Suddenly, he yelled and leaped into the air, his voice high-pitched.
The longsword was swung out, and a series of explosions rang out in the open space in the distance.
"Bang bang bang!"
At the same time, dust billowed and flew wildly.
The young man exhaled a breath of stale air, his blood and energy calmed, and slowly finished his work.
Her eyes were long and narrow, with a unique allure, but deep within them emanated a strong sense of hatred.
"Explosive Gang, Li Changfeng, Shen Qiqi, you all must die." The young man's forehead veins bulged, his hatred surging.
Many people probably guessed who this person was.
Yu Wencheng.
That pathetic and stupid man.
He has mastered the Seventy-Two Forms of the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique!
Judging from the looks of it, he should have achieved something, at least some success.
The Explosive Gang is doomed.
About a month ago, two idle people attacked Yu Wencheng for no reason in order to join the Explosive Gang, and completely castrated him. As a result, Yu Wencheng benefited from the misfortune and figured out the secret of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique.
The two later successfully joined the Explosion Gang and quickly rose to become minor leaders.
He manages a dozen or so people.
Actually, the Explosive Gang is quite cruel; you have to have a pledge of allegiance to join.
They had to include a part of someone else's body, usually a finger, toe, or ear. The two of them were ruthless enough to throw out Yu Wencheng's little brother.
Joining the association was a natural progression, and I gained recognition, leading to a rapid rise in status.
In just about a month, he rose to a minor leadership position, going from being poor and destitute to living a life of luxury.
night!
The nightlife in this small county town is also vibrant and diverse, with bars, nightclubs, restaurants, internet cafes, and much more.
This place is less than 200 miles from a second-tier city, with a superior geographical location and a lively atmosphere at night.
The area is home to many gray-market industries, such as foot massage, massage parlors, and business clubs, and has a certain reputation within a radius of hundreds of miles.
Many people come here seeking happiness.
Otherwise, what gangs would a small county town have? They simply couldn't support themselves; the girls would be starving.
"Seventh Brother, this time we've really taken off! I wouldn't have dared to even dream of this a month ago." A drunken man slurred his words while holding his wine glass.
"Hahaha, we're from the same village, and we came out to make our way in the world together. If I don't take care of you, who will I take care of?" Seventh Brother laughed heartily, full of vigor and high spirits.
The two men's attire had also undergone a fundamental change; they were now dressed in suits and leather shoes, with their hair neatly combed.
There were two female escorts beside them, snuggling up to them.
"Seventh Brother, there's nothing more to say, it's all in the wine."
"Dry!"
The two drank it all in one gulp.
At that moment, a commotion arose outside, a chaotic scene.
"Who the hell is this? What the hell are they doing?" Seventh Brother frowned, his mood dampened, and patted the back of the girl next to him. "Go see what's going on and tell them to get lost."
"Seventh Brother, I haven't had enough to drink yet," the little sister said sweetly.
"Drink your ass off, come back and drink some more. You don't listen to me at all. I'll make you scream and beg for mercy later." Seventh Brother loosened his tie and cursed.
Having spent a month in the underworld, I know how to deal with these kinds of people.
If you don't scold them, or if they have a bad temper, you really can't get them to do anything.
Speak out where you need to, and take action where necessary; there's no need to hold back.
"Okay." The hostess reluctantly got up, pouting as she walked towards the door.
"Bang!" Before the door was even opened, a bloodied man crashed in, lying on the ground screaming in agony.
The reason he was covered in blood was because he had more than a dozen wounds on his body, each one shocking and gruesome, with his skin torn and flesh ripped open.
"Ah!" The hostess screamed in fright, her scalp tingling, and she turned and ran towards the toilet.
Then, a man followed them into the house.
Calling him a man is not quite accurate; he has become feminine in many ways.
In the dim light, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female based on facial features alone.
"How dare you cause trouble in my territory! You have no sense of right from wrong!" Seventh Brother stood up and scolded.
"Get out of here right now."
"Did you hear me? Get out!" the man next to him echoed.
If I remember correctly, this guy's nickname is Ernao.
When dealing with Yu Wencheng before, Seventh Brother had called out his name.
Yu Wencheng has a deep memory of it.
That was the most desperate night of his life, one he would never forget.
That night, Yu Wencheng lost his manhood. Even though he could no longer carry on the family line, he still had it and wasn't afraid of being laughed at or ridiculed.
When you go to the toilet, you don't need to cover up or hide anything.
Now? He has to squat down like a woman.
Yu Wencheng stared coldly at the two of them without saying a word. His hatred erupted at that moment, and he exuded a chilling aura.
"Damn it, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me tell you to get lost?"
"This is the Explosion Gang's territory. Be smart and don't cause any trouble, or you'll regret it. I'll crush your balls." Seventh Brother shouted, fueled by alcohol.
The last sentence hurt Yu Wencheng again, deeply wounding his heart.
"Your name is Seventh Brother, right?" Yu Wencheng finally spoke.
"Oh? It's a woman?" Seventh Brother noticed something was off; what man has such a high-pitched voice?
"I'm asking you a question."
“That’s right, I’m called Brother Seven, a key member of the Explosive Gang…”
"Ah!!!" Before he could finish speaking, Seventh Brother let out a bloodcurdling scream, his heart breaking with pain.
An arm rolled off, blood splattering onto the floor.
Yu Wencheng kicked him hard, sending Seventh Brother flying into the air and crashing into the wall.
"Thump!"
Seventh Brother fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
"You...you..." Er Nao was terrified, his heart pounding, and he involuntarily took a step back.
"Your name is Ernao, isn't it?" Yu Wencheng turned his gaze to another person.
“My name isn’t Ernao.” Ernao reacted quickly and immediately denied it.
Brother Qi's fate is right before our eyes; it just happened. Admitting it now would be tantamount to courting death.
“No matter what your name is, I know you,” Yu Wencheng said with a sinister smile.
"It's enough to just recognize you."
"Brother, is there some misunderstanding between us? I don't recognize you at all. Let alone any grudge, this is probably the first time we've met."
"I wouldn't mistake someone for someone else," Yu Wencheng said, shaking his head slowly.
"Do you remember how you joined the Explosive Gang? Do you remember the beggar you ganged up on that night?"
Er Nao's eyes widened instantly, and he stammered, "You...you're that beggar?"
"You remember now?"
"Brother, we brothers had no choice." Er Nao, his legs weak and cowardly, knelt on the ground.
"Please, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against us."
“My brother and I were born in a small mountain village and lived a poor life. We never saw the world.”
“We came here and worked hard for three months straight, diligently and conscientiously. Not only did the boss refuse to pay us, he also ordered his men to beat us up.”
"Penniless and with nowhere else to turn, I thought of surrendering and joining the Explosive Gang, which is why I hurt you."
"We were wrong, we're so sorry, so very sorry."
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