She sat in the car, her face filled with astonishment.

Lin Chuan on the battlefield was like a God of Killing, his cold gaze fixed on the opponents. Alone, he faced the attacks of dozens of people without being at a disadvantage, completely suppressing them. This made Zhou Rui feel a sense of awe and wonder as if she were witnessing something divine.

The expression on Lin Chuan's face was one of lofty pride and disdain, as though he looked down upon this group of mere mortals with the attitude of a god. This stirred an even deeper adoration in Zhou Rui's heart. From her childhood, Zhou Rui had an unfathomable admiration for Lin Chuan.

This admiration began when Lin Chuan fearlessly rescued her from a pond as a child. After going abroad, she thought she had completely forgotten these incidents, but upon meeting Lin Chuan again, she realized that the emotions hidden in her heart had been utterly exposed, and even fermented, like wine that has been brewing for many years.

Perhaps the current Lin Chuan was indeed very different from the Lin Chuan of their childhood. The current Lin Chuan had more firmness, maturity, and responsibility on his face. And a man's firmness, maturity, and responsibility often deliver the most fatal blow to a woman. So much so that deep inside, Zhou Rui had already fallen deeply in love with Lin Chuan.

She didn't know how to break free from this spell, nor did she know how she could ever leave Lin Chuan.

The members of the Feiying Gang all stood up one after another.

The strong man had almost snatched a life back from the hands of death. Of course, Lin Chuan never actually wanted to take his life. Killing was certainly objectionable, but without giving him a lesson, these people would probably become even more outrageous in the future. Therefore, Lin Chuan timed it impeccably, releasing his grip just one second before the strong man was about to suffocate and pass out, as a form of punishment.

The strong man's face turned red, and he was almost at death's door, with his consciousness gradually returning.

Panting heavily...

Almost gasping for breath, the strong man weakly opened his eyes and quickly asked when he saw so many brothers around him, "What... what happened?"

"Big brother, are you alright?" a nearby brother urgently asked.

"No... no harm." The strong man hurriedly shook his head.

A brother coldly said, "It was that kid who took you down just now. Big brother, let's stop wasting words with them and attack together."

The strong man turned his head to look at Lin Chuan, finally realizing that it was Lin Chuan who had fought him just now. His consciousness fully recovered, and his memory gradually returned. If Lin Chuan had continued to choke him, even a second longer would have caused irreversible damage to his brain and memory. He swallowed hard, then said, "Kid, you are indeed formidable."

"Cut the nonsense, call out Feiying." Lin Chuan said with a cold laugh.

"Brothers, let's not waste words with them, charge together," the strong man roared angrily.

If one person wasn't his match, could a group of people also fail to be? He simply couldn't believe this evil idea.

With a cascading sound...

With that, a group of people surged forward. They had already surrounded Lin Chuan and Zhou Kai, but Zhou Kai and his companions didn't care at all.

"Huang Bo, are you scared?" Zhou Kai asked.

"Scared, scared, scared..."

"If you're scared, get lost!" Zhou Kai roared angrily.

"Scared my foot!" Huang Bo's face turned crimson with anger.

At this moment, on the balcony of the second floor of the villa, a middle-aged man in a dressing gown who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. His hair was gray, and he wore a coffee-colored dressing gown, holding a wine glass containing half a glass of red wine, with a daringly dressed twenty-year-old girl by his side.

This man was the Gang Leader of the Feiying Gang, which he had personally founded, and possessed extraordinary strength.

Regrettably, as one ages, the fighting spirit fades. In its prime, the Feiying Gang was a top-tier gang in the provincial city. Now, under immense internal and external pressure, they had become a second-rate sect. Although still well-known in the provincial city, their actual strength was far from living up to the reputation of the Feiying Gang.

Lin Chuan looked up at the man on the second-floor balcony and raised his little finger.

Provocation...

Yes, this was Lin Chuan's provocation to him. Any man with a shred of hot blood would not tolerate such provocation. However, the guy Feiying completely ignored Lin Chuan's provocation, instead revealing a disdainful smile, as if to say to Lin Chuan, if you can, come up and fight, otherwise, don't talk nonsense.

Zhou Kai and his companions were caught off guard by the attack from the Feiying Gang's disciples.

After all, it was due to insufficient strength, Huang Bo had been injured and was bleeding. Zhou Rui hurriedly jumped out of the car and took out the first aid kit that had already been prepared in the car. She quickly treated Huang Bo's wounds, and then applied gauze and a hemostatic bandage.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Rui urgently asked.

"I'm fine, thank you," Huang Bo said gratefully.

"No need to be polite, don't forget, I'm also a member of the Jvyi Gang," Zhou Rui said with a smile.

"Hehe, right!" Huang Bo immediately nodded.

No one dared deny Zhou Rui was a member of the Jvyi Gang. Zhou Rui had witnessed the establishment of the Jvyi Gang and had always been working within it. Her presence indeed saved Lin Chuan a lot of trouble and hassle.

Zhou Rui flashed a grin and said, "Hurry and bandage up."

Lin Chuan did not join the fight because he knew he needed to give Zhou Kai and the others an opportunity to be tempered, they needed real combat experience. If not tempered today, there might never be another chance to do so.

On the battlefield, the enemy's assaults became increasingly ferocious, and their attacks, more brutal.

Zhou Kai and his companions withstood the frenzied attack, with the blade of Huang Bo's machete already notched, yet he was still counterattacking. Although Huang Bo's speech was unclear and stammering, his heart was filled with sincerity and fervor. Towards his brothers, he had his own way of weighing loyalty; aside from Zhou Kai, Huang Bo was the most heartbroken by Lu Dapao's injury. The trio had grown up together, sharing both wealth and blame.

Though he couldn't use words to attack the enemy, the machete in his hand was his sharpest weapon.

Thwack...

A streak of silver light flashed behind him, and Huang Bo felt a stabbing pain in his back, followed by a sensation like burning flames spreading across it.

"Fuck you!" Huang Bo spun around and kicked fiercely towards the attacker, then swung his notched machete in retaliation. The enemy was taken aback, and Huang Bo managed to slash them five or six times in a flurry. Fortunately, the notch in Huang Bo's blade was long; otherwise, his opponent would have already been hacked to death.

Several of the enemy reacted, rushing towards Huang Bo from different directions. A group quickly reinforced them, hastily rescuing the one Huang Bo had downed with his machete. Otherwise, if the victim had continued to be furiously hacked by Huang Bo, anyone would have been killed.

"Damn it!" Blood gushed from the wound on Huang Bo's back, soaking through and turning his clothes red, which appeared almost black under the light.

Huang Bo's reckless fighting style was such that the enemy didn't dare confront him head-on. After snatching up their injured comrade, they scattered and retreated. Huang Bo, meanwhile, took the offensive, hacking wildly at them.

Zhou Kai faced the attack of three or four men, feeling immense pressure.

This was a feeling he had never experienced since he started his career.

Thwack...

A blade struck Zhou Kai's arm, causing him to stagger backward. However, behind him were the Feiying Gang's disciples attempting to ambush him.

Thwack...

Another slash landed on his back.

The Feiying Gang seemed to know that Zhou Kai was an important figure here, so a group targeted him.

"Kai!" Seeing this, Huang Bo quickly rushed towards Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai had suffered several cuts; although they weren't fatal, his body was covered in blood. Severe blood loss could also lead to life-threatening issues. Zhou Kai fought back furiously, yet was overwhelmed by the number of foes surrounding him.

Just then, Huang Bo finally charged over.

However, a burly man raised his steel knife and hacked down toward Zhou Kai's head. If the blow landed, Zhou Kai would have been seriously endangered, and even if not fatal, it would likely cost him half his life.

Thwack...

Just as Zhou Kai realized the danger, he turned to see a shadow of the knife lunging towards him.

Huang Bo swiftly knocked Zhou Kai aside, but the knife in the burly man's hand viciously slashed down on the back of Huang Bo's head.

"Bozi!" Zhou Kai exclaimed in shock.

Thud...

Huang Bo fell heavily to the ground, blood pouring from the back of his head.

"No!" Zhou Kai cried out in alarm.

A cry of alarm immediately drew the attention of the Jvyi Gang's brothers. Dozens of them desperately pressed toward Zhou Kai's location. Lin Chuan could no longer restrain himself and rushed over. With one kick, he sent the knife-wielding strongman flying, and with just a few punches and kicks, he dispersed the crowd attacking around Zhou Kai.

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