Chen Xiao Old Gods calm, only asking one question, "You still haven't answered me, why did you betray the Chen Family?"
Why?
Alders's usually honest face twisted into a cold, sneer, "For more money and more power. Trunk promised me that once he absorbed the entire Bloody Hand Society and took control of Pochut City, I would become the third-in-command."
Chen Xiao nodded slightly. "The appetite for power... indeed, human nature is never satisfied, and loyalty is never unwavering."
Then his voice turned cold. "Take their hands off, spare their lives."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yidileisi, who had been standing beside Chen Xiao with a smile on her face, suddenly disappeared; a flash of light appeared, followed by several heart-wrenching screams.
When they looked again, Alders and his three men were both kneeling on the ground, their arms severed at the shoulders, hot blood spurting out, writhing and screaming in pain.
Clang!
Yidileisi sheathed her sword and returned to her original position. Only then did everyone come to their senses, gasping in shock and staring in fear at the beautiful young woman.
Previously, I only felt that Chen Xiao was ruthless and had amazing strength. Who would have thought that the seemingly weak girl next to him was so fast that even her afterimage was hard to catch. If I were facing her, I would probably not even have time to react before my head hit the ground.
That's terrifying... Is this the true power of Mutants?
The head of the Li Family, who had just been kidnapped, was sweating profusely.
In the blink of an eye, an extremely sharp blade of light grazed past the tip of his nose, its chill piercing to the bone, and the aura of death assaulted him.
If that slash had been half an inch higher, his head would probably have been severed from Alders's arm and fallen to the ground.
Looking at the four people curled up on the ground, groaning in pain, Chen Xiao said in a calm tone, "Butler, drag them out and read their crimes aloud in public."
"Then take him to the square and have him sliced to pieces, so everyone can see clearly that this is the fate that Bloody Hand Society with betraying the Chen Family and the Blood Hand Society."
"Yes, young master!" The old butler's voice trembled slightly as he answered crisply, his eyes brimming with hatred.
Even he hadn't expected that the person the patriarch trusted most would be the most deeply hidden thorn in his side.
No wonder Trunk's Killer were able to ambush the patriarch and his party so accurately, and no wonder the reinforcements always arrived a step too late...
At this moment, Lucia, the head of the Hong Family, spoke up, "Wait a moment, Vitas, shouldn't we interrogate him first? Perhaps we can dig out some crucial clues."
"This might be useful in dealing with Trunk next."
Chen Xiao looked up at the mature and capable blonde woman, his tone calm. "No need. Because after tonight, the name ' Trunk Gang ' will no longer exist in Pochut City."
The hall had been tidied up again. Chen Xiao sat in the main seat, with six family heads with different expressions sitting on his left and right sides, as well as the head of the Blood Fox Department.
Behind them still stood their respective bodyguards and confidants. But now no one dared to be arrogant anymore. They all straightened their backs, held their breath, and kept quiet. Every time Chen Xiao's gaze swept over them, it was as if they had been hit in the chest by an invisible hammer, their hearts tightened, and their breathing became labored.
"Everyone," Chen Xiao said, a slight smile playing on his lips, though it didn't reach his eyes, "I'm assuming the position of president. Any objections?"
Although he sat with a smile, a suffocating sense of oppression silently spread, making one's throat tighten and shoulders feel heavy.
It was as if the person sitting before him was not a young man, but an ancient ferocious beast that had been dormant for a long time, capable of crushing everything with the slightest opening of its eyes.
The so-called pressure was not a bluff; it was simply that Chen Xiao slightly released his internal Bio-Force Field, allowing some of his physical strength to naturally overflow.
With his current cell density, it is already tens of thousands of times greater than that of an ordinary person; once fully released, it may even cause local spatial distortions.
Of course, its actual power is far less terrifying than that of a black hole, but it is still enough to terrify mortals.
No one dared to underestimate Chen Xiao anymore; from the moment he appeared, no one dared to take him lightly.
No one expected him to be so decisive and forceful, nor did they expect the power in his hand to be so terrifying.
Seeing everyone nod silently, Chen Xiao nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. Now, let's discuss the important matters."
"First, with Alders's defection, the position of Blood Tiger Combat Group leader is vacant. I intend for Stodod to take over."
"I have no objection," Lucia said first.
I agree...
The others readily agreed without any objection.
After all, the Blood Wolf Combat Group was the leader's direct subordinate, commanding a hundred elite armed men, and has always been the Bloody Hand Society's strongest core force.
Chen Xiao nodded and continued to give orders, "Cousin George, Salata, and Stodod, the three of you immediately assemble all available troops."
"Before the news spreads and the Tailaduo Family is kept in the dark, immediately wipe them out, along with Alders's immediate family, leaving no one alive."
"I want the whole city to know that anyone who betrays the Bloody Hand Society only face death."
"Clear."
"Yes, sir."
"Yes."
The three men had different expressions upon hearing this, but they all readily agreed and quickly got up to leave.
Chen Xiao then turned to the blonde woman. " Lucia, the noble is in charge of intelligence. Pass down the order: before sunset, everyone must assemble in the Taiwo District, which is occupied by Trunk."
"Upon arrival, do not launch a full-scale attack; await further instructions. The primary task is to expand the blockade and completely encircle the enemy."
"Yes, Chairman."
Lucia nodded, then hesitated slightly. "But won't this alert Trunk and make him prepare defenses in advance?"
Chen Xiao said calmly, "I want to alarm him and force him to bet all his chips near the food factory in Taiwo District. Only in this way can we wipe him out in one fell swoop."
After a brief pause, he added, "Oh, and while you're at it, check on Blonsky's whereabouts. I need to know where he is right now."
After establishing his authority, Chen Xiao issued several orders in quick succession, decisively and without any hesitation.
Tonight, he intends to bring this all to a close. He has no interest in dealing with these ordinary people, not even Abomination.
This is the confidence bestowed by absolute strength, crushing all obstacles with overwhelming power.
The Bloody Hand Society quickly assembled a large force, causing quite a stir and soon stirring up undercurrents in Pochut City.
Trunk was the one being watched most closely.
In the evening, in the Jidi Hall, Trunk leaned back on the sofa, flanked by Trunk Society's core members, each with a fierce face and piercing gaze.
He raised his eyes and stared at the man with the white cloth wrapped around his head, his gaze sharp, his voice low. "Second brother, on Torid's side... not a single survivor was left?"
The man from Baotou bowed his head and replied, "Yes, boss. The entire army was wiped out."
"I personally inspected the site; the forest where they set up an ambush was burned to ashes, leaving almost no useful clues."
"The only clues we can deduce from the numerous explosion scars and the mangled remains of the bodies are that it was a large-scale air raid."
"In addition... we also found several unusual traces, but we can't determine what kind of weapon left them..." He frowned slightly as he said this.
"What's wrong?" Trunk's eyes narrowed.
This man was once a special reconnaissance soldier in the Mala, proficient in tracking, infiltration, and trace analysis. Battlefield markings that even he could not identify were anything but ordinary.
He didn't explain much, but simply took out a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them over with both hands.
Trunk solemnly accepted the book and began turning the pages one by one.
The photo shows a forest in ruins, with narrow cracks dozens or even hundreds of meters long, half a meter wide, and more than a meter deep crisscrossing the ground, as if a giant plow had turned over the mountains and fields, tearing the entire forest into pieces.
Even more horrifying, many tree trunks were cleanly severed from the middle, with smooth, mirror-like cuts, as if they had been instantly melted by an invisible beam of high temperature.
In the corner of the photo, there were several unburnt remains, broken beyond recognition and mixed with charred tree debris. If it weren't for the scattered gun wreckage nearby, it would be almost impossible to discern human figures.
At this moment, the man from Baotou slowly spoke, "These people were cut to pieces by some extremely sharp weapon before they fell."
"These neat trenches on the ground could not have been created by conventional weapons; they seem more like... a force far beyond our comprehension."
Trunk's voice tightened. "You mean, mutant abilities?"
As the second-in-command, he naturally knew that the Chen Family's returning Inheritors was a Mutants. The man in the turban nodded, his face gloomy. "That's right, boss."
More than fifty men, all seasoned veterans, with a full complement of light and heavy firepower, enough to take on an army company head-on.
With this kind of combat power, they could easily storm the city hall and kill the council speaker.
But now, they have been completely wiped out by a Mutants, or by more than twenty armed men led by him.
Trunk felt heavy-hearted.
This battle resulted in the loss of almost a third of the gang's core fighting force.
Despite the Trunk Society boasting two thousand men, their core, truly capable, daring, and well-equipped fighters number only between one hundred and fifty and two hundred.
The rest of the peripheral members were either lazy bums or temporary recruits, whose fighting strength and willpower were unreliable.
To ensure success, he even deployed twice the manpower and added heavy firepower, thinking it would be enough to wipe out Stodod's gang.
He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, his gaze sweeping over the gaunt middle-aged man on his left. His tone was cold and hard. "Immediately recall all dispatched personnel. Leave the venue for now."
" Sailade, open the armory and distribute all the weapons we just picked up from the Stark Chamber of Commerce, along with our most prized possessions."
"Make sure every member of the outer perimeter has a gun in their hand, and defend every street and alley in the Taiwo District to the death. Anyone from the Bloody Hand Society who sets foot on our territory, kill them without mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a smirk appeared on his lips, revealing a hint of ruthlessness. "Hmph! You think you can achieve everything in one battle? Dream on!"
"I'd like to see how many lives your Bloody Hand Society willing to sacrifice for this land."
" Mutants are powerful? They still bleed and fall. I refuse to believe that dozens of Rocket can't take you down!"
At this moment, the man in the turban suddenly interjected, "Boss, since these Mutants are really this troublesome, should we contact Blonsky?"
"Didn't he complain at noon that the other side was too weak and he couldn't be bothered to make a move?"