Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 178 The Holy Mother of Yellow Lotus is actually a man!
"Um, this should be... it should be nothing serious."

The gunshots were inexplicable; they were clearer inside the building than outside. No matter how good the soundproofing materials were, it was impossible not to hear them when hundreds of bullets were fired at once.

The entire Golden Pavilion was in an uproar.

The gunshots were so piercing and so frequent that everyone knew something terrible had happened at Jinlou. What were they waiting for if they didn't run?

"Step aside!"

Sun Shaobo couldn't just sit idly by. The gunfire was like a bandit raid in the mountains. If he didn't do something about it, the people of Beijing would trample the city hall doors down tomorrow.

But he's not stupid; why would he risk his life?

Lead a team to evacuate the crowd first, get all irrelevant people out of the building, and only go upstairs after the gunfire stops.

Then you see the ruins of the fourth floor, with collapsed stone pillars and wooden doors blocking the entrance, and several people are cleaning it up.

He led his men up to clean it up, and soon they cleared a gap. Without him saying anything, the Huanglian sect members in the Golden Tower went in first, and he also led a few patrolmen in.

Then I saw the three of them fighting.

He knew the two people who had teamed up with him; they were the head and deputy head of the Yanzhao Chaquan Martial Arts School, one of the thirteen martial arts schools in Beiping.

They were all renowned boxing masters in the city, just one step away from reaching the Transformation Realm.

However, because there was no Grandmaster of Internal Energy, they could only rank among the last few of the thirteen martial arts schools.

Chen Zhan, whom he was fighting, looked somewhat familiar, but he didn't feel like he had seen him before.

I had just stood still when I glanced around at the other seats, and tears almost welled up in my eyes.
How many people died?!

For hundreds of meters, not a single spot on the ground was clean; it was all covered in blood.
The severed limbs were piled up like small mountains.

I was just about to yell for them to stop.

Chen Zhan noticed him, and with a swift tug, one of the Chaquan Sect members had his leg easily severed, blood gushing out, and the leg falling through the air next to the pile of severed limbs.

The other man swirled his hand and struck him horizontally in the ribs.

Chen Zhan just stood there, letting himself be hit.

"Oh!"

The violent punch landed on him as if it had hit an iron gate; it didn't penetrate the metal, and Chen Zhan didn't even flinch.

"Damn, is this person not human?"

With a roar, two hands pressed down, and he tried to block with his arms, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The clicking sound was incessant.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed all the survivors together.

"Ningzhen, kill her."

Chen Zhan saw the patrol officers and members of the Huanglian Sect come in, but he didn't care; these few were nothing.

"stop!"

Sun Shaobo didn't understand why so many people died; he never imagined that Chen Zhan was the only one who killed them.

I thought it was a massive battle between two sides, with only these few survivors.

"Bang bang~"

Ye Ningzhen fired two shots without hesitation. Even if Chen Zhan hadn't spoken, he didn't intend to let the two of them go.

"You! Didn't you see what I was wearing?"

Sun Shaobo was furious. The police officers behind him raised their guns, but before their fingers could even move to the trigger, they felt a hurricane surge in front of them. A figure flashed by, and all the guns in the hands of the seven patrol officers disappeared.

Chen Zhan reappeared, holding the missing guns in his hand. He clasped his hands together, then opened them again, and the seven guns vanished.
But
It turned into an iron ball, fitting together perfectly and completely as a ball.

But you can still see the different colors, indicating that it's composed of the seven guns mentioned earlier.
Can you mold iron into clay?

Everyone was stunned.

Sun Shaobo was quite knowledgeable, but he had never seen anything like this before, and the other patrol officers were even more dumbfounded.

After embracing the elixir, Chen Zhan experienced another change in his destiny.

Making a move at this moment would make many people think that he doesn't seem like a martial arts master, but rather a magician, a charlatan, or a sorcerer who bewitches people.

He can grab bullets with his bare hands and crush iron into mud; many of his actions are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

This is why those who mastered martial arts to the highest level in ancient times were called immortals on land, and their martial arts were considered divine powers, thus leaving behind various legends and stories.

The same was true in modern times.

Many skilled individuals deceived warlords. Li Shuwen had a warlord call the headquarters outside from inside his house. The distance was only a few hundred meters. Li Shuwen personally dialed the number for him and then left. However, the person who answered the phone was still Li Shuwen.

This immediately astonished the warlord of yesteryear, who then made him his personal bodyguard.

At this moment, if Sun Shaobo hadn't personally witnessed Chen Zhan killing people like mowing grass, and two familiar boxing masters being dealt with as easily as chickens, he would have thought it was a magic trick!
Chen Zhan said directly, "Take your people and leave. You don't need to interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world."

He didn't kill them. These patrolmen should have known that the Golden Pavilion was selling opium, but many things were beyond their control. There was collusion between officials and businessmen, and the few patrolmen were powerless to do anything about it.

Chen Zhan isn't crazy; there's no point in targeting these people.

"Detective, shall we leave?"

"."

Sun Shaobo had already backed down, but if he withdrew now, everyone would be watching, and if word got out, the reputation of the Beijing Police Department would be ruined.

He's finished too.

Chen Zhan saw through his thoughts: "You should know that the Yellow Lotus Sect sells opium, right?"

Seeing that Chen Zhan didn't intend to take any further action, Sun Shaobo felt slightly relieved and replied, "Well, but this matter is beyond my control. The official and business circles in Beiping are too complicated, as you should know."

Chen Zhan raised his hand to interrupt: "You can't manage it, but I will. The Yellow Lotus Sect is part of the martial arts world, and matters of the martial arts world should be handled by the martial arts world."

"But this incident has caused too much trouble and is difficult to quell."

"They don't know anything. It all depends on what you say. By the way, what's your name?" Chen Zhan remembered something. The Yellow Lotus Sect was the most powerful in this matter, but there were bound to be many colluders.

"Um, my name is Sun Shaobo, and I was once a student of Mr. Wang Xiangzhai."

"You can't handle hardship, so you ran away, huh?"

How did you know?

"I can naturally see the form of Xingyi, but don't talk about real skill. You've almost forgotten the San Ti Shi, haven't you?"

"Hehe, I dare not forget, I dare not forget."

"Are you also a Xingyi practitioner?" Seeing that Chen Zhan was familiar with Xingyi, he followed suit. Over the years, he had developed a fondness for martial arts and hadn't lost much of his skills, but he could still talk about it fluently.

Chen Zhan nodded in agreement, then said, "Go back and investigate who in the military and political circles is colluding with the Yellow Lotus Sect. I'll come to see you in a couple of nights."

"what???"

"Don't scare us. How can the military and government investigate?"

One sentence terrified him; they investigated both the military and political circles and even went to find him at night.

Chen Zhan didn't say anything, but darted out in one step, his body moving with the speed of a shadow. Sun Shaobo thought he was being attacked and was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, but his retreat speed was no match for the speed of lightning.

The figure rushed up behind him, "Ah!!"

With a scream, Chen Zhan severed the black and white arm with a karate chop.

A gun dangling from his finger, "Bang!"

His arm hit the ground, and a bullet flew past Sun Shaobo, missing his ear by only half an inch.

"Holy crap! You're coming at me???"

These people from the Yellow Lotus Sect were indeed after him, because the gun barrels they saw when they turned around were pointed at him, not Chen Zhan.

He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, are you out of your minds? It's not like I killed any of you."

However, the dozen or so black-and-white-clad members of the Yellow Lotus Sect did not have the opportunity to be interrogated by him again.

I witnessed Chen Zhan's art of killing once again.

This close proximity, only two or three meters away, allowed me to witness a massacre imbued with the aesthetics of violence.

The heads of Huanglian sect members are like brittle watermelons, crumbling at the slightest touch, and their chests are like tofu, collapsing at the slightest touch.

They charged wildly, using both hands and feet simultaneously.

In an instant, he pierced through ten people.

Several patrol officers were dumbfounded; they were so close that they didn't even notice when blood splattered on them.

After finishing his work, Chen Zhan was surprisingly clean, without a single drop of blood on his body or hands.

If it weren't for the warmth of the blood on their faces, everyone would have thought they were dreaming.

"Let's go, send someone to Shuncheng Bagua Museum and have Zhao Hongbao come and collect the body himself!"

Sun Shaobo left blankly. Outside, not all the people from Jinlou had left; some old women and guards remained.

He suddenly realized what Chen Zhan had said.

"All gone!"

"Get the hell home early, or you'll get spotted by the Little Red Coat in the dark. Stop looking!"

He feared that Chen Zhan would go berserk and slaughter everyone in Jinlou.
They drove the people away and sent two police officers to Shuncheng Bagua Hall overnight.

Zhao Hongbao hadn't slept since last night. He had made a mistake and was caught red-handed, which not only ruined the Jinlou business, but also caused those madmen from the Huanglian Sect to start an opium business.

My heart was pounding tonight.

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen clearly had their own plans, but he didn't know what they wanted to do, nor could he guess that they would directly storm the Golden Pavilion and kill everyone.
"Bang bang bang~"

Someone was banging on the door outside the martial arts school, so he immediately went out and opened the door before his disciples could.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a patrol officer.

The other party didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to what Chen Zhan had told them.

"Collecting the corpse???"

"What happened at the Golden Pavilion?"

"Well... we're just doing the job, we can't explain it clearly, and we dare not say anything. You'll have to see for yourself. Master Chen said you should bring more people and more body bags."

When Zhao Hongbao arrived at Jinlou with his men, Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen had already left with the Yellow Lotus Saintess.

All that remained was a scene of utter devastation, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

His disciples vomited all over the ground.

Zhao Hongbao was filled with fear and trepidation, knowing in his heart that his secrets were probably known to the public.

I felt both regret and relief.

My pride has been completely exposed, and I've let it go.

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen returned to the small courtyard where the little fox lived, instead of going to the three sisters' house.

It's too close to the Eight Great Hutongs, and the surrounding area is too densely populated.

The little fox rented a small courtyard in a quiet area in the east of the city, where there were few people and the houses were cheap.

Ye Ningzhen carried the woman, and the two returned together.

"Hmm, the mark is well left. Ningzhen, you take the little fox and go. I'll wait here for the legendary Holy Mother."

Chen Zhan looked at the saintess who was pretending to be unconscious.

"You...you deliberately made me leave the perfume powder behind?" She opened her eyes, incredulous.

"Of course, the Holy Mother is elusive, and you refuse to keep quiet. How can we lure her out if we don't give you a chance?"

"Heh, you'll regret this. The Holy Mother's methods are beyond your imagination. If I don't survive, you'll go down with her."

"Poof!~"

Chen Zhan kicked her in the lung, silencing her before she could finish speaking, and at the same time, the kick caused her to vomit blood.

And so they waited, and a whole night passed.

No one came the next day. Nobody knew about this place, not even Zhao Hongbao. The only people who came were Ye Ningzhen or the Holy Mother of the Yellow Lotus.

But Ye Ningzhen has already explained.

The Golden Pavilion was destroyed and all the opium was confiscated. It was impossible to hide it from the public. As soon as the Holy Mother returned to the capital, she would surely find out.

It made the front page of the newspaper the next day.

As darkness fell, Chen Zhan lit a lamp and continued reading the newspaper before finally meeting the person he was waiting for.

But he didn't expect it.

The Holy Mother of Yellow Lotus was, in fact, a man.

(End of this chapter)