Fanatic!

Chapter 137 Target Found, Killed in Three Punches

The West Causeway is just as brightly lit and bustling with traffic at night.

District 1 is the city center of West Beach, with luxury cars and people seeking pleasure everywhere on the streets.

Xinli Bar is quite famous, and many rich kids and celebrities go there to hang out.

Several rich guys staggered out of the bar with women in their arms. One of the women vomited all over the floor as soon as she came out, leaning against the wall.

The rich guys immediately burst into laughter.

Across the street, Chen Wujun got out of the car and lit a cigarette.

A moment later, Curry came out, jogged across the road, nodded to Chen Wujun, and said, "Brother Jun, he's inside. He's with five or six people."

"Let's test the camera to see if it works. We'll take some artistic photos of him in a bit," Chen Wujun said to the praying mantis beside him.

The praying mantis is holding an instant camera and a photograph in its hand.

"Brother Jun, I've tried it, the camera is fine."

Chen Wujun nodded, flicked his cigarette butt away, and walked toward the bar across the street.

Curry and his men followed behind, their faces filled with murderous intent.

"What are you doing?" Two henchmen at the door saw that the group had ill intentions and immediately stepped forward to stop them.

Without Chen Wujun having to lift a finger, Ou Tangjin, who had only recently joined him, darted forward, elbowed one of them to the ground, then kicked another person in the side, sending him crashing into the doorframe. He then pushed open the bar door, and the music inside immediately burst out.

"They started hitting people right away, so aggressively. Anyone who didn't know better would think we were here to cause trouble. Be a little more polite once we're inside!"

Chen Wujun said irritably, then strode inside.

At first glance, the space inside was quite large, dimly lit, and filled with the smell of alcohol.

The decor was quite nice, though. Besides the central stage and two rows of tables and chairs, there was a row of card booths against the wall, which were mostly full at the moment.

There are also two rows of card holders on the second floor of the stairs, overlooking the lobby below.

At this moment, some men and women were having fun in the card holders, their actions were very exciting and provocative, and hardly anyone noticed Chen Wujun and his group.

"Brother Jun, he's on the second floor!"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Two security guards noticed the group and quickly walked over.

This bar has many celebrity guests and rich kids, so I'm most afraid of things going wrong.

Mantis and A-Yong stepped forward and pushed the two security guards aside.

Chen Wujun led his men directly up to the second floor, with Curry pointing the way behind him.

He came in first and walked around to confirm Li Wenlong's location.

The members of the Beihe faction in the bar saw that this group of people had come with ill intentions and rushed over.

"Brother Jun, it's just ahead, the last card pack!"

Chen Wujun looked ahead and saw a tall man turning his head to look at him.

Even in the dim light, Chen Wujun recognized the other party as his target at a glance.

Li Wenlong was both skilled and daring; even though he could tell that the group of people had ill intentions, he did not get up.

In front of him, four tall men stood up and walked into the aisle, blocking the way.

Then, the people from the Beihe Sect surged up the stairs from behind.

Attack from front and back.

Everyone's eyes were filled with ferocity and malice.

"Who are you people? Do you know where you are? Why are you causing trouble here?" A tall man in front of him said coldly, while simultaneously stretching his wrists and twisting his neck.

"I'm looking for your boss, Double-Blade Dragon Li Wenlong, to discuss a big business deal," Chen Wujun said, his voice not quiet.

After all, one should be flexible in life.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, except that Li Wenlong might take advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Who do you think you are? You think you can just see our boss whenever you want?" the other party sneered.

"Let him come over." Li Wenlong stood up, his gaze sweeping over the henchman's shoulder as he looked Chen Wujun up and down. With his tortoise-like back and crane-like posture, he was clearly a master of old martial arts among the Huayan people. He just didn't know what Chen Wujun wanted to talk to him about.

Upon hearing this, Li Wenlong's henchmen stepped aside to let Chen Wujun pass.

Then he stopped Curry and the others behind him.

Li Wenlong looked at Chen Wujun with some wariness: "Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about?"

Chen Wujun clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I need to borrow something."

As soon as he said that, Li Wenlong knew something was wrong.

At the same time, the floor beneath Chen Wujun's feet suddenly exploded, and he instantly pounced in front of Li Wenlong. His spine snapped in an instant, and his back muscles twisted like a python.

With both hands, he drew an arc from top to bottom, delivering a powerful punch straight to the center line.

The moment the hammer was thrown, it was like a cannon blast, compressing and squeezing the air, fierce and powerful, and it reached Li Wenlong in an instant.

The saying goes, "One trick is all you need to conquer the world," and that's exactly what Chen Wujun is like now. His Dragon Palm and Three Emperors Cannon Hammer are not bad either, but now when he encounters an enemy, he first relies on the Three Bows of the Master to force his way through, and if that doesn't work, he switches to other fighting styles.

The master bowed three times, each time faster and more powerful than the last. He used this move to kill several masters. Only Ruan Mingjin managed to block three blows, but he couldn't withstand the fourth.

Li Wenlong felt a strong gust of wind hit his face, making it almost impossible to breathe. His eyes widened, and he cursed, "Damn it!"

Li Wenlong extended his five fingers, his tiger's mouth bulging high like a thick cushion, while the muscles of his two arms bulged high, his tiger claws grabbing at Chen Wujun's fist.

Upon contact, he felt an immense force strike him, making his hands numb and unable to grip the other's fist.

He couldn't even stand on his own two feet and stumbled back a step.

However, Chen Wujun suddenly grew larger, and his fists also grew larger. He drew an arc and smashed towards Li Wenlong's chest faster and more fiercely.

Li Wenlong's eyes widened, he roared, and crossed his hands to block again.

This move is a cross interception from the Mantis Boxing style. As he intercepts, he hooks his index finger, sharp as an iron hook.

boom!
Li Wenlong felt his palms go numb, and he was slammed against the wall, his blood boiling.

However, as he stumbled backward after being hit, he casually hooked his finger on the back of Chen Wujun's right hand, attempting to sever Chen Wujun's tendons.

However, when the fingers hooked onto the back of Chen Wujun's left hand, it was as if they were scratching hardwood, leaving only a white mark.

"Practice external martial arts!" This thought instantly popped into Li Wenlong's mind.

At the same time, he was extremely terrified, wondering what grudge this fierce and powerful young man had against him that made him want to kill him right away.

At that moment, Chen Wujun struck out with even greater speed, reaching Li Wenlong's chest in a flash.

Li Wenlong's eyes widened, his face filled with horror, but he couldn't dodge at all.

There was only one thought in my mind.

"It's over!"

boom!
Chen Wujun broke through Li Wenlong's arms and punched him directly in the chest.

Click!
Li Wenlong's thoracic vertebrae shattered into countless small pieces on the spot, and countless bones were broken, causing his chest to completely collapse.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood and internal organs.

"Boss!" The men behind Chen Wujun, including Li Wenlong, stared wide-eyed and looked indignant after seeing what was happening.

Chen Wujun reacted swiftly, twisting his body to dodge the attack. At the same time, he turned and struck the groin with his left hand while grabbing the fist that was heading straight for his head with his right.

The man behind Chen Wujun's eyes widened in shock. He was thrown to his knees, his crotch a patch of red and white.

Li Wenlong's body slid down the wall and onto the ground.

Chen Wujun and Li Wenlong acted too quickly, with only three hammer blows in less than two seconds.

Before the men behind him could react, Li Wenlong had already been beaten to death on the spot.

The remaining few men charged toward Chen Wujun with expressions of grief and indignation.

Chen Wujun didn't use any other moves. He turned around, clasped his hands in the same three bows as Confucius, stepped forward, and struck with his hammer. His opponent couldn't block it at all. His arms were broken open on the spot, his sternum was shattered, and he crashed into the person behind him.

As soon as the person behind him pushed him aside, an arm lashed out like a steel whip, tearing the air apart and making a whistling sound in the air.

It made a "whoosh" sound, just like a steel whip being swung.

boom!
He was sent flying, crashing into the card table next to him before falling downstairs.

The third person glanced at his companion who had been sent flying and thrown downstairs, then at Li Wenlong, who was sitting on the ground against the wall, covered in blood, and then at Chen Wujun, who was expressionless and looked like a god or a demon. He roared ferociously and sprinted to the side.

He wanted to jump off the building.

However, the moment he leaped out, Chen Wujun was already in front of him, and slammed down with a powerful right-hand strike.

boom!
The person had just jumped up when he was slammed down, his upper body hitting the table, and it's unclear how many bones were broken.

Meanwhile, the person behind him had already engaged Curry in combat, but Curry tackled him and slammed him onto the table.

At this moment, the Beihe gang members who surged up the stairs from behind rushed towards this side like madmen.

The people in the surrounding card holders were in a state of panic.

"Make way!" Fa-zai said to the panicked woman in the wallet next to him, gesturing for her to sit inside.

The other person panicked and shrank back inside, almost into their companion's arms.

"Thank you!" Fa-zai was tall and handsome. He smiled at the woman, which made her feel a strange sensation amidst her panic.

Fa-zai placed the bag he was carrying next to her, opened it, and took out several knives, throwing them to Ou Jintang, Wang Sen, A-Yong, and others.

Meanwhile, the mantis quickly approached Li Wenlong's body with a camera and took pictures of it.

"Remember to take good pictures! Make sure your face is clearly visible." Chen Wujun picked up a cigarette pack from the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

Then, squatting down next to Li Wenlong, she suddenly remembered something: "Did I forget to tell you what I needed to borrow from you?"

"I'll lend you my life!"

"Let you die knowing the truth!"

Then she turned her head and grinned, flashing a V-sign at the camera.

Ka!

The flash comes on.

"Damn it, this thing is so blinding, remind me to wear sunglasses next time!" Chen Wujun said irritably as he stood up.

"gone!"

By this time, several of the Beihe gang's henchmen who rushed up the stairs had already been cut down, and the rest scattered in a panic.

The remaining henchmen were also panicked and hid in the distance. No one stopped the group as they went downstairs.

Chen Wujun walked to the bar, grabbed a bottle of soda, and started drinking as he walked out.

"Back to the hotel!" Chen Wujun threw the soda bottle out the car window after getting in.

"Brother Jun, the photos!" The mantis in the passenger seat turned around and handed over the photos.

Chen Wujun took the photos and looked through them. Several of them were of Li Wenlong's body, and one was a photo of himself and Li Wenlong.

Chen Wujun feels he is becoming more and more photogenic.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and called Shark Nine.

The phone rang six times before Shark Nine answered, immediately asking, "Is it done?"

“Yeah, find him, then kill him and that’s it,” Chen Wujun said with a smile.

"Come back as soon as you're done."

(End of this chapter)