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Erniu stood at the door with his mouth open, unable to close it for a long time.

The wall where the gunman was hiding had only a tiny hole, barely bigger than the eye of a pin, and the crack hadn't even spread.

It was as if the broken blade passed through the wall without the wall offering any resistance whatsoever.

Bricks and cement are no different from tofu in front of it.

Then he looked at Chu Nan walking up the stairs, his pace neither fast nor slow, as if everything that had just happened was just a minor trouble he dealt with casually as he passed by.

"Is...is this really something a human could do?"

Erniu's voice was dry and hoarse, as if something was blocking his throat. "Before the third shot, he said he would kill the gunman if he fired again, then the gunman fired, and then... he really killed him?!"

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Killed that gunman with a piece of broken knife, through a wall?"

He recalled that he had just been thinking to himself that Master Ding's words were too mystical.

He had never seen or even heard of anyone being able to use a knife to block a bullet in his more than thirty years of life.

Now he witnessed it firsthand: a single blade cleaving a bullet in two, then, in the instant the blade exploded, picking up a fragment and taking a life through the wall.

The image of that shard of blade flying from Chu Nan's fingertip was still replaying in his mind.

The movement was so light, as if it were picking a flower or brushing away a fallen leaf.

But this seemingly insignificant movement, separated by a wall, cost a person their life!

He finally understood why Master Ding had said "not human" earlier.

It's not entirely accurate to call someone capable of such a thing a "human being."

"Master Ding..."

Erniu turned his head, still shaken, and said, "You just said he wasn't human, and now I believe you. This is something no human could do."

Uncle Ding had already put down his pipe.

He didn't look at Erniu; his gaze remained fixed on Chu Nan's back.

Erniu has known Dingye since he was a child and has seen all kinds of expressions from Dingye.

Disdain, amusement, and nonchalance—it's safe to say that if one didn't know about Master Ding's legendary experiences in his youth...

Everyone just sees Master Ding as a quirky old man.

But he only remembered seeing this expression once before, back when the elders had just taken over the Three Horse Club and caused trouble.

"A master of martial arts, wielding a flower and a leaf!"

Master Ding spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.

Erniu turned his head sharply. "What did you say? A martial arts master? Him?"

He certainly knew what those four words meant. Others might not, but in Nanxiang, people were quite familiar with the term "martial arts master."

He grew up in the southern countryside and had seen many people who were good at fighting.

The elder brother once chased after more than a dozen people with just a knife for three streets, but that only showed he was good at fighting.

If someone tells him something like "martial arts master," he definitely won't take it seriously.

But the person who said this was Master Ding!

A genuine martial artist!

Even at the advanced age of sixty, he easily killed a cow in the village that had previously gone mad with a single punch!

Erniu felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Chu Nan's figure.

If it weren't for Master Ding's appearance at the door just now, he would have almost stood up for Xue Beichen.

"Master Ding, are you sure this kid is the martial arts master you used to tell us about when we were kids?"

Ding Ye exhaled a puff of smoke, without giving a direct answer.

He remained silent for a while before speaking, his tone was calm, but every word was spoken with great composure.

"Martial arts masters... can kill without a trace, even with the flick of a flower or the flick of a leaf."

"In their hands, a flower or a blade of grass is faster than a bullet, sharper than a sword!"

Erniu's mouth gaped even wider. Although he had never met a martial arts master, he did not know the meaning behind Dingye's few words.

But he personally witnessed Chu Nan split a bullet in two with a machete and kill someone through a wall with a shard of blade.

This impact is more direct and violent than any linguistic description.

Xue Beichen stood on the second-floor corridor, watching Chu Nan walk up the stairs step by step.

He witnessed everything that had just happened; the gunman was killed through the wall by a pile of broken knives.

The gunmen he had spent a fortune hiring were killed by Chu Nan right under his nose, like ants being crushed.

The bodyguards all huddled in the corner, none daring to stand in front of Chu Nan. Not one of them even dared to look up at him.

Xue Beichen's facial muscles began to twitch; for the first time, he felt genuine fear in front of Chu Nan.

Previously at the bar, he had Ah Bao, bodyguards, and the backing of the Xue family's eldest son.

During that time at Qinlou, he felt he had the upper hand, with money and power in his hands, while Chu Nan was just a small doctor who didn't understand business.

But now, he has nothing left.

Do not!

I still have one last trump card!

He looked up at Xia Wantang, who was hanging in mid-air.

Fear was still on his face, but the corners of his mouth had already begun to twitch upwards.

That wasn't a laugh; it was a kind of distortion that was even uglier than crying.

He had been forced to the edge of a cliff, with a bottomless abyss ahead and a bottomless abyss behind.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well take someone down with us.

Thinking of this, he immediately pulled out his last trump card.

That was a gun, a gun pointed at Xia Wantang!

"stop!"

Xue Beichen's voice trembled, but the gun barrel remained steady.

"Take one more step and I'll kill this bitch!"

Chu Nan stopped and stood in the middle of the stairs.

His gaze fell on the muzzle of Xue Beichen's gun.

The distance was too close; so close that the bullet wouldn't even need to fly, it would pierce Xia Wantang's body the moment the trigger was pulled.

He could subdue Xue Beichen in an instant, but in that instant, Xue Beichen's finger would already be ready to pull the trigger.

"I know you're incredibly fast, even faster than a bullet, but I just don't know if this woman has your skills."

Xue Beichen tilted his head, a strange smile on his face.

He tilted the gun slightly by an inch, and then pulled the trigger without any warning.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced Xia Wantang's calf.

Blood instantly flowed down his ankle, dripping onto the ground, glaringly bright in the dim light.

Xia Wantang let out a muffled groan; the sound coming from her sealed mouth was muffled by the tape.

Her body instinctively curled up from the excruciating pain, causing the chains to sway and produce a grating metallic scraping sound in the silence.

"Xue Beichen!"

Chu Nan's expression suddenly changed.

Xue Beichen didn't aim at Xia Wantang's vital points, but his meaning was clear—I'm not bluffing, I really will shoot!

"Don't move..."

Xue Beichen pointed the gun at Xia Wantang again.

His voice regained an eerie calm at that moment, the calm that comes after all the bets have been placed on the table.

"If you come any closer, my next shot won't just be a simple shot to her leg!"