"Ah, you're sick of living, aren't you?" the bald man on the left scolded loudly, "Get lost, get lost, get lost! This isn't a place for troublemaking. I'm in a good mood today and don't want to beat anyone up."

"I'm not in a good mood today, and I feel like beating someone up!" Zhu Bufan quickly walked toward the bald man.

"Hahahaha," the bald man laughed loudly, "Good, since you're so eager to seek death, I'll help you out this time, go away!" He suddenly raised his palm and heavily smacked it toward Zhu Bufan's cheek.

"Smack!" Zhu Bufan countered with a slap, and their palms collided mid-air, followed suddenly by the sound of breaking bones.

"Ah..." The bald man let out a sharp, miserable scream, but Zhu Bufan did not give him a chance, swiftly kicking him with a raised leg.

"Clang!" The bald man's body flew into the air and heavily collided with the gate behind him, making an extremely harsh cracking sound. The door latch behind shattered, and the heavy metal door burst open!

Another man rushed forward, ready to act, but upon seeing his buddy beaten into a "dead dog," his legs weakened with fear. Without Zhu Bufan even touching him, he fell to the ground with eyes rolled back and fainted on the spot.

The Wang Family has always been involved in underworld activities, living off it and constantly guarding against revenge. Hence, the mansion houses a large number of bouncers and ruffians.

The gate was smashed, everyone inside the mansion was alerted, no more hesitation, it's time to arm up!

With a loud commotion, about thirty or forty people quickly filled up the small courtyard within half an hour, blocking Zhu Bufan's way. A large, obese man wielding an iron rod shouted sternly: "Who is this mutt who dares to wreak havoc in Wang Mansion. If you want to live, kneel down and kowtow a hundred times, if not I will smash your head even if you bow one less, hmph!"

Although the words of the colossal man were tough, as Zhu Bufan took step by step forward, he couldn't help but step back a few steps. That was because he saw the broken wrought iron gate latch.

Damn, that gate's iron latch, with a diameter of at least five centimeters, a solid iron rod, snapped into two pieces, the broken surfaces blatantly torn apart by sheer force, furiously and violently!

"I don't want to commit senseless killings, have Wang Jiangjun come out and go with me. Otherwise, none of you can expect any peace today." After speaking, Zhu Bufan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it himself, and gazed at the group of fierce gangsters in front of him; their eyes widened.

"You scoundrel, you must be sick of living!" the obese giant roared, furiously attacking with the iron rod aiming straight for Zhu Bufan's forehead.

"Buzzing…" This strike was loaded with all the man's strength, aiming to flatten Zhu Bufan with a single hit. Since Zhu Bufan was an "invader" at Wang Mansion, in this situation, if they managed to kill him, they could still "justify it."

Zhu Bufan suddenly caught the iron rod coming through midair, and amid a chorus of gasps from the crowd, they saw him fiercely squeeze his wrist.

"Crack…" A piercing sound of metal breaking filled the air, and that 50-pound solid iron rod was crushed by Zhu Bufan's arm, then violently broken in half. One half still in the hand of the large man, while the other half fell and was caught by Zhu Bufan.

Ah, damn it, what a freak! The fat giant pissed himself right on the spot, struggling to step back, only to find his legs shaking uncontrollably, unable to stand steadily.

With a "thud", the hefty giant's knees gave way, and he knelt down in front of Bufan, continuously kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"What are you idiots standing around for, go beat him up!" Suddenly, a commanding and furious voice sounded from behind, and looking over, it was a middle-aged man with a face full of horizontal flesh, coming out from the inner courtyard.

At the man's shout, the previously frightened gang instantly regained their courage to fight. The crowd roared together, charging into a melee with Bufan.

Just then, Zhu Dayou arrived with Zhao Juan, tossed her aside, and joined the fray to help Bufan, the two of them contending against the continuous stream of armed thugs.

Inside Wang Mansion, there were quite a few thugs. Bufan and Zhu Dayou together brought down fifty to sixty people, yet still couldn't take everyone down. Soon, more reinforcements rushed into the courtyard, and the two of them were immediately surrounded again.

"Bufan, come save me quickly!" Zhao Juan saw a few thugs rushing towards her, picked up a machete from the ground, swung it around, but couldn't win and could only call out to Bufan for help, as was her habit.

Though Bufan was surrounded by a horde of thugs, he did not let the chaos disrupt his tactics. However, Zhao Juan's cry for help forced him to make a quick retreat, running towards her location.

In fact, Zhao Juan had also learned a few moves before from Zhu Dayou back in the village, but she only mastered the appearance of the moves, disliking the exhausting physical training, so she didn't practice that aspect—she had techniques, but not the strength.

She managed to hit her opponents with her knife, but when it collided with their weapons, she couldn't handle it. During the fight, her arms went numb, her Qi and blood surged upwards, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. She was always used to beating others, when did she ever have to suffer like this?

Bufan rushed over and held Zhao Juan in his arms. Zhao Juan, impatient, yelled, "Bufan, quickly take them all down, they bullied me!"

"Kill!" A mob of thugs swarmed over again.

Bufan decisively struck, with an extremely fierce horizontal slash through the air.

"Clang clang clang..." A large number of sharp metallic weapons collided heavily in mid-air, sending sparks flying in every direction. This was followed by a series of harrowing screams.

With this one slash, Bufan didn't kill anyone but instead cut through a large number of incoming blades. His strike, reinforced to the fullest extent, had the force of thunderbolts, bringing down a group of attackers to the ground, who lay there wailing in pain.

Zhu Dayou was not to be outdone; with a heavy strike, he sent the thugs in front of him tumbling down. With these powerful moves, almost all the combatants at the scene were taken down.

The remaining few scattered soldiers were terrified, shivering with their weapons in hand, continuously retreating, but none dared to step forward even half a step.

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