Chapter 152: Chapter 0152: Arrogance and Despotism_1
BANG!
With a thunderous crash, the door to Zhang Bin’s villa was violently kicked open.
Of course, it was Gu Yang who had kicked it open.
He held an iron sword in his hand, a bone-chilling killing intent radiated from him, and his face was twisted into a vicious sneer.
Following close behind him were Diao Chenghua and Turen Xiong.
"Get Zhang Bin out here to face his death," Gu Yang barked.
His voice was like a clap of thunder, shaking the villa to its foundations.
"Who are you people?"
Ma Rufei ran out of a room, his face filled with rage.
He had been waiting here specifically. As for Zhang Bin’s family, they had already been moved to safety. That way, his opponents wouldn’t be able to find them and would be left helpless.
"I am Gu Yang of the Iron Sword Sect. Are you Zhang Bin?" Gu Yang said coldly.
"I’m not Zhang Bin. I’m his friend, Ma Rufei," Ma Rufei said coolly. "Zhang Bin isn’t home; you came at a bad time."
"Not home? Could it be that he’s hiding?" Turen Xiong sneered.
"The monk can run, but the temple can’t," Diao Chenghua whispered in Gu Yang’s ear. "He has a factory and a medicinal herb base."
"Zhang Bin, you have ten minutes to show yourself!" Gu Yang shouted, his face contorted in a vicious grin. "Otherwise, I’ll start by demolishing your villa, then I’ll destroy your factory, and I’ll finish by burning your medicinal herb base to the ground!"
His voice was earth-shattering, carrying far and wide and awakening all the villagers. Expressions of profound anger appeared on their faces.
"Aren’t you afraid of the nation’s laws?" Ma Rufei demanded, his face a mask of rage.
He had stayed behind specifically to protect Zhang Bin’s assets. However, from the looks of things, that was now impossible.
"Afraid of the law?" Gu Yang sneered. "If he dares to cripple the cultivation level of an Iron Sword Sect disciple, he must have the courage to face the consequences. If he doesn’t dare to come out, then he can’t blame me for what follows."
With that, he slammed his palm against the main gate.
CRACK!
A clear palm print appeared on the iron gate. Struck by the immense force, the gate tore from its hinges and smashed inward, sending Ma Rufei flying.
Pfft!
Ma Rufei spat out a mouthful of blood. "You dare hit me?" he roared. "Do you think the Ma Family is so easily bullied?"
"We’re here for Zhang Bin. Your whining is just asking for death. Scram! We’re here to tear down this villa." Gu Yang still held some reservations about the Ma Family, so his tone was slightly less arrogant.
"I’m not leaving! What are you going to do about it?" Ma Rufei climbed to his feet and said angrily.
"What am I going to do?" Gu Yang sneered. "Simple. I’ll throw you out."
With an arrow step, Gu Yang rushed forward, grabbed Ma Rufei by the neck, and casually tossed him outside.
WHOOSH!
Ma Rufei sailed through the air for more than ten meters before crashing hard onto the ground. He rolled several times and nearly blacked out.
"Zhang Bin, are you still not coming out? Then don’t expect any more courtesy from me."
Gu Yang strode out the door, drew his iron sword, and postured as if to attack the villa. With his cultivation level, demolishing Zhang Bin’s villa was indeed a simple task; he could cause it to collapse with a casual wave of his hand.
"What do you think you’re doing?" Cheng Youtian yelled angrily as he rushed over.
"Get lost!"
Gu Yang lashed out with a kick, catching Cheng Youtian squarely in the chest.
Cheng Youtian was sent flying like a soccer ball. He soared more than ten meters before crashing into the vegetable patch, where he immediately passed out.
"MURDERER!"
With a face full of terror, Mother Cheng rushed over to her husband’s side. She embraced Cheng Youtian and shook him vigorously. "Youtian, are you still alive?"
"Get them!"
Xu Lao’er led a group of young men who, brandishing hoes, charged forward.
However, before they could get close, they each felt a sharp pain in their abdomen and were sent flying into the vegetable patch, where they writhed in agony, unable to get back up.
It was, of course, Gu Yang who had dispatched them with a flurry of lightning-fast kicks.
The faces of the other villagers changed dramatically, and none dared to rush forward. Only now did they realize that the old man before them was terrifyingly powerful, far beyond what ordinary people like them could ever hope to deal with.
"This villa is pretty well-built. I wonder how many of my sword strikes it can withstand?" Gu Yang said with a murderous glare. He raised his sword high, exuding an air of utter disdain for the world.
Just then, a rumbling sound filled the air as a helicopter rapidly approached from the horizon.
It moved with incredible speed, and in just a few breaths, it was hovering above the villa, slowly beginning its descent.
Could it be that Zhang Bin has returned?
A look of joy appeared on Gu Yang’s face. He abandoned the thought of destroying Zhang Bin’s villa and turned to watch the helicopter.
The helicopter door flew open, and Zhao Dawei, Qian Bing, and Sun Tie leaped out.
Zhao Dawei strode over coldly, a badge suddenly appearing in his hand. "Special Action Team business! What are you doing here?" he barked.
"Special Action Team?"
Gu Yang’s pupils shrank, but a cold smirk played on his lips. "I am Gu Yang of the Iron Sword Sect. I am here to demand satisfaction from Zhang Bin. Since he’s hiding and won’t come out, I have no choice but to tear down his villa, his factory, and his medicinal herb base."
He was certainly aware of the Special Action Team, a powerful and mysterious national force. However, they couldn’t intimidate an expert of his caliber. He was just one step away from reaching the Qi Sea Realm. He naturally didn’t pay Zhao Dawei and the others any mind; after all, their cultivation levels were far too inferior to his.
Turen Xiong and Diao Chenghua, however, flinched and shrank back, clearly frightened. They didn’t dare cross the Special Action Team.
"Gu Yang, you had better behave yourself," Zhao Dawei said coldly. "Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’re powerful. The state has plenty of ways to deal with you."
"I’ve done nothing wrong. What reason does the state have to deal with me?" Gu Yang said arrogantly. "Zhang Bin crippled the cultivation level of an Iron Sword Sect disciple. It’s only natural that I come to settle the score."
"Settle your score with him, but you cannot destroy his villa and factory," Zhao Dawei said with an imposing air.
"Step aside, or I’ll put you all on the ground. Meddling in my affairs... in Gu Yang’s affairs. You lot truly don’t know the difference between life and death," Gu Yang snapped impatiently. A towering killing aura and fiendish energy erupted from his body, and his eyes glinted with an icy light.
"How daring!"
Zhao Dawei was enraged. Almost simultaneously, he and his men drew the pistols from their waists and aimed the dark muzzles directly at Gu Yang.
"You really insist on meddling in my affairs?" A fierce grin appeared on Gu Yang’s face as his sword erupted with a two-foot-long blade of light. A dagger also appeared in his left hand. Clearly, he was prepared to deflect their bullets.
"Gu Yang, return to the Iron Sword Sect at once. The Daoyi Sect will handle the grievance between your Iron Sword Sect and Zhang Bin," Zhao Dawei stated coldly. "Otherwise, we’ll be forced to take you into custody."
"Just with the three of you?" A look of contempt filled Gu Yang’s face.
"It’s not just the three of us." After speaking, Zhao Dawei made a hand signal. Instantly, two more large men jumped down from the helicopter, wielding submachine guns, not mere pistols.
"You still aren’t worth my attention," Gu Yang roared arrogantly. "I’ll give you one chance. Scram, now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite."