Fierce Tiger

Ten minutes later, Su Ti, who had interrogated all the information, stood by the riverbank, watching the short man's body slowly sink into the water.

It wasn't the first time he had killed someone. Although he had just killed and sunk two people, they were just two scumbags who aided and abetted evil. He didn't feel a trace of guilt because of it.

On the contrary, even after killing two people, he was still very angry at this moment.

However, thinking of the news he had just inquired about, Su Ti calmed down and fell into thought.

This river went all the way to the outskirts of Mingguang City and was Li Shao's old dumping ground for underground black boxing corpses. He handled things cleanly and wasn't worried about detectives finding any clues.

The only thing to consider now was whether to take this opportunity to go directly to their doorstep and strike at the heart of the matter.

"I killed two of Li Mingyuan's subordinates. Although no one knows about this, these two people died because they tried to capture me. As long as Li Mingyuan analyzes it afterward, he will definitely know that I did it. And once these two people with electric shock guns are dead, he will re-evaluate my risk and strength and send stronger people to capture me, or kill me for revenge."

Su Ti thought about the current situation. If he attacked now, the situation would actually be very favorable to him.

First, Li Mingyuan didn't know that his subordinates had failed to capture him and was still in the dark, while Su Ti knew Li Mingyuan's location from the short man's mouth. The situation changed from the enemy being in the dark and him being in the open, to the enemy being in the open and him being in the dark. In a short time, he changed from a prey to a hunter.

Second, Li Mingyuan's impression of Su Ti was still stuck on before, thinking that he was just a jiu-jitsu master with poor physical fitness, and didn't know that he had already mastered Ancient Martial Arts, so he had no defenses against it.

The only thing that made Su Ti hesitate now was Li Mingyuan's subordinates. According to the short man, Li Mingyuan was cautious by nature and was always protected by five bodyguards with electric shock guns. This wasn't the key.

The key was that there was also a B-level boxer protecting him closely, guarding his safety.

According to the short man's description, Su Ti roughly knew that a B-level boxer in underground black boxing was probably equivalent to someone who had cultivated Integrated Strength, which was at the same level as himself, and every move had unexpected destructive power for ordinary people.

A master at the same level as himself, plus a group of electric shock gun bodyguards, and the Great Wealth KTV being Li Mingyuan's base camp, it was indeed very difficult to kill him. One mistake would cost him his life.

But after thinking for a while, Su Ti still put on his jacket and shoes, ready to act.

He didn't like being passive, and he would never put his life in the hands of the enemy's mercy. If he missed today's opportunity, the enemy would be in the dark and he would be in the open in the future. Li Mingyuan could send people to deal with him as many times as he wanted, and he, who was inferior in power, could only be kneaded and manipulated at will.

So tonight, he would take the initiative and get rid of Li Mingyuan to completely solve this trouble!

The night was already deep. Ordinary people had just gone to sleep, while the lives of some people in this city had just begun.

Great Wealth KTV, top floor VIP room.

"Drink, all of you drink!"

A wad of cash was thrown on the table, and a group of scantily clad hostesses picked up their wine glasses and drank them all, then scrambled for the cash, making Li Mingyuan laugh heartily.

Since it wasn't a black boxing match today, he also took off his mask. Under the mask was a face that was a bit pale, but overall still very handsome.

Only his eyes faintly revealed a hint of evil.

"Yan Shan, how is that Su Ti?"

Yan Shan was the patterned black mask at that time. At this moment, he took off his mask, revealing a face full of flesh. His triangular eyes held a hint of fierceness, but at this moment, facing Li Shao's question, he respectfully said.

"According to your instructions, people have been sent to capture him. There is no news yet."

"Hmm, continue to follow up. The new competition is about to start, and my audience is looking forward to him."

Li Mingyuan picked up his wine glass and took a sip, while Yan Shan bowed his head in agreement.

As a Tongli Stage martial artist, Yan Shan shouldn't have been so subservient to an ordinary person, but Li Shao's identity was not simple.

He was the president of the Death Fist Society, the third son of Black Death Fist Li Zong.

Li Zong was a truly important figure, with influence spreading across several cities around Mingguang, and he was the largest agent of the Death Fighting Competition in these cities.

Moreover, Li Zong had many boxers under him, a powerful gang, and was also involved in various black industries such as drugs, smuggling, and gambling.

Although Li Shao was just his most inconspicuous youngest son, he was also appointed to represent the Death Fighting Competition in Mingguang City and was sent a B-level boxer, Yan Shan, who was trained under his command, to protect him.

Knock, knock, the door was knocked.

Yan Shan gave a look, and the man in the black suit standing at the door went to open it.

Li Shao didn't know martial arts, so he paid extra attention to his safety.

There were five such black suits in the room, standing in various corners of the room, like guards.

They looked straight ahead, and each had an electric shock gun on their waist.

With such a formation, even an A-level boxer wouldn't dare to charge in head-on, after all, the human body is very fragile, and one shot from an electric shock gun is enough to take someone down.

The door was opened, and a male waiter in a uniform walked in.

He was wearing a mask and pushing a wine cart. The cart was divided into upper and lower layers. The lower layer was covered with a clean white cloth, making it impossible to see what was inside. The upper layer was full of high-proof foreign wine, at least seven or eight bottles.

Seeing that the person who came was a waiter, Yan Shan withdrew his gaze.

"Li Shao, your wine."

The waiter said in a low voice.

"Put it on the table."

Li Shao glanced casually and went to play with the hostess next to him.

The waiter nodded and was about to take the wine, but accidentally knocked over the bottle opener on the table. He naturally bent down to pick it up.

And at this moment, he suddenly lifted the white cloth on the lower layer of the cart, took out a bag of flour that had been prepared inside, and with a burst of muscle power, did a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree spin towards the surroundings!

Boom!

The snow-white flour was directly scattered on the upper part of the private room. For a time, the surroundings were all white, and nothing could be seen clearly!

Yan Shan, the Tongli Stage martial artist, reacted the fastest. His pupils constricted, and he directly leaped towards Li Shao, shielding him with his body!

Only then did all the men in black suits react, drawing their stun guns, but their vision was obscured, and they didn't know where to shoot!

Following that were the screams that had just erupted from the hostesses, and the coughing of everyone who had inhaled the flour.

But in the next moment, as Su Ti reached into his clothes, pulled out a metal lighter, lit it, and threw it into the air towards the flour, all sounds came to an abrupt halt.

Boom!

A violent dust explosion occurred, and flames instantly engulfed everything in the private room!

The resulting impact even blew open the private room door, which then closed again due to the action of the return hinge.

The deflagration effect caused by oxygen and dust came and went quickly!

After everything dissipated, the private room now looked like this.

First were the several men in black suits holding stun guns. They were the worst off because they were standing, and most of the dust deflagrated in the air, so they suffered the most flame damage and impact.

Their upper bodies were charred black, their faces were like those of Africans, their hair had become afros, and their clothes were on fire. They were screaming and rolling on the ground.

Next were the KTV hostesses. Because they were sitting on the sofa, their situation was slightly better. The area of burns was not as large, but it was still not light. At this moment, they were screaming while covering their scorched cheeks and upper bodies.

Li Shao was the least injured because he was shielded by Yan Shan before the dust explosion. Although he was somewhat panicked at this moment, he only had a scald on his arm.

But the person who was completely unharmed was Su Ti.

He had naturally taken protective measures for this dust explosion that he had personally prepared.

Not only did he lie on the ground and protect his head with his arms before lighting the fire, but under the waiter's uniform, he was also wearing an anti-static, fire-resistant suit bought from a hardware store.

This was clothing worn by electricians and welders; flames sprayed on it wouldn't ignite it. Therefore, although he was in the center of the dust explosion, he was completely unharmed.

"Li Mingyuan, I've come for your life!"

As soon as the dust explosion ended, Su Ti roared, springing up from the ground like a leopard.

His eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent was fully revealed, and every cell in his body was boiling, like a fierce beast choosing someone to devour, charging directly towards Li Shao!

From his previous life, he had yearned for the legendary martial arts life.

To take revenge and settle grudges, sweeping away the injustices in his heart!

Now, he was going alone to the meeting, venturing into the dragon's den alone, which perfectly fulfilled what he had sought and thought about in his previous life!

Some people are born tigers, meant to eat meat and drink blood!

And Su Ti, in his bones, was such a person!

Li Mingyuan wanted to treat him as a plaything in his palm, to accumulate wealth and pleasure for himself, so Su Ti would eat him alive!

Seeing Su Ti charging towards him with fierce killing intent, like a man-eating tiger, Li Shao's face changed drastically!

He was pampered and lived a life of luxury; where had he ever seen such a scene!

Almost instinctively, he let out a scream!

"Yan Shan!"

"How dare you touch Young Master!"

Yan Shan stood up abruptly. To protect Li Mingyuan, his back and arms were extensively burned.

But for a martial artist, this was just a superficial injury and did not affect his combat strength in the short term.

Yan Shan's muscles and bones crackled, and he suddenly unleashed a palm strike!

Su Ti did not dodge or evade, directly using his momentum to smash out a punch!

Bang!

The two touched and separated instantly, each retreating three steps.

Yan Shan's body swayed, and he steadied his steps. Feeling the force of this punch, he was also startled and questioned sharply.

"Tongli Stage martial artist, who exactly are you?!"

At this time, Su Ti was wearing a mask, coupled with his Tongli Stage martial artist cultivation, so he did not recognize him.

Su Ti shook his numb fist. This exchange of punches made him realize that his hard strength was not above Yan Shan's.

He had misjudged. He had evaluated Yan Shan's strength when his Comprehensive Fighting Techniques had reached great success and thought he had a good chance of winning using grappling techniques at that time. Now it seemed that even now, he couldn't be 100% sure of defeating Yan Shan.

But fighting was never just about hard strength.

"Yan Shan, your hand!"

Li Shao pointed in horror at Yan Shan's right palm, which had just exchanged punches. Yan Shan raised it to look and was immediately stunned.

A corkscrew from a bottle of red wine was now piercing through the palm of his right hand.

This was something Su Ti had deliberately knocked over and picked up when he came in, and it had come in handy.

The handle of the corkscrew was stuck in his palm, and the spiral iron hook tore through his tendons and blood vessels. In a short time, Yan Shan's right hand sprayed blood all over the floor.

He hadn't noticed it before when the punch had numbed his hand, but now, waves of intense pain and spasms came from his palm, and Yan Shan's face twitched as he reacted.

He knew this kind of injury; this hand was temporarily crippled.

"You, despicable!"

Yan Shan clutched his right wrist, his face turning pale, and roared angrily.

Actually, as a gang martial artist, his fighting style wasn't exactly clean either. Not only did he hide a pair of fighting knuckle dusters in his clothes, but he also had a poisoned triangular military knife strapped to his calf.

However, Su Ti had struck first, his combo attack too fast. He hadn't had time to use any of these methods before one of his hands was disabled. Now, it was too late to use them.

"Despicable? Take another punch from me!"

Su Ti sneered and threw another punch.

Yan Shan was helpless. Li Shao was behind him, so he couldn't dodge and could only take the blow head-on. But this time, he saw clearly that there was nothing on the fist the other party was using to punch.

Just as their fists and palms met!

Boom!

A cloud of lime was suddenly scattered by Su Ti from his other hand, directly blinding Yan Shan.