Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

At two in the morning, the hustle and bustle of the streets gradually faded away, leaving only the long, lonely shadows cast by the streetlights.

Chen Feng, Chen Fang, and Da Zhuang walked side by side on their way back to the attic. Monkey stayed at the Golden Splendor because he had to guard the nightclub.

The calm of the past few days has left a suffocating atmosphere in the air, like the low pressure before a storm, making one feel tightness in the chest.

"Brother Feng, that tail has been following us all night." Chen Fang picked his teeth, seemingly nonchalant, but his muscles were actually tense. "Should I go and drag them out?"

"Don't rush." ​​Chen Feng walked slowly, his eyes scanning the surrounding terrain.

This is an old urban area slated for demolition. Half the streetlights are broken, and there are mottled walls and tangled utility poles on both sides. It's a perfect place for murder and robbery.

"If Zhao Biao is going to make a move, he'll definitely choose this place," Chen Feng said in a low voice. "Dazhuang, protect the back. Ergou, don't hold back, but don't kill anyone, just cripple them."

"know!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ear-piercing roar of an engine suddenly shattered the silence of the night.

"boom--!"

At the two intersections ahead and behind, four black Jinbei vans suddenly rushed out, their headlights on full blast, instantly engulfing the three of them in blinding light.

"Squeak—"

The screeching sound of brakes was piercing and ear-piercing. The car doors were flung open, and more than twenty people jumped out with a whoosh.

This time, it wasn't some childish scene of street thugs playing house with steel pipes.

The group of people were all dressed in black raincoats (even though it wasn't raining), and they were carrying gleaming machetes, the blades gleaming with a chilling light under the car headlights.

No nonsense, no shouting.

The man leading the group, who was wearing a mask, simply waved his hand coldly.

"Kill them!"

More than twenty people surged up from both ends simultaneously, like a black tide, carrying a chilling murderous aura.

"Damn! You're serious!" Chen Fang cursed, but a sinister, excited grin spread across his face.

He suddenly bent down and actually pulled a two-meter-long rusted steel bar from the pile of rubble by the roadside. Like wielding a magic needle, he roared and charged forward.

"Do you think your grandpa Er Gou is a vegetarian?!"

"call--"

The steel bars swept out with a terrifying whooshing sound. The two knife-wielders at the front hadn't even reacted before being struck in the chest by the blow.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two muffled thuds, the two men were sent flying like kites with broken strings, crashing into the wall, their fate unknown.

"Wow, that's fierce!" Da Zhuang was thrilled and, not to be outdone, swung his entrenching tool, which he had prepared beforehand, to protect Chen Feng's back.

A chaotic battle erupted instantly.

Chen Feng was at the eye of the storm. Unlike Chen Fang, he didn't act boldly and decisively, but rather like a ghost. The baton in his hand had long been replaced by the animal bone dagger left behind by the old beggar.

He weaved through the crowd, dodging the sharp blades, each strike landing precisely on the opponent's wrist, thigh, or shoulder.

"what!"

"My hand!"

Screams echoed throughout the room. But these men were clearly professional knife fighters, fearless and ruthless; as one group fell, another was brought in to replace them.

"Brother Feng! Watch out on the left!" Da Zhuang shouted.

The three swordsmen worked in perfect coordination, forming a triangular formation to surround Chen Feng. Their three swords blocked his upper, middle, and lower body.

Chen Feng's gaze sharpened, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He suddenly kicked the knee of the man in the middle, using the force to leap into the air, avoiding the knife below, while his dagger drew a strange arc.

"laugh--"

Blood splattered. The man on the left had his wrist slashed open, and the knife fell to the ground.

But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Suddenly, a dark gun barrel emerged from the Jinbei van that had been hiding in the shadows. It wasn't a real gun, but one of those homemade modified hunting crossbows, powerful enough to pierce the hide of a wild boar.

The target wasn't Chen Feng, but Chen Fang, who was engrossed in the fight and had his back to the vehicle!

"Ergou! Lie down!"

Chen Feng caught a glimpse of that cold glint out of the corner of his eye; it was a hunter's extreme sensitivity to danger.

Without even having time to think, Chen Feng lunged forward and shoved Chen Fang away.

"collapse!"

The sound of the bowstring vibrating was barely audible amidst the cacophony of shouts and battle cries.

"puff!"

A jet-black crossbow bolt pierced Chen Feng's left shoulder, penetrating halfway in, with the arrowhead even grazing his collarbone.

"Ugh!" Chen Feng groaned, staggered, and felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, leaving half of his body numb.

"Fengzi!!!"

Chen Fang was pushed to the ground. He turned around and saw this scene. His eyes instantly turned red, as red as if they were dripping blood.

"Fuck your ancestors!!"

Chen Fang completely lost control. The brotherhood they had shared since childhood transformed him into a true beast.

He let out a roar that sounded inhuman, and without caring about the knife or anything else, he swung the steel bar and charged at the Jinbei van like a madman.

The knife-wielders in front tried to stop him, but he knocked them and their knives flying.

"boom!"

Chen Fang slammed a stick into the windshield of the Jinbei van, instantly shattering the blast-proof glass. Like a madman, he reached inside and dragged the man with the crossbow out, punching him in the face.

The man's nasal bone shattered on the spot, and he passed out before he could even scream.

"Police! The police are here!"

Suddenly, the sound of sirens came from afar, and red and blue police lights flashed in the night.

That was Zhao Gang. He had been secretly watching this area, and upon hearing the commotion, he immediately led his team over.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Seeing the situation was turning against him, and seeing the two brothers on Chen Feng's side who looked like killing gods, the masked man's mental defenses collapsed. He whistled, and with the rest of the able-bodied people, jumped into the car and fled frantically.

The ground was in mess.

Seven or eight groaning knife-wielders lay on the ground, their blood staining the road.

Chen Feng leaned against the wall, his face pale, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. The crossbow bolt in his left shoulder was a horrifying sight, and blood had already soaked half of his shirt.

"Fengzi... Fengzi, don't scare me..." Chen Fang threw down the steel bar and ran over helplessly, wanting to touch the arrow but not daring to. "It's all my fault... it's all my fault for being so careless..."

Da Zhuang, his eyes red, also joined in, gripping his entrenching tool tightly, wishing he could chase after them and chop a few more people down.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and forced a smile as he reached out and patted Chen Fang's large face:

"...I'm not dead yet..."

He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turning cold and bloodthirsty as he looked in the direction the group of people had fled.

This arrow completely shattered his idea of ​​"following the rules" in this city.

"Ergou, Dazhuang, help me up."

Chen Feng used the momentum to straighten his body, letting the blood drip down.

"Fengzi, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital."

"If we don't go to the hospital, we'll go to the old town. If we go to the hospital, this arrow will be in the staging area. The police will open a case, investigate, and drag the 'Golden Splendor' into it..."

"But Fengzi..." Chen Fang looked at the arrow, at a loss, "We can't leave it like this!"

"Shut up! Listen to me!" Chen Feng hissed, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Chen Fang hoisted Chen Feng onto his back and charged into the alley in the night like a bull, with Da Zhuang close behind.

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