“Those who resist will be killed without mercy!”
In front of the Tiger Head Gang’s stronghold, Chen Ping'an led his men and shouted.
“Yes!”
The Zhenfu Division Yamen Runners responded loudly.
Having experienced the scene just now, they were now completely convinced by Chen Ping'an.
This was a person who defeated the Tiger Head Gang’s Young Tiger Lord in two moves!
Inside the Tiger Head Gang’s stronghold, many Tiger Head Gang members and Zhenfu Division Yamen Runners were fighting in a chaotic melee. Most of the Zhenfu Division’s Yamen Runners were quite strong, and in such a chaotic battle, they held a considerable advantage. With Chen Ping'an’s arrival as reinforcement, this advantage was further expanded.
Pfft!
Chen Ping'an’s blade flashed, and a Tiger Head Gang member blocking his path was instantly killed by him.
The last time he experienced such a scene was during the Eliminate of the Liusha Gang. The difference was that back then, he was merely a temporary Yamen Runner, but now he was a probationary Chief Constable who could lead men.
Chen Ping'an glanced slightly behind him and saw Tan Huacong fighting with Tiger Head Gang members not far behind him.
As a formal Yamen Runner, Tan Huacong had achieved martial arts initiation and possessed considerable strength. Ordinary Tiger Head Gang members were no match for him.
“Die for this grandpa!”
Tan Huacong wielded his Zhenfu Division saber, as if to vent all his emotions.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
After witnessing Chen Ping'an kill the Young Tiger Lord, Tan Huacong fell into deep fear. Following the fear was extreme resentment.
“A mere bumpkin has actually reached this point!”
“What exactly is he relying on?”
“……”
Tan Huacong cursed Chen Ping'an countless times in his heart.
Pfft!
He forced back a Tiger Head Gang member with a single strike, just as he was about to step forward and finish him off directly. However, from the other side, a burly hooligan suddenly charged out.
In a panic, Tan Huacong parried repeatedly.
Bang!
As the two made contact, Tan Huacong immediately felt the immense oppressive force from the opponent!
This person had definitely achieved martial arts initiation!
Not only martial arts initiation, but he had probably reached the Perfection Realm of Skin Refining.
Tan Huacong's expression instantly became serious.
“A formal Yamen Runner?”
This Tiger Head Gang hooligan was also surprised by Tan Huacong’s strength, his eyes slightly askance.
“So what! Die for me!”
The Zhenfu Division had already come knocking, so he had no choice but to fight to the death.
This Tiger Head Gang hooligan, a gang leader-level ruffian, fought Tan Huacong to a standstill with a steel rod.
In actual combat, the lethality of a steel rod was not necessarily weaker than a saber.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two clashed repeatedly, and the sound of metal colliding rang out continuously.
“Get lost!”
Tan Huacong’s heart turned ruthless, his Qi and blood surged throughout his body, and he struck away the steel rod that was thrusting directly at him.
“Not good!”
The Tiger Head Gang leader’s pupils suddenly contracted.
With that deflection, his midsection was wide open, revealing a huge flaw. The opponent only needed to swing his saber to strike directly at his chest and abdomen.
“Die!”
Tan Huacong sneered.
At this moment, in his eyes, this small leader of the Tiger Head Gang had become a meritorious deed within easy reach.
Just as Tan Huacong was ninety percent sure of killing the opponent, his wrist suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the saber almost became unstable and slipped from his hand.
“What was that!”
Tan Huacong was greatly alarmed.
A burning pain in his wrist swept through his entire body. In fact, if he hadn't achieved Skin Refining, this single blow would have almost broken his wrist.
The sudden pain caused a change in Tan Huacong’s swift and fierce saber momentum. The saber strike, which was originally aimed at taking the life of the Tiger Head Gang’s small leader, almost paused.
“Good opportunity!”
The Tiger Head Gang’s small leader’s eyes lit up.
He changed his grip on the steel rod and thrust it fiercely towards Tan Huacong.
“No!”
Tan Huacong cried out in alarm. He changed his saber technique, trying his best to block, but he was still half a beat too slow.
The incredibly hard end of the steel rod struck his chest fiercely. The intense pain almost suffocated him.
Tan Huacong retreated several steps, and after much difficulty, he endured the pain and regained his composure, only to see the opponent taking advantage of the situation, swinging the steel rod and striking him repeatedly.
One wrong step leads to many wrong steps.
The gap between the two, who were originally evenly matched, continuously widened after Tan Huacong was injured.
Thump!
The steel rod, as fast as a black shadow, landed heavily on Tan Huacong’s head. The powerful force almost caved in half of his skull.
“Ah! Ah!”
Tan Huacong screamed miserably.
Such intense pain was unbearable for ordinary people. In near despair, he frantically swung his saber.
Although he was frantic, the opponent was not afraid of him at all. The steel rod struck continuously, poking several large holes in Tan Huacong’s chest.
Blood flowed, a truly tragic sight.
“Die!”
The Tiger Head Gang’s small leader sneered, and the steel rod, heavy with power, smashed towards Tan Huacong.
Swish!
A flash of blade light!
The trajectory of the falling steel rod was forcefully deflected, coincidentally smashing onto Tan Huacong’s wrist. The powerful force completely shattered his entire wrist. This blow just happened to erase the mark left by the Flying Locust Stone on Tan Huacong’s wrist earlier.
“Who is it?”
The Tiger Head Gang’s small leader roared in anger. He looked around and saw a handsome young man looking at him indifferently, as if he were looking at a dead person.
“How dare you kill a Zhenfu Division Yamen Runner!”
Before the voice completely faded, the blade light shone again.
“So what if he’s a Yamen Runner! This grandpa killed him, so what!”
At this moment, the Tiger Head Gang’s small leader’s eyes were already bloodshot. The muscles on his arm bulged high, and the steel rod smashed fiercely upwards towards Chen Ping'an.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The blade light flashed continuously.
“Ho ho ho……”
The Tiger Head Gang’s small leader’s eyes widened, his face filled with horror.
Pfft!
Blood splattered, and his entire body fell weakly to the ground.
“Those who kill a Zhenfu Division Yamen Runner will be killed without mercy!”
Chen Ping'an stood with his saber, speaking calmly.
“Chief Constable Chen! It’s Chief Constable Chen!”
“Chief Constable Chen is mighty!”
The Zhenfu Division Yamen Runners who witnessed this scene shouted loudly. For a time, the Zhenfu Division’s morale soared.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Tan Huacong lying on the ground. His head was caved in, and his chest had several large holes poked through it. Although there was still a trace of life remaining, it was clear he was about to die.
Chen Ping'an walked forward, squatted beside him, and leaned his head near Tan Huacong’s mouth. In the eyes of others, Chen Ping'an was listening to Tan Huacong’s last dying words.
However, a faint voice sounded beside Tan Huacong’s ear.
“Don’t blame me! If you must blame someone, blame yourself!”
Chen Ping'an could clearly feel Tan Huacong’s body suddenly stir. His chest heaved, wanting to say something, but his Qi could not gather, leaking out from the several large holes in his chest.
Chen Ping'an slightly raised his head and looked at Tan Huacong’s twisted and deformed head.
“Ho ho ho……”
Like a final burst of energy before death, Tan Huacong breathed laboriously like a broken bellows. He stared fixedly at Chen Ping'an, his eyes wide open.
“Old Tan, rest in peace. The Zhenfu Division will take care of your funeral arrangements.”
Chen Ping'an’s expression was solemn, and he placed his hand over Tan Huacong’s eyes.
The next moment, Tan Huacong died!
Chen Ping'an slowly stood up and looked at the chaotic scene around him.
Since Tan Huacong chose to collude with Zheng Shiyong and usurp his merit, he should have been prepared for this outcome today.
As an adult, since one has made a choice, one must be responsible for one’s choice!
It’s not about right or wrong, only about interests and position!