Two days later.

Yao Doudou and his group of six arrived in Bocan, in the Sinaloa region. This was rebel territory, with a security situation akin to the Stone Age, filled with slums and war zones.

After arriving in Bocan, the group randomly found a small restaurant that provided both food and lodging to stay in, completely disappearing from sight.

…

In March, The Dragon City Rises welcomed the spring rainy season, and the whole city was drizzled with light rain.

Evening, a little after eight o'clock.

Near Dragon Bridge in the Zha Nan district, Cheng Gang and Xu Hu's eight brothers were eating in a small restaurant.

Cheng Gang was drinking soup, happily holding the phone, and said to Xu Hu, "Old You's wife didn't dare to show her face, but she called the general association and told them to have Er Li take the procedures and Hua Bi Long's letter of authorization to the general association to sign the transfer agreement. She also demanded that someone from the elders' council come out to witness."

Xu Hu replied with a smile, "Okay, if they're worried, I'll find someone to be a witness."

"Alright, Brother Hu, call them now. We'll head over after we finish eating," Cheng Gang replied.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Cheng Gang hung up the phone, feeling very relieved. The fewer cards Wei Xiangzuo had in his hand, the more secure he felt.

Outside, a light rain drizzled, and the streets seemed very deserted. There were hardly any pedestrians walking around. Only a few stalls selling snacks and seafood barbecue were open near the entrance of the entertainment city.

Wei Xiangzuo walked from the south side, entering the small restaurant with steady steps.

Inside the lobby, a few tables of customers were scattered about, and two drunkards were shouting and bragging loudly.

After entering the room, Wei Xiangzuo took off his hat and patted the raindrops off his clothes. He turned his head and glanced around, spotting Cheng Gang and the others.

For two days, Wei Xiangzuo had not left the port except for a trip to Fukuoka district, and he had not contacted anyone.

People outside all thought that Wei Xiangzuo was still hiding in the First District, but in reality, he had been following Cheng Gang for two days.

During these two days, Wei Xiangzuo stood in the dark corners, watching his former brother, gradually realizing how unfamiliar he had become.

Next to the window on the left side of the hall, Cheng Gang and Xu Hu's eight brothers were talking, and they didn't notice the person walking into the restaurant at first.

Wei Xiangzuo paused slightly, then walked over alone, sitting at the table next to Cheng Gang and the others with a blank expression.

Being so close, it was difficult for Cheng Gang and the others not to notice Wei Xiangzuo. Xu Hu's brothers instinctively glanced to the side, instantly stunned in their seats.

Seeing his strange expression, everyone looked up and stared at Wei Xiangzuo, their pupils blank and dazed.

Especially Cheng Gang. The moment he saw Wei Xiangzuo, his face turned pale instantly, and his whole body stiffened like a piece of wood.

Wei Xiangzuo looked at the nine people, lowered his head, and took out a cigarette case.

Not far away, the restaurant owner came over to greet him, smiling and asking, "Buddy, how many people? What would you like to eat?"

Wei Xiangzuo didn't respond, and the owner, walking closer, also recognized him, with a slightly strange expression.

Cheng Gang slowly stood up, swallowing saliva.

Xu Hu's brothers also reacted. The burly man glared at Wei Xiangzuo, "You dare to come back?!"

Wei Xiangzuo slowly took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, completely ignoring the burly man, only staring at Cheng Gang.

Next to Cheng Gang, all eight of Xu Hu's henchmen stood up and walked forward.

"Kill him!!!" Cheng Gang pointed at Wei Xiangzuo, jumping up and roaring, "Now that he's back, we can't let him leave."

The burly man who stood up first stared at Wei Xiangzuo. Without a word, he reached for his waist. He was specifically responsible for protecting Cheng Gang, afraid of retaliation from Wei Xiangzuo's people, so he carried a gun.

As the burly man reached for his waist, Wei Xiangzuo suddenly stood up, cigarette in his mouth, and naturally raised a bench with his right hand, smashing it over instantly.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the burly man staggered, taking two steps back on the spot, creating distance from Wei Xiangzuo.

"Swish!"

Wei Xiangzuo took out the boning knife he bought from the braised food stall with his right hand. He stepped forward decisively and nimbly, instantly closing the distance with the burly man.

"Pfft!"

Wei Xiangzuo stabbed the burly man's right arm with the knife, piercing straight through.

The burly man screamed. Wei Xiangzuo pulled back on the handle, and the man felt like the bones in his entire arm were about to crack, instinctively leaning his body forward.

On the left and right sides, three men pulled out knives and rushed toward Wei Xiangzuo.

"Pa!"

Wei Xiangzuo hooked the leg of a chair with his left foot, swinging his calf back, and the chair fell directly, blocking the man on the left.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, he turned halfway in place and kicked the man on the right in the chest. Although his leg was grazed by the man's blade, he kicked the man back.

"Pfft, pfft!"

While Wei Xiangzuo was fighting three people at once, his movements didn't stop. He gripped the boning knife in his right hand and stabbed the burly man's stomach four times in a row. Then, with his left hand, he knocked the gun off the man's waist and kicked it away.

The burly man fell to the ground, blood gushing from his abdomen. He covered the wound with his right hand, supporting himself with his left hand, retreating continuously.

Wei Xiangzuo didn't bother to pick up the gun that was kicked into the back kitchen corridor. He just gripped the boning knife and faced the remaining men.

Throughout the entire Dragon City Mafia, Wei Xiangzuo's bravery was well known. Looking at the mafia's dozen or so branches, not talking about guns, he was definitely the fiercest knife-wielding enforcer.

Skill was one aspect, but more importantly, the aura he exuded when he stood there definitely made Cheng Gang and the others shudder.

Xu Hu's men, Chang Qing's men, Xue's family, and the Dragon Mouth district were all trying their best to catch Wei Xiangzuo. At this critical juncture, how many people dared to come back alone? And still show their face within the port?!

Was this courage something that a calculating person like Cheng Gang possessed? Was it something that ordinary henchmen possessed?!

Wei Xiangzuo stepped forward, heading straight for Cheng Gang.

Xu Hu's brothers exchanged glances. Four of them, holding knives, and the rest picking up benches, gritted their teeth and roared, "Kill him!"

Seven people swarmed up, and the sound of clattering filled the room.

Protected by the others, Cheng Gang only retreated in panic after regaining his ability to move. He didn't even have the courage to fight back, because he knew too well what kind of person Wei Xiangzuo was.

The other tables of scattered customers, including the two drunkards, all stood up at once and turned to run outside.

Wei Xiangzuo, alone with a knife, fought eight opponents, never taking a step back.

Less than two minutes later, Cheng Gang ran out of the door covered in blood. Eight people lay inside, all with at least two stab wounds on their bodies.

The eight men fell to the ground, wailing and clutching their wounds, unable to stand up.

Wei Xiangzuo was covered in blood, his head split open, with a seven or eight centimeter long cut on his abdomen and two cuts on his leg, but he still walked steadily towards the door.

It was raining outside, and the ground was very slippery. Cheng Gang was extremely nervous, and after running to the door in a panic, he stepped on a puddle and fell to the ground with a thud.

Wei Xiangzuo stepped forward, holding the bloody knife, bent down in front of Cheng Gang, pressed his head with his left hand, and finally said his first sentence, "Come with me once, I won't push things too far. From now on, I'll send a sum of money to your family every year at this time, until I die."

"Big... Brother... Listen to me!" Cheng Gang was so frightened that he had lost his mind, struggling and shouting.

"Pfft!"

Wei Xiangzuo pressed the other man's head and stabbed the knife into the center of Cheng Gang's neck, pinning him directly to the wooden plank at the door.

Cheng Gang convulsed, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

Wei Xiangzuo slowly stood up, looked up at Xu Hu's brothers lying in the hall, and said concisely, "Go back and tell Xu Hu that I'm back, but I won't play dirty tricks behind his back. Martial world matters are to be settled in the martial world, let's do it openly. Either he goes down, or I go down!"

After saying that, Wei Xiangzuo turned and left.

Outside the restaurant, a light rain fell, and the streets were misty.

Wei Xiangzuo didn't run, but walked along the street the way he had come.

Soon, Wei Xiangzuo arrived at the entrance of the entertainment city, and his bloody figure squeezed under a stall with an umbrella.

The owner was frightened, looking at Wei Xiangzuo in bewilderment.

"Do you have wine?" Wei Xiangzuo asked.

"Yes... yes...!" The owner pointed to the loose-packed white liquor under the cart.

Wei Xiangzuo took out his cigarette case again, lowered his head and lit one, then picked up the stainless steel spatula used by the owner to grill squid and inserted it directly under the burning hot iron plate.

The stainless steel spatula was being baked by the gas stove flame. Wei Xiangzuo took a large glass of high-proof loose white wine from under the cart, lifted his clothes with his left hand, and poured the wine in a streamline shape onto the wound on his abdomen with his right hand, cleaning it with the flowing wine.

The owner stood aside, motionless, and the vendors from the surrounding stalls also stepped back a long way.

Wei Xiangzuo cleaned the wound twice, took a deep breath of his cigarette, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Under the iron plate for grilling squid, the stainless steel spatula had been burned red. Wei Xiangzuo pulled it out and splashed it with wine.

"Sizzle!"

The red-hot stainless steel spatula emitted a thick mist.

Wei Xiangzuo expressionlessly lifted his clothes with his left hand and directly pressed the red-hot head of the spatula horizontally onto the wound on his abdomen with his right hand.

The sound of sizzling burns echoed under the umbrella.

Wei Xiangzuo's abdominal skin was scorched and stuck together, but the blood stopped flowing, and the wound closed.

The owner looked at him with a pale face and took another step back.

Wei Xiangzuo put the spatula on the cart, took out several hundred yuan in cash from his pocket, threw it into the vendor's money bag, and took two plastic bags to seal around his waist to prevent the wound from getting wet.

"Thanks," Wei Xiangzuo nodded to the owner and turned to leave.

After watching him walk away, no one called the police, and they quickly packed up their stalls and left.

Wei Xiangzuo knew black market doctors, and he also knew medicine dealers. Moreover, he had friends in Fukuoka and Dragon Mouth who were willing to help him, but after killing Cheng Gang, he didn't contact anyone, and he didn't plan to rely on his friends to hide.

Xu Hu was holding down Wei Xiangzuo's old brothers and beating them to death.

Wei Xiangzuo had returned to kill, so before things settled, Wei Xiangzuo wouldn't implicate any friends.

Why didn't he bring Xiao Feng and the others? Why did he have to come back alone? Because every one of the brothers who followed him had already sacrificed a lot. Wei Xiangzuo was risking his life, and he didn't want to bring them along.

Wei Xiangzuo returned alone to tell the brothers in Zha Nan who had always believed in him that he hadn't run away, he was back!

One person landing in Dragon City disrupted the original layout of both sides.

The Zha Nan Mafia's struggle was destined to come to an end!