Starting from the pharmacy, he grew into a martial saint among men.

At this moment, two other members of the Sanhe Gang, Ming Jin, respectively entangled Wang Ming and Qian Cheng.

Chu Hong and Xiao Yi didn't need to say anything more; they cooperated and attacked Wang Ming first.

This time, it's five to three.

The Iron Fist Gang has no reason to survive.

Chu Hong flashed and appeared behind Wang Ming.

With a loud bang, the fist, carrying immense force, struck Wang Ming's back.

Wang Ming was terrified and screamed as he tried to hide.

But Xiao Yi immediately used his claws to restrain him, limiting his movement.

Chu Hong shifted his feet and caught up in an instant, delivering a punch.

"Bang!"

Wang Ming's body trembled, his internal organs were shattered by the force, and he couldn't even let out a scream.

At this moment, Xiao Yi attacked Qian Cheng again.

In the blink of an eye, both of Wei He's generals were killed.

Wei He could see clearly that the two men were using the Nine Forging Fist of Chengfeng Martial Arts School.

"Chu Hong, I knew it was you!"

"If you kill Zhou Sanhe, you can have everything from my Iron Fist Gang, even become their leader!"

Seeing that the other party had freed up their hands and was closing in on him, Wei He immediately offered a price, trying to buy his life.

Chu Hong paused, but then became even more ruthless.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

"Chief Zhou, let me do it!"

Chu Hong moved swiftly, his powerful punches ringing out with explosive force, each one carrying a deadly intent.

The death of Shi Yi, Pang Hai's scheming, the oppression and actions of the Iron Fist Gang—one thing after another surfaced in my mind.

He needed a satisfying battle to vent his frustrations and unleash the fire within him.

When Zhou Sanhe saw that Chu Hong's eyes were bloodshot, he immediately stepped aside to protect him, leaving the battlefield to Chu Hong.

"Overestimating yourself!" Wei He sneered, his attack equally murderous. "Then I'll take your head first!"

He considered himself a veteran master of Ming Jin (manifest strength) even though he had failed to break through the Dark Strength barrier.

How could Chu Hong, a mere novice at the Ming Jin level, possibly be his match?

boom!

The two fists collided heavily.

The burst of internal energy filled the air with crackling and popping sounds.

"Phew~"

Chu Hong staggered back three steps, his arm numb and his fist covered in blood.

Wei He only took half a step back, flicked his hand, and said disdainfully, "Pathetic!"

His iron fist is not something an ordinary person can withstand.

Wei He was certain of victory and launched another attack, his fists becoming increasingly fierce and his killing moves relentless.

Chu Hong neither retreated nor dodged.

He went forward, abandoning his defenses and focusing solely on offense.

After being punched, he returned the punch to Wei He.

If that's not enough, then exchange two punches for one.

Each punch landed with a dull thud.

Before long, their clothes were torn, they were covered in wounds, and their bodies were covered in blood.

But Chu Hong did not back down; instead, his fists landed even faster.

Every punch he threw was filled with boundless fury.

Every collision is a release of emotions that have been suppressed for many days.

The more they fought, the more ferocious Chu Hong's attacks became.

He completely forgot about fancy techniques like the Root-Severing Claw and the Star-Shattering Finger, and just clenched his fists, striking left and right with deadly force.

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Wei He became increasingly alarmed as he fought, terrified by Chu Hong's condition.

He hadn't seen that kind of bloodshot, predatory look in those eyes for so long.

This kid's cultivation level wasn't as high as his, and his injuries were even more severe, but his desperate spirit sent chills down his spine.

"Damn it, another lunatic!"

Wei He now deeply regrets his actions; how could the Iron Fist Gang have provoked this guy in the first place?

Thinking this, Wei He's fist techniques gradually became chaotic.

The composure they once possessed was gone.

Chu Hong's punches, however, became increasingly fierce and ruthless.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

"Snapped!"

Wei He was hit by Chu Hong three times in a row and had to stagger back five steps before stopping.

His face turned deathly pale; he was utterly horrified.

Extremely timid.

We can't fight anymore, we have to run!

He knew that if he continued fighting like this, even if he won, he wouldn't be able to escape.

The only sensible thing to do is to escape now.

"boom!"

Wei He exerted all his strength and knocked Chu Hong back with a punch, then immediately tried to escape over the courtyard wall.

"Oh no, he's trying to escape!"

Zhou Sanhe was shocked and rushed forward.

I was so focused on watching the fight that I never expected Wei He to have such a scheme.

"Hahaha, you wait, wait until my older brother comes back... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Hong had already rushed forward, grabbed his thigh with one hand, and pulled him back.

"Trying to run?! Did you even ask me?!"

Chu Hong grabbed his throat: "Die!"

The fist suddenly magnified in Wei He's eyes, and with a "bang," a shower of white and red blood flew everywhere.

From this day forward, the Iron Fist Gang will no longer exist in Yunxi!

"Thump!"

Chu Hong, severely injured and exhausted, also collapsed to the ground.

"Junior Brother Chu!" Xiao Yi rushed over immediately.

He quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his body and poured out the bright yellow pills.

It was stuffed into Chu Hong's mouth.

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About half an hour later, Chu Hong slowly woke up.

At this moment, he had fully recovered from his injuries and felt completely refreshed.

"Phew~ Thank you so much, Brother Chu and Brother Wei!"

On Wednesday, Zhou Hechong and his companion bowed respectfully: "Without you two brothers today, we might not have been able to take this down."

"Chief Zhou, we were forced into this situation, so there's no need for thanks."

With Wei He dead, the Iron Fist Gang could no longer stop the Triad Gang in the slightest, and Zhou Sanhe immediately gave the order.

Take immediate action to completely wipe out the Iron Fist Gang.

After giving his orders, he carelessly rummaged through the three corpses.

As expected of the leader of the Iron Fist Gang, several silver notes were found on Wei He.

All in all, it amounted to more than a thousand taels.

Apart from that, there were no other valuable items.

Zhou Sanhe smiled and gave Xiao Yi two silver notes with a face value of one hundred taels each.

Chu Hong, on the other hand, had four cards.

"Brother Chu, Brother Xiao, please take these silver notes, don't think it's too little."

"Although you may not care, without you, our Triad would have been wiped out long ago. This is what you deserve."

"In addition, the profits of the Triads will each be 10% for the two of you. You don't need to worry about anything. As long as the Triads still exist, just collect the money every month."

Zhou Sanhe is very generous and speaks very frankly.

Seeing this, Chu Hong accepted it without hesitation.

He is currently short of money and needs to buy Qi and Blood Pills to speed up his martial arts training and reach the Dark Force realm as soon as possible.

Only by mastering the hidden strength can one truly establish a foothold in the martial arts school and in the county town.

Only then can one pursue the upcoming martial arts examination.

"Chief Zhou, I'll accept the money, but I have to give you a heads-up: the Triads shouldn't become like the Iron Fist Gang, extorting and levying taxes like this. Who knows, another Zhang Hong or Li Hong might emerge in the future."

"Brother Chu, rest assured, our Triad Gang operates with absolute fairness. Just ask around, and you'll find everyone praising our gang."

Chu Hong nodded and continued:

"Chief Zhou, we must be wary of the words Wei He shouted before he died, and his elder brother."

Thinking about the other party's last words, Chu Hong felt uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Chief Zhou frowned, but after a moment he spoke up cheerfully:

"Why bother with all that? Martial arts practitioners are all about fighting and killing. If he has the ability, he can just kill me."

"Kill me, and I'll hand over the Triads to him."

"..." Chu Hong remained silent.

"Hey, there's another letter here?"

While searching the room for anything left behind, Xiao Yi took out a letter from the hidden compartment of Wei He's clothes.

Upon unfolding it, his expression instantly changed.

"Junior Brother Chu, come and take a look."

Chu Hong took the letter, glanced at it, and felt a chill run down his spine.

The letter, between the lines, pinned all the blame for plotting against Chen Nian on him and Xiao Yi.

Although there are some differences in the details, the overall impression is very close to the original.

Chu Hong was all too familiar with the mark at the end of the letter.

Worry-Free Education!

The letter he received on the day he killed Chen Nian also bore the same mark.

Chu Hong's gaze sharpened slightly. Although the letter was unsigned, he instantly thought of Pang Hai.

It should be said that only Pang Hai had the strongest motive to kill them.

Apart from him, Chu Hong had no connection with the Wuyou Sect.

He sent a message to the Iron Fist Gang, and he will surely send a message to the Worry-Free Sect in Huang'an County as well.

Chu Hong knew that Pang Hai must have been involved in the attack by the two hidden experts that day.

Xiao Yi pointed to the words on the letter and said in a deep voice:

"Since that person has schemed against us like this, we must remain careful."

That day, after Xiao Yi woke up, Chu Hong told Xiao Yi about Pang Hai's situation.

He was still somewhat skeptical, believing that Pang Hai could never have come into contact with the Worry-Free Sect and even undergo bone-changing surgery.

But seeing this letter now reminds me of the inexplicable targeting by the Worry-Free Cult.

But they truly believed it.

Zhou Sanhe, unaware of the truth, took the letter from Chu Hong.

After scanning the area, my gaze fell on the mark in the corner.

"Damn it, it's that damn Worry-Free Cult again!"