Chapter 215: The Resolution
Chapter 215: The Resolution
Chen Chuan held the Snow Lady Sword in his hand as he approached the Bloodstain Gang's stronghold. His footsteps were steady and unhurried, gradually closing in on the location where Uncle Han and the others were.
Just then, two gunshots rang out, hitting the muddy ground not far in front of him. But his steps didn't falter for a moment, as if he wasn't affected by it at all.
Another shot followed, but perhaps due to the distance or merely to intimidate, the bullets grazed past him. Still, he didn't stop, and the distance between them narrowed.
Uncle Han's heart pounded with growing anxiety. Fortunately, he saw Du Mian and the others had retreated. He hurried to the edge of the sentry post, pointed his cane outward, and instructed, "Du Mian, and you two, don't let him get any closer. If it comes to it, kill him!"
Chen Chuan's stance clearly indicated that he was heading straight for them. Uncle Han was all too aware of the power a fighter could unleash within a certain distance, especially one possibly wearing protective armor. If such a fighter broke through, he, as the gang leader, would undoubtedly be the primary target.
Regardless of Chen Chuan's identity or background, he could be deadly. Uncle Han wouldn't hesitate; he would take him out first.
Du Mian was an obedient follower, always ready to carry out orders without question. He took a few glances at Chen Chuan from a distance, sensing a formidable fighter. Turning back, he grabbed a specially made long stick and, with two others, advanced towards Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan, ignoring the two approaching from the sides, fixed his gaze on Du Mian directly ahead.
As Du Mian reached the optimal distance, he swung his arm, which moved his wrist, causing the stick to spin a few times. With a whoosh, he unleashed a gust of force towards Chen Chuan's head.
The strike was powerful, even causing nearby fallen leaves to swirl. Du Mian was confident that regardless of the opponent's armor or other defenses, a hit would shatter their bones.
But at that moment, Du Mian's vision blurred, and just as he had exerted half the force in his arm, he felt his throat clutched tightly.
Instinctively, he activated his unique second-level power technique, allowing him to generate a second wave of force while the first was still in motion, often proving effective in intense battles.
His chest and neck's mutated tissue swelled like an inflated balloon, generating an outward force. Normally, this force would be enough to break free from any grasping object or fingers.
However, this time, the five fingers gripping his neck tightened, and the mutated tissue, along with the muscles and bones in his neck, crumbled like brittle wood under the overwhelming force.
Chen Chuan's gaze remained calm and unperturbed. He tossed aside the lifeless Du Mian, as if discarding an insignificant object, and continued walking forward.
The two men on either side, who had planned to flank Du Mian during his attack, froze halfway through their movements, witnessing Du Mian's swift defeat.
They exchanged glances, took a few steps back, and waited as Chen Chuan approached. Simultaneously, they drew their pistols from their waists, aiming at Chen Chuan's back.
Chen Chuan seemed unbothered, but in that instant, his hand moved swiftly, too fast to discern. His windbreaker fluttered briefly, and two shots rang out, causing the two men's heads to explode, their bodies collapsing backward.
Those watching from the sentry post were left breathless.
Chen Chuan finally halted when he was less than a hundred meters away from the sentry point. He looked up, planted the Snow Lady Sword into the ground, gripped the hilt, and with a swift, gleaming draw, his figure vanished from its original spot.
Uncle Han, a man of experience, felt a surge of terror. He quickly turned around, preparing to descend from the watchtower. Initially, his elevated position had given him an advantage, but now he cursed himself for climbing so high.
Outside, a rapid succession of gunshots erupted, accompanied by screams, roars, and cries of agony. Gripping the bamboo ladder tightly, he trembled as he descended, nearly missing a step in his haste.
By the time he reached the ground, the sounds outside had diminished, becoming sporadic. As he stumbled out of the fortress, the outside world had fallen silent.
In the dim light, he saw a gruesome scene—the once-fierce gang members lay scattered, most with severed limbs, while those farther away had their heads blown apart. It was a terrifying sight.
Not far away, the figure in the black windbreaker stood, extracting a long sword from a gang member pinned to the wall.
His breathing quickened involuntarily, and his whole body trembled. Without a word, he turned and fled, his cane shaking with every step, as if he might fall at any moment.
Despite his trembling, his pace didn't slow. He shuffled away, hoping to escape forever.
But just as he huffed and puffed his way out for a dozen meters, a steady pace echoed from behind. He felt a surge of terror gripping him, wanting to cry out, but his throat muscles tensed, and the sound that emerged was hoarse and short.
In this situation, he became increasingly flustered, his movements grew more erratic, and eventually, he stumbled and fell to the ground, his neatly combed hair instantly becoming disheveled.
Fortunately, the ground beneath was soft mud, and he didn't seem to have suffered much injury. He blanked out for a moment, then groped for his cane, attempting to stand up again, but the footsteps had already reached his side, causing him to stiffen.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of black boots and the hem of a black windbreaker passing by his side and stopping in front of him.
He dared not raise his head to look, instead kneeling down and bowing his head as he whimpered, "Spare me, spare me..." He pushed forward a small leather suitcase he carried, "I have value, I have money, I have a lot of money, I'm willing to give it all to you..."
Chen Chuan said, "Han Zhang? Weren't you the one who used secret rituals to absorb life energy before?" He lifted the blade and gestured with it.
Han Zhang's body trembled, and he slowly stood up. However, with the visitor facing away from the sunlight, he couldn't see clearly, only catching a glimpse of the scarf fluttering in the autumn wind.
Han Zhang admitted, "Yes, it's me. I'm Han Zhang. Arrest me. I've committed many crimes, truly, many crimes. You can sentence me, sentence me..."
Chen Chuan said, "If it's you, then there's no mistake." He raised the blade and, with a casual wave, Han Zhang's head flew off, and his body instantly slumped to one side.
Chen Chuan gave the blade a light shake and then thrust it into the ground.
He took out the camera he carried and began taking photos all around, also checking the items carried by the people nearby.
This time, he didn't know who were secret sect members and who were Bloodstain Gang members. But he didn't need to differentiate; anyone who pointed a weapon at him or took action, he would deal with decisively. Only those who looked like logistical support staff, he merely knocked unconscious, leaving it to the villagers to handle.
After checking, he confirmed that there were two people with notebooks, but the notes inside were very basic, as if they had only studied for a short time and were hastily added to make up the numbers.
Although these people could also set up secret rituals, the effects were not impressive. The core members of the secret rituals should not be among them.
After circling back, he picked up the small leather suitcase Han Zhang carried and left the place.
About ten minutes after he left, the villagers of Cai Family Village cautiously approached. When they saw the corpses scattered on the ground, expressions of astonishment, fear, and excitement emerged on their faces.
Guan Xiaohui looked at the mutilated bodies on the ground, still feeling incredulous. Could it be that the Bloodstain Gang, which had made them feel like enemies at the gates, nearly bringing disaster to the village, was now directly eliminated?
Zhen Ping, a fighter, surveyed the scene. She could tell that the Bloodstain Gang members had no significant signs of struggle on their bodies, clearly killed in a single move. The process was incredibly swift and clean, indicating a vast difference in skill between the two sides, leaving the gang members unable to put up even the slightest resistance.
The two senior team members who had come with her stood to the side, their expressions tense and solemn. One of them said with certainty, "He must be a master of the second limit!"
The other wasn't entirely convinced, saying, "Even if he isn't, he's not far off. It's possible he took some kind of drug."
At this moment, Guan Xiaohui hesitated and leaned closer to Zhen Ping, whispering, "Sister Zhen, I think that person just now looked like Chen Chuan..."
Zhen Ping was taken aback and turned to ask, "Xiaohui, did you see clearly?"
Guan Xiaohui said, "I didn't see clearly, but I recognize his sword. When he went to eliminate Fang Dawi's group, he carried that sword. I can't mistake it, and his build and stature also seemed similar."
Zhen Ping thought to herself, "It's definitely him. It could only be him."
She knew that Chen Chuan had single-handedly overturned the entire Mutual Aid Society. Compared to the Mutual Aid Society, these remnants of the Bloodstain Gang were nothing. Whether in terms of equipment or personnel quality, the Mutual Aid Society far surpassed the Bloodstain Gang.
Guan Xiaohui asked, "Sister Zhen, did Chen Chuan come specifically to deal with these Bloodstain Gang members?"
Zhen Ping didn't respond immediately. Instead, a senior fighter approached them and said, "Zhen, prepare to leave. We need to evacuate Cai Family Village as soon as possible."
"Evacuate? Why?" Zhen Ping was surprised.
The senior fighter spoke in a low voice, "That person just now, the coat he wore, although it looked ordinary, could be a second-limit fighter's garment. We can't stay here any longer. We'll temporarily leave the village, but we won't truly leave. Bao Yuan is still active in this area, and we won't leave until we deal with this despicable member of our team!"
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(End of Chapter)
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