One Man, One Street

Two steps after he moved, a sound of footsteps suddenly rang out from behind. Before he could turn around, he felt a pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a long blade tip had already pierced through.

Yougui slowly turned around, his eyes wide with anger, wanting to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out in streams. His mouth opened and closed a few times, but not a single sound came out.

Only at the moment of death, in a daze, he seemed to hear Wang Xuan say, "I already let you run a yard ahead, I didn't break my word!"

MMP, Yougui fell to the ground with immense unwillingness, dying with a strong sense of resentment.

Dead, another one is dead, three have died already, and among them was the most famous Red Pole of the society, Yougui.

Scared, this time they were truly scared!

Usually, during gang fights, although both sides seemed to be fighting fiercely, and the slicers were swung with great force, in reality, no one aimed for vital spots.

After all, they were all small-time thugs. How much money could they get from their big brother? If they couldn't get ahead, even making a living was a problem. Most of the low-level 49ers had to work to support themselves.

Then look at the person in front of them.

A god of slaughter!

Wang Xuan stepped on Yougui's corpse and looked up at the other thugs. His blood-red eyes shot out a frantic killing intent.

Everyone who met his gaze shivered uncontrollably and took two steps back. The fighting spirit in their hearts was instantly doused like ice water, completely chilled.

"All of you die!"

Killing one is still killing, killing ten is also killing. What are you thinking about now, you bastards!!

Wang Xuan charged forward like a madman, swinging his blade at the head of a small subordinate in front of him.

The guy opposite was already scared out of his mind. He had no intention of fighting back. He threw the slicer in his hand at Wang Xuan and turned to run.

Facing the flying slicer, Wang Xuan dodged to the side, feeling a chill on his shoulder. He reached out and touched it, and it was all blood!

It was too close, he didn't dodge completely, but fortunately, it wasn't a major problem.

"Run, you motherfucker!"

Wang Xuan chased after him, waving his katana. He didn't care if people were on his side or not. Anyone who blocked his path was instantly cut down. Accompanied by a few screams, he carved out a bloody path.

The street was too chaotic. The guy didn't run far after throwing his knife. People were blocking the way everywhere ahead, and Wang Xuan caught up in a moment.

Without any hesitation, he thrust his katana forward.

Another one dead!

At this point, everyone had completely understood. This guy covered in blood, wielding a Japanese katana, had gone mad! Completely mad!

What was there to fight?

Their big brother didn't know where he had run off to. The Hong Yi Society subordinates turned and fled without a word.

At this moment, Wang Xuan had lost all reason. He chased after them like a madman, carrying his katana.

Everyone on the street saw this shocking scene: a person covered in blood, holding a Japanese katana, chasing people alone!

Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, at this moment, that figure was imprinted on everyone who witnessed it!

Of course, no one cared about the people following Wang Xuan at this moment, after all, he was the one running in front!

This is the so-called "In literature, there is no first, in martial arts, there is no second." Who remembers you if you're behind!

A person's stamina is finite, and Wang Xuan's stamina was only at a normal person's level.

After chasing like a madman for a hundred meters, Wang Xuan was also tired and couldn't run anymore. He leaned on his katana with both hands, panting heavily, feeling a weakness from overexertion!

The Hong Yi Society subordinate also noticed that the madman had stopped chasing, but no one had the courage to fight back. Courage was like chastity; once lost, it could never be regained!

Gradually, his bloodshot eyes were no longer so frantic!

Slowly, reason returned to his mind!

Perhaps the pain and blood had ignited the ferocity in his heart, or perhaps it was the fear of facing death again after having died once.

At that moment, he didn't know why, but he lost all reason and became completely berserk!

What rules!

What laws!

At that moment, let them all go to hell!

Whoever harms me, I'll kill them first!

After catching his breath for a while and recovering some strength, Wang Xuan straightened up and walked back with his katana.

The battle was over. The East Star side also had quite a few subordinates injured, but none were serious. They were just cuts. As long as the organs weren't damaged, they would heal soon after being stitched up.

Their side had won, and everyone was very excited.

Their gazes towards Wang Xuan held a mixture of admiration and fear.

As Wang Xuan approached, everyone made way. At this moment, Baki also pushed through the crowd and walked up.

A boss is a boss. He didn't need to get his hands dirty with killing anymore. He was still clean at this moment.

"You really know how to use a knife! Not bad, ruthless enough! Haha, Xuan Zai, you're fierce!" Baki was so excited he was speechless. He didn't care about Wang Xuan's blood at all and gave him a big hug!

At this moment, he was thrilled. Originally, in his heart, today was a gamble, and the chance of winning was not high!

Losing wouldn't be shameful, at the very least it would earn Camel's favor. If by some chance they won, that would be a great accomplishment!

When they first arrived and saw that the other side had half again as many people as their own, he had already given up hope. He was ready to run as soon as the fighting started, but who would have thought that Wang Xuan, such a fierce fighter, would emerge from his subordinates!

He was the first to charge out and chop off half an arm of a Jackal, then single-handedly carved a bloody path, scaring the opponents into fleeing!

"Hiss!"

Wang Xuan sucked in a cold breath. Baki's hug had landed on the wound on his back.

"Are you okay? Is the injury serious?"

"Thanks for your concern, Brother. It's not serious!" Wang Xuan shook his head.

"Alright, everyone retreat quickly. Those who are injured go to the hospital, and the society will reimburse you!" Baki shouted. People had died, and if they didn't retreat now, they'd be in big trouble if the cops caught them!

"Brother Ji, can you have someone help me take these corpses back? If we take them back and throw them into the sea, as long as the cops don't see the bodies, they might not investigate this matter thoroughly. At most, it'll be considered missing persons!"

With his reason returning, Wang Xuan also knew that the situation had escalated and could only try to mitigate the damage, hoping the cops would turn a blind eye to such matters. After all, in the eyes of the police, one less gangster dead was a good thing. If no one reported it, they wouldn't bother caring if you lived or died!

"Okay, that's a good idea!"

After speaking, he called a few people over, and they carried the corpses and ran back in the direction they came from. They opened the back door of a van and stuffed the bodies inside. Wang Xuan also got into the car, and they headed straight for the seaside in Sham Shui Po.