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At that moment, a young man wearing a flannel suit and with his hair neatly combed back was standing in the crowd watching the commotion.

He exuded an innate air of nobility, which was completely out of place in the noisy and rough dock environment around him.

Beside the young man stood a tall, upright old man, dressed in a well-tailored dark robe, with piercing eyes and an aura of authority that commanded respect without anger.

"Uncle Li, who do you think will win between these two?"

The young man's gaze fell on Chen Qing and Zhang Mazi in the arena, and he asked with great interest.

The old man squinted, carefully examining Zhang Mazi and Chen Qing. He stroked his beard and slowly spoke:

"Although that pockmarked guy is a half-baked amateur, he has still learned some real skills. He didn't manage to develop a body of iron and copper, but at least he has developed thick skin and tough flesh, so that young man can't hurt him."

"I don't think that guy was someone who would intentionally seek death."

The young man smiled and said casually, "Doing it like this doesn't look very interesting. How about we have a wager? I bet three hundred dollars on that guy. I bet on him to win."

"Young master has brought money to my door; how could I refuse?"

The old man stroked his beard again and burst into loud laughter.

"If I lose, Uncle Li, can you save that young man's life?"

The young man suddenly stopped smiling, and his tone became serious.

"These dockworkers are nothing but worthless lives in the eyes of others. Why should you meddle in their business, young master?"

The old man sighed softly, already understanding the situation.

This isn't about finding any prize; it's clearly the young master deliberately spending money to get me to save someone.

"I'm a soft-hearted person and can't bear to see people suffer. Uncle Li, please help me."

The young man's tone was exceptionally sincere, without a trace of the arrogance of a young master.

The old man gave him a deep look, then his gaze returned to Chen Qing, and he said in a calm tone, "As the young master wishes."

By this time, the laborers on the dock had already surrounded Chen Qing and Zhang Mazi, forming an impenetrable circle.

Everyone secretly hoped that someone would step forward and take care of Zhang Mazi.

But they also knew that the young man in front of them, who looked rather immature, was no match for Zhang Mazi.

In the arena, Zhou Tao, her eyes red with anxiety, continued to urge her, "Aqing, what foolish thing have you done! Go apologize to Master Zhang and beg him to forgive you this time!"

Chen Qing gave Zhou Tao a reassuring look, and despite the pulling and obstruction of the people around him, resolutely walked towards Zhang Mazi.

"It's over!"

Zhou Tao's vision went black, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He wanted to step forward and stop them, but the situation was already out of his control.

Zhang Mazi had just established his authority by taking down Yan Laosan yesterday, so how could he tolerate being provoked in public today?

Chen Qing has angered Zhang Mazi so much that he is likely in grave danger.

He really couldn't understand why his usually shrewd child would suddenly act like a madman, insisting on jumping into the fire.

"Please, please think of something! I beg you!"

Da Niu was so anxious that he burst into tears on the spot, pleading with the elders of the Shangquan Gang.

The laborers of the Shangquan Gang were all deathly pale, as if they had lost their parents.

Chen Qing ignored everyone's advice and insisted on challenging Zhang Mazi. They couldn't stop him, so what could they do?

Even if they joined forces, it would only result in a few more lives being lost, and would be of no use whatsoever.

The best course of action now is to pray that Zhang Mazi will show mercy and spare Chen Qing's life, considering that Chen Qing is still just a teenager.

Just as everyone was anxious and at a loss, Chen Qing had already walked up to Zhang Mazi.

He clenched his right fist and slowly raised it.

"Have you ever seen a fist as big as a clay pot? Don't say I didn't warn you, when I go crazy, even I'm afraid of myself!"

Chen Qing waved his fist in front of Zhang Mazi's face. "Ready? I'm about to make my move!"

He made a gesture as if to throw a punch, which looked quite comical.

Zhang Mazi looked at him like he was an idiot, his face full of disdain and his eyes full of contempt.

Just then, Chen Qing suddenly looked at Zhang Mazi with a respectful expression and called out, "Master Qin, you've arrived?"

Zhang Mazi subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

In that fleeting moment, Chen Qing immediately activated his critical strike talent, charged up his right leg, and kicked Zhang Mazi in the groin with all his might.

When Zhang Mazi saw that Qin Gen was not behind him, he knew that he had been tricked.

But he didn't take it seriously at all, thinking it was just a trivial trick played by Chen Qing.

By the time he turned around, the kick, carrying the force of 1,800 pounds, had already landed squarely on his groin.

boom!

Click!

Two loud bangs rang out almost simultaneously.

One sound was the dull thud of a heavy object hitting its target, and the other was the crisp crack of bones breaking, both sounding particularly jarring on the noisy dock.

Zhang Mazi's body suddenly arched up, like a boiled shrimp, with his feet about an inch off the ground.

Then, like a lump of mud, he crashed heavily to the ground, unable to move.

The Changqiang acupoint was the weak point of his Iron Shirt armor, and although Chen Qing's kick was accidental, it still hit him.

Given that Zhang Mazi was completely relaxed just now, the damage caused by this kick was considerable.

That astonishing force surged through his lower body and into his internal organs, instantly shattering Zhang Mazi's pelvis, anus, and many other internal organs.

Zhang Mazi's body stiffened, his eyes widened, and his face quickly turned from deathly pale to flushed red.

Immediately afterwards, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, which splattered on the ground in a horrifying sight.

His eyes, which had initially been fierce, gradually became confused, and finally were replaced by endless fear.

He couldn't understand how this seemingly innocent and harmless boy could unleash such terrifying power and accurately pinpoint his weakness.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a series of hissing sounds came out of his throat.

Like a bellows with a broken bottom, it can no longer utter a complete sentence.

His body twitched slightly from time to time, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and finally, he lost all movement and breath.

An eerie silence instantly fell over the scene.

Everyone watching stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief, and they even unconsciously held their breath.

The deathly silence lasted for a full half minute before someone finally couldn't hold back any longer and screamed.

"Zhang Mazi is dead!"

The onlookers gradually recovered from their shock, and exclamations of surprise echoed across the dock, all in disbelief.

"My goodness! This young man actually kicked Zhang Mazi to death with one kick?"

"Am I seeing things? This young master is incredibly strong! Zhang Mazi could withstand Yan Laosan's heavy punches, but he couldn't withstand this kick?"

"This guy went way too far. Zhang Mazi's thing is probably smashed to pieces, isn't it?"

The discussions were endless, and the way everyone looked at Chen Qing was filled not only with shock but also with deep awe.

Everyone stared intently at Chen Qing's face, wishing they could etch his appearance into their minds, fearing that they might accidentally offend this ruthless character if they encountered him in the future.

In their view, besides Master Qin, Chen Qing would be the person they least wanted to mess with at the dock.

If you encounter this man again, you must be extra careful and absolutely cannot offend him in the slightest.

Just as everyone was discussing this, someone suddenly shouted, "People from the Qilu Gang, don't even think about running away!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Qilu gang members, who had been standing aside watching, were now in complete chaos, scattering and running desperately towards the outside of the dock.

Upon seeing this, Yan Laosan's fellow villagers immediately roared and chased after him, wanting to avenge their grievances.

Many of the laborers who had been paid also stepped forward, ready to beat the dog when it was down and vent their anger.

The members of the Shangquan Gang finally came to their senses and gathered around Chen Qing, their faces still showing shock.

Zhou Tao pointed at Zhang Mazi's corpse on the ground and ordered one of the people beside him in a deep voice, "Go and confirm whether he is really dead."

The man quickly stepped forward, cautiously extended his finger, probed Zhang Mazi's nose, then felt his carotid artery. He abruptly withdrew his hand, his voice trembling as he said:

"Brother Tao, he's really dead! He's not breathing!"

Zhou Tao looked at Chen Qing, his eyes glistening with tears of excitement, his voice trembling but filled with surprise.

"Good lad! You've really figured out the ropes of this business?"