Chapter 128: Want to Kill Me? I'll Give You the Chance
Chapter 128: Want to Kill Me? I'll Give You the Chance
The door suddenly opened, startling several members of the Iron Fist Gang.
When they saw Jiang Cheng walking out of the house, they were so shocked that they took a few steps back.
They were already aware of this person's deeds, and they knew they were no match for him.
Jiang Cheng glanced at them and then at the large group before him. Finally, his gaze settled on the two leaders, and he said slowly, "Didn't you say you'd give me three days to consider? It's only the second day today. Why can't you wait any longer?"
"Three days?"
Lin Feng scoffed, "If you wanted to join us, you would have made up your mind yesterday. Why would you need three days?"
"That's right."
Cao Kun also spoke up, "It's not just about giving you three days. Even if you had thirty or three hundred days, it wouldn't make a difference."
"Indeed, that makes sense."
Jiang Cheng nodded.
"Huh?"
Jiang Cheng's words left Cao Kun and Lin Feng a little confused.
This young man seemed a little too calm.
It was true that in their eyes, they saw themselves as no different from the useless bunch in the Wolf Fang Gang, but they were unaware of the astonishing gap between the two sides.
"Kid, do you know why we're here today?" Lin Feng asked.
"Why?"
Jiang Cheng's lips curled slightly.
If he were alone at this moment, the danger level would indeed be high.
But he knew their strength, while they were unaware of his. By catching them off guard, escaping wouldn't be a problem, and with luck, he might even take one of them down.
However, with the two inside the house, the situation was different.
"To kill you."
Lin Feng sneered,
"I did give you a chance, but you didn't seize it. Since that's the case, I won't let you off! I know you think highly of yourself, but today, I'll show you what true strength is!"
"Clap, clap, clap."
Just as he was about to charge forward, sudden applause rang out.
Two masked individuals then emerged from the house, one after the other.
The masks were golden, adorned with numerous clouds, and from a distance, it resembled the golden sunlight breaking through the clouds at dawn, filling the entire sky."
"Huh?"
The members of the Iron Fist Gang were left dumbfounded by this sight.
There were actually two more people inside the house?
And they were wearing masks?
What did it mean?
A show-off?
However, Lin Feng and Cao Kun's faces turned pale, and their legs trembled slightly.
Ordinary people wouldn't understand the significance of those masks, but as the core strength of the Iron Fist Gang, they knew all too well.
The two individuals before them were from the Dawn Society, a force that the combined martial arts gyms on this street couldn't match.
"Well said. Why don't you continue?" Red Tea asked from behind the mask.
"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"
Lin Feng, who had just been arrogant and overbearing, now resembled a groveling lapdog, pleading for mercy. "We didn't know, Jiang Cheng, that you're one of them. Please, please spare us!"
"Yes, please, great heroes. We're newcomers, and we didn't recognize the great mountain before us. Please, spare us," Cao Kun begged, his voice trembling.
If they had known the boy's background, why did they even come? Were they tired of living?
Red Tea sighed, turned to Nightingale behind her, and said, "It's up to you."
Nightingale nodded, extending her right hand, revealing over a dozen steel needles resting on her palm. Each needle had two sharp ends, with the middle part being thicker.
The entire audience, including Jiang Cheng, was left in awe, unsure of her intentions as they watched with wide eyes.
Over a dozen steel needles suddenly hovered in mid-air, floating freely.
The crowd's jaws dropped in unison.
The next moment, a series of piercing sounds filled the air.
The needles, numbering over a dozen, weaved through the air, forming an invisible net that enveloped the Iron Fist Gang members present.
"Pfft!"
A crisp sound echoed as a gang member's chest was pierced by a needle, followed by a gush of blood spraying out several meters away.
The gang member, whose heart was impaled, initially looked confused. But as he realized the severity of the situation and saw the blood gushing from his chest, his face turned to horror. He let out a cry of agony before collapsing.
Even Cao Kun, a First Rank Primordial Energy Warrior, was almost simultaneously struck by a needle through his heart. He clutched his chest, gazing at the three individuals nearby with extreme reluctance as he fell.
In the blink of an eye, the Iron Fist Gang members were either dead or severely injured.
Jiang Cheng witnessed this scene, his heart trembling with fear.
Was this the power of a Mind Master? Another First Rank Primordial Energy Warrior, yet the Iron Fist Gang member had no chance to resist. What if it were him? His fate would likely be no better.
He couldn't even trace the needles' trajectory; their speed was too fast, and they could change direction unpredictably.
But his heart soon ignited with passion.
He had obtained a mental secret art, and becoming a Mind Master was only a matter of time.
Moments later, over a dozen needles flew back to Nightingale's hand, and surprisingly, there wasn't a drop of blood on them.
"I thought you wanted to kill him to vent your anger. I spared his life and am leaving him to you," Nightingale's voice rang out, devoid of any emotional turmoil after the killing, as if she had just killed a few dozen ants.
"She's ruthless."
Jiang Cheng's heart silently acknowledged this, and his gaze shifted to the sole survivor of the Iron Fist Gang, Lin Feng, his eyes burning with fierce battle intent.
Lin Feng, at this moment, was in disbelief, touching his chest.
He had thought he would share the same fate as Cao Kun and the others, but as his companions fell, he remained alive.
Was it an illusion?
Or was he already dead?
"No need for surprise. You're indeed alive," Jiang Cheng said, taking out two iron rods from behind.
"You said you gave me a chance, so I'm giving you one now."
Lin Feng, upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, was taken aback and excitedly asked, "You... you're letting me go?"
"Use your brain and think. Do you really have a chance to survive today?" Jiang Cheng chuckled.
Could someone be this foolish?
"What do you mean?"
Lin Feng's face turned red with rage.
A gentleman could kill but not humiliate! If not for the two individuals standing nearby, any slight movement from him would result in instant death, and he would have charged forward already.
"What do I mean? It's simple. You wanted to kill me, didn't you? Come on! I'm giving you this chance. You're undoubtedly going to die, but whether you can take me down with you, depends on your skills."
"Good!"
Lin Feng's eyes turned bloodshot, his sanity slipping away.
He roared and charged towards Jiang Cheng, his long knife drawing an arc in the air as he slashed fiercely at Jiang Cheng's head!
(End of Chapter)
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