508: Chapter 501 Holy Sect Bloodthirsty Sect 508: Chapter 501 Holy Sect Bloodthirsty Sect Ghost-faced Man was none other than Chen Hai.
He had used this ghost face mask before when dealing with Zhang Yushan.
Thinking that he might need it again in the future, after knocking Zhang Yushan unconscious and picking up quite a few items from him, Chen Hai had returned the ghost face mask into his Storage Pouch.
Stepping into Juyi Hall, his pace appeared unhurried, but his speed was astonishingly fast.
As he spoke, Deng Qian and the others had just seen him at the entrance of Juyi Hall.
The next moment, with just a single step, he had already appeared beside Leader Wen.
With a stretch of his hand, before Leader Wen could even react, Chen Hai’s large hand had already clutched his neck.
“Who are you?
Stop, stop right now.”
“Dare to barge into Qianjie Gang’s territory, attack our people on our turf, what are you trying to do?
Do you think Qianjie Gang has no one?”
Leader Wen’s neck was clutched, rendering him utterly unable to make a sound.
The one speaking now was one of the leaders, a person with expansive ears.
Perhaps, he wanted to perform well in front of Boss Deng Qian, to show his bravery and loyalty, so he could secure greater benefits in the upcoming profit distribution.
He had just finished speaking when he let out a roar and stood up, lunging ferociously towards Chen Hai.
“Get lost…”
His action successfully drew Chen Hai’s attention.
With a glaring stare and a gentle scolding, Chen Hai opened his mouth, and a spittle shot out from his mouth.
The broad-eared man, who had just taken a step towards Chen Hai, suddenly halted.
The spittle from Chen Hai had entered through the man’s forehead and exited through the back of his head, piercing his entire brain.
From the thumb-sized bloody hole, red and white substances were slowly dripping.
With a ‘boom’,
He collapsed backward, not even managing to scream; he had completely lost his breath.
“How is this possible?
Ding Laosan was an Innate Martial Artist.”
“His strength ranked at the top among our leaders; only our boss could suppress him slightly.”
“To think that against the Ghost-faced Man, a mere spit could end him?”
“He must be a Cultivator, only such a person could effortlessly kill Ding Laosan in seconds.”
…
After witnessing this scene, everyone in Juyi Hall, including Boss Deng Qian, was utterly pale with shock.
Ding Laosan was naturally the man who had just fallen dead.
With this precedent set, the rest looked at each other, none daring to make any further rash moves.
If the strength of the person who killed Ding Laosan wasn’t much different from theirs, they would certainly rise in anger.
But facing Chen Hai, they only felt hesitation and fear, not daring to harbor any other thoughts.
Among the people of Qianjie Gang, only Boss Deng Qian showed a slightly better demeanor.
After an extreme shock, his face, besides being cautious, didn’t show too much fear.
As for the other leaders, the one who was the most devastated couldn’t control his shaking body.
“Your surname is Wen, what is your name?” Chen Hai didn’t bother to look at the others in Juyi Hall.
His gaze rested on Leader Wen, whose neck he was still holding.
“My surname is Wen, I’m called Wen Changfeng.”
“Senior, I have no acquaintance with you, and even if I have done something wrong unintentionally that displeased you, it was an unintentional mistake.”
“Please be magnanimous and spare me…”
Chen Hai’s grip on his neck slightly loosened.
Barely able to speak, Wen Changfeng, like a grievance-filled wife, pitifully pleaded with Chen Hai.
To tell the truth, the Ghost-faced Man suddenly bursting in, ignoring the others in Juyi Hall but grabbing his neck…
Even now, Wen Changfeng still felt somewhat baffled.
“Wen Changfeng, is it?
Have you been enjoying squeezing those people on the ruins these past few days?”
“Think they are weak and you can just walk over them?”
“When you do something wrong, you must pay the price.
Now that I know your name, you can die!”
With a smirk, Chen Hai gave a cold laugh.
Then, with a ‘snap’, Wen Changfeng’s neck was directly twisted and broken.
When Chen Hai let go, Wen Changfeng collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.
“Senior, the matters at the ruins were all done by Wen Changfeng; they have nothing to do with us.”
“When we initially found out what he was doing, we advised him not to bully newcomers and to leave room for maneuvering so we could meet in the future.”
“But Wen Changfeng was obsessed with money, and our well-meaning advice fell on deaf ears.”
“Every day, they stationed themselves near the ruins, and if it were just about collecting protection fees, that would have been fine.
But that guy, he was robbing and kidnapping, truly devoid of conscience, a beast indeed.”
“Such people, we are ashamed to associate with, and that’s exactly why we’ve conflicted with him many times.”
…
What does ‘everyone pushes a falling wall’ mean?
This is it right here.
Wen Changfeng had just died, and inside Juyi Hall, his colleagues had already started distancing themselves from him, counting his faults.
As for avenging him or harboring any hatred?
No one thought about it, nor dared to.
After all, the strength disparity between Chen Hai and them was too despairingly vast.
Ensuring that the things Wen Changfeng did did not get traced back to them was already their luck.
No one would foolishly seek death by provoking Chen Hai.
“Elder, we didn’t know that the people on the ruins were connected to you.”
“If there’s a mistake, we admit it, it’s true that we, Qianjie Gang, were wrong.”
“The deaths of Wen Changfeng and Ding Laosan were due to their own faults.
By killing them, elder, you must have felt somewhat relieved.”
“May we have a word in private?”
Deng Qian, sitting in the tiger-skin chair at the head of Juyi Hall, had a flickering gaze.
After a moment of silence, he turned to look at Chen Hai, and suddenly spoke.
“A word in private?
What would you like to discuss?”
Frowning slightly, Chen Hai hesitated for a while, then nodded and replied, “I’d like to see what kind of answer you can provide.”
After learning about the predicament of the people of Liuyuan County from Fang Jun.
He had indeed come to the Qianjie Gang’s territory to help those from Liuyuan County, to resolve this trouble.
Liuyuan County had thousands of people, not all of good virtue.
Having Chen Hai act as their nanny was unrealistic; he lacked the patience.
But regardless, Liuyuan County was after all his hometown, where he had lived for decades.
The familiar accents, when heard, naturally evoked a sense of kinship in him.
Qianjie Gang’s Wen Changfeng’s actions were simply too extreme.
In order to completely squeeze out valuable items from the hands of those from Liuyuan County, those who came out of the ruins, once caught by them, were robbed to the point of being left with nothing but their underwear, and that was the least of it.
Directly kidnapping people for ransom, demanding valuables like watches or covers that could be sold for Spirit Coins, who knew how many such cases occurred within a day.
After hearing about these matters from Fang Jun, Chen Hai had gone back to the ruins to inquire.
In the ruins, which now had a bit of a slum atmosphere, when the people from Liuyuan spoke of the actions committed by the Qianjie Gang, they were reduced to tears and outrage.
If not for this reason, Chen Hai, who had always intended to keep a low profile, would not have hurried to the Qianjie Gang’s base overnight.
Without a word, he wiped out Wen Changfeng and Ding Laosan, his intention being more of a scare tactic than an actual massacre.
As for turning the situation into a bloodbath and wiping out all members of the Qianjie Gang, he hadn’t really considered it.
After all, the larger environment inside Jinshan City was just like that.
Without Qianjie Gang, other gangs would immediately take over their territory.
At that time, the actions initially done by the Qianjie Gang might just be replicated by other gangs.
Why?
Because the people of Liuyuan County had weak personal strengths, yet they carried numerous valuable items that could be sold for a good sum of Spirit Coins.
It was like a child holding gold in a bustling market.
In a world where the strong prey on the weak, wouldn’t gangs take their chances?
By keeping Qianjie Gang in place, and with their wariness of Chen Hai, any action they thought of taking against those from Liuyuan within the ruins would surely be moderated; they wouldn’t dare be as blatant as before.
As for items like watches and covers that could be exchanged for a good amount of Spirit Coins within Jinshan City.
Chen Hai had also commanded Fang Jun to spread the word, letting the people from Liuyuan County be aware.
To help them to this extent, he indeed had done his utmost in benevolence and righteousness.
Of course, if he could take control of Qianjie Gang and use them for his purposes, that would naturally be better for Chen Hai.
Not to mention how many Spirit Coins he could obtain through them, just the channels of information they controlled would be tremendously beneficial to Chen Hai.
That was why, when Deng Qian suggested stepping aside for a talk, he hesitated only briefly before agreeing.
Upon seeing Chen Hai nod, Deng Qian waved his hand, signaling the remaining people in Juyi Hall to first clear up the corpses of Wen Changfeng and Ding Laosan.
He himself then led Chen Hai into a small study room located behind Juyi Hall.
“Elder, do you come from the Holy Sect?”
Deng Qian suddenly spoke up, paying a respectful salute to Chen Hai: “Disciple of the Bloodthirsty Sect from Holy Sect, Deng Qian, greets the elder.”
At the same time, he straightened his middle finger, with his index finger pinching the first crease on the back of his middle finger, making a strange gesture.
This gesture of his may have some other significance.
Unfortunately, Chen Hai was completely unaware of it.
To him, Deng Qian’s gesture was effectively playing the lute to a cow.