyes widened, his heart filled with shock and horror.

The opponent's first punch had less than 2000 jin of force, but the second punch had at least 2,200 to 2,300 jin of force, causing his blood and qi to surge.

However, the opponent struck again and again, each blow faster and more powerful than the last.

This third punch was faster and more powerful.

"boss!"

At this moment, Nguyen Minh Kim's two bodyguards ran up the stairs.

The two sides fought too fast; less than two seconds had passed since the first blow. Chen Wujun shattered Ruan Mingjin's qi and blood with just two hammer blows. The bodyguards ran upstairs after hearing the noise, but it was too late.

With his back against the wall, Ruan Mingjin managed to unleash the Tiger-Style Chopping Force once more.

boom!
The brick wall behind Nguyen Minh Kim was as thin as paper. He crashed into the wall and flew out, his blood and energy completely dissipated, leaving him with no strength at all.

However, Chen Wujun lunged forward and caught up, unleashing his fourth punch.

"It's over!" Ruan Mingjin's eyes were filled with despair. He couldn't muster any strength at all, and the force of the opponent's punch was no weaker than before. He could only put his hands in front of him.

What kind of kung fu is that? How does the opponent generate such power? How can it be so fierce and powerful!
boom!
Click!
The brick wall behind Nguyen Minh Kim was torn apart again, and he was thrown from the villa into the yard, his arms were broken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

He crashed into the wall and flew out, his arms cracking as they broke.

Chen Wujun followed him out of the villa, grabbed Ruan Mingjin by the neck, and dragged him like a dead dog.

This master, who first practiced the Way of Observing Qi and then switched to a new technique to reach the Harmony Stage, is no weaker than Ruan Wenshan.

Even in Beigang, he would be considered a master.

But the most important thing in kung fu is not practice, but fighting techniques.

Even if two ordinary people, one who doesn't know how to fight and the other who does, can end a fight with just one punch.

Even among professional boxers, whose physical abilities are not much different, one side often dominates in a match.

The destructive power of martial artists is far greater than that of ordinary people and professional boxers, and the difference in their fighting styles is even greater than the difference between ordinary people and professional boxers.

Chen Wujun's mastery of the Three Bows of the Master was unparalleled, and his fighting style became increasingly refined.

Ruan Minh Kim was unaware of the details of this move.

He was beaten to a pulp in just four blows.

Chen Wujun stood in the backyard of the villa, holding Ruan Mingjin by the neck, his whole body surging with blood and his heart filled with unbridled joy.

'No wonder Deng Yuan was able to dominate the Eastern Seventh District back then with his Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield, Dragon Roar Iron Shirt, and that Master's Three Bows move. Even the Federation's violent organizations couldn't do anything to him and were defeated and forced to flee!'

'This is a formidable expert, no weaker than Wenlong. Last year, Wenlong treated me like I was nothing; as an enemy, he wouldn't even give me a second glance.'

'Yet, in just one year, this expert was beaten to a pulp by me with just four blows!'

Chen Wujun's face was beaming with joy as he carried Ruan Mingjin back to the villa.

At this moment, Curry and Li Wei also led their men into the villa and fought against the new martial arts practitioners.

However, when they saw Chen Wujun carrying Ruan Mingjin in, the new martial arts practitioners' eyes widened and they turned and fled.

However, Chen Wujun's back muscles bulged, propelling his legs forward, and even while carrying Ruan Mingjin, he moved at a rapid pace.

In just a few steps, he caught up with a new martial artist from behind. His back muscles bulged, and his strength flowed in all directions. His arm thrust out like a spear. The new martial artist tried to twist and dodge, but he couldn't avoid it at all. His shoulder was shattered by this punch, and he was thrown more than twenty meters away, unable to get up.

Then came the next one.

Of the six new martial arts practitioners, three were entangled by Curry, Li Wei, and their other subordinates. The remaining three were caught up with, killed, or injured before they could even escape the courtyard.

Fa-zai and Chen Zhonghong heard the noise in the courtyard and jumped onto the wall to look. They saw Chen Wujun dragging a naked man and kicking a novice martial artist who was trying to escape.

The other person made cracking sounds as bones broke all over their body; it was unclear how many bones were broken. They fell to the ground without a sound.

When Chen Zhonghong saw the person in Chen Wujun's hand, his pupils immediately contracted.

How long has it been since Chen Wujun jumped into the courtyard? Not even a minute and a half has passed, and Ruan Mingjin is being held by the neck like a dead dog.

Even though he knew Chen Wujun's attacks were terrifyingly fierce, this scene still stirred up a storm in his heart.

The two jumped in.

"Brother Jun, is this our target?"

"Mr. Chen..." Chen Zhonghong was even more respectful towards Chen Wujun than before.

"Mr. Chen, how are my men?" Chen Zhonghong asked cautiously.

"How would I know which ones are yours? They don't have your name on their faces, and they haven't said a word," Chen Wujun said nonchalantly.

Anyway, the person has been caught. As for whether the people Chen Zhonghong arranged around Ruan Mingjin are alive or dead, he doesn't care at all.

At that moment, a man smashed through a window and came out of the villa: "My boss is Chen Zhonghong!"

Chen Zhonghong's subordinate wasn't stupid either; these people arrived shortly after the address was sent out.

So he was just going through the motions without putting in any effort. He was the first to run away, but Li Wei got entangled with him, so now he has no choice but to reveal his identity.

(End of this chapter)