Destroying the Jackal Gang

Hua Qiang walked to the window, gazing at the bustling crowds and the ceaseless flow of traffic outside. A wave of irritation washed over him for no apparent reason.

He had already been promoted to an intermediate Martial Master, yet he couldn't even protect his own family. This gave him a profound sense of powerlessness.

It seemed... no matter where you were, you needed influence and power.

Just getting stronger on his own wouldn't solve anything. He needed to gather a group of people, develop his own force, to properly protect his parents and his younger sister.

Only then could he cast aside all worries and focus on reaching the pinnacle of the Martial Way!

Taking out his phone, Hua Qiang dialed a number.

A few seconds later, Zhang Xiaofeng's hearty voice came through.

"Hahaha, little brother, what a surprise to get a call from you! Do you need your big brother's help with something? Just say the word!"

Hua Qiang didn't stand on ceremony and got straight to the point. "Brother, I need your help!"

"This morning, there was a brawl in front of the Slaughterhouse in the western district. One person was severely injured by a group of people. That person was my father."

"I need to know the information and whereabouts of that group as soon as possible. One of them is named Jipi."

"What? Those scoundrels are too audacious! They dare to lay hands on Uncle. Little brother, don't worry. Big brother will find these people as quickly as possible and mobilize the Martial Artists Alliance to apprehend them. I'll give you and Uncle an explanation!"

"Brother, just tell me their information. I'll handle the rest myself!"

"Uh... alright! You're already as strong as a Martial Master. Dealing with these street thugs will be a piece of cake!"

"Little brother, I will report this matter to the President. Uncle being attacked and severely injured is a dereliction of duty on our part, the Martial Arts Association. We will provide you with an explanation later!"

Liu Li and Ye Wendao were stunned upon hearing Hua Qiang's side of the phone call. Their son was becoming increasingly mysterious and harder for them to understand. He could even mobilize people from the Martial Arts Association to investigate such a minor matter.

A hint of relief then flashed across their faces. Their son had grown up, become stronger, and could now protect his parents.

The two exchanged a glance. While feeling relieved, a sense of loss and worry also welled up in their hearts. Their son was not their biological child; they had adopted him. They wondered if he would ever leave them one day.

Hua Qiang was unaware of their worries. If he had known, he would have laughed at them. You're overthinking it! What's blood relation compared to the bond of raising someone? Birth is merely an unintended consequence of his irresponsible birth parents' fleeting passion. They probably never considered the existence of this child, nor did they ever want him. His adoptive parents are the ones who truly gave him a sky to live under, giving him a chance to live and a second life. If his birth parents ever show up, Hua Qiang would definitely kick them away. If they didn't want him before, there's no need for them to bother him now!

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xiaofeng's call came as expected. After listening to Zhang Xiaofeng's investigation report, Hua Qiang expressed his gratitude. Then, his phone received another message, containing the materials about everyone who had beaten Ye Wendao. Very good! Jackal Gang, you've messed with me, so I'll destroy you!

In the western area of Modu Base, there was a slum where many ordinary people lived, struggling to survive. It was a harsh existence. Furthermore, many dark forces operated there, with numerous gangs making it a chaotic mix of all sorts, rife with all kinds of unsavory characters.

Inside a relatively large courtyard, nearly 200 robust men had gathered. These men were full of youthful vigor and strength, but they were idle and engaged in activities like bullying the weak, forcing the good into evil, and even dealing drugs or taking on jobs such as debt collection, assault, and murder. They would do anything as long as the money was right. They would even take pride in their utter lack of conscience! They believed they lived uniquely, were superior, and lived exciting lives! This was the notorious base of the Jackal Gang.

The courtyard gate was kicked open from the outside, and a tall, handsome young man walked in with a blank expression. Everyone inside, whether exercising, chatting idly, playing mahjong, rolling dice, or even bringing women back from outside and engaging in public displays of affection, stopped what they were doing upon hearing the door being kicked in.

"Damn it, who the hell are you? How dare you come here and cause trouble? Are you tired of living?" A man with a scar across his face was the first to stand up and charge towards Hua Qiang.

He wanted to teach this arrogant young fool a harsh lesson.

Unfortunately, before he could even reach Hua Qiang, he was kicked flying.

His body soared through the air, taking down several people who were about to charge forward, before crashing hard onto the ground.

Only then did the scarred man let out a pained scream.

"Bastard, how dare you come to our turf to cause trouble? Don't you know who we are, the Jackal Gang?"

"Jackal Gang, very good. Today, I'll wipe you all out!"

Hua Qiang surged forward, diving into the crowd, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks.

The nearly a hundred people gathered in the courtyard all lay on the ground, with broken arms and legs. Not a single one could stand properly.

"Damn it! Who are you? Who sent you here to mess with us?

Give me your name, and I, Fa Sanxiong, don't kill nameless people!"

A burly man with well-defined muscles, dark skin, and a buzz cut, holding a large cleaver, approached Hua Qiang step by step.

Behind him followed over thirty men armed with guns, knives, and clubs.

"Who here is Jipi?" Hua Qiang asked coldly.

The information Zhang Xiaofeng gave Hua Qiang indicated that the leader of the group who beat up his father was named Jipi.

Beside the strong man, a thin man glanced at Hua Qiang, slightly startled.

Damn, is he here for me?

He swung his iron bar, a sinister grin on his face.

"I'm Jipi, damn it! What do you want with me?"

"You're Jipi, excellent. Today, your Jackal Gang will be completely annihilated!"

What arrogance!

"Brothers, charge! Kill this bastard!"

Jipi swung his iron bar and rushed towards Hua Qiang.

These dozens of people brandished their weapons and charged at Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang didn't use any weapons, directly smashing these people, along with their weapons, with his fists.

In his mind, the notification sound of Slaughter Points being credited kept ringing.

Slaughter Points +1.

Slaughter Points +1.

Damn it, these guys only give one Slaughter Point? It's like killing a mosquito.

Xu Liang, the leader of the Jackal Gang, was currently in a room with a woman, engaged in intimate activities.

Hearing the screams from outside, he quickly withdrew and then grabbed a handgun, rushing outside.

When he burst into the courtyard and saw his subordinates lying defeated and many corpses scattered everywhere, his eyes widened to the point of nearly falling out.

"Bastard! How dare you massacre my Jackal Gang members, you deserve to die!

Bang bang bang!"

Xu Liang pulled the trigger, and bullets flew rapidly towards Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang sneered, his body flickered, and he instantly disappeared.

The next moment, Xu Liang felt his hand lighten – his gun was gone.

Then, his neck was gripped by a hand, a squeeze, and crack!

Hua Qiang directly snapped the neck of Xu Liang, the leader of the Jackal Gang.

Thus, the Jackal Gang was wiped out from this area!