"Trash!"
Ding Wanshan slammed the table and glared at a small leader of the Blood Wolf Gang below.
"Three Late-Stage Ming Jin, how can they still miss against a few ordinary people?"
"Back... back to the gang leader, there seems to be a master guarding Jiang Fa's family. Our people went there for two or three hours and never came back. The subordinates felt relieved and sent two more people to pick up the family. As a result, the family was empty, and only some scattered traces of fighting were left at the scene."
The little boss said tremblingly.
"In other words, those three losers were captured quietly without even a message being sent back?"
"Yes."
The little boss gritted his teeth and added, "My subordinates have already sent people to check. Yellow Earth Town left no obvious traces. The person who made the move has very clean hands and feet, and is very experienced. He is obviously well prepared."
"A bunch of losers!"
Ding Wanshan suddenly swept the rough porcelain tea bowl on the table to the ground. The broken porcelain was scattered everywhere, and the tea was poured all over the floor.
The little leader in the hall was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, and he did not dare to take a breath.
"Gang leader."
Chai Wenyuan walked in quickly from outside the door, with a gloomy look on his face, and waved to the kneeling leader. "Go down."
The little leader retreated crawling on the ground as if he had been granted amnesty.
Only Ding Wanshan and Chai Wenyuan were left in the hall.
"Say it."
Ding Wanshan slowly sat back in the Grand Master's chair.
Chai Wenyuan did not speak in a hurry, but first took out a folded letter from his arms and handed it over.
"My subordinates sent people to investigate overnight. Jiang Fa's family has been secretly transferred."
"Can we find out their specific whereabouts?"
Ding Wanshan frowned.
"Can't find it."
Chai Wenyuan lowered his eyes and whispered, "Those three people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. Our people were guarding the official road, but they were never found. I also had people search the thirty miles around Yellow Earth Town, but nothing was found."
"Disappear out of thin air?" Ding Wanshan sneered, "Yellow Earth Town In such a big place, where can a few living people and an eight-year-old child hide?"
Chai Wenyuan had no idea and could only ask, "Brother, what should we do now?"
Ding Wanshan pondered for a moment and then gave him instructions.
"Go, keep an eye on that kid. Since this matter has been missed, we can't protect you. The kid is currently thinking of ways to deal with my Blood Wolf Gang. We must make preparations in advance."
"No need, I'm already here. If anything happens, let's talk to you face to face, Gang Leader Ding."
Just as Ding Wanshan finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded in their ears.
Ding Wanshan's pupils suddenly shrank.
He stood up suddenly.
Chai Wenyuan's reaction was not slow either.
Almost at the same moment as the sound sounded, his left hand touched the end of the short thorn at his waist, and his whole body felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Several dull sounds came from outside the hall, and finally became quiet.
Ding Wanshan's face turned pale as he strode to the front of the hall and pushed open the main door.
Under the corridor outside the door, the four gangsters on duty fell to the ground in a mess, their necks were weirdly twisted, and it looked like they couldn't survive.
"You..."
Ding Wanshan's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he looked at the black figure who appeared in the courtyard at an unknown time.
"I didn't expect you to dare to break into my Blood Wolf Gang's main hall alone."
"Why don't I dare?"
Jiang Fa stood in the courtyard, looking at Ding Wanshan expressionlessly.
"Arrogant."
Ding Wanshan squeezed out two words through his teeth, and the breath of An Jin peaked out of his body like a bursting dam.
He has been immersed in the peak of An Jin for seventeen years, and his aura is far richer than ordinary warriors of the same level.
"Since you don't know whether to live or die and break into our Blood Wolf Gang alone, then I will help you today."
Chai Wenyuan also rushed out of the hall at this time, with the cold light of the short thorn in his hand, and Ding Wanshan on the left and right, sandwiching Jiang Fa in the middle.
Jiang Fa didn't even raise his eyelids.
"I have been a member of the Blood Wolf Gang for seventeen years, and you are the first one who dared to break in alone." Ding Wanshan spoke slowly, with cold eyes. "No matter if you are stupid or crazy, there is no way you can walk out alive today."
"Wenyuan, let all the brothers come out!"
Ding Wanshan shouted loudly, and took half a step back with his right foot. The blue and black blood vessels in his left arm protruded, and his iron arm skills were already pushed to the extreme.
Although he didn't say anything, he knew clearly in his heart,
Even Lu Jiu's half-step Transforming Force was lost in the hands of the person in front of him. He and Chai Wenyuan were in the same Late Dark Force at the peak of An Jin. It was difficult to keep this person.
Chai Wenyuan reacted very quickly. He took out a whistle from his waist with his left hand, put it into his mouth, and blew it hard.
The sharp whistle pierced the night sky and bounced back and forth between the courtyard walls.
No one answered.
Ding Wanshan's face changed slightly.
He clearly arranged for two Middle An Jin masters to guard the front and back of the hall, and eight elite gang members stationed in the side courtyard. In addition to the hidden sentries patrolling the outside, there were at least more than thirty people.
But after the whistle sounded, the entire Blood Wolf Gang main hall was completely silent, not even a single footstep was heard.
"Stop shouting, Gang Leader Ding, I have already taken care of all your people."
Jiang Fa said calmly, "The head of the Blood Wolf Gang has such a bunch of losers? There are more than thirty people, and not even one of them can fight. I almost thought I was in the wrong place."
"You!"
Ding Wanshan's face was ashen.
He has been in Qingshan County for seventeen years, but has he ever been humiliated so face to face?
"What a sharp-tongued little beast."
Ding Wanshan shouted loudly, kicked his feet violently, and rushed towards Jiang Fa like a furious tiger.
The blue-black blood vessels in his left arm bulged like earthworms, and the Iron Arm Kung Fu was pushed to the extreme.
The left arm, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, was stretched across the body, carrying the majestic strength of An Jin's peak and blasting towards Jiang Fa's chest.
This punch would make even an average An Jin peak warrior retreat.
Ding Wanshan has been in Qingshan County for seventeen years, and as many as eighty souls have died under the Iron Arm Kung Fu. He is very aware of the weight of his punch.
Not to mention the flesh and blood body, even a thick brick wall will be shattered under this punch.
Seeing Ding Wanshan's iron arm coming towards him, Jiang Fa just raised his right fist and moved it forward lightly.
The two fists meet.
An extremely dull loud noise exploded, and air waves surged in all directions with the two people as the center.
Ding Wanshan's expression froze.
He only felt that his proud iron arm hit an iron wall made of steel.
An overwhelming force came from the point of contact, traveling upstream along his left arm, shattering his jaw, cracking the bones of his forearm, and causing the entire meridians of his left arm to break.
Click!
The crisp sound of cracking bones was particularly harsh in the night sky.
Ding Wanshan groaned, and was sent flying backwards by the punch. His feet plowed two deep ravines on the ground, and he retreated to the steps in front of the hall before he could stabilize his body.
He looked down at his left arm,
This iron arm, which he was once so proud of and could hold a sword with force, was now hanging limply by his side.
From the wrist to the shoulder, the entire arm's bones had been broken into dozens of pieces, the blood vessels under the skin burst, and the entire arm was stained with blue-black congestion.
"How is it possible..."
Ding Wanshan raised his head despite the pain, and fear finally appeared in his falcon-like eyes.
For seventeen years, he relied on this left arm to conquer the world.
After practicing the Iron Arm Kung Fu to Major Accomplishment, an ordinary An Jin warrior would not even leave a white mark when struck with his weapon, but the young man in front of him only punched his proud Iron Arm into a cripple.
"You... what kind of cultivation are you?"
Only at this moment did he truly realize the terror of the person in front of him.
Jiang Fa shook his right fist, and the knuckles were scratched, but nothing happened.
At this moment, Chai Wenyuan finally pounced from the flank.
The short thorn in his hand was passed out silently and went straight to Jiang Fa's throat.
This stabbing was fast and fierce, and the angle was extremely sinister. It was a standard assassination method. It did not involve a head-on collision, but targeted the moment when the opponent was most relaxed.
When the short stab was still half a foot away from Jiang Fa's throat, a sinister smile flashed in Chai Wenyuan's eyes.
This short thorn of his has been tempered with extremely poisonous poison, and even a Transforming Force master would be infuriated if it scratches a little bit of skin.
But when his short thorn penetrated halfway, he couldn't push it in anymore.
Jiang Fa's left hand had been raised at some point, and his two fingers lightly grasped the tip of the short thorn.
The venom-quenching short thorn was between Jiang Fa's two fingers, as if it was firmly locked by iron pliers.
"You..."
Chai Wenyuan's expression changed drastically, and he pulled back hard twice, but the short thorn did not move at all.