Chapter 159 Conflict

"It doesn't matter?"

Zhuo Bao's face showed a fierce expression. "If you say it's okay, then it's okay. If this matter is not resolved today, you can't go anywhere." He pointed at him with the hand holding the cigarette, "If the murderer can't be found, then you will take the blame."

Chen Chuan raised his eyes and glanced at him. "That's unreasonable?"

Zhuo Bao sneered, revealing his arrogance and indifference. "When did the Blood Scar Gang start to act reasonably?"

Chen Chuan hummed, "Actually, I think your appearance is more in line with my view of gang members."

Zhuo Bao felt very unhappy because the casual and calm expression displayed by Chen Chuan made him feel that his threats and oppression had no effect. The more this was the case, the more he wanted Chen Chuan to submit to his will.

"Do you think I can only talk? Forget it..."

He then brought the cigarette to his lips and took a deep drag. The remaining half of the cigarette suddenly turned red and burned, then turned into sparks and ashes and scattered. He raised his head and looked at Chen Chuan with boundless malice, "You are the murderer!"

The burly leader showed a look of horror, "Oh no, the boss is sick again!"

Zhuo Bao is also known as the Crazy Leopard in the gang. He usually looks quiet, but you can't tell when he will suddenly lose control of his emotions. When he gets crazy, he will not recognize anyone. If he was not a particularly good fighter, the gang members would not be able to tolerate him at all.

At this moment, after he finished speaking, he rushed forward and pressed towards Chen Chuan. When he moved, the minions around him felt a flash before their eyes. The speed was so fast that they could not follow him at all.

Immediately afterwards, they heard a dull sound of contact. With this sound, they finally caught sight of Zhuo Bao again. At this time, he was leaping in the air, his body still maintaining a forward-rushing posture, and one hand was pressing forward.

However, this hand that he used all his strength and even momentum to catch was also caught by Chen Chuan with one hand. The latter stood firmly in place without moving a step. Although the follow-up force kept pouring in, there was no way to force him back.

At this moment, veins bulged out on Zhuo Bao's cheeks. This was the alienated tissue in his body exerting its strength. He pushed his hand forward with all his might, trying to knock the person opposite him down.

But he seemed to have encountered a thick and high wall, and he couldn't push it even a little bit. His elbows gradually bent and his body began to tremble under this stimulation.

Chen Chuan's calm gaze met his at this time. Zhuo Bao grinned, and then his eyes suddenly shook. The minions only heard a bang, and Zhuo Bao flew out sideways. The sofas and furnishings that passed by on the way were all swept away by him as if by a strong wind.

Only then did Chen Chuan slowly lower the kick he had made.

Zhuo Bao was driven by the force and crashed into the wall. With a dull impact, his body stuck there for a moment, and then seemed to be pushed back. He couldn't help but take two steps forward.

But he just shrugged his back, straightened his body, looked up at Chen Chuan, and put his hands on his neck and twisted it. He didn't seem to be injured, but his eyes became more dangerous, and the bloodstain on his chest became bright red.

After Chen Chuan kicked Zhuo Bao away, he took a quick breath. After reaching the second limit, he could activate the power of his alienated internal organs and bones together. However, he was in the initial stage of growth and could not mobilize all his strength at once. He needed a process of accumulation and mobilization.

Using breathing to coordinate is still the most efficient here.

After a few breaths, the alienated tissues all over his body became active as if awakened. This time, he did not wait for Zhuo Bao to come over, but took the initiative to walk towards him.

As a master of the Blood Scar Gang and one of the Five Claws, Zhuo Bao has obviously reached the second limit. In fact, most masters are basically at this level.

But this only means that the degree of body alienation has reached a certain stage, and cannot be used as a standard to measure strength, especially since the alienation of ordinary people only strengthens a certain internal organ, which is far less comprehensive than his.

The Xuejun Sword in his hand was not unsheathed at this time, and was still held in his left hand. As he came in front of Zhuo Bao, the latter also lowered his body, spread his hands to both sides, staring at him closely, his body rising and falling slightly with his breathing, as if being supported by a force, giving people the feeling that he could fly up with just a slight breath.

Chen Chuan didn't move his body at this moment, he just raised his wrist slightly and swung the Xuejun Knife upward diagonally. Even though it was not unsheathed, with the blessing of his strength, if it hit, it would be enough to break bones.

Zhuo Bao was prepared and took a small jump back. Then he saw the momentum of the knife change, turning into a slash in the middle of the attack. Before he landed on the ground, his two feet were lightly lifted up and stepped on the wall behind him. At the same time, his body curled up backward, as if he was sticking there, squinting his eyes and watching Xue Jun's knife slashing down from the front of his cheek.

At this moment, the five fingers of his right hand suddenly came together, as if forming a knife, and he kicked his legs hard, taking advantage of the moment when Chen Chuan stepped forward and chopped away and rushed out.

At this moment, he touched the wall with his toes, his body was fully stretched out, and his arms stretched forward as far as possible, like a leopard leaping into the air.

At this time, you can still see something moving under his skin, starting from the heel, passing through the legs and spine, all the way to the back of the hand. At the same time, the skin there is also red and hot. The front end of the hand knife even produces white mist floating to both sides, as if the air is also torn apart.

Chen Chuan watched his movements calmly. At this moment, he shifted his center of gravity backwards, and his front foot, which had been stepping forward, withdrew again. His left hand was moved along with the momentum, and the Xuejun Knife was raised to the upper right.

With the help of the previous slash and the fighting movement, the blade was suddenly pulled out a little bit. Zhuo Bao's finger just poked his chest. With a bright knife light reflected in the living room, a muscular forearm was cut off by the blade!

Zhuo Bao had a section of his arm cut off, but there was no change on his face, he didn't even blink. He was still maintaining the posture of rushing forward, his legs were about to leave the wall, and at the moment they were about to separate, he pointed his toes and made a final effort.

As the whole person continued to accelerate forward, there seemed to be a breath rising in the abdomen, causing the entire chest to expand outward and the mouth to open slightly.

This breath is the power of his transformed lungs. If it hits a person's face at close range, it can break the face, shock the enemy's skull, and directly end the battle.

But before he could exhale, a fist came and hit him in the face. With the sound of teeth and bones cracking, not only was his entire face deformed, but the breath was also blocked inside. He was driven by this force and rolled over and flew out.

His body drew a parabola, flying from the door near the room to the far corner of the wall, and then fell heavily.

This time, a powerful force poured into his brain, causing him to lose consciousness in an instant. At this moment, his eyes were rolled back, his upper body was lying down, and his back half was turned over. One of his feet was hanging on the overturned sofa, and his whole body was in an unnatural twisted posture.

Seeing that he had completely lost his fighting ability, Chen Chuan took a look and stopped paying attention to him. This Zhuo Bao might have some problems with his brain. He saw that Zhuo Bao was holding a knife, but he still dared to fight him with his bare hands.

Being armed and being unarmed are two completely different things. Even if someone who is much stronger than him fights him with bare hands, he can still defeat him in a few moves.

He sheathed the Xuejun Knife, turned around and walked to the door, reached out for the door handle, turned it lightly, and opened the door. However, before he could get out, the gang members seemed to come to their senses. They subconsciously pulled out their guns and pointed them at his back.

Chen Chuan paused and glanced over. Since the gun had been used, there was nothing more to say. He stretched out his hand and closed the door with a click.

At the same time, outside the venue, a series of sharp whistles were sounded. A large number of armed vehicles from the police station surrounded the Bloodstain Gang in the square, pointing large rifles at everyone, and drove them one by one to the center of the square, and asked them to put down their weapons.

The crowd parted, and Wei Lao Hu stepped out, pistol drawn, shouting, "Let's see who dares to move! Listen up, anyone who shows their teeth will be shot!"

"yes!"

A uniform response came from behind.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Bloodstain Gang quickly ordered his fellow gang members to lay down their weapons.

Normally they might still dare to rely on their numbers to fight against the police, but several of their leaders have died in the past few days, and they have also had a big fight with the Chain Gang. They don't want to fight the police again at this time. It really does them no good.

Wei Lao Hu took a few glances and handed the matter over to a deputy captain. He then led a team of people into the arena. Once inside, everyone quickly dispersed and occupied all the entrances and observation positions. He then brought a few people upstairs, looked at the closed door, and asked people to guard both sides, while he himself came to the front with a gun.

But before he could kick the door, he saw it opened from the inside. Chen Chuan, neatly dressed and holding the Xuejun Knife, walked out easily.

Wei Lao Hu immediately put down his gun, looked at him, and said, "Xiao Chuan, are you okay?"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Uncle Wei, it's okay." As he said that, he made way.

Wei Lao Hu walked to the door and looked inside. Seeing the scattered bullet casings on the ground and the bullet holes on the wall, his face suddenly darkened: "Did these bastards use guns?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then there's nothing to say. It's okay if we kill them all." Wei Lao Hu looked at the dozen or so Bloodstain Gang members lying on the ground with a cold look in his eyes.

According to the laws of Dashun, anyone who dares to use a gun in the city without a weapons license will be shot to death. This law applies to anyone, even ordinary citizens, let alone a Wuyi Class A student like Chen Chuan who has a weapons license.

"By the way, where is Zhuo Bao?"

Wei Lao Hu received the news when he arrived. Zhuo Bao also came here. In addition, he received a call from Chen Chuan, so he attached great importance to today's incident and applied to the bureau to send a large team of people here.

Chen Chuan gestured and said, "He's lying in the corner."

Wei Lao Hu turned his head and looked over. After careful identification, he found that it was really Zhuo Bao. He was shocked. This was one of the Five Claws of the Blood Scar Gang, famous for his arrogance and difficulty. Now he was in such an ugly state.

"Xiao Chuan, you did it? Good fellow, you even knocked Zhuo Bao down. Is he dead?"

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he's still breathing."

"Alright, Xiao Biography!" Wei Lao Hu came up and patted him on the shoulder. "Zhuo Bao has always been very arrogant. Whenever he gets into trouble, his lawyers always get him out." He chuckled coldly. "I'll skin him alive this time!"

Chen Chuan said, "Uncle Wei, everything is fine here, I'll go back first."

"Go back!" Wei Lao Hu waved at him, then he looked at the people under his feet and began to roll up his sleeves, "Go back and rest early, and leave the rest to you, Uncle Wei."

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(End of this chapter)