Madman!

Chapter 91: Kill Them All

Half an hour later, more than sixty people had gathered at Gao Fei's dance hall. Most were Gao Fei's men, while about twenty belonged to Li Zhijun.

"When the fighting starts, don't you dare shrink back," Gao Fei whispered to Li Zhijun.

"Don't worry. I've found him an eyesore for a long time now," Li Zhijun replied with a smile.

Emboldened, Gao Fei turned to the subordinates behind him. "Grab your gear. Let's go!"

The group aggressively marched straight toward the dance hall in Chen Wujun's territory.

The subordinate at the door was startled by the sight and hurriedly shouted inside, "Notify Brother Jun! Lidong is here to cause trouble!"

While instructing someone to make the call, he slammed the door shut.

However, Gao Fei kicked the door open with a single strike, sending the wooden panels flying into the room.

"What is Lidong trying to do? Do you want to start a war? Sister Shark Jiu and Brother Jun won't let you off!" The subordinate in charge summoned his courage and stepped forward.

"Poaching my people—does Hetu have any rules left? Tell Chen Wujun to come out and talk!" Gao Fei stepped forward, kicking the subordinate back. His gaze swept across the venue and landed on a terrified dancer on the stage—the very one who had been poached from his dance hall."Drag them over here! Do they think my place is somewhere they can just come and go as they please?"

...

"Forms of energy generally include kinetic energy, potential energy, thermal energy, chemical energy, light energy, and so on..." Ah Qi spread out the science textbook and read to Chen Wujun.

"What kind of energy is a magnetic field? What about bio-electricity?" Chen Wujun immediately asked.

"A magnetic field isn't an energy form itself; it's a medium. Bio-electricity can be considered a type of chemical energy..." Ah Qi explained promptly.

Although Chen Wujun had a weak academic foundation, he asked many questions. Consequently, Ah Qi had to prepare extensively for every session; she had recently reviewed the entire junior high curriculum.

Chen Wujun was about to ask another question when his phone suddenly rang.

"Brother Jun, something happened. Gao Fei brought men and attacked us." The other end of the line was noisy, accompanied by Ah Fei's urgent voice.

Upon hearing this, a fierce light instantly flashed in Chen Wujun's eyes.

"Gao Fei? Fire Dragon's man? I haven't provoked him, yet he comes to provoke me. Who gave him the nerve?"

Lately, Ah Qi felt that Chen Wujun was a decent person—eager to learn. Sometimes, she even thought he had only joined the gang because he had been led astray.

However, the moment that fierce light appeared in his eyes, Ah Qi felt a wave of brutality wash over her. Her hair stood on end, her throat went dry, and she didn't dare make a sound.

"Tell the men to get the gear ready." Chen Wujun hung up the phone. Standing up and heading for the door, he said, "We'll continue reading tomorrow."

With that, he walked out.

Hearing the noise, Ah Qi's father opened his room door and stepped out. "Why is he leaving so early today?"

"It seems he's going to chop someone up." Ah Qi wiped the sweat from her forehead. She used to think descriptions of a person's imposing aura were exaggerations.

But just now, she truly felt a murderous pressure rushing at her face.

...

'I've been preparing to deal with Harris and Ji Xiang these past few days. I didn't intend to cause trouble,' Chen Wujun thought with a dark expression as he went downstairs.

'But even if I don't look for trouble, trouble comes looking for me.'

'Is it because I've been too quiet lately that they look down on me?'

'Perfect. I've always felt that half a street was too little. Today, I'll beat Gao Fei to death and take over the entire street.'

'He came looking for trouble on his own initiative. Even if I kill him, Fire Dragon can't say a thing. Senior Sister always says one needs a "Just Cause." Well, this is my Just Cause.'

'Fire Dragon... I don't know how strong he is, but he surely isn't stronger than Harris...'

Mulling things over, Chen Wujun arrived near the gambling den.

"Brother Jun! The men are ready. Should we notify Sister Shark Jiu?" Ah Fei approached with about twenty people behind him.

Curry, Li Wei, and Fa Zai were all present.

Everyone held clubs and machetes in their hands.

"No need. Let's go."

Chen Wujun was confident that even if he couldn't defeat Fire Dragon, he could retreat safely, so there was no need to alert Shark Jiu just yet.

Besides, Fire Dragon might not even show up.

The group aggressively followed Chen Wujun to Lung Kong Road. Gao Fei received the news immediately and walked out of the dance hall with Li Zhijun and his men. Gao Fei was dragging a disheveled dancer, her face covered in blood, begging bitterly, "Brother Fei, let me go, I was wrong, I'll come back tomorrow..."

Watching Chen Wujun approach, Gao Fei said coldly, "Chen Wujun, your people crossed the line. Poaching from me, taking my top girl—do you want me to do business or not? Do you have any rules?"

"If your people left, it's because you're incompetent and can't keep them. Coming here to cause trouble means you're seeking your own death. I'm going to kill you today." Chen Wujun didn't stop walking, his murderous aura intensifying.

"So fierce. Are you trying to scare me? Do you think I grew up scared?" Gao Fei sneered, then turned his head to the side.

"Li Zhijun, what do you say?"

"Hetu really crossed the line first on this one. No rules at all. You think only you can poach people and others can't? If that's the case, nobody will be able to do business." Li Zhijun stepped out from the side, looking at Chen Wujun with amusement.

With both him and Gao Fei there, he wanted to see what Chen Wujun could possibly do today.

Moreover, he had already sent people to watch Ah Hao and Cun Bao's territories. If they made a move, he would receive the news instantly.

"Li Zhijun? Just a stray dog by the roadside." Chen Wujun recognized this subordinate of Wen Long.

Looking at the two opponents, he immediately understood their plan.

"If you hadn't come, fine. But since you're here, I'll beat you both to death right now!" Chen Wujun grinned savagely. He stomped his foot and launched himself forward like a tiger descending the mountain, startling them both.

The two hadn't expected Chen Wujun to be so hard-line, attacking immediately without even sensing the situation, despite facing two opponents.

'If you dare to start it, I'll take this chance to kill you,' Li Zhijun thought, his eyes glinting cold.

Chen Wujun lunged and landed right in front of them. His arm lashed out like a Great Spear, sleeves snapping loudly as he struck at Gao Fei.

Gao Fei hurriedly took a step back and raised his leg, kicking out like a cannonball leaving the barrel.

Although he had been a bit cowardly before, he didn't hesitate in a fight.

His strength wasn't equal to Yu Wei's, but he wasn't weaker than Cun Bao or Ah Hao.

On the other side, Li Zhijun swung his arms like massive hammers, smashing toward Chen Wujun's head and chest.

Chen Wujun suddenly took a step back and inhaled sharply. His entire body seemed to expand, growing a size larger. He blocked the fist aiming for his head with one hand but completely ignored Li Zhijun's punch to his chest. Instead, he stepped in with a piercing palm strike, intending to trade injury for injury.

Possessing the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover, he had no intention of tangling with two opponents at once. He planned to concentrate his full power to kill one of them first.

Li Zhijun was startled. He thought Chen Wujun's target was Gao Fei, but the man had instantly turned on him, neither blocking nor dodging, seemingly willing to trade blows.

It was too late to retract his hand and retreat. A surge of ferocity rose in his heart.

"Two against one, and you want to trade injuries? Let's see who dies!"

He put his entire body's strength into the punch, driving it straight into Chen Wujun's chest.

Thud!

As soon as the fist landed, Li Zhijun sensed something was wrong. But before he could think, Chen Wujun withstood the punch and thrust his fingers into Li Zhijun's chest like a knife, hooking onto the sternum and pulling outward.

Li Zhijun howled in misery, his heart filled with unparalleled panic.

Gao Fei, witnessing this, was also startled. Knowing he couldn't retreat now, he stepped forward and whipped a leg kick horizontally at Chen Wujun.

However, Chen Wujun backhandedly clamped down on Li Zhijun's arm. Withdrawing his other hand from the chest wound, he swept his legs and twisted his hands, swinging Li Zhijun in front of him as a shield before plunging his fingers like blades into Li Zhijun's lower back.

Even Yu Wei couldn't withstand Chen Wujun's palm strikes, let alone Li Zhijun.

The agonizing pain in his lower back almost made Li Zhijun lose his breath. He gritted his teeth, trying to struggle, but suddenly a tiger's roar exploded in his ear. He was already heavily injured and mentally scattered; the roar instantly shattered most of his blood and qi, rendering his struggles feeble.

Chen Wujun's palm sank another half-inch deeper. Feeling something solid, his fingers clenched hard and crushed it directly.

Li Zhijun's body instantly went rigid.

Knowing Li Zhijun was only a breath away from death, Chen Wujun withdrew his hand, stepped back, and kicked Li Zhijun's spine.

Bang! Crack!

Li Zhijun flew toward Gao Fei like a cannonball.

Seeing Li Zhijun flying at him like a broken sack, Gao Fei didn't dare catch him and jumped aside.

With Li Zhijun's help, he had felt some courage. He never expected Li Zhijun to be crippled without even surviving a single exchange.

Seeing Chen Wujun so fierce and ferocious, his mind buzzed, terrified out of his wits.

Chen Wujun suddenly let out a tiger roar, expelling that held breath along with the bloody taste in his throat.

It looked like he had taken Li Zhijun's punch easily thanks to the Golden Bell Cover, but that punch had carried over five hundred kilograms of force.

Chen Wujun's flesh, bones, and internal organs had all been tempered. He had also channeled his blood and qi to his chest and actively met the blow, preventing the opponent's force from fully penetrating. Thus, he had only suffered minor injuries.

Hearing the tiger roar, Gao Fei, already panicking, lost all courage. He retreated continuously, his mind filled with a single thought:

'Run! I have to run!'

He turned and fled.

But the street wasn't wide, and his own subordinates behind him blocked his path.

Chen Wujun certainly wouldn't give him a chance to flee. His back muscles drove his legs, and with two leaping strides, he caught up to Gao Fei.

Arching and snapping his body, he launched a stepping double piercing palm strike.

Gao Fei had to twist his body and block with crossed arms while raising his knee to strike the abdomen, attempting to force Chen Wujun back.

At the same time, two loyal subordinates instinctively swung their iron rods, smashing them toward Chen Wujun with a whistling sound.

Chen Wujun's skin was entirely flushed red. Ignoring the iron rods from both sides, he pivoted to circle toward Gao Fei's rear flank, knocking one subordinate flying in the process.

Twisting his body, he used a "Back Body Spitting Letter" move to slap at Gao Fei's waist.

An iron rod struck Chen Wujun's shoulder, but he ignored it completely. Instead, the subordinate holding the rod felt his hands go numb from the recoil.

Realizing Chen Wujun was circling behind him, Gao Fei knew he was in trouble. He lunged forward to dodge the strike to his back, but he lost his chance to escape.

On one side stood Chen Wujun's subordinates—Ah Fei and the others holding machetes and iron rods, eyeing him like tigers watching prey. On the other side was Chen Wujun himself.

His own men were blocked on the outside.

"Hack him to death!" Gao Fei shouted, his heart trembling.

But Chen Wujun spun and kicked a man in the body. The subordinate's chest instantly shattered, and the force pushed the people behind him back several steps.

Borrowing that leverage, Chen Wujun lunged straight at Gao Fei.

His hands whipped down one after another like two lashes.

Behind him, Li Wei's pupils constricted. This was clearly the "Continuous Strike and Throw" of his Through-Back Fist.

However, Chen Wujun wasn't using the "Lying Cow Force"; it lacked the downward energy.

In Through-Back Fist, hands are like iron, wrists like cotton, and arms like whips, delivering a snapping force.

Chen Wujun, on the other hand, used the explosive elasticity of his spine and the torque of his waist, which also allowed the force to penetrate to the extremities.

He was already strong, and after mobilizing his blood and qi, his arms were as hard as iron. Using the Through-Back Fist's continuous striking method, his power was majestic and violent—his arms were essentially two steel whips.

The whipping strikes generated a rushing wind that hit the face, giving the impression that anyone who blocked them would die.

Seeing this power, how could Gao Fei dare to block?

He jumped to dodge, but Chen Wujun continued to spin and lash out horizontally. His two arms flew up and down, leaving Gao Fei with no escape. He could only grit his teeth and block with both arms.

Upon contact, Gao Fei felt as if his arms had been struck by a steel whip. The pain was excruciating, as if they were broken. After blocking twice, he couldn't lift them anymore.

And Chen Wujun's third strike had already swung onto his head.

Crack!

Gao Fei's skull was shattered by the whip-like strike.