Chinese martial arts: From human punching bags to martial arts mastery

"ah--!"

The brothel madam, Zhou Bapi, was frantically stuffing money into a box when Chen Feng burst in. Terrified, she collapsed to the ground, scrambling and begging for mercy: "Mr. Chen Feng! Hero Chen Feng! Spare my life!"

Chen Feng stepped forward, his anger blazing, and demanded, "What's wrong with the octopus? Tell me everything you know!"

The madam, trembling with fear, hurriedly replied, "Little A-Qiao was kidnapped by Octopus! That girl contracted a strange disease as soon as she came in; her whole body was covered in festering sores and stench. Originally... originally we were going to... get rid of her!"

"And when that bastard Octopus saw it, he said it was some kind of peerless elixir, and that some kind of hidden power could be developed!"

"That day, Mr. Du personally called the octopus away, and then there was no further news of him..."

"I didn't dare offend the octopus, that's why I kept Little Ah Qiao alive!"

She paused, then hurriedly added, "The octopus didn't reappear until before the Lunar New Year; apparently, he went to Southeast Asia during that time!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng pressed on sharply, "Where is the octopus hiding now?"

The madam knelt and kowtowed, pleading, "He's always been elusive; I truly didn't know!"

Sudden.

The madam seemed to remember something again, pointing in the direction of Nanshi: "He...he might be hiding, hiding in the City God Temple! I've sent a few women there before, but I really don't know exactly where! Please, spare my life!"

Chen Feng didn't bother listening to her excuses. He strode forward, grabbed her by the collar, and dragged her straight in front of the dancers.

"You've paid for all the suffering you've endured over the years!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the group of dancers rushed forward, their pent-up grievances and hatred exploding instantly.

"ah----!!"

Sharp screams rose and fell as the madam was beaten to death in despair, her blood staining the floor and washing away some of the filth of the dance hall.

After dealing with the madam.

Led by Sister Hong, Chen Feng arrived at the secret room in the dance hall.

"Bang--!"

He punched open the heavy safe, inside which, besides the dancers' contracts of servitude and mountains of money, were several leather-covered "secret ledgers".

Chen Feng distributed all the indentures to the dancers and said in a deep voice, "You divide this money among yourselves, take the indentures, leave Shanghai immediately, and never come back!"

The dancers, holding their contracts of indenture and money, knelt down in unison, tears streaming down their faces, to express their gratitude, sobbing uncontrollably.

The group then burned the indenture on the spot, completely severing all ties with the Black Swan.

Only Sister Hong insisted on staying.

Her eyes were red and her voice trembled: "Mr. Chen Feng, in the backyard... there's a mass grave in the backyard. All the sisters who got venereal diseases, those who were disobedient, and the people we kidnapped were thrown in there. No one has ever come out..."