Seven in the morning.
Near the Wanhuahai on Lianhua Street, there was hardly anyone left. Those who came to watch the spectacle dared not approach, for fear that Ye Fengzi would rush out and randomly kill a few people for fun.
After all, Ye Zixiao's reputation had long spread throughout Jiangcheng.
With a sound of intense footsteps, an army of five hundred men, marching in orderly steps, rushed to the vicinity of Wanhuahai. Leading them was the second master of the Xiao family, Xiao Erhu.
"Surround Wanhuahai, and follow me in."
Eager to save his son, Xiao Erhu had no intention of using any tactics. After ordering Wanhuahai to be surrounded, he led a team and charged in.
The first floor was empty.
No one on the second floor either.
Xiao Erhu raised his pistol and fired three shots towards the third floor, roaring, "Ye Zixiao, your death day has arrived. Release my son immediately, or I will flay you alive."
A shriek from women echoed from the third floor!
"Go!"
Xiao Erhu waved his hand.
"Squad one, go!"
A platoon leader, receiving the order, led his men up the stairs and opened fire as they ran. The bullets whizzed and crackled, creating bursts of blood mist.
"Stop firing, it's me!"
"Damn it, are you crazy?"
"Don't shoot..."
Three unlucky souls were killed on the stairs leading to the third floor. Three others were bound and used as shields in front of them. These were the children of the rebel officers, used to block bullets.
"Stop!"
The platoon leader immediately ordered a ceasefire.
On the other side, another platoon leader also led his team rushing up. They also stopped firing near the stairs because, on both sides, wealthy young masters were acting as human shields.
"Come on, fire!"
On the left staircase, Young Master Leng hid behind a fat man and taunted, "Don't stop shooting, keep going! What's wrong, scared now? Worthless, damn it."
On the right.
Brother Shan, also hiding behind someone, sneered, "The Xiao family are all bastards, not a single one with balls. Guns in your hands are no better than fire pokers, ptooey..."
"You motherfucker!"
"Charge! Shoot them."
"Fire..."
Enraged, the platoon leaders on both sides turned red-eyed. They no longer cared about the young masters acting as human shields and ordered to fire again, directly shooting at the young masters.
Seconds later.
Nearly ten young masters were killed.
The entire third floor descended into chaos.
The remaining dozens of young masters, some of whom were sons of high-ranking officials, saw that the Xiao family's soldiers were disregarding their lives. In their fear, their anger erupted.
"Xiao Jian, you complete idiot."
"Quick, tell your dad to stop."
"Xiao Jian, is your dad sick?"
The sons of the officers began to curse.
They were sons of important figures and were terrified of being used as live targets. Their panic had nowhere to vent, so they could only curse Xiao Jian to embolden themselves, hoping Xiao Erhu would stop the reckless assault.
"What has it got to do with me?"
Xiao Jian, already in a miserable state, cursed from the ground, "You all deserve it! You are all useless! Damn it, if you have the guts, go deal with Ye Zixiao! What kind of skill is it to curse me?"
Chaos.
Cursing.
Women's screams...
At this moment, ten more young masters were dragged to the stairwells on both sides. Young Master Leng and Brother Shan's subordinates continued to provoke and curse the soldiers, telling them to fire.
"Keep firing!"
Xiao Erhu was now frenzied.
Another round of indiscriminate firing.
Ten young masters were instantly killed.
"Commander, this is bad!"
Young Master Leng, the commander of the independent regiment, rushed to Ye Zixiao's side and said urgently, "Xiao Erhu has gone mad. He completely disregards the lives of these young masters. If this continues, we won't have many cards left."
"Why the panic?"
Ye Zixiao smiled calmly and ordered, "Drag Xiao Jian over and dislocate one of his arms first. I don't believe Xiao Erhu won't even care about his son's life. Damn it, I've given him too much leeway."
"Yes!"
Young Master Leng immediately complied.
A few seconds later, Xiao Jian, shrieking, was dragged by Young Master Leng to the railing on the third floor. From the second floor, Xiao Erhu could clearly see his son.
"Dad, save me!"
Xiao Jian was truly scared now.
"Stop, don't shoot anymore."
Upon seeing his biological son, Xiao Erhu dared not charge further. After the soldiers retreated, Xiao Erhu pointed at the third floor and cursed, "Ye Zixiao, you have the guts to come down? What kind of skill is it to capture my son?"
"Go to hell!"
Before Ye Zixiao could speak, Young Master Leng cursed. He pointed at Xiao Erhu and said, "You are a traitor, and your whole family are traitors. To deal with people like you, one must resort to any means."
"Release my son."
"Release your mother."
"You little brat, you're looking for death."
"Still being stubborn?"
Young Master Leng, a hothead, was capable of anything. He didn't even have a knife, but in his ferocity, he performed an alligator roll and twisted Xiao Jian's left arm off.
"Ahhhhh, waaaaaah!"
Xiao Jian screamed like a pig from the pain, instantly.
"You motherfucker!"
Young Master Leng threw the bloody severed arm at Xiao Erhu on the second floor, while cursing, "You mongrel, listen to me. If you keep yapping, I'll twist off your son's second brother."
"You dare?"
Xiao Erhu still refused to back down.
"No!"
Xiao Jian, who craved women, instinctively covered his crotch with his right hand and suddenly yelled at his father, "Old bastard, are you sick? If you keep yapping, I'll be infertile."
"You scoundrel, what did you say?"
"I said you're an old bastard!"
Xiao Jian was truly furious.
He no longer treated his father as a human.
Just then, Fourth Miss suddenly stood up. She toddled over to the railing, looked down, and shouted, "Second Uncle, you old bastard, surrender quickly!"
"What?"
Xiao Erhu was stunned.
He had no idea Xiao Ling'er was here?
"Second Uncle, you're half-buried in the ground. Don't hold on. You should die if you're meant to die. If you die, my second brother might live. If you don't die, my second brother will be truly ruined."
Fourth Miss was truly venomous.
"Dad, hurry up and die!"
The unfilial son Xiao Jian continued to spout nonsense.
Xiao Erhu's head spun, his eyes rolled back, and he almost died. He never dreamed that his son and niece would say such rebellious things!
"Ye Zixiao, do you dare to show yourself?"
Xiao Erhu began to shout for Ye Zixiao again.
"So noisy!"
Ye Zixiao, smoking a cigarette, also walked to the railing, looked down, and said lazily, "Indeed, half-buried in the ground. Xiao Erhu, why don't you just die? I'll release your son when you die."
"Ye Zixiao, stop your nonsense! I want to have a one-on-one fight with you, do you dare? Damn it, you little punk, you country bumpkin, you only know how to play dirty, fuck!"
Xiao Erhu's voice was hoarse from shouting.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, a figure flashed. Tang Ke Ke leaped over the railing without warning and landed directly beside Xiao Erhu. Without a word, she punched Xiao Erhu squarely in the abdomen.
"Pfft—"
Xiao Erhu was completely caught off guard.
This punch made Xiao Erhu spit blood and fly backward more than ten meters like a shrimp, finally crashing against a wall and sliding tragically to the ground.
"Second Master!"
"Quick, save Second Master!"
"Fire, shoot that woman."
The officers immediately cried out in alarm.
But before the guns could fire, Tang Ke Ke flew over and landed directly in front of Xiao Erhu. She squatted down, grasped his neck, and said, "You think you're worthy of a one-on-one with Ye Zixiao?"
"Kill him, kill him."
Xiao Jian on the third floor yelled frantically.
"This beast, this filial traitor!"
Xiao Erhu was now without the will to live.
Crack!
Tang Ke Ke struck with extreme ruthlessness. Since she had jumped down, she would not give Xiao Erhu a chance to live. If one punch couldn't kill him, she had to break his neck.
"Fire, fire."
"Damn it, go for it."
"Second Master, Second Master..."
The officers issued their commands again.
The gunfire instantly erupted.
Countless bullets shot directly at Tang Ke Ke.
Tang Ke Ke flipped up, rolling rapidly in the air. She landed lightly on the heads of the soldiers below several times, drifting like an angel as she flew up to the third floor.
"Miss is awesome!"
Fourth Miss actually cheered.
Just then, gunfire sounded from outside the door. Before the army inside could react, the gunfire outside became a symphony. Could it be that the army outside was under attack?