The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Jiang Ning dodged a knife that was about to hit him, then reached out and grabbed the knife and chopped the man's head in half.

"kill!"

The rest of the gang members swarmed over.

Jiang Ning raised his whip kick high and kicked one person away, and then began the massacre.

A man attacked Jiang Ning from behind. Jiang Ning took a quick glance and kicked the man away with force.

"what!!!"

The man screamed and flew backwards, knocking down a large number of people.

Jiang Ning slashed the man's shoulder with a knife, then reached out and grabbed him, throwing him left and right, using him as a weapon to knock away the gang members who were attacking him.

Bang!

Another person was knocked flying and hit the pillar hard, and died in a few seconds.

"cut!"

When the other gang members saw Jiang Ning using their men as weapons, they immediately became ruthless and slashed at the men in Jiang Ning's hands with their knives. After a while, they were covered in blood.

Jiang Ning let go of his hand, and the next second he flashed to the side of a man and kicked him away with a sweeping kick, then grabbed his ankle and slammed into the man hard.

Jiang Ning's force was so great that the man he hit broke his bones and tendons.

In this short period of time, Jiang Ning killed dozens of people.

The rest of the gang members no longer dared to rush forward and looked at Jiang Ning in horror.

The next second, these people scattered and began to flee in all directions.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning chased after him.

A man was running away frantically when he suddenly noticed some movement behind him. He turned around and saw that the man with the strange mask was rushing towards him.

This person was frightened out of his wits.

I don't chase after so many people, I just chase him.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly realized that his vision had shifted and the whole world was upside down.

After chopping off the man's head with a knife, Jiang Ning turned around and started chasing the others.

After a long time.

Jiang Ning stood next to a corpse, the knife in his hand soaked in blood.

Blood dripped down the blade, making a ticking sound in the silent night.

Jiang Ning looked at the corpses scattered around him, threw away the knife, took off the mask on his face and left.

Early the next morning.

The headquarters of the Tianhe Gang.

Huang Boliu was drinking tea in the main hall when Huang Ying walked in.

"No."

Huang Boliu put down the teacup and looked at her: "Did you find it?"

Huang Ying shook her head: "No."

"I have had people search the city, but no trace of the enemies you mentioned was found."

Huang Boliu said nothing when he heard this.

That mysterious man killed so many people in his gang, and he didn't know his identity, so he could only target his former enemy.

Yesterday he asked Huang Ying to lead the Tianhe Gang to search the city to see if his enemies had come to Kaifeng, but they found nothing.

"Dad, you are targeting us."

Huang Ying also sat down and couldn't help asking.

Huang Bolu was about to speak when someone walked in from outside the door.

"Gang leader!"

Huang Boliu looked at the panic on the man's face and his heart sank suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

The man said in horror: "Boss, one of our gangs was massacred last night!"

Chapter 311: Fire

Chapter 311: Fire

"what?"

Huang Bolu stood up in shock.

"Boss, we were all killed at a gang on the Yellow River Wharf!!"

The man said in panic.

Huang Boliu's face was extremely gloomy.

how many years.

No one has ever dared to provoke the Tianhe Gang like this.

Huang Boliu suppressed his anger and asked, "What happened? Tell me in detail."

"This morning, many people went to the Yellow River wharf to take a boat and found that one of our gangs was full of corpses. All the dead were our people."

After hearing his subordinates' answer, Huang Boliu's face looked extremely ugly.

He immediately thought of what happened at their base the night before.

This was a premeditated targeting.

"What was the situation at the scene? Where were the signs of fighting? Did the enemy leave any clues?"

Huang Boliu asked for more specific details.

The other party killed so many of his people and destroyed one of his gangs. Huang Bolu urgently needed to find out whether this was done by one person or with help.

The gang member shook his head and said, "Boss, the enemy didn't leave any traces. We have all seen the scene. The dead brothers had knife wounds on their bodies. After comparing the wounds, we found that they were killed with our knives. Some of the brothers' bodies were smashed to the point of having their bones broken. Judging from the location of the bodies at the scene, the enemy was not numerous. Many of the brothers' bodies were outside. They must have been hunted down and killed."

Huang Boliu remained silent, stood up and walked out.

"You all come with me to take a look."

Huang Boliu led the crowd and headed towards the outside of Kaifeng Prefecture, all the way to the Yellow River.

At this time, a large number of people were watching at a dock on the Yellow River.

"Go away, go away, what are you gathering here for?"

Members of the Tianhe Gang roughly pushed away the onlookers. Some people were unable to dodge and were kicked away, which immediately caused a commotion.

Huang Boliu looked at the scene with a grim expression. He did not look at it and waited until his men cleared a path before he walked in surrounded by his men.

As soon as I got closer, a smell of blood hit me in the face.

The ground was littered with corpses lying all over the place, and the hall was in a mess.

Huang Boliu had a grim look on his face. Without saying a word, he walked to one of the corpses and carefully observed the injuries on its body.

After a while.

Huang Boliu frowned, stood up and looked at the other corpses, without saying a word until he had looked at more than a dozen corpses and then stopped observing.

I can't tell what kind of martial arts he uses.

Huang Bolu observed more than a dozen corpses and found that the wounds of these people were not caused by the martial arts of any particular family or school. It seemed that the person who attacked them was a wild one and no one could tell how he got there.

But Huang Bolu knew that this was impossible. The other party was hiding his identity and didn't want him to guess who it was.

Huang Boliu frowned and looked at this place, thinking quickly.

After seeing these corpses, he knew that the other party might have only one person. If there were multiple people, such a result would not have occurred, and it would have been impossible for him not to be able to see any of their martial arts skills.

Under normal circumstances, as long as one has learned martial arts and practiced the moves, no matter how hard one tries to hide, there will always be traces of one's moves, such as the Hengshan School's swordsmanship.

However, when Huang Bolu examined the bodies, he found that the wounds on their bodies were very random, and each of them died in a different way.

After examining the body, Huang Boliu's mood sank to the bottom.

He is also a martial artist, and his martial arts skills are among the best in the world. Although he is over 80 years old, his vision is not low.

Huang Boliu knew that there were only a handful of people in the martial arts world who could do this, but those people were all leaders of major sects and it was impossible for them to hide their identities and cause trouble for him.

Moreover, looking at such bloody means, it doesn't seem like they could do it.

Huang Boliu, who had been thinking hard but to no avail, felt confused and annoyed.

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"Boss, someone is coming from the government office."

A gang member came forward and whispered.

Huang Boliu, whose train of thought was interrupted, looked back and saw a group of officials in yamen uniforms waiting outside.

"Let them in."

Huang Boliu waved his hand casually.

"Yes."

The gang member retreated, and not long after, a constable came over and bowed to Huang Bolu with a respectful look.

"Master Huang."

The head constable had a flattering smile on his face: "I heard that the brothers of your gang were murdered, and the prefect asked me to come to your gang to see if there is any way I can help Master Huang."

Huang Boliu nodded lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Prefect, on behalf of Mr. Huang."

He has no plans to ask the government for help for the time being. He has no clue at the moment, and it would be useless to let the government intervene.