Chapter 161: The Fierce Battle

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Chu Tian arrived at the "Devil and Angel" Entertainment City on time. This entertainment city was located on a remote street in Shanghai. It was desolate and lacked any signs of life. Chu Tian found it a bit ridiculous. Could it be that Zhangsun Jincheng had been hiding here all along? No wonder his brothers couldn't find them. Couldn't Zhangsun Jincheng have chosen a better place? Choosing such a godforsaken place was like asking for trouble.

The "Devil and Angel" Entertainment City wasn't open for business today. It seemed to be waiting specifically for Chu Tian. It was even more desolate and a bit eerie. The few Jiang Bang disciples guarding the entrance were somewhat delighted when they saw Chu Tian arrive. They quickly went in to report, and as a result, Chu Tian was courteously invited in. People who didn't know the situation might have really thought they were welcoming a distinguished guest. Chu Tian suddenly had a feeling as if he were already a dead man because the people from the Jiang Bang didn't show any dissatisfaction or fear when they looked at him. Their eyes even showed a hint of pity.

As soon as Chu Tian stepped into the hall, he heard the sound of the main door being locked. It seemed that they didn't want him to leave alive. All the large lights in the hall were turned on, shining on the beautiful stage in the middle of the hall. Chu Tian clearly saw that Zhangsun Jincheng, Zhangsun Zijun, as well as Elder Lin and Elder Han were all sitting on the stage. Their得意 (I'm not sure if there's a proper English word for this specific feeling, so I used the pinyin here) expressions were fully revealed, as if they had completely forgotten that the Jiang Bang they led had been severely defeated by Chu Tian. Because tonight, they had all the initiative in their hands, and they had so many people and so many deadly tricks. No matter who it was, they couldn't help but feel complacent.

Through the gap behind Zhangsun Zijun, Chu Tian saw two girls whose figures were very similar to those of the Xiao sisters. They were being hung under the flashing lights. Their hair almost covered their entire faces, and there were several wounds on their bodies. They were standing on a chair with their feet. If he hadn't rescued the Xiao sisters beforehand, he would have definitely thought they were the Xiao sisters in his haste. At that time, he would have fallen into Zhangsun Zijun's trap. This kind of deadly move should be Zhangsun Zijun's masterpiece. It seemed that Zhangsun Zijun was indeed more scheming than others.

Zhangsun Jincheng had a smile in his eyes and said in a leisurely tone, "We meet again. I didn't expect that our two meetings would be so unpleasant. It's really the will of fate."

Chu Tian said indifferently, "Yes, it's really unfortunate that every time we meet, it's so unpleasant. This time should be our last meeting."

Zhangsun Jincheng smiled noncommittally and said, "It is indeed the last meeting. It seems that smart and proud people in this world are more likely to die young. What a pity, what a pity."

Chu Tian smiled slightly, took a step forward, and also let out a sigh. He said, "At least smart and proud people won't crawl through underground passages. I wonder if Gang Leader Zhangsun can tell me how that feels?"

Zhangsun Jincheng's face changed slightly. That was the greatest humiliation in his life. If it weren't for the need to escape, how could he, Zhangsun Jincheng, have crawled through that narrow underground passage? Although it was only 500 meters long, it felt to Zhangsun Jincheng as if he had crawled 5 kilometers. All of this was thanks to Chu Tian. Thinking of this, Zhangsun Jincheng's old face turned a bit red. Anyone could see that he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

Zhangsun Zijun quickly took her father's hand and patted it gently to calm him down. Zhangsun Jincheng didn't want to waste any more words, lest he be so provoked by Chu Tian that his blood vessels burst. With a wave of his hand, dozens of Jiang Bang disciples holding machetes surrounded him menacingly. They had never seen Chu Tian's martial arts skills, so with dozens of them pressing forward, they still seemed quite confident. Chu Tian didn't even glance at them. He shook his head and asked with a bitter smile, "Gang Leader Zhangsun, do we really have to fight to the death?"

Zhangsun Jincheng snorted and said with a hint of grief and indignation on his face, "I, Zhangsun Jincheng, have no enmity with you. Yet you killed my Jiang Bang brothers, undermined the foundation of my Jiang Bang, and made me suffer such humiliation. Chu Tian, you're really not a decent person." Zhangsun Jincheng's face became more and more难看 (It seems "ugly" or "displeased" could be used here depending on the context, but I used the pinyin for now) and even showed a bit of sadness. It was as if he was recalling his heroic days and the glorious years of the Jiang Bang in Shanghai. But now, because of this young man in front of him, thousands of gang members had been severely injured or killed, and the gang had been torn apart. He and his men had been fleeing everywhere. This time, they had set a trap for Chu Tian to avenge the Jiang Bang and regain his dignity.

Elder Lin and Elder Han also had a deep sense of sadness on their old faces. The Jiang Bang, which they had founded with their own hands, had just disintegrated like this. After devoting their entire lives' efforts and energy, they had ended up with such a result. It was really heartbreaking, and their hatred for Chu Tian deepened even further.

Chu Tian didn't bother to argue or say those clichés like "one can't help oneself in the underworld." Because he knew that in the hearts of these people with a strong desire for revenge, all reasoning would only be distorted and trampled under their feet. They only remembered that Chu Tian had destroyed the Jiang Bang but forgot that they themselves had annexed many other gangs to achieve their former glory.

Looking at the dozens of loyal Jiang Bang disciples surrounding him, Chu Tian secretly sighed. If I don't kill others, others will surely kill me. Killing one person is considered a crime, but killing ten thousand makes one a hero. For a lifetime of glory and wealth, there will inevitably be piles of white bones.

There was a calm look in Chu Tian's eyes. He took a step forward to meet their machetes and took out the Minghong Battle Saber from behind his back, which had been eager to be used. The Minghong Battle Saber looked simple and unadorned under the light, but when held in Chu Tian's hand, it exuded a fierce aura.

The Jiang Bang disciples surrounding him felt the aura emanating from Chu Tian and paused slightly. Then they slowly closed in on him. Chu Tian nodded at the few people closest to him. There was a hint of contempt in his eyes. Those few Jiang Bang disciples were immediately provoked, and their bloodlust surged. With a loud shout, three machetes slashed at him from the upper, middle, and lower directions simultaneously. Chu Tian's figure suddenly moved faster, dodging their attacks and moving to their side. With a gentle wave and sweep of the Minghong Battle Saber in his right hand, the three Jiang Bang disciples holding machetes suddenly found that their machetes were out of their control, or rather, they were gone. When they looked closely, they saw that their right hands had been cut off at the wrist, and blood was flowing freely. They immediately reacted and felt a sharp pain. They quickly stepped back in fear.

Taking advantage of the moment, two people attacked from behind Chu Tian. Their machetes seemed about to strike his back. Without looking back, Chu Tian lowered his head and bent down, and with a backhand swing of his saber, he blocked their attacks. When the machetes of the two Jiang Bang disciples collided with the Minghong Battle Saber in Chu Tian's hand, they immediately broke into two pieces, and a sharp pain shot through their虎口 (I'm not sure if there's a proper English word for this specific part of the hand, so I used the pinyin here).

Taking advantage of their momentary sluggishness, Chu Tian quickly and accurately stabbed the Minghong Battle Saber into their shoulder blades. With two "clang, clang" sounds, the Jiang Bang disciples could no longer hold their machetes, and the weapons fell to the ground one after another. Their blood stained their clothes red, and they quickly covered their wounds and stepped back.

Zhangsun Jincheng and the others knew that Chu Tian had defeated Dragon Hall Master Lin Xiongjun and knew that Chu Tian had some martial arts skills. But they didn't expect that Chu Tian would be so powerful, being able to subdue the enemy with every move. They were all very shocked. No wonder Chu Tian could command Haizi and Guangzi.

When the other Jiang Bang disciples saw how fierce Chu Tian was, they were frightened and showed胆怯 (It seems "fear" or "cowardice" could be used here, but I used the pinyin for now) expressions on their faces. But now, with so many of their superiors watching from behind, they couldn't help but fight with all their might. So, six Jiang Bang disciples simply roared and charged directly at Chu Tian, slashing at him from six different angles. Chu Tian quickly kicked up two machetes from the ground and threw them out before they could encircle him, stabbing into the chests of the two people in front. Then Chu Tian took a leap forward and caught the two machetes that were about to fall, and threw them behind him. The people charging from behind were completely unprepared, and their necks were instantly cut by the spinning machetes. They fell to the ground with their eyes wide open. At this moment, Chu Tian had already pulled out the machetes from their chests with a backhand and threw them out gently to the sides. The two people charging from the left and right were greatly shocked and quickly turned their heads to avoid them. Taking this opportunity, Chu Tian twirled the Minghong Battle Saber in his hand in a magnificent circle. The two charging Jiang Bang disciples suddenly felt a chill in their necks. Then, with disbelief and unwillingness, they touched the blood gushing from their throats and fell to the ground.

"Kill one person within ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles." The people around inexplicably thought of this sentence.

Zhangsun Zijun's face became even uglier. In just a few exchanges, more than a dozen brothers had died. If this continued, the last loyal members of the Jiang Bang would be finished sooner or later. In fact, the Jiang Bang members who were围攻 (It seems "surrounding and attacking" could be used here, but I used the pinyin for now) also had the intention of retreating. Although one needed to fight hard to keep their job these days, sometimes life was more important than a job. So Zhangsun Zijun clapped her hands gently, and the people who were surrounding him immediately let out a sigh of relief and quickly dispersed in all directions. But Chu Tian didn't feel relieved because he sensed a very powerful aura hidden around him, and the martial arts skills of the person were no less than those of Tian Yangsheng and the "Solitary Sword."

Zhangsun Zijun's face twitched a few times, and she forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes. She said, "The Young Master is truly an outstanding person, with great courage and excellent martial arts skills. To show respect for a hero, you can take the people away now. We can settle our grudges later." Then she waved her hand to make way for Chu Tian to go up to the stage and pick up the Xiao sisters.

Chu Tian smiled. Since everyone was acting, of course, they had to play the act to the fullest. He didn't expose Zhangsun Zijun and deliberately looked around with a half-doubting expression. Under the unfriendly gazes of the people, he slowly and carefully walked onto the stage. As he watched Chu Tian slowly approach the "Xiao Sirou" and "Xiao Nianrou," a trace of a smile that was hard to detect appeared on Zhangsun Zijun's face.

When Chu Tian reached the "Xiao Nianrou" and "Xiao Sirou," he didn't immediately untie the ropes that bound them. Instead, he turned around and asked Zhangsun Zijun, "Are they really mine? Can I really take them away?"

Zhangsun Zijun concealed her smile and nodded solemnly, "Yes, you can take them away." As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a strange smile flash across Chu Tian's face, and her heart莫名的 (It seems "inexplicably" could be used here, but I used the pinyin for now) panicked and startled.

When Chu Tian turned his head back, with a wave of his hand and a slash of his saber, he didn't cut the ropes but instead sliced across the abdomens of the two girls. Two female screams of "Ah, ah" pierced the quiet ballroom. Their intestines spilled out, and they didn't die immediately, but the pain and struggle made everyone present tremble with fear. The faces of Zhangsun Zijun and her group also showed great pain, as if Chu Tian had cut their own flesh.

Chu Tian smiled and said innocently, "I suddenly got too lazy to take them away, so I had to kill them."

"Kill him! Kill him for me!" Sister Li suddenly appeared from nowhere, accompanied by five enchanting women. Her hysterical expression made people feel that she seemed to have gone crazy. How could Sister Li not be in pain and crazy? Those two girls were professional killers she had hired at a high price from Thailand. She had originally planned to have them stab Chu Tian when he untied the ropes. Who would have thought that Chu Tian would see through their plan and kill them with one slash? This was also like killing Sister Li. How could she explain this to the killer organization? It would probably cost a lot of money to settle this matter this time.

The people around Zhangsun Zijun had to once again risk their lives to surround Chu Tian. Chu Tian knew that they were already afraid. He moved his steps and stabbed out five consecutive times. The five people who were forced to charge in front fell down before they could reach Chu Tian. No matter how much Sister Li shouted, the others didn't dare to charge forward anymore. Chu Tian wasn't a human being; he was a god of war. This wasn't a siege; it was suicide.

Zhangsun Zijun also saw this and calmed down, regaining her cold and haughty demeanor. She waved her hand to make her subordinates retreat again, lest they lose the last bit of her father's foundation.

Chu Tian looked at Sister Li coldly, as if looking at a ridiculous clown. After she calmed down a bit, he said indifferently, "Sister Li, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought you had disappeared from Shanghai. I didn't expect you to be back, and you even brought so many beautiful women. You're really considerate. By the way, I wonder if your Japanese friends from the Sakura Mantian of the Yamaguchi-gumi sent you a message in your dreams last night?"

Sister Li felt her heart bleeding. That group of seventeen Sakura Mantian killers from the Yamaguchi-gumi had all died. They had died so cleanly that Sister Li didn't dare to tell the Yamaguchi-gumi at all. She could only carefully cremate them all, making it seem as if they had never set foot on the land of China. If the people from the Yamaguchi-gumi knew this news, they would probably have killed her too. So now, when she heard Chu Tian's mockery, anger almost shot out of her eyes, and she wished she could rush forward and tear Chu Tian to pieces to account for it to the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Zhangsun Zijun suddenly spoke up. She wasn't afraid of Chu Tian. She still had an ace up her sleeve. But she was also a bit unwilling that the two killers had died like this. She asked with a bit of confusion, "Before you die, can you tell me when you found out that they were fake? Could it be that you've already rescued the Xiao sisters? That's impossible. The Xiao sisters are still in Lin Xiongjun's hands."

A mischievous smile appeared on Chu Tian's face, and he said, "Did you call Lin Xiongjun? Did you hear the moans of Lin Xiongjun, Xiao Nianrou, and Xiao Sirou, and then you hung up the phone?"

Zhangsun Zijun had indeed called Lin Xiongjun just when Chu Tian arrived. As a result, she didn't hear Lin Xiongjun speak clearly. She only heard the man's low growls and the moans of the two women. She knew that Lin Xiongjun was lustful, so she didn't say anything. As long as the people were still in her hands, it was fine. Then she hung up the phone and focused on dealing with Chu Tian. Now it seemed that it was all a trap set by Chu Tian. She suddenly became interested. Even though this person in front of her had a deep hatred with her, meeting an opponent with intelligence, scheming, and martial arts skills was also a pleasure in life. Moreover, she felt that she was still one step ahead of Chu Tian in the end, and it gave her a wonderful feeling like a cat playing with a mouse.

Chu Tian continued to reveal the mystery and said, "I taught them all that. As soon as they heard Lin Xiongjun's phone ring, they played the recording we had prepared for you. We prepared five segments, but unfortunately, you believed it after hearing just one. I really overestimated you. Also, I'm sorry to tell you that all the people from Lin Xiongjun's group who killed the Qing Gang disciples are dead. But don't worry, they died without pain. They were all killed with one slash to the throat or one stab to the heart."

Although Chu Tian said it so casually, Zhangsun Zijun and the others could naturally imagine the scenes of the Jiang Bang disciples' tragic deaths. They couldn't help but shiver. The Chu Tian in front of them gradually transformed into a devil.

When Elder Lin heard that all the people who had killed the Qing Gang disciples were dead, he suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, "How is my son? Where did you lock him up? What do you want?" In Elder Lin's eyes, he thought that Chu Tian didn't have the guts to kill Lin Xiongjun. At most, he would lock Lin Xiongjun up and bargain with him.

Chu Tian sighed with some regret, shook his head and said, "Master Lin, I'm really sorry, Lin Xiongjun, there is no pain when he dies." Then his face became serious and said, "Because when the eighth master came, he only told me one word."

Changsun Jincheng and Changsun Zijun asked in unison, "What word?"

"Kill." Chu Tian gently spat out a word, and everyone shivered.

"You lied, you lied, how could my son die, how could he die." Grandpa Lin's veins bulged out, and the pain of losing his son in old age made him cry hysterically like Sister Li: "Kill, kill, kill him for me."

Sister Li's face became even uglier. She opened her cold eyes, waved her hand, and calmly said to the five coquettish women beside her, "."

Chu Tian smiled slightly, knowing that it meant killing himself, so he said lightly: "**." It meant come on.

Five charming women jumped onto the stage with agility, holding two shiny daggers in their hands, and their eyes projected an incomparable killing intent. Obviously, they saw their two accomplices being injured by Chu Tian without resistance, and their hearts were extremely angry.