The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 22: Battle of Destruction
In front of the notice board.

Zhang Shan looked up at the backs of Li Yuan and his group as they walked away. A fierce killing intent flashed across his eyes. He retracted his gaze, smiled, stood up, and bowed, saying, "Master Yan, I have something to take care of. Please take care of it here first."

Yan Zhendong's eyes flashed with surprise, and he bowed in return and said: "If Manager Zhang has anything to do, please go ahead and I can take care of it." Why did this guy suddenly want to leave?
Zhang Shan clasped his fists, exerted force on his feet, jumped over the long table, and leaped among the crowd like a nimble monkey. After a few leaps, he rushed out of the crowd and disappeared.

When Yan Zhendong saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. This agile body movement must be almost perfect. It's hard to believe that this old guy is a master of monkey boxing.
This point needs to be made clear to Young Master Yan, lest he lose his guard and be tricked by the other party.

He collected his thoughts, slowly walked to the table and sat down, carefully presiding over the subsequent recruitment work.

The people around were also surprised to see Zhang Shan's agile figure, but they didn't pay too much attention to it. At this time, they were more concerned about entering Liming Commercial Bank.

……

Not far from the dock, Wang Yi saw many big men in black clothes holding long swords rushing out of the restaurants on both sides of the street and running towards the dock.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. These guys were the group of strong men in black clothes who carried away the members of the Shahe Gang in the inn that day. He could naturally recognize them at a glance.

He withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and followed without hesitation.

……

Deep in the dock, in the East Warehouse, is the ship's station.

Shen Xiong walked slowly into the depths of the warehouse and came to a large square table. Looking at the shirtless man drinking from a large bowl behind the table, he reported with an unpleasant expression: "Boss, the one who is causing trouble is Li Yuan, the deputy leader of the Hongmen branch. What should we do about this?"

"Poison monkey? What's this old guy up to? Is he interested in such a small profit at the dock?"

The shirtless man behind the table is the leader of the boat gang, Fan Xian. He looks honest, but he is an extremely ruthless character.

Shen Xiong frowned and speculated: "I heard that the Toyo Trading Company encountered some troubles... maybe it is related to this."

Fan Xian stood up with a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter whether it is true or not. What matters is that this old guy wants to steal my food. I can't stand this."

He turned around and pulled out a broad-bladed long knife from his back, and ordered, "Call the servants and follow me to ask for an explanation from this old guy."

Shen Xiong showed a fearful look on his face: "Boss, do we really want to break up with this old guy? If we really anger him, we will suffer a lot."

A sneer appeared on Fan Xian's face, and a fiery look flashed in his eyes. He snorted, "Humph! It's just a paper tiger. What trouble do you think the Japanese trading company is in? Don't worry, this old guy is busy with his own affairs now, and he won't really turn against us."

"It's a good opportunity to give this old man a leg up. If we can take this opportunity to get in touch with Chen Tiansheng, the leader of the Hongmen branch, the boat gang will have a chance to grow and develop."

He is definitely not a fool to have achieved what he has today.

If it were in the past, he would not dare to provoke the other party even if he had ten times the courage, but now is no longer the era of that old guy, and he really has to touch the tiger's butt.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Ah..."

"Looking for death! Ah..."

"Boss, help! A powerful enemy is coming!"

……

There were screams and shouts coming from outside the warehouse, and the sound of weapons clashing continued. The members of the boat gang resisted while retreating into the warehouse in panic.

At the warehouse door, more than 50 black-robed men holding long swords marched into the warehouse in a neat formation with steady steps. They waved their swords with cold expressions, mercilessly killing the enemies along the way. Wherever the swords passed, bright red blood splattered everywhere, and corpses with fear on their faces fell to the ground.

These black-robed men had superb swordsmanship and coordinated well, and every swing of their swords could take away a life. Their eyes were cold and ruthless, as if the killing before them was just an insignificant game.

The boat gang was a mob. Although they were numerous, they had no organization or discipline. Under the attack of the black-clothed man, they could only retreat again and again without any ability to fight back.

Fan Xian looked at them with a ferocious look on his face, and when he saw clearly who the enemy was, his heart skipped a beat. The black-clad army of Poison Monkey?

After a quick search, he soon found Li Yuan walking slowly behind the Mo Yi Army, Zhang Shan holding an iron stick, and a young boy with a childish face.

Seeing the two monkeys from Guangdong coming together, his heart sank to the bottom.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, tightened the long sword in his hand, encouraged himself secretly, tilted his head and whispered: "Go and take out the treasured things. I'm afraid today's matter will not end well."

After saying this, he forced a sincere smile and walked quickly towards him.

A ruthless look flashed in Shen Xiong's eyes. He waved his hand and called his confidants to walk quickly towards the depths of the warehouse. He knew very well that today's events could not be resolved peacefully. If he wanted to survive, he had to play all his cards.

Seeing this, the eight men around hurriedly followed with serious expressions.

Fan Xian came behind the gang and asked loudly with a wronged look on his face, "Captain Li, what are you doing? When did I ever offend you, a great Buddha? How could I have caused you to make such a fuss?"

The fighting did not stop because of his words. Many members of the boat gang broke down and began to flee in all directions. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The boat gang was originally composed of ruffians, and they had no way to resist the well-trained Mo Yi Army.

"Captain Li, can you please stop for now? Even if you want to kill me, at least let me be a clear-headed ghost."

"Fan has always been cautious in his actions, so he should not have offended you, old man?"

"Captain Li really wants to kill them all?"

The more Fan Xian spoke, the more ferocious his expression became. As more and more of his gang members died, he completely gave up all his illusions. With a fierce look on his face, he shouted, "Old thing, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

As he said this, he dodged and swung the long sword in his hand quickly, killing four gang members who wanted to escape in a breath. The bright red blood spurted everywhere and sprayed all over him.

He kicked the wooden table beside him and broke it, then shouted loudly: "Today the other party is here to kill us all. If we don't resist, we will all die. If you don't want to die, just come to me. Whoever dares to escape, I will kill him first!" After that, he glanced around fiercely.

His naked upper body, with bright red blood slowly flowing out, coupled with his ferocious look, made many people feel frightened.

"Kill! The gang leader is right. If I don't resist, I will die. I haven't lived enough. Even if I die, I will tear a piece of flesh from the other party."

"Damn it! He's a hero again after 18 years!"

"Kill! There's a big scar on his head."

……

Under his gaze, the gang members around him finally recognized the reality, shouted heart-wrenching encouragement to each other, and then charged forward with madness on their faces.

(End of this chapter)