"Heh heh—"
"I've been waiting for you. I thought you wouldn't dare to come," Yang Zihao appeared before the group. Behind him were members of the Qianmen sect dressed in black, exuding a powerful aura of pressure.
Chen Jinzhao paid no attention.
Qian Deshui stepped forward and said, "My brothers are not afraid of death. Not everyone is like you."
Yang Zihao seemed slapped in the face. "You..."
However, he quickly regained his composure. Tonight, Qian Deshui would be eliminated from the world by Qianmen. Why bother arguing with someone who was already as good as dead?
There was no need.
"I hope your actions will be as tough as your words," Yang Zihao sneered.
"Follow me."
Seeing the Qianmen members, Qian Deshui's expression also turned serious.
Qianmen had also made ample preparations. By conservative estimates, there should be over a hundred Qianmen members in this village, while Qian Deshui had only brought thirty-odd people. The numbers were far inferior to Qianmen's.
Could they win?
Qian Deshui's gaze fell upon Chen Jinzhao's retreating back, and his heart gradually firmed.
There was nothing that could stump Chen Jinzhao!
Under Yang Zihao's lead, the group arrived outside the ancestral hall of Yangling Village. It was a flat cement ground. It was not difficult to tell that this cement ground was likely a basketball court before, but had been left unused by the village. Meanwhile, Hong Kui sat on a grand tutor's chair, with over twenty black-clad Qianmen members standing behind him, exuding a chilling aura.
Yang Zihao quickly walked up to Hong Kui. "Master Hong, the people are here."
Hong Kui's gaze swept over Qian Deshui and the others, then settled on Chen Jinzhao. "You are Chen Jinzhao, the one who killed my son? Heh heh, I didn't expect you to dare to come."
"Today, I will certainly lop off your head to appease my son's soul in heaven."
Qian Deshui retorted, "Come on, your son is already fish food. He's not going to heaven."
Hong Kui was furious upon hearing this, almost drawing his gun to shoot Qian Deshui. But reason made him calm down. He said with a grim face, "Still talking tough? You'll have plenty to see later."
"Heh heh, I'll wait and see," Qian Deshui was not afraid.
Hong Kui glanced at his million-dollar wristwatch and snorted, "I'll give you thirty minutes to adjust yourselves. After thirty minutes, we'll settle this by our own abilities."
Guan Hong's face showed worry upon hearing this. He thought Hong Kui was too confident, even giving them thirty minutes to rest. Either Hong Kui possessed unparalleled confidence, or he was arrogant.
At this moment, it seemed to be the former.
"Big Brother, why do I feel like there's a trap?" Guan Hong asked in a low voice.
Qian Deshui frowned. "Whether there's a trap or not, it's good to let the brothers relax first. But you guys need to keep an eye on the other side in case they try to shoot from hiding."
Guan Hong nodded. "I understand."
Chen Jinzhao was chatting with Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu.
Judging from the way the three were chatting and laughing, they didn't seem to take this decisive battle seriously at all, as if it were a vacation trip.
Through their conversation, Chen Jinzhao learned that Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu were brothers, their surname being Li.
The two brothers were even younger than Chen Jinzhao. They had been brought up by Li Qiutao since they were young. It was worth mentioning that Li Qiutao had rescued them from organ traffickers, so the two were extremely loyal to Li Qiutao, and Li Qiutao treated them like his own juniors.
"Without Master Li, my brother and I would have probably been butchered long ago," Xiao Wu said with a smile.
"Our lives were given to us by Master Li. If he told us to die now, my brother and I wouldn't even bat an eye."
Chen Jinzhao chuckled upon hearing this. "From what I know of him, he won't let you go to your deaths willingly."
Xiao Wu nodded.
As for Xiao Hu, he was a quiet one, not liking to talk much. Chen Jinzhao was already used to it.
"Young Master Chen, you probably won't need to make a move later. My brother and I can cut through the opposing side," Xiao Wu said.
Chen Jinzhao, however, narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Don't you feel it? Besides Qianmen, there are people from other forces who have infiltrated. Tonight is destined to be a bloody night."
Xiao Wu's expression became stern, and he subconsciously looked around.
Xiao Hu suddenly spoke, "I noticed it long ago. When we left the city, several cars were tracking us alternately. If nothing unexpected happens, those people probably don't belong to Qianmen."
They were a third party!
"Who could it be?" Xiao Wu looked at Chen Jinzhao.
Chen Jinzhao shook his head. "I don't know for sure yet. I only know they are probably coming for me."
Xiao Wu pondered for a moment, then finally grinned and said, "No matter who it is, anyone who dares to provoke us tonight will become a soul under my fist."
The three remained fearless.
At the same time, several figures in black clothes infiltrated the village from the back mountain. They clearly did not belong to Qianmen.
The leader, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man, spoke fluent Chinese. "Mr. Yamada, do you think we'll succeed tonight?"
The short young man following the foreigner chuckled. "The eradication of the evil dragon is tonight. Mr. Verus, don't you have that much confidence?"
Verus laughed heartily. "I'm already starting to look forward to it."
These people were invited by Fang Mingchao and Su Hao. One was named Verus, who belonged to the Black Blood Group, and the other was named Yamada Shinjyu. Both were A-class level experts.
In addition to the two of them, three snipers were also arranged.
If it were in the past, they definitely wouldn't be able to kill Chen Jinzhao. But they had learned from various channels that Chen Jinzhao was no longer at his peak. They understood that this was the best time to attack.
Opportunity knocks but once.
"Let's find a place to lie in wait and wait until they are both exhausted before reaping the benefits," Yamada Shinjyu schemed, not worrying about Chen Jinzhao escaping.
After assigning the three snipers to their positions, Verus and Yamada Shinjyu found a high vantage point to overlook the duel at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Unbeknownst to everyone, a drone, using the cover of night, hovered over the roof of a building near the ancestral hall, aiming its camera at the open space in front of the hall.
Three kilometers away from the village.
A black SUV was parked by the roadside. The two people inside were Wu Lingyun and Jiang Donghui.
Upon seeing the image clearly, Wu Lingyun gasped. "This small Yangling Village has gathered so many people. It's just like what I see on TV. I thought there were no more martial world conflicts these days."
Jiang Donghui's expression was solemn. "It hasn't started yet. If you can't bear to see the bloody scenes, I'll turn off the screen immediately."
"Huh?"
Wu Lingyun let out a questioning sound and pointed at a small black dot on the screen. "Zoom in on this. Why do I feel like this person's appearance is somewhat familiar?"
Prompted by her, Jiang Donghui realized this and quickly zoomed in on the image.
After the two of them examined it carefully for a long time, they looked at each other. Wu Lingyun's face was odd. "Isn't this Chen Jinzhao? He, why is he here?"
Jiang Donghui was also stunned. How could this matter be related to Chen Jinzhao?
"Let's watch and see for now!"