Horses Trample East Street, Blood Debts Must Be Paid in Blood

The Patrol Bureau contingent marched out from the East First Street branch in a grand display.

Though a force of nearly a hundred men was not particularly massive, it was exceptionally eye-catching on the relatively quiet East Street during the afternoon.

By the side of the street, a crowd of onlookers, commoners, and vendors had already gathered, their buzzing discussions filling the air.

"Oh my, these lords from the East Street Patrol Bureau are actually putting on a show? It's been a long time since we've seen such a formation!"

A gossiping woman carrying a vegetable basket stood on her tiptoes to peer over, clicking her tongue in wonder.

Beside her, a man selling steamed buns took a bite of his food and mumbled vaguely:

"Silver-tipped wax spears—they usually only know how to bully us common folk.

Today they're acting all majestic; could it be that some big shot is coming, and they're just putting on a performance for show?"

"I heard,"

A thin man who appeared to be well-informed lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously:

"It has to do with the new County Magistrate!

Patrol Commander Gong is likely making this move to curry favor."

"Establishing authority? I think it's just posturing!"

A porter carrying a shoulder pole scoffed:

"If this County Magistrate really had any ability, why doesn't he raid those cannibalistic gambling dens on South Street, or take down the human trafficking rings on West Street?"

However, there were also sharp-eyed and meticulous individuals who sensed something unusual.

"Something isn't right..."

On the second floor of a teahouse, among several well-dressed patrons, an elderly man narrowed his eyes as he watched the direction the group was heading:

"Look, Patrol Commander Gong is leading the team himself.

All those Patrol Chiefs on horseback are there too...

This is no simple matter."

Another patron chimed in:

"The direction they're heading is straight toward East Fourth Street?

Any further out, and that's outside the city walls—that's the territory of the City Defense Army."

"East Fourth Street?"

The porter who had spoken earlier was stunned, then shook his head:

"Don't be ridiculous!

East Fourth Street is the lair of the Blood Ape Gang. Even though Patrol Commander Gong is strong, that Wang Han is no pushover.

In my opinion, it's eighty percent likely that some young master from the inner city got into trouble, and his family hired Patrol Commander Gong to settle the matter."

"To be able to make Patrol Commander Gong personally take the field, it would at least have to be someone from the four great families: the Qin, Yuan, Shen, or Ning!"

This analysis sounded quite reasonable, and many of the onlookers nodded in agreement.

In their eyes, even with Gong Tian present, the idea of the notoriously lazy and useless Patrol Bureau wiping out the Blood Ape Gang was nothing but a pipe dream.

But the team continued to pass through the streets in silence and with great speed.

The closer they got to East Fourth Street, the thicker the numbness and wariness on the faces of the pedestrians became.

Seeing this Patrol Bureau contingent, many people instinctively hid themselves, casting suspicious and uncertain glances from the shadows.

Red Scarf Alley was the location of the Blood Ape Gang's headquarters.

When the Patrol Bureau's team surged into the entrance of Red Scarf Alley in a grand procession, firmly sealing off the front and back exits of the alley as well as several key intersections.

The Blood Ape Gang sentries, whether hidden or in plain sight, were suddenly jolted into realization!

"Oh no! The Patrol Bureau is actually attacking our doorstep!"

"Quick! Go report this to the gang leader!"

After a brief, deathly silence, cries of alarm, angry roars, the clashing of weapons, and the sound of chaotic footsteps merged into a cacophony.

Men with red scarves tied around their heads and fierce expressions rushed out from the houses, gambling dens, and brothels on both sides of the alley.

Holding clubs, blades, and spears, they appeared flustered, but they were numerous; soon, they gathered into a dark, dense mass, blocking the alleyway and forming a standoff with the Patrol Bureau team.

"Clop, clop, clop..."

The crisp sound of horse hooves broke the tense, deathly silence of the alley.

Gong Tian spurred his horse forward, moving past the crowd to the very front of the formation.

Several Patrol Chiefs at the Tendon Changing realm and Yang Ning, who wore a bamboo hat, rode their horses to stand behind Gong Tian.

He was still wearing that black martial outfit, without any armor, looking like a wealthy young master out for a stroll.

At the same time, the members of the Blood Ape Gang blocking the front parted like a tide, clearing a path.

A giant of a man with an incredibly burly and imposing physique stepped out; it was none other than the leader of the Blood Ape Gang, Mad Iron Fist Wang Han!

Behind him followed four or five fierce-looking lieutenants, among whom the vice leader, Ghost Abacus Chen Qi, was prominently featured, along with several others whose eyes glinted with sharp light, clearly marking them as skilled fighters.

Wang Han's gaze lingered on Gong Tian for a moment, a flicker of deep wariness passing through the depths of his eyes.

But soon, the hideous, bulging muscles on his face squeezed into a smile, and he spoke in a voice like a booming bell:

"Hahaha!

I wondered who was making such a grand display, and it turns out to be the esteemed Patrol Commander Gong!

I don't know what wind blew a great deity like Patrol Commander Gong to my humble doorstep today?

Could there be some misunderstanding? Or did one of my brothers lack eyes and offend the officers of the Patrol Bureau?

I, Wang, offer my apologies in advance!"

Hearing these polite pleasantries, the opposite side remained silent.

Gong Tian sat upright on his horse, looking down with an indifferent gaze at Wang Han, who was wearing a fake smile not far away, and parted his lips slightly:

"Wang Han, go fuck your mother."

"???"

"!!!"

The entire Red Scarf Alley seemed to have been hit by a silence spell.

Whether it was the officers of the Patrol Bureau, the members of the Blood Ape Gang, or even the scattered commoners peeking from afar, everyone was dumbfounded.

This Patrol Commander Gong... what did he just say?

Even Wang Han himself saw the fake smile on his face instantly freeze, his expression shifting from astonishment to confusion, then to disbelief, and finally into a towering rage fueled by his cultivation!

"Gong! Tian!"

The muscles on Wang Han's face twitched, and his hideous scars turned blood-red. His voice was hoarse and filled with violent fury:

"I respect you as a Patrol Commander and give you face!

You motherfucker... how dare you insult me like this?!"

Gong Tian let out a scoff, and his indifferent face finally revealed a trace of undisguised mockery and cold killing intent:

"What kind of thing do you think you are?

Do you deserve for me to give you face?"

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Wang Han, his voice exploding like thunder in everyone's ears:

"I came today for no other reason! It is to uproot your Blood Ape Gang and eradicate it completely!

To send you, Wang Han, and this pack of animals, all to the dungeon!"

"Patrolmen, hear my order!" Gong Tian stopped looking at Wang Han, whose face was livid and whose aura was in chaos, and shouted sternly.

"Present!"

Nearly a hundred Patrol Bureau officers behind him answered in unison, their voices shaking the alleyways.

"Today, we annihilate the Blood Ape Gang!

Those who resist, kill without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Only then did Wang Han finally confirm that Gong Tian was truly determined to strike a lethal blow against his Blood Ape Gang!

He was both shocked and furious, his gaze subconsciously sweeping past Gong Tian's side. When his eyes passed over the figure wearing a bamboo hat, he suddenly felt that the silhouette looked somewhat familiar.

Immediately after, he saw the young man slowly raise his hand and remove the hat, revealing a young yet resolute face, and...

A lustrous, smooth White Jade Mask that seemed to glow on its own in the dim alleyway!

The eyes beneath the mask looked at him calmly, filled only with bone-chilling killing intent.

Yang Ning!

Wang Han understood everything!

No wonder Gong Tian would go to such great lengths!

It was all for this brat! To stand up for him!

"So it was you, you little bastard!"

Wang Han laughed out of extreme rage.

"Good! Very good!

Little thing, do you think that by clinging to the Qin Family and finding Gong Tian, you can touch my Blood Ape Gang?"

He lunged forward, his blood and qi erupting with a roar.

"I'm sending you to your grave today!"

Wang Han's voice was like a night owl's, filled with madness:

"Brothers, there's nothing left to say!

Follow me, and let's carve a bloody path out of here!

Slaughter these dog officials!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The die-hard gang members behind him roared in response, their eyes bloodshot as they raised their weapons.

"Kill!"

Gong Tian spat out the word coldly, wasting no more breath as he slowly raised his right hand.

As the word fell, he drifted down from his horse, heading straight for Wang Han.

Yang Ning looked up, his gaze piercing through the chaotic crowd to collide violently with the enraged Wang Han.

He said nothing, simply raising his fists and charging into the Blood Ape Gang alongside the sea of Patrol Bureau men.

Brother Wu, Uncle Wu, and all the innocent people implicated because of me...

Today, I will use these two fists to claim justice for you all!

Blood debts must be paid in blood!