Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1846 The Deadly Needle Attack
"Tsk," Zhu Yanfeng chuckled, arms crossed, glancing at him sideways. "What's so strange about that? Look at you, so ignorant! Yan Zhen, open your eyes and see. The other three are cowering like turtles, not saying a word, but you're making a fuss? It seems this 'surprise' really just fooled a stupid defensive-type Soul Master like you!"

Dou Jing spat out a cold sentence through gritted teeth: "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext!"

"Trying to frame me?" Zhu Yanfeng's voice suddenly rose as he stepped forward and stared intently at Dou Jing. "Dou! Are you really blind or just pretending? We two brothers came to this godforsaken place and didn't mention a word about the Bone-Digging Gang's dirty business, but you've been relentlessly digging into that old dog Barton's secrets!"

"Think about it, what are we here for?! Who is Patton anyway, that the Chen family would send the two of us?!"

"Me, level 89!" He pointed at Qin Luguang beside him, his voice even more imposing: "Old Qin, level 87! The two of us joined forces to chase after it, and we managed to let that slippery old crocodile escape! You think about it yourself, could you have done that without some extraordinary skills and connections?!"

The way they said that made it sound as if they had already surrounded Patton.

However, the two of them went after Patton one after the other, which was seen by the others present.

Zhu Yanfeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "We're not blind yet! The secret techniques Patton used to save his life were ruthless, domineering, and cunning! They're not something his Bone-Digging Gang should have! Besides crawling out of the Golden Crocodile Jin family's den, where else could they have jumped out from?!"

Yan Zhen, standing to the side, was stunned by the barrage of questions. He suddenly stretched out his thick arms, causing the chains to rattle and crack.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Dou Jing and the other two, a beast-like growl rumbling from his throat: "Vice-Captain?! You three! What they said... is it true?!"

At that moment, all the blood in his body seemed to run backward.

Why did Yan Zhen join the Bone Digging Gang? It was because he had a grudge against the Spirit Hall and was hiding in the underground city. Later, the Bone Digging Gang gave him protection!

If Patton really is a spy for the King family... wouldn't I be living under the protection of my enemy?!
Li Wuyai, his neck stiff, retorted in a hoarse voice, "I don't know! They... they are hiding something! But who doesn't have some secrets to hide when they're making a living underground? Isn't that normal?!"

Yin Jiu let out a low, hoarse laugh, like sandpaper scraping against his throat: "Heh... Chen family's bastards! Whether Barton is a spy for the Spirit Hall or not, you have the guts to investigate! Go to the Spirit Hall and argue with their master! What kind of skill is it to cling to a few of us prisoners and refuse to let go? We're tough as nails, we just don't want to bow down and admit defeat to your Chen family, is that not allowed?!"

Dou Jing sneered, "Did your Chen family attack our Bone-Digging Gang because of Barton? It was because of the turmoil in the underground city that you took advantage of the situation and risked everything. Our Bone-Digging Gang's centuries-old foundation has been destroyed. As for whether Barton is a spy for the Spirit Hall, how would we know…?"

Zhu Yanfeng immediately cut him off, pressing him with rapid-fire questions: "Patton has been in the Bone-Digging Gang for twenty years! Your 'Deputy Commander' faction is, after all, the second largest force in the gang! Twenty years! Did you not have any spies on him? Did you not keep an eye on him? Dou Jing! Do you think we're stupid? Or are you just pretending to be confused?!"

Just then, Chen Xiaojun, who had been silently standing on the edge of the shadows, moved.

He took only a small, silent step forward, yet it seemed as if an invisible barrier had sliced ​​through the blood-soaked, violent air. The boy's calm, almost eerie aura instantly drew in everyone's anxious gaze.

Chen Xiaojun's gaze calmly fell on Dou Jing's face:
"Deputy Commander Dou, it's always been the way of the victors and the vanquished. Patton has fled, and the Bone-Digging Regiment has vanished without a trace, with no chance of ever rising again. To resist stubbornly will only bring more suffering. As for you…"

He paused, then emphasized, "What good would it do them?"

Dou Jing finally lifted his heavy eyelids and met Chen Xiaojun's gaze for the first time.

The boy's eyes were clear, yet deep within them resembled a cold pool, reflecting the deepest shadows in people's hearts.

"Now that Barton's identity as a spy has been exposed, you—are nothing but expendable pawns." Chen Xiaojun spoke each word like a cold judgment. "Barton won't come to save you, the Jin family won't save you, and the Spirit Hall will never acknowledge you. What good will keeping those secrets do for you, other than saving the Jin family trouble and erasing traces?"

Dou Jing's tightly pursed lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Chen Xiaojun continued, with an almost cruel allure: "Tell us about the informants Barton planted, hand over all evidence of your collusion with the Spirit Hall, especially those secret communication channels. Perhaps, it might save yourselves,"

He looked again at the other four men, who were gasping for breath, and said, "For these brothers who followed you, fight for a chance to live."

"A sliver of hope?" Dou Jing finally spoke again, mocking, "Falling into the hands of your Chen family, what hope is there for survival?"

“At least,” Chen Xiaojun’s gaze calmly swept over the battered bodies of Yan Zhen and the others, “it can spare them some of the torture, or…”

He changed the subject slightly, "Let's find another place, and with our crippled bodies, atone for the sins of your Bone-Digging Gang."

Dou Jing fell silent.

In his bloodshot eyes, a violent storm seemed to be silently churning.

Li Wuyai, his eyes bloodshot with rage, screamed hoarsely, "Vice-Captain!! Don't believe them! The Chen family's words... you can't believe a single one!!"

Qin Luguang snorted coldly, and his aura suddenly turned chilling.

Zhu Yanfeng's rock-like face remained expressionless, but his sharp, hawk-like gaze was fixed on Dou Jing's face, not missing the slightest change in him.

Only the hum of heavy chains and heavy, oppressive breathing could be heard inside the grotto; the air was so thick it felt like it could drip water.

Time seemed to freeze.

After an unknown amount of time, Dou Jing slowly raised his scarred head.

His gaze didn't look at anyone, but passed over Chen Xiaojun, and was cast blankly at the blood-stained dome above the cave, as if he were staring at some long-vanished past glory or sin.

Finally, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Chen Xiaojun again.

He managed to twitch the corners of his mouth with extreme difficulty, creating a cold, distorted arc.

"Want to know?" Dou Jing's voice lowered, but it was unusually calm, as calm as the sea frozen before a storm. "Okay..."

He took a deep breath!

His chest heaved violently like a bellows, and the chains creaked taut.

The murky death aura in his eyes was instantly dispelled by a terrifying glint of light, and he locked his gaze firmly on Chen Xiaojun.

"Then let me see..." Dou Jing's voice was like a chilling wind blowing from the deepest hell, "...whether you have the ability to pry my mouth open!!!"

Before he finished speaking, an extremely subtle yet exceptionally pure and refined cold and fierce aura, like an invisible needle, suddenly pierced towards Chen Xiaojun!
(End of this chapter)