Bao Dadong laughed in fury: "Heh, this is really interesting. It's been a long time since anyone has dared to be so arrogant in front of me."

Chen Yun calmly said, "You have five seconds left to make a decision."

Bao Dadong said with a gloomy look in his eyes, "I've made up my mind. I'll start with you. Once I've chopped you into mincemeat and fed you to the dogs, I don't believe Long Pingting won't give in!"

At this point, he looked at Du Laojiu beside him and gave him a wink, signaling him to make a move.

Du Laojiu understood and walked towards Chen Yun with a sinister grin: "You little brat, you dare to go against our Brother Dong? I'll break both your arms first, and see if you're still so arrogant."

The words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly accelerated.

His right hand, like an eagle's claw, fiercely grabbed at Chen Yun's left shoulder, preparing to dislocate Chen Yun's left arm.

He practices the Mighty Vajra Claw technique.

And he's been practicing for 20 years!

They have already mastered the skill to a high degree.

His strength was enough to crush a stone the size of a duck egg into powder.

Over the years, I don't know how many people's heads have been crushed.

Now, dislocating Chen Yun's arm is a piece of cake.

But the next second he realized he was wrong.

Chen Yun sat on the sofa, neither dodging nor flinching, but simply raised his left hand and instantly grabbed Du Laojiu's wrist!

In an instant, Du Laojiu's pupils dilated in shock.

The security guards from the club and Du Laojiu's men around them widened their eyes instantly, revealing expressions of disbelief.

This is Ninth Brother!

Chen Yun easily caught the Vajra Claw technique, which he had mastered for 20 years.

Chen Yun grabbed Du Laojiu's wrist and said coldly, "Didn't I just tell you that it's not your turn yet, and I'll settle accounts with you later?"

With Chen Yun gripping his wrist, Du Laojiu's heart was already in turmoil. He stammered, "You!"

Chen Yun pulled Du Laojiu over with a slight tug, then raised his right hand and slapped Du Laojiu across the face.

Snap!

The powerful palm strike tore open Du Laojiu's cheek, causing blood to splatter everywhere. He was sent flying through the air and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Damn it, how dare he hurt our boss! Kill this kid!"

The club's security guards and Du Laojiu's men all brandished batons and swarmed towards Chen Yun.

"court death!"

Long Pingting snorted coldly, unzipped her travel bag, took out a short sword, and strode forward to intercept the security guards and thugs who were rushing towards Chen Yun.

Clang!

Her dagger clashed with a thug's baton, knocking the baton away, and the dagger slid down the baton.

With a swish, he severed the other person's wrist.

The hand, along with the baton, fell to the ground.

"ah!"

The opponent let out a piercing scream and retreated, clutching his severed wrist.

However, more opponents rushed in.

Long Pingting brandished her short sword and engaged in fierce combat with her opponents.

Soon, several more opponents fell to her short sword with screams of pain.

However, her short sword was also somewhat dull.

So, with a horizontal slash, she forced everyone back.

Then he took out a short knife from his travel bag and fought with his opponent who pounced on him again.

Repeat this process several times.

After changing several swords, dozens of her opponents had already fallen around her.

But she was still incredibly powerful!

Moreover, her duffel bag was still intact, so there must still be swords inside!

Shu Lingyue was stunned.

Bao Dadong and his bodyguards, who were watching from the sidelines, were also stunned.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, just how many swords and knives did Long Pingting carry in her travel bag?

Little did they know, Long Pingting had brought a full nine swords!

Chen Yun sat on the sofa, not in a hurry to make a move.

He wanted to see Long Pingting's true abilities!

Only by understanding Long Pingting's true strength can we be fully prepared when assigning her tasks in the future, thus avoiding misjudgments that could lead to unexpected problems.

At this moment, he saw Long Pingting switch weapons several times and take down dozens of opponents in one go.

He couldn't help but nod in agreement.

If she were unarmed, Long Pingting's strength might be below that of a madman.

However, in a melee, even a madman probably wouldn't be a match for Long Pingting!

However, he also noticed that after Long Pingting took down dozens of opponents in one go, her forehead was slightly sweaty, her pretty face was slightly flushed, and even her breathing became a little rapid.

It was obvious that Long Pingting was already struggling.

Chen Yun suddenly stood up and instructed Long Pingting, "Leave the rest to me. You just need to protect Shu Lingyue."

After saying that, he walked straight up, ready to cut through his opponents and take off Bao Dadong's head.

Seeing Chen Yun approaching a group of enemies unarmed, Shu Lingyue became anxious and quickly raised the travel bag in her hand, reminding him, "Chen Yun, don't you want your things?"

Chen Yun didn't turn his head and strode forward.

He raised his hand and punched an opponent in the chest, sending the opponent flying backward, spitting blood.

Immediately afterwards, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he charged into the midst of his opponents, striking with lightning speed.

Bang bang bang...

One by one, his opponents were sent flying backward, spitting blood.

None of Du Laojiu's men could withstand a single blow from Chen Yun; almost all of them were sent flying by Chen Yun's heavy punches the moment they met.

The splattered blood stained Chen Yun's white shirt red.

With his cold face and open phoenix eyes, he looked even more like a god of death.

soon.

Du Laojiu's men were terrified by Chen Yun's words and turned to flee.

Chen Yun didn't take these lackeys seriously and walked straight towards the stunned Bao Dadong: "You just said you were going to chop me into mincemeat and feed me to the dogs, and then force Xiaoting to submit?"

Before the person even got close, the intense killing intent and bloody smell wafted over you.

Bao Dadong was horrified and urged his bodyguards behind him repeatedly, "Quickly, stop this guy! Whoever kills him for me will be rewarded with 20 million!"

A generous reward will surely attract brave men!

The bodyguards, who had been intimidated by Chen Yun, suddenly became enraged and pulled out weapons such as brass knuckles and daggers, attacking Chen Yun like madmen.

Bang bang bang...

These guys were sent flying by Chen Yun before they could even get close.

Although they were stronger than Du Laojiu's men, they were still far from being a match for Chen Yun, the God of War of the Northern Border.

Dealing with them was as easy as killing chickens and slaughtering dogs for Chen Yun.

One bodyguard after another fell down screaming in agony.

The remaining bodyguards finally came to their senses.

A reward of 20 million is a lot, but you need to be alive to spend that money!

These guys all retreated and hid far away; no one dared to stop Chen Yun anymore.

Bao Dadong's expression changed drastically upon seeing this.

As Chen Yun, the god of death, drew ever closer, they watched.

His face was filled with terror, and he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe. He shouted repeatedly, "Quick, someone stop him! Whoever helps me kill him, I'll give you fifty million... no, I'll give you a hundred million!"

But no one responded.

Chen Yun then walked up to him.

Bao Dadong pleaded in a trembling voice, "Chen Yun, I was wrong. I'll leave right now and leave Zhonghai immediately. I'll never bother you again. Please, please let me go."

As he begged for mercy, he secretly reached for his lower back, where a pistol was hidden.

They wanted to catch Chen Yun off guard and deliver a fatal blow!

Little did he know, Chen Yun had seen through his little trick.

Chen Yun sneered, "I gave you a chance to leave, but you chose to stay and kill me. Even now, you haven't given up on killing me. Do you think I would let a tiger return to the mountain?"

Bao Dadong vehemently denied it: "I really know I was wrong, I really had no intention of killing you..."

Chen Yun sneered: "Then what are you holding in your hand hidden behind your back?"

Upon hearing this, Bao Dadong's pupils dilated, realizing that his little scheme had been exposed.

He suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind his back and said menacingly, "Since you've found out, then you can die!"

Chen Yun raised his hand and slapped the pistol away.

He then punched Bao Dadong in the face.

Bang!

Facial bone powder.

Blood and gore.

With just one punch, he smashed Bao Dadong's head, killing the guy instantly!

Those around them were startled.

Many people quickened their pace and hurried away from the scene.

After killing Bao Dadong, Chen Yun looked at the Bao family bodyguards beside him and said coldly, "Go back and tell the Bao family that if they ever come to Zhonghai seeking revenge again, I will kill them all! Get lost!"

Upon hearing this, the bodyguards quickly lifted Bao Dadong's body, helped the injured, and fled as if their lives depended on it.

Du Laojiu also wanted to slip away at this moment.

Chen Yun said indifferently, "Stop. It's only your turn now, and you're already trying to leave."

Du Laojiu's face turned deathly pale, and he stood frozen in place, not daring to move.

Chen Yun, however, did not rush to settle accounts with him.

Instead, he walked up to Shu Lingyue, took her travel bag, and casually opened it.

Shu Lingyue and Long Pingting's eyes widened when they saw the contents of the travel bag.

There were no weapons inside at all.

Instead, it was a set of brand-new clothes: a white shirt, black trousers, socks, a belt, and even a pair of brand-new black leather shoes.

Under the shocked gazes of Shu Lingyue and Long Pingting, Chen Yun took off his blood-stained shirt, revealing his strong upper body.

Then he picked up a brand new white shirt and changed on the spot.

Shu Tangyin blushed and said, "Chen Yun, so these clothes are what you call things you'll use for fighting?"

Chen Yun glanced at her: "Of course you should change your clothes if they're dirty!"