Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Who dares to bully my sister?"

A loud shout came from the stairwell, followed by a series of thuds on the stairs. The door was kicked open, and a burly man rushed in, followed by a large group of people.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Bi Jin burst into tears and immediately rushed over to grab the burly man's arm.

"Brother, he killed Old Wu, and then came here to go on a killing spree, trying to kill me, boohoo..."

Bi Yuntao patted his sister's hand, his gaze swept across the office, and finally landed on Lin Tian, ​​looking him up and down, his brows slowly furrowing.

This is just an eight-year-old child. Are these people useless?

Can't even beat a child?

But he looked at the corpses on the ground, and then at the burly men huddled in the corner—they didn't seem to be faking it.

He realized that this kid was no ordinary person.

But no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be?

Can he take on ten? Can he take on thirty?

"You little brat, you have some nerve!"

Bi Yuntao took two steps forward. "You dare to hurt my sister? You're asking for trouble. You really don't know how many eyes the King of Horses has."

Lin Tian looked at the burly man in the floral shirt, a disdainful smile slowly creeping onto his lips: "You?!"

Bi Yuntao's face turned ashen.

Having been a gang leader for so many years, I've never been looked down upon like this by a kid.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to throw a punch and charge forward, but then his eyes darted around and he stopped.

I can't go myself; what if I can't win?

He has so many brothers.

It's embarrassing to beat a little kid, but if you lose, you'll lose all face.

"You little brat, how dare you look down on me!"

Bi Yuntao roared and waved his hand behind him, "Brothers, let's go! I think this kid's asking for it. Let's teach him a lesson so he'll be more careful in his next life."

Why does that sound so familiar?

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment.

Isn't that something he often says?

Someone stole my lines, no wonder it felt a bit strange.

More than thirty thugs, carrying machetes and clubs, charged toward Lin Tian, ​​shouting and threatening.

The office wasn't big, but with so many people crammed together, it was like a battlefield, completely oppressive.

Bi Yuntao retreated to the doorway, crossed his arms, and watched the show with a cold smile.

Bi Jin hid behind him, peeked out, and her eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Kill them!!"

The first one to rush up was a short man, who aimed his machete at Lin Tian's head and chopped it down.

Lin Tian sidestepped and swung his axe horizontally.

"puff!"

The dwarf fell down, and the machete clattered to the ground.

The skinny man swept the iron pipe across.

Instead of retreating, Lin Tian advanced and swung his axe.

"Snap!"

The iron pipe snapped in two, but the axe continued its downward momentum, striking the skinny man on the shoulder. The skinny man screamed and fell to the ground.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Lin Tian moved through the crowd like a black whirlwind.

With each fall of the axe, one person fell.

Blood splattered, screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the clanging of metal blended together.

Bi Yuntao's expression changed.

Standing at the door, watching Lin Tian charge through the crowd, taking one of his brothers with each move.

More than 30 people, and within minutes, half of them had collapsed.

The remaining half began to back away, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at the blood-soaked child.

"Charge! All of you, charge!"

Bi Yuntao panicked and shouted at the top of his lungs, "He's all alone, what's there to be afraid of?"

The underlings were shoving each other, but no one dared to charge.

The people lying on the ground were still groaning, and blood was still flowing. Who would dare to attack?

Lin Tian stopped, his axe planted firmly on the ground, blood dripping from the blade. He looked up at Bi Yuntao, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Is that all you've got?"

Bi Yuntao's face was ashen, as if he had eaten shit. He gritted his teeth, pulled a gun from his waist, and aimed it at Lin Tian.

"Kid, you think you're so tough? Let's see if you can outrun bullets!"

"elder brother!"

Bi Jin grabbed his arm, "He...he's not human..."

"Get out of here!"

Bi Yuntao shoved his sister aside, his gun barrel fixed on Lin Tian. "Die!"

He pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Lin Tian made a move.

Instead of dodging, he charged straight at the bullets.

With a flick of his wrist, the axe whirled through the air, and "clang—" the bullet was cleaved away and embedded in the ceiling.

Bi Yuntao was stunned, unable to believe his eyes.

Another shot was fired.

"Bang!"

"when!"

He was cleaved away again.

The third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot... every bullet was accurately cleaved away by that axe.

Sparks flickered in the office, dazzling like fireworks.

Bi Yuntao has run out of bullets.

He stood there, gripping an empty gun, his hand trembling, staring intently at the blood-soaked child, his pupils filled with terror.

This is not a human, it's a monster.

escape!

We must escape!

If we don't escape now, we'll only face death.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

Bi Yuntao roared, "Whoever kills him, I'll give them a reward of 100,000 yuan!"

One hundred thousand yuan.

The eyes of the thugs who were still trembling suddenly lit up.

What does HK$100,000 mean in this day and age?

You could buy several floors in Mong Kok and retire comfortably.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

"Kill them!!!"

One fearless individual raised a machete and charged forward.

Once someone takes the lead, others follow suit.

Why join a club?

It's all about the money.

The money is right in front of you.

More than thirty people, armed with machetes, iron pipes, daggers, and clubs, came crashing down from all directions.

Lin Tian's figure was instantly swallowed up.

"Clang! Clang!!"

The metallic clanging sounds were so dense they were like rain.

Axes flew through the crowd, each swing splattering blood.

Some screamed, some fell down, some shrank back, and were then pushed forward by those behind them.

The sounds of killing, shouting, and screaming mingled together, echoing throughout the office.

Bi Yuntao pulled his sister back, shouting as he retreated, "Go! All of you, go! He's dying! He's all alone!"

Bi Jin was terrified, her face was deathly pale, her legs were weak, and she was being dragged away by her brother.

Lin Tian went berserk with killing.

It's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying and exhilarating battle.

The axe seemed to come alive in his hands; every chop, sweep, and thrust precisely claimed a life.

He doesn't need to defend because no one can get close to him.

The axes were too fast; before the machetes could even fall, the people were already down.

The corpses piled up at his feet, and blood seeped over the soles of his shoes.

Lin Tian burst out of the pile of corpses, stepping over pools of blood, and approached Bi Yuntao and his sister step by step.

Bi Yuntao's face turned completely pale. He grabbed his sister and staggered back towards the door.

Several henchmen stood in front, but their legs were trembling and they could barely hold their knives.

"Stop him! Stop him now!"

Bi Yuntao roared.

One of the henchmen gritted his teeth and rushed forward. Just as he raised his machete, an axe had already cleaved into his chest.

His eyes widened, blood and foam gushed from his mouth, and he fell straight down.

The remaining few dropped their weapons and ran away.

Some people jumped out of the window, some crawled under the table, and some collapsed on the ground, too exhausted to even run.

They were clearly terrified.

Bi Yuntao had just retreated to the stairwell.

The axe flew over and, with a "thud," embedded itself in the door frame, less than an inch from his head.

Bi Yuntao's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground.

Lin Tian walked over, pulled the axe from beside him, and looked down at him: "Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

Bi Yuntao's lips trembled; he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Bi Jin watched her brother being blocked at the door, wanting to run but not daring to.

Her tears streamed down her face, ruining her makeup.

Lin Tian looked up at her and said, "Don't run away either."

Bi Jin's legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground as well.

From the office to the corridor, there were more than forty or fifty corpses lying haphazardly, and blood flowed out from the doorway, running down the stairs step by step.

Lin Tian stood amidst the corpses, his axe planted on the ground, blood dripping from the blade. He let out a long breath and looked up at the chandelier still swaying on the ceiling.

I haven't felt this good in a long time.

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