"Jiang Chen, release my son!"

Xue Tu glanced at Tu Feng, who was being stepped on by Jiang Chen, his facial muscles contorting as he yelled at Jiang Chen.

A smirk appeared on Jiang Chen's lips as he glanced at Xue Tu. He then lowered his head, smiling as he looked at Tu Feng beneath his foot, "Your dad's here, are you happy?"

"..."

Tu Feng didn't speak. Looking at Jiang Chen's smile, a chill arose in his heart, and his body trembled slightly again.

Jiang Chen sneered, lifted his head and swept a dismissive look over Xue Tu and the others. He was about to speak when the shouts of Wang Dongyang and his companion interrupted:

"Jiang Chen, quickly let Fong Shao go and apologize to Boss Xue Tu!"

"Jiang Chen, do you really want to get us killed!"

Petrified by the hundred-plus people brought by Xue Tu, Wang Dongyang and his friend yelled at Jiang Chen, then immediately started bowing their heads to Xue Tu.

"Boss Xue Tu, this has nothing to do with us! It's all Jiang Chen's fault. Please, just let us go like a puff of air!"

"Boss Xue Tu, if you want to chop him, go ahead! It's got nothing to do with us!"

Xue Tu didn't even glance at Wang Dongyang and his companion, his gaze fixed coldly on Jiang Chen: "Release my son immediately, or else, I'll make your whole family die in front of you."

"Release Fong Shao!"

"Hurry up and let Fong Shao go!"

A group of Xue Tu's guys also began waving their machetes, loudly shouting.

At this moment, Tu Feng also gathered some spirit, clenching his teeth: "Jiang Chen, hurry up and release me, or else... Ahh!"

But before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Chen abruptly lifted his foot and stomped down, hitting right on his head, causing him such pain that his remaining words turned into a wail.

"Bastard!" Seeing this from the side, Xue Tu felt a pain in his heart as if it were bleeding, ready to call his men to attack.

Suddenly.

Whoo! Squeal—

A roar and the sound of screeching brakes filled the air as ten vans parked not far from the crowd, and Zhang Long rushed out with his hundred men.

"Mr. Jiang, are you alright?" Zhang Long rushed to Jiang Chen's side, urgently asking.

Jiang Chen looked at Zhang Long in surprise, not expecting Zhang Long to have had his men surveil Xue Tu and even follow them.

However, Jiang Chen felt some gratitude in his heart and smiled, "I'm fine, thank you."

"Zhang Long, I'd advise you not to meddle in this matter, or else don't blame me, Xue Tu, for starting a war!" Xue Tu, seeing Zhang Long, felt a twinge of anxiety, shouting loudly.

Zhang Long nodded to Jiang Chen, then turned to Xue Tu and sneered, "Xue Tu, trying to scare me? Let the war begin then. This fight was inevitable sooner or later; better to end it now!"

"Come on!"

"Fight!"

Zhang Long's subordinate, Si Ge, led the charge to the other side of Xue Tu's men, both groups standing off against each other.

Wang Dongyang and his companion were scared stiff by this stand-off, hardly daring to breathe, huddling on the ground and inching backward.

"Enough!" Jiang Chen stood up, waved his hand and stepped into the middle, giving Xue Tu a cold glance, then turned to Zhang Long, "Zhang Long, step aside, I'll handle this myself."

"Mr. Jiang!" Zhang Long was shocked. He knew Jiang Chen was a good fighter, but after all, there were over a hundred people opposite him. No matter how good he was, could he fight more than a hundred brawny men?

Jiang Chen shook his head confidently, "Don't worry. Have your men back off, so they don't get caught in the crossfire."

Zhang Long hesitated, but seeing the confidence in Jiang Chen's eyes, he chose to believe him. With a wave of his hand, Si Ge and the others all retreated behind Zhang Long.

"Xue Tu, I alone will take on all of you. If I win, you'll have your son kowtow and apologize to my wife!" Jiang Chen looked at Xue Tu with a cold gaze.

Xue Tu was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Haha... You alone against our hundred-plus men? Have you gone mad or are you seeking death?"

"Dragon Lord, are we really not going to step in?" Si Ge approached Zhang Long and whispered.

Zhang Long stared intently at Jiang Chen, whispering back, "Be ready to rush in at any time, we can't let Mr. Jiang come to harm!"

"Yes!" Si Ge whispered back a reply, gesturing to the people behind him, and they all nodded in agreement.

Wang Dongyang and his companion were dumbfounded, their faces a picture of disbelief as they watched Jiang Chen.

"Has Jiang Chen lost his mind? He's going to fight a hundred-plus men alone?!" Ye Yanni said softly.

Wang Dongyang quickly tugged at Ye Yanni, whispering fiercely, "Who cares! What does his death have to do with us? If he dies, maybe Boss Xue Tu will not vent his anger on us!"

"Oh, right! Dead, great, he's dead!" Ye Yanni nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Chen looked at Xue Tu indifferently and said faintly, "Stop dawdling. Is your son's wound beyond healing?"

Xue Tu's face turned cold, and he spoke in a deep voice, "Fine! You want to die, then I'll grant you your wish. Attack!"

With a loud roar from Xue Tu, over a hundred people, including the Cobra, all charged towards Jiang Chen.

Zhang Long's expression tightened, and he raised his hand, ready to issue the attack command, while staring straight at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen laughed coldly. His figure did not move, but a faint trace of blood already flickered in his hand.

The next second, Jiang Chen's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the likes of Cobra and others.

"He's gone mad, completely mad!"

Both Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni muttered to themselves upon seeing this scene.

Mad? Indeed, it was madness!

At Xue Tu's side, a hundred people armed with knives, their savage killing intent nearly piercing the sky.

And Jiang Chen was just one man.

One man charging at a hundred!

What madness this was!

Yet, it was shockingly awe-inspiring!

"Whoosh—"

As if a whirlwind passed by, Jiang Chen's silhouette, glowing with a faint bloodlight, broke into the midst of the hundred.

All those watching could barely see Jiang Chen anymore; all they saw was the faint blood shadow rapidly spinning around the people like Cobra.

What followed was a series of pitiful screams and howls ringing out.

"Ah—"

"Ouch!"

And countless dull thuds.

"Bang bang bang—"

"Thump! Thump! Thump—"

And then there were those scalp-numbing sounds.

"Clang clang—"

"Sss sss sss—"

These sounds interwoven together, rising and falling, made everyone's nerves tightly wound, the shock indescribably intense.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Long's face had completely changed. He swallowed hard, muttering in disbelief, "A Martial Artist! Is Mr. Jiang... a Martial Artist?!"

"A Martial Artist?" Fourth Brother was startled for a moment, and said with a shocked expression, "Brother Long, is this what a Martial Artist is?"

Zhang Long nodded heavily, "That's right! Only a Martial Artist could possess such strength. It's just unknown what realm Mr. Jiang has reached."

Bang—

Thump—

Cobra was kicked out of the crowd and slammed heavily at the feet of Xue Tu, who stepped back in horror.

At this moment, the hundred or so people were all lying on the ground, with only Jiang Chen standing in the field.

Blood pooled at his feet; a murderous aura spread from his body.

He stood still, his gaze sweeping across, already frightening the courage out of everyone around.

He was like a Demon God bathed in blood!

Wang Dongyang and the other person were thoroughly frightened out of their wits, their bodies shaking and releasing a foul-smelling liquid.

Jiang Chen surveyed the whole field, finally fixing his cold gaze on Xue Tu.

"Tap tap tap—"

Stepping over the blood, Jiang Chen walked towards Xue Tu step by step.

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