"Eldest Sister-in-law smells so good!"
The words fell into everyone's ears, instantly igniting the lust in their hearts.
"Hahaha!"
In an instant,
laughter rang out across the courtyard.
He Ping forced down the urge to collapse, his eyes bloodshot as he sprang up like a bloodthirsty beast and charged. "Don't touch her!"
"Get lost!"
He was already missing an arm, and now he was gravely injured. After taking another punch, he fell to the ground and couldn't even get back up.
The jeering in the courtyard grew louder.
Tears streamed down Wang Rou's face. "Let He Ping go! Please, let him go! I'll give you anything you want—just stop hitting him!"
"Anything, huh? Can you give it to me?"
A Mad Sand Gang disciple reached out, greed written all over his face.
In that instant,
"Get away from her! Don't touch my sister-in-law!"
A furious shout exploded through the cramped courtyard like thunder on a clear day. A streak of cold light flashed across the night, cutting straight toward the disciple.
"No!"
The blade swept past, and the disciple fell silent.
Kong Hu immediately went on high alert. "Who's there? Get out here!"
The gang leader and the other three Mad Sand Gang disciples reacted quickly, glaring around them with vicious expressions as they tried to find the person who had just struck.
Hearing that voice, He Ping's expression darkened. He hurriedly shouted, "He An, run! Go get Brother Wang! You're no match for them!"
Ah!
The moment the shout rang out,
He An stood atop the courtyard wall, then pounced down like a tiger descending a mountain and slammed his fist into another disciple. A scream followed.
"It's you? How could it be?"
Kong Hu stared in disbelief. He couldn't imagine that He An was the one who had struck.
He quickly recovered and sneered. "I didn't expect you to have this kind of strength. Looks like Big Brother and the others misjudged you."
"Even better. It'll be all the more satisfying to kill you."
He An didn't spare him a glance. He hurried to his big brother and gently helped him up. "Big Brother, I'm sorry I got back so late."
"Sister-in-law, are you all right?"
Wang Rou shook her head, the tears still wet on her face.
He Ping reproached him. "He An, why didn't you run? Two of them are in the Muscle Condensing Realm. You should've gone to get Brother Wang first."
Even so, a warmth surged through He Ping's heart.
He An said, "Big Brother, we don't need Wang Zheng. I can deal with them by myself. Don't worry. I won't let a single person who laid a hand on you or Sister-in-law get away."
"Quite the boast."
The Second Gang Leader sneered. "You only killed two of our brothers by catching them off guard, and now you dare spout such nonsense?"
"Even if your big brother hadn't been injured, he wouldn't dare say that."
"Kid, you really don't know how high the sky is!"
Kong Hu laughed.
"Kid, have you lost your mind? You actually think you're a match for me? Fine. Today, I'll show you the difference between us."
"Die!"
Kong Hu's thunderous shout rang out. His right fist flashed coldly as it shot forward like a tiger's claw.
He An neither dodged nor retreated. He threw out a punch of his own and met it head-on.
"The gang leader just mastered the Five Tiger Fist, and he's in the Muscle Condensing Realm too. That brat dares to meet him head-on? He's asking for death!"
The Second Gang Leader sneered.
The remaining Mad Sand Gang disciple looked on with disdain.
"So what if he's talented? He's still no match for the gang leader."
Their fists collided.
A numbness surged up their arms, instantly spreading through both their bodies.
"So strong!"
Kong Hu was shocked. He hadn't expected the other man to block his punch head-on.
And yet,
He An's expression didn't change in the slightest.
Monster.
That was the only thought in Kong Hu's mind.
He couldn't imagine that He An's physical strength could be so formidable—almost equal to his own, despite being a Martial Artist in the Muscle Condensing Realm who had trained for years.
He might even have had the slightest edge.
"Get back!"
He An shouted.
A force as overwhelming as an avalanche crashed toward him.
Kong Hu's expression turned ugly. He stumbled back several steps before managing to steady himself.
Dead silence.
The courtyard fell completely silent.
The Second Gang Leader was dumbfounded, and even He Ping, who considered himself the person most familiar with He An, was stunned.
Wang Rou covered her mouth, overjoyed. "Is He An really this strong?"
"How is this possible? Kid, how did you train? And what level are you, anyway?" Kong Hu roared in a frenzy. He had trained for so long, yet he couldn't even match this brat.
The crushing blow enveloped him, and fear followed close behind.
"Kill him! Don't hold back!"
At that moment, all three of them shed their contemptuous expressions.
Their moves were vicious, aimed straight at vital points.
He An advanced instead of retreating and slowly grasped his blade. "You bullied my big brother and humiliated my sister-in-law. No matter what, none of you are leaving here alive today."
He stepped forward, his figure drifting like willow fluff as his blade swept out like a gale.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Blade light wove through the air like a net.
With speed pushed to the limit and an airtight barrage of attacks, the three of them couldn't even defend themselves. Screams rang out one after another.
When the last disciple fell,
Kong Hu and the Second Gang Leader panicked, cold sweat pouring down their bodies.
In the fight, they hadn't gained the slightest advantage. Instead, each had suffered serious injuries.
The two men edged backward, their faces stricken with terror. The Second Gang Leader whispered, "Gang leader... maybe we should run."
By now, the Second Gang Leader had lost all courage to fight.
"No!"
Kong Hu was still concerned about saving face.
"Gang leader, run! If we don't, neither of us will get away! That guy isn't human—he's a monster!" The Second Gang Leader sounded like he was about to cry.
Who would believe this?
They were both experts in the Muscle Condensing Realm.
But faced with that airtight storm of blades, they couldn't even get close.
What was the point of fighting?
If they kept going, they'd both be cut a thousand times over.
"This..."
Kong Hu hesitated. If he fled now, he'd never be able to show his face again.
In the end, he gritted his teeth. "Run. You go first. I'll cover you."
What kind of gang leader was this? He was practically his godfather!
The Second Gang Leader nearly wept.
"Gang leader, hold them off! I'll go get the brothers!"
He was touched, sure—but at that moment, he ran faster than a rabbit, terrified He An would catch up with him.
Kong Hu cursed under his breath.
"Damn it! I was just being polite. That bastard actually ran off so fast. Just wait until we get back—I'll deal with you!"
In the blink of an eye,
Kong Hu was the only one left in the courtyard.
He felt a little uneasy, but now he had no other choice.
"Kid He, it's true that the Mad Sand Gang was in the wrong, but we were acting at someone else's request. You've killed so many of our brothers. Why don't we just let this matter go?"
"Don't worry. If you're willing, I can compensate you."
"Compensate me? You bastard, all you know is compensation! Who's going to compensate my big brother for his injuries and my sister-in-law for the fright she suffered?" He An shouted.
"Today, either I die or the Mad Sand Gang is wiped out!"
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