Zhao Tiequan straightened his waist and abdomen, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and stared coldly at Hei Yanluo. Hei Yanluo was dark and fat, with a strong body and a look of indifference. After Zhao Tiequan's men were surrounded, Zhao Tiequan said, "It's time to end the matter between us." Hei Yanluo narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you want to end it?"
Zhao Tiequan spread his hands and spoke in a clear voice that everyone at the scene could hear: "Tonight, I have called all my brothers here, a total of 243 of them. They are willing to live and die with me and fight you to the end."
Black Yama nodded: "Very good."
Zhao Tiequan continued, "You have more people, at least five or six hundred, but we are not afraid. We have never been afraid of anyone in a fight."
"Yes, I know, then stop talking nonsense." Hei Yanluo stretched out his hand and took a sharp Japanese sword from the side.
"As far as I know, there are many ordinary people living here. I'm afraid my brother might be blind." Zhao Tiequan said as he looked around. The movement here also attracted many residents living in the compound. They cautiously huddled at their doorsteps and watched. This was the first time in history that the enemy had chased into the compound.
"You wizened me?!" Hei Yanluo's face suddenly changed: "How could a dignified Zhao Tiequan say such a thing?"
"Don't provoke me. When people are pushed to the limit, they can do anything. They can throw all the moral principles aside."
"You dare!" Hei Yanluo raised the Japanese sword and pointed it at Zhao Tiequan who was several meters away.
"Do you know if I dare or not?" Zhao Tiequan clenched his fists, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Behind him, in addition to the twelve earliest disciples standing, Zhao Hongjun was also there. He was not tall and stood at the end of the line, looking at Hei Yanluo with anger in his eyes.
Black Yama was furious, and behind him stood the Eighth of the Seven Vajra, who was still recuperating, and his injuries were not easy to heal.
The feud between the two sides has a long history, and there were many conflicts in the early years because of the fight for territory. It is not like Bai Yanluo, who is a panacea and maintains a friendly relationship with almost every boss, either drinking tea with this one or having dinner with that one.
"What do you want?" asked Hei Yanluo.
"One-on-one duel." Zhao Tiequan said, "I will send out eight people, you also send out eight people, and then we will fight one-on-one, and the winner will be decided based on the battle situation. The loser will withdraw from the south of the city, what do you think?" It turned out that he came here late at night just to say these words. And sending out eight people was obviously to take care of Black Yama. The seven Vajra plus Black Yama, there are exactly eight people.
I shook my head slightly after hearing this. Black Yama's advantage is that he has more money and more people, while Zhao Tiequan has strong individual combat capabilities. Zhao Tiequan proposed a duel, which would be using his own strengths to suppress the opponent's weaknesses. How could Black Yama agree?
Unexpectedly, Black Yama snorted coldly and said, "Okay, that's settled then."
There was an uproar at the scene, probably no one expected that Hei Yanluo would agree. Zhao Tiequan seemed a little surprised, but he still calmly explained some rules, such as only cold weapons were allowed, and no one else could help in a one-on-one fight, etc. Hei Yanluo also agreed one by one without showing any dissatisfaction. Finally, Zhao Tiequan said: "Then it's settled. We will meet at the stadium in three days. For the sake of fairness, I suggest asking Bai Yanluo and Wang Hao to be witnesses. Do you have any objections?"
"No, it's fine." Black Yama nodded.
"Okay, bye." Zhao Tiequan turned around and led everyone out. After walking a few steps, Zhao Tiequan suddenly turned back and said, "Oh, there's one more thing I want to tell you. If we fight alone, I won't care about life or death." After saying that, he really left.
In the spacious courtyard, only Black Yama's people were left. Everyone stood there quietly, somewhat confused by Black Yama's actions. But Black Yama said, "It's late, let's all go to sleep." Then he took the lead and walked into the building, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
The next day, after breakfast, I took a walk in the courtyard as usual and chatted with the residents. They were all talking about the duel in three days. After all, Zhao Tiequan was well-known. Everyone knew that he was a martial artist. He was basically invincible in a duel in the south of the city, and his disciples were all very strong. I ordered a spicy hot pot at the snack stand and listened to the old people talking.
"Xiaowei made a stupid move this time. Why did you agree to it?" an old man sighed.
Another auntie said: "Xiaowei has his own considerations, so you don't have to worry about him."
"What should we do if something happens to Xiaowei..."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Xiaowei has been through all these years and has seen all kinds of ups and downs. We should trust him."
"Oh, right." An old lady suddenly looked at me and said, "Wang Hao, you are the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, you must have many capable people under you, right? You must help Xiao Wei this time. In the underworld, Xiao Wei only considers you as a friend."
I choked them twice, and they just thought I was a visitor, not knowing that I was under house arrest. I said, "Auntie, Hei Yanluo has been around for so many years, he won't make a decision casually. If he decided to do this, he must have his reasons."
Having said that, I was actually nervous. After spending the past few days with Hei Yanluo, I found that he was a pretty good guy. The same goes for Zhao Tiequan, both of whom are loyal men. I'm afraid I won't be happy no matter who wins or loses between the two of them. But things have developed to this point, and no one can stop them.
That afternoon, Hei Yanluo came to my room and formally invited me to be a witness to the final battle at the stadium three days later. I said, "Do you really want to fight one-on-one? Zhao Tiequan's group is very strong." Hei Yanluo smiled and said, "My brothers are not bad either. They all survived on the edge of a knife. In terms of actual combat skills, they are no worse than anyone else." Seeing how confident he was, I didn't know what to say.
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