Douluo: Wuhun Qimen Formation, control everything!

Chapter 141 Purge
"You can't do this!" The city lord panicked completely, grabbing Gao Hongyu's arm and shaking it violently. "I paid! You have to protect me!"

Gao Hongyu looked down at him, his tone indifferent: "Brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Aren't I keeping my promise? Look, you're not missing a single hair."

"You...you!" The city lord pointed at him, his fingers trembling violently.

Gao Hongyu smiled and pressed down on his arm, then patted his shoulder: "Lord City Lord, don't worry. I'll ensure your safety during the agreed period."

"Let me go! I don't need your protection anymore! I want to leave this place!" the city lord screamed. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely die.

Gao Hongyu's expression turned serious: "Lord City Lord, have you thought this through? Any overpayment will not be refunded."

"Confirmed! Confirmed!" The city lord was terrified by the scene before him, his mind was buzzing, and all he wanted to do was escape this place of trouble.

“Since it is the employer’s request, I will naturally comply.” Gao Hongyu changed the subject and looked at Zhou Xuan: “I wonder if what you said earlier still stands?”

Zhou Xuan was slightly taken aback, but then he realized what was happening and a smile appeared on his lips: "Of course."

The city lord stared at the two in utter terror, his body trembling uncontrollably.

It seems he just said something that could be fatal?
Just then, he met Gao Hongyu's mocking expression, and the city lord was instantly terrified: "Wait! I've changed my mind! You have to protect me!"

Gao Hongyu shrugged and spread his hands: "Unfortunately, it's too late. I've confirmed it repeatedly; you were the one who terminated the contract voluntarily, so you can't blame me."

brush!
A dark sword light flashed past, and the terror on the city lord's face froze forever.

He would never have imagined that he would die at the hands of the bodyguards he had hired at great expense, and that his death would be so swift and decisive.

What's even more frustrating is that he himself cried and begged for the early termination of the contract.

Gao Hongyu flicked his wrist, twirling his sword, and the black sword vanished silently. He leaped forward, landing lightly in front of Zhou Xuan.

Uncle Wang stared at him warily.

"Relax, relax," Gao Hongyu waved his hand, looking nonchalant. "This young master is now my new employer. I, Gao, have principles. Within the agreed period, I will never lay a knife on my boss."

Zhou Xuan nodded: "You are a titled Douluo, why are you so obsessed with gold and silver? Shouldn't you be pursuing a higher realm?"

"Besides, it shouldn't be difficult for a Title Douluo to make money, right? Just hunt down a few 100,000-year-old soul beasts and they'll be rolling in money. Why bother taking on this kind of guard job?"

Gao Hongyu's lips twitched visibly a few times: "Young brother, do you have some misunderstanding about Title Douluo? Or do you have some unrealistic fantasy about 100,000-year-old soul beasts? Killing a couple at will?"

"To put it simply, a Title Douluo like me can at most put up a fight against a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but whether I can win is another matter entirely. The potential reward is high, but the risk is even higher!"

Zhou Xuan thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. He had been a bit prejudiced, after all, none of the Title Douluos he had met were ordinary.

"Besides, how can you make money as quickly as squeezing oil out of people like this, instead of exchanging materials from soul beasts?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his chin toward the corpse of the city lord on the high seat and muttered under his breath, "I wonder how many wicked things this bastard has done behind the scenes. A Soul King, yet he's rolling in money? I've worked so hard on so many missions, and my net worth is only a few tens of millions of gold soul coins."

"As for why I love money so much? There's no reason. Some people love beautiful women, some crave power, some seek strength, but me? I just love money. Why all the fuss?"

Zhou Xuan could hear the sincerity in his words; this kind of person was actually easier to control.

"Since you love money so much, why don't you go into business?"

Gao Hongyu's face immediately darkened several shades: "Why do you think I'm so poor?"

He patted his simple linen clothes, his expression almost tearful: "I've lost everything!"

"I've never made any money in business; I always lose everything. Just recently, my last restaurant went out of business, and all my assets were used to fill the hole, which is why I'm so poor now."

Zhou Xuan patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "It seems you really aren't destined for business."

Gao Hongyu's lips twitched again: "Even if it's the truth, you don't have to be so blunt and hurt people's feelings."

He looked around: "The city lord has been dealt with, so what's next? By the way, do you have a grudge against this city lord?"

Zhou Xuan shook his head: "We've never met before."

"Wow, you're ruthless, kid. You tried to kill me the first time we met."

"Weren't you curious about where his money came from?" Zhou Xuan grinned, his expression sinister. "It's from human trafficking, the dirty money he made!"

"Damn it! That bastard! If I'd known it was this kind of trash, I wouldn't have taken the job no matter how much money they offered!" Gao Hongyu cursed. He wasn't a morally upright person, but he deeply abhorred human trafficking. Who could guarantee their own family wouldn't suffer such a terrible fate?
"So, our next goal is to wipe out every single human trafficker in this city!" Zhou Xuan's tone turned serious, and a chilling killing intent suddenly erupted.

Gao Hongyu, standing to the side, also felt the chill.

"So you're just leaving the City Lord's Mansion like this? There are still quite a few survivors hidden inside." After all, he was a Title Douluo, and those hidden auras could not be hidden from him.

"No need. They are unaware of the city lord's actions, and the crime does not extend to his family. Let's leave it at that."

Aren't you afraid they'll seek revenge on you in the future?

Zhou Xuan countered, "Do you know who I am?"

Gao Hongyu shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

Do you know where I live?

He shook his head again: "I don't know."

"They don't even know who I am or where I come from, so where are they going to seek revenge?"

"Fine, you're the boss, you call the shots." Gao Hongyu shrugged nonchalantly.

The names of those forces flashed through Zhou Xuan's mind. "Let me think about it, which one should I start with?"

It's truly unbelievable that such a shocking human trafficking chain could exist in a mere city like Sai.

Including the city lord's mansion, there are a total of eighteen forces that have already infiltrated this small city, leaving it riddled with holes.

In their eyes, the people in the city were no different from livestock, who could be sold at any time.

If it weren't for Principal Li's formidable reputation, even Qiming Academy would likely have been caught in his clutches.

After all, no one can count how many students Principal Li has mentored throughout his life, or what positions those students hold today.

A cold smile appeared on Zhou Xuan's lips: "Let's go and meet that Jiaolong Gang first."

After saying this, he turned and walked out of the mansion.

As soon as the three stepped out of the city lord's mansion, they saw that the outside was already crowded with people, making it impossible to move.

After all, committing violence in the street and storming the city lord's mansion is something that happens only once in a century in Sai City.

"You killed the city lord?" someone suddenly shouted from the crowd.

Zhou Xuan nodded and said, "Kill him, how about it?"

"Who are these people? How dare they massacre the city lord's mansion?"

"Well done!" A suppressed cheer could be faintly heard from the crowd.

But upon seeing Zhou Xuan and his two companions appear, the crowd instinctively stepped back a few paces, making way for them.

Killing intent is intangible and formless, yet it is real and undeniable.

Zhou Xuan had just wreaked havoc in the mansion, and his murderous aura had not yet dissipated; how could an ordinary person withstand it?

"Thank you, my benefactor!" An elderly woman with gray hair cried out, tears streaming down her face, and knelt down before Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan, quick-witted and agile, caught her and helped her up.

Although he had lived in this world for more than a decade, he still found it difficult to accept such a grand ceremony that required kneeling and bowing.

The old woman was in tears, thanking him profusely.

Soon, many more people mustered their courage and walked shakily to Zhou Xuan.

"My benefactor, thank you so much for avenging my poor child!"

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

……

More than a dozen people arrived one after another. At the back of the crowd, many others wanted to step forward, but hesitated because of Zhou Xuan's imposing aura.

But that gratitude was genuine. Zhou Xuan inquired briefly and understood the reason.

The children in these families had all been mistreated by the city lord, so they were naturally happy that he was dead.

“You don’t need to do this.” Zhou Xuan’s voice was calm, but the killing intent he exuded, even though he tried to suppress it, was still a pressure to ordinary people.

Ignoring the growing crowd, the three headed straight west of the city.

The Jiaolong Gang, local bullies in the west of Sai City, routinely harass men and women, and human trafficking is one of their main activities.

The gang's headquarters was located in a rather large courtyard house, with high walls made of blue bricks and two stone lions at the entrance, which was quite impressive.

"This is it." Gao Hongyu pointed to the vermilion gate. "These bastards certainly know how to enjoy themselves."

Zhou Xuan remained silent and simply waved his hand.

"boom!"

The heavy, copper-clad gate cracked and collapsed inwards, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Who goes there! How dare you trespass on the Jiaolong Gang's territory!"

A furious shout immediately came from inside the courtyard, and more than a dozen men wielding knives rushed out. Each of them had a fierce look on their face and had spirit rings on their bodies. Although their levels were not high, they were already strong enough to be considered powerful by ordinary people.

Gao Hongyu chuckled, and with a swift movement, he dashed into the crowd like a ghost.

He didn't even draw his sword.

The sounds of bones cracking and screams of agony then rang out in rapid succession.

Those gang members who usually acted arrogantly were as fragile as paper in front of Gao Hongyu, a titled Douluo.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen thugs lay sprawled on the ground, their fates unknown.

Zhou Xuan stepped in slowly, his cold gaze sweeping across the courtyard.

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade, with a burly build and two mustaches, tumbled and crawled out of the inner room. When he saw his men groaning in pain on the ground, his legs went weak on the spot.

"Who...who are you people? Do you know where you are?!"

"The one who will take your dog's life." Zhou Xuan said indifferently.

Gao Hongyu stomped on a gang member who was trying to get up and launch a sneak attack, knocking him unconscious. He then walked over and lifted the middle-aged man with rat-like whiskers up like a chick.

The latter discovered that his Soul King cultivation was completely suppressed, and he couldn't even release his Martial Soul.

"Spare me...spare me! Hero, spare me! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness!" The middle-aged man with the rat-beard, who was also the leader of the Jiaolong Gang, was now in tears, and had lost all his former prestige.

It has to be said, their change of attitude is really fast.

"Where are those people who were abducted by your Jiaolong Gang now?" Zhou Xuan asked coldly.

The gang leader's eyes flickered, and he stammered, "No...no, we're just legitimate businessmen..."

"Looks like he won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin." Gao Hongyu increased the pressure on his hand.

"Crack!"

The soft sound of bones breaking.

"Ah—! I'll talk! I'll talk!" The gang leader let out a pig-like scream, "In...in the cellar in the backyard! And...and some more, they were just sent away a few days ago..."

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Xuan's eyes.

Gao Hongyu understood and twisted his hand suddenly.

"Crack!"

The head of the Jiaolong Gang leader drooped down at an eerie angle, and then fell silent.

Gao Hongyu casually tossed the corpse aside and spat, "That bastard got off easy."

Zhou Xuan went straight to the backyard.

Wang Bo followed closely behind, while Gao Hongyu kept watch outside, taking the opportunity to "clean up" any remaining rebels who were still resisting or trying to escape.

It has to be said that having such a henchman makes his life much easier.

The entrance to the cellar in the backyard was extremely well hidden; it would have been difficult to find without the gang leader pointing it out.

Upon opening the cellar door, a stench mixed with despair assaulted the senses.

Inside the cellar, a dozen or so men and women, dressed in rags and looking haggard, huddled in a corner, their eyes numb.

Upon seeing the sudden light and the stranger, she neither cried nor made a fuss; she was simply numb.

"It's alright, you're safe now." Zhou Xuan's voice was as gentle as possible.

But there was still no response, and their eyes looked as if they had been drugged.

He instructed Uncle Wang to take these people out and make proper arrangements for them.

After doing all this, Zhou Xuan walked out of the Jiaolong Gang headquarters. Gao Hongyu had already resolved all the troubles.

"Boss, the Jiaolong Gang is really rich. Just a quick search and they've filled several boxes with gold soul coins." Gao Hongyu rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining. But when he thought about where the money came from, his excitement faded a bit.

“These will be distributed to the victims later,” Zhou Xuan said calmly.

Gao Hongyu pursed his lips but didn't object. He loved money, but he was particular about what kind of money it was.

“Next,” Zhou Xuan said, uttering a name.

For the next half day, the entire city of Sai was enveloped in an eerie atmosphere.

One after another, notorious strongholds of evil forces were eradicated.

Screams echoed throughout the city from time to time.

At first, the people hid in their homes, trembling with fear, thinking it was a gang fight.

But gradually, well-informed people discovered the truth.

It was those three ruthless men who razed the city lord's mansion to the ground!
They are cracking down on all human traffickers in the city!
The news spread like wildfire throughout the city.

Suppressed sobs echoed from countless homes.

Black Wind Stronghold, Iron Hand Society, Three-Blade Hall...

One by one, names that once struck fear into the hearts of the people of Sai quietly became a thing of the past.

Wherever Zhou Xuan and his two companions went, they were almost unmatched.

With Gao Hongyu, a titled Douluo, taking action, those rabble were no match for him at all.

Most of the time, Zhou Xuan just watched from the sidelines. After all, he had paid for it, so there was no need for him to take action himself.

Wang Bo remained steadfastly by his side, and when he did strike, it was always with a single, fatal blow, leaving no survivors.

As dusk fell and the last brothel, known as "The Cave of Ecstasy," was burned to the ground, all eighteen criminal organizations in the city of Sai had been eradicated from human trafficking.

The firelight from the Ecstasy Cave illuminated half the sky.

It also reflects the people on both sides of the street, who come out of their houses and silently watch all of this.

There was no fear in their eyes, only a sense of relief and deep gratitude.

Zhou Xuan stood on the long street, the evening breeze ruffling his robes.

Gao Hongyu walked to his side, his expression complicated: "Kid, you're really... ruthless. This time, you've turned Sai City upside down."

"Just a scoundrel, he deserves to die." Zhou Xuan said calmly.

“That’s true,” Gao Hongyu scratched his head, “but what’s next? Many of these people are senior executives. Without someone in charge, things will probably get chaotic for a while.”

(End of this chapter)