When he reached the door, Wang Dongyang glanced at Jiang Chen's electric scooter and then handed him a business card.

"We're going to check out this place first. Follow us on your own, and don't be too slow, got it? Honestly, you're stingy as a ghost. You can't even afford to buy a car."

Without waiting for any reaction from Jiang Chen, he and Ye Yanni got into their car and drove off.

Jiang Chen frowned, examined the business card, searched for directions on his phone, and then followed the navigation, riding his electric scooter after them.

The address on the card was in a remote area, but due to the lack of people, Jiang Chen could ride much faster. It didn't take him long to arrive.

But once he got there, he was stunned.

Because this place was also a construction site, only the site had clearly been abandoned for a long time, and Wang Dongyang, with Ye Yanni, were standing aside, faces full of fear, occasionally glancing at the opposite side.

On the other side were over thirty thugs armed with clubs and machetes. The leader was someone Jiang Chen recognized—the person in charge of the gambling den that time, Scarface.

Something was not right! Jiang Chen instantly realized it.

"Young Master, that Jiang Chen has arrived," Scarface said after catching sight of Jiang Chen, then turned and shouted to the crowd behind him.

The crowd parted, and a man pushing a wheelchair came forward. Sitting in the wheelchair was Tu Feng.

Huh? This guy isn't dead?

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, then his heart confirmed it. It seems these guys are here for me!

Indeed, they were all here for Jiang Chen. Wu Nini had spilled everything about Jiang Chen to Xue Tu, and with his own investigation, Xue Tu easily discovered that Wang Dongyang was Jiang Chen's brother-in-law.

Finding out that Wang Dongyang had recently taken on a construction project, Xue Tu had Scar come over to cause trouble in order to lure Jiang Chen out.

Seeing Jiang Chen, Tu Feng sneered and said, "Kid, you've really got the guts to show up. You stabbed me that day, and today, I'm going to cripple you!"

"You dare to hit our Young Master Feng; you must be tired of living!" Scar spoke coldly, "At the gambling den, we didn't get a chance to grab our weapons, but today, we'll cripple you!"

With that, Scar, with a machete in hand, charged towards Jiang Chen.

"Wait, no rush."

Tu Feng suddenly raised his hand and said with a mocking face, "Jiang Chen, kneel and kowtow to apologize to me right now, and maybe I'll be in a good mood and let you go. Otherwise, both you and this Wang Dongyang will have to lie down. As for your auntie here, she'll have to lie down too, but underneath my brothers!"

Thump! Thump!

Two dull sounds followed, and before Jiang Chen could say anything, Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni had already knelt down.

"Young Master Feng, this has nothing to do with us! If you want to chop up this youngster, it's not our business!" Wang Dongyang said, his face panic-stricken.

Ye Yanni was so scared she was nearly peeing herself. She glanced at the thirty-odd burly men present; if they took turns, how could she endure that? Tears immediately flowed out as she beseeched with a distraught face, "Young Master Feng, we have nothing to do with this! Please don't vent your anger on us!"

Tu Feng glanced disdainfully at Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni, then turned to Jiang Chen, only to find him standing there casually.

"What? You think I won't dare to kill you?" A cold light flashed in Tu Feng's eyes.

"Jiang Chen!" Wang Dongyang shouted, "Kneel to Young Master Feng and apologize right away, don't drag us into the trouble you caused."

Ye Yanni also burst out yelling, "Jiang Chen, you asshole, troublemaker, kneel down to Young Master Feng this instant, you good-for-nothing! Bringing trouble on us, why aren't you kneeling? What are you standing there for? Do you want to get us killed?!"

"You won't die, and neither will I. The ones who should be lying down are them!" Jiang Chen said indifferently, pointing at Tu Feng.

"Are you out of your mind? You think just because you know a little martial arts, you're something special? Can't you see they've got knives? Kneel down and kowtow this instant!" Wang Dongyang roared.

Ye Yanni was hysterical, with cold sweat all over. A wave of urgency surged in her lower belly as she desperately held back her fear, screaming, "Jiang Chen, you damn fool, kneel down! If you want to die, don't drag us with you!"

Jiang Chen frowned and glanced disdainfully at Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni, "Two useless things."

Seeing Jiang Chen refuse to kneel, a cold, murderous intent burst from Tu Feng's eyes. He chuckled and said, "You want to die? I'll grant your wish. Everyone, attack, kill him!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"

Scar and the others had been waiting for the order, carrying their machetes, they charged at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen sneered, a far colder glint flashing in his eyes as he charged towards the crowd.

As he approached, Jiang Chen raised his hand.

"Snap—"

A blade landed in his grasp.

At the same time, he pushed off with his foot, "bang," sending the man from whom he'd snatched the blade flying.

With a knife in hand, the memory of killing skills from his dreams instantly surged forth.

"Whoosh!"

The knife wind abruptly rose, and he fiercely swung down.

"Ah—"

A scream pierced the air as a person's wrist was slashed, blood splattering.

But Jiang Chen didn't look at his opponent, his toes flicked and then kicked, turning the fallen cleaver into a fierce gale, whooshing as it directly stabbed out, embedding into another person's thigh.

Instantly, that person also screamed in agony, clutching his thigh as he collapsed.

Jiang Chen didn't pause, turning around, he wielded the knife in a horizontal slash.

You could hear "clang clang clang—" a succession of metallic collisions, sending sparks flying, as Jiang Chen's blade cut through three or four attackers' machetes. Those men felt their arms grow numb, crying out as the knives dropped from their hands.

Jiang Chen let out a cold chuckle, sweeping through the air, striking the fallen machetes.

"Swish swish swish—"

The ear-piercing, sharp knife wind swept by, and in an instant, another three or four people were struck, writhing in pain on the ground.

As Jiang Chen landed, he rolled forward, avoiding the knife edge that came from behind. His left hand scooped up from the ground, grasping another cleaver.

Upon standing up, he now had a knife in each hand.

The scent of the enemy's blood filled Jiang Chen's nostrils, as if he were on a battlefield.

But in this moment, he only felt his blood boiling, as if this battlefield was indeed the place he longed for the most.

At that moment, he almost wished to let out a long howl, sending a chill down the spine of all his enemies.

But his howl ultimately turned into two words:

"Drop dead!"

The words fell!

In a flash, Jiang Chen transformed into a terrifying God of Slaughter, one man with two knives, charging into the center of the crowd.

"Slash slash slash—"

"Ah!"

"My arm!"

Thud— Thud—

The sound of agonized screams, bodies falling, and blades penetrating flesh echoed over the construction site.

In no time, only Jiang Chen was left standing in the area, while all others lay sprawled, continuously screaming, with bloodshed all around.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dongyang was petrified, trembling all over.

Ye Yanni felt a large wet patch beneath her, as the urine she'd been holding back broke free the moment Jiang Chen turned into the God of Slaughter.

Was this Jiang Chen truly the same man who had been living off the women in his household, a worthless bum?

Too terrifying!

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