Xu Ao was terrified.
Anyone who had experienced Chen Jinzhao's methods did not want to recall that ordeal, which was like being dragged to hell and tormented.
Realizing that his subordinates were looking at him with strange eyes, Xu Ao finally stopped, clutching his injured forearm and growling fiercely, "Chen Jinzhao, come in."
Master Hong was waiting by the backyard swimming pool.
Chen Jinzhao walked leisurely towards the pool, while Xu Ao, obediently leading the way, dared not utter a superfluous word.
He was afraid of being brutally beaten by Chen Jinzhao.
He even suspected—
Chen Jinzhao had killed far more people than he had, otherwise, he wouldn't exude such a terrifying aura of hostility.
Passing through the courtyard, they arrived at the backyard.
Hong Fulong had finished his game with the mixed-race beauties and was lying on a beach chair, reminiscing about the wonderful moments. Hearing footsteps, he turned his head to look at Chen Jinzhao, who was following Xu Ao.
Hm?
Xu Ao was injured?
How strange!
Although Xu Ao was not the strongest subordinate under Hong Fulong, he was a rare powerhouse.
Being able to inflict such damage on Xu Ao, Chen Jinzhao's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.
Hong Fulong snapped his fingers, signaling Xu Ao to retreat and ordering some armed men to surround Chen Jinzhao, lest Chen Jinzhao suddenly attack and hold Hong Fulong hostage.
Xu Ao understood and immediately withdrew.
Hong Fulong took off his sunglasses, sat up straight, and lounged on the beach chair, appraising Chen Jinzhao. "I didn't expect you to have some skill. It's no wonder Third Master Chu, that good-for-nothing, couldn't handle you."
"Did Ning Fei order you to make a move?" Chen Jinzhao frowned.
This was not what he had expected. He had thought Hong Fulong had some connection with overseas organizations, and he was disappointed.
Hong Fulong raised an eyebrow.
Why did Chen Jinzhao seem somewhat disappointed?
This infuriated Hong Fulong. Chen Jinzhao was truly taking himself too seriously.
He said in a deep voice, "No matter who ordered me to deal with you, you will be carried out of here today."
"Is that so?" Chen Jinzhao's interest was piqued.
Hong Fulong chuckled dryly. "Oh, right. I don't think you'll need to be carried out. In the warehouse behind the manor, I keep a pond full of crocodiles. They are my darlings, and you will become their meal."
Chen Jinzhao knew at once that Hong Fulong was a repeat offender.
It seemed.
There was no need for leniency.
Before Chen Jinzhao could speak, Xu Ao returned, followed by more than a dozen men in black.
The men in black spread out, surrounding Chen Jinzhao. Their faces were fierce and menacing. If an ordinary person were standing there, they would have already wet themselves in fear.
However.
The one standing there was Chen Jinzhao, the Jade-Faced Asura, renowned throughout the global underworld.
Xu Ao strode up to Hong Fulong, knelt down with a thud, and said with red eyes, "Please, Master Hong, uphold justice for me! This Chen Jinzhao is disrespectful to you and disregards your words. He even assaulted me and broke my arm. Master Hong, look, my arm was broken by him. Even if it can be reattached, it will never recover to its peak."
He looked wronged and recounted how Chen Jinzhao had forced him to kneel.
After listening, Hong Fulong expressed his earnest concern for Xu Ao, and asked how much of his combat power would be restored after his arm was reattached.
"At most fifty percent," Xu Ao said dejectedly.
"All of this is Chen Jinzhao's fault. Please, Master Hong, uphold justice for me!!!"
Hong Fulong nodded, "I will uphold justice for you."
Xu Ao felt a slight reassurance.
The next second.
Hong Fulong raised his hand, a pistol appearing in it at some point. With a shot, he pierced Xu Ao's head.
Xu Ao didn't even let out a groan. His eyes widened in disbelief before he died, clearly not expecting Hong Fulong to shoot him. Hong Fulong blew on the hot muzzle, dissipating the smoke.
"I don't keep useless trash here."
"If you can't even complete a small task, what use are you to me?" Hong Fulong shook his head slightly.
Chen Jinzhao's pupils contracted slowly.
Before Hong Fulong made his move, he had not expected Hong Fulong to do this at all.
The dozen or so men in black around them showed no reaction, as if Hong Fulong had merely crushed an ant, not a brother they had known and worked with for a long time.
It seemed.
He had still underestimated Hong Fulong.
This man could be called a warlord!
Hong Fulong smiled at Chen Jinzhao and said, "Apologies, I just disposed of a piece of trash casually. I didn't scare you, did I?"
Chen Jinzhao remained silent, knowing that Hong Fulong had not finished speaking.
As expected.
After a pause, Hong Fulong continued, "Xu Ao has been killed by me. From now on, you will be my subordinate. With your skills and abilities, I will grant you a position second to none."
Chen Jinzhao remained unmoved.
Seeing this, Hong Fulong burst into laughter. "Hmm, I truly appreciate you, young man. Powerful and composed in the face of danger, you are already qualified to join my organization."
Chen Jinzhao suddenly chuckled. Hong Fulong frowned, "Why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at your arrogance and ignorance. Can a mere small hill contain a peerless fierce tiger like me? To put it bluntly, whether it's Xu Ao or you, Hong Fulong, it's all the same in my eyes."
"All the same, ridiculous frogs in a well."
"Easily defeated."
Hong Fulong's face darkened. These words were too harsh for him. He shook his head and sighed, "What an arrogant young man. I originally intended to give you an opportunity to embark on a brilliant path, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it."
"So be it."
"Then I can only kill you."
Since he could not be used, he must be killed directly, leaving no potential threat behind.
Hong Fulong raised his hand.
Whoosh!
More than a dozen men in black raised their guns, aiming at Chen Jinzhao, ready to fire.
Chen Jinzhao naturally would not stand still and wait for death. He immediately drew a three-edged dagger from the outside of his pants—Taishui! Taishui had accompanied him through several years of military service and was his most loyal companion!
Whoosh!
Before anyone could see clearly, Chen Jinzhao sprang forward, turning into a black shadow and charging towards these men!
A hail of bullets? He hadn't been through that before!
Hong Fulong's pupils contracted sharply, shrinking to the size of pinpricks.
A strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. Hong Fulong immediately shouted to his subordinates, "Don't hold back, kill him for me!"
Bang bang bang!
More than a dozen guns fired simultaneously, stray bullets flying through the air.
Chen Jinzhao dodged left and right, even using Taishui to block. Back on the battlefield, Taishui had blocked many fatal blows for him. Even now, Chen Jinzhao still didn't know what material Taishui was forged from.
The bullets did not hit Chen Jinzhao but instead struck his own men.
As many as seven or eight of them were incapacitated, and the remaining ones hesitated, not daring to fire again.
Chen Jinzhao's gaze sharpened; this was the best moment to counterattack.
He seized the fleeting opportunity. Taishui pierced directly through one person's chest, perfectly avoiding all vital organs. At most, this person would become crippled later, but not die on the spot.
Having dealt with the first person, he had already intimidated the entire scene.
Chen Jinzhao moved like a phantom among the more than a dozen men forming a battlefield, like a king of hell effortlessly reaping lives. None of those Chen Jinzhao targeted had a good ending.
From beginning to end, it took only a minute and a half.
Hong Fulong had never seen such a terrifying person. He was like a human-shaped fierce beast, and with the bloodthirsty three-edged dagger in his hand, they were a perfect match.
It was all over!