龜田龍崎’s rapid charge led him to step on soap. His bulky body toppled backward, yet his momentum propelled him forward, sending him flying out of the bathhouse door.
Meanwhile, the guesthouse owner, Mr. Wang, was stunned. He had been on the verge of despair, facing the other party’s coercion. He had made a difficult decision: even if it meant closing his business, he wouldn’t let his daughter suffer any indignity. He would simply take her back to China.
Just then, he heard a commotion from the fishpond, as if it had exploded. Then, a large group of tattooed gangsters, stark naked, emerged in single file.
Their faces were filled with terror as they fled for their lives, afraid that a moment’s delay would cost them their lives. Several even rushed out of the guesthouse without a stitch of clothing, running onto the street.
Some were shouting, “Snake, a big snake!” while others were desperately crying for help.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the bathhouse had fled. Mr. Wang’s mind was a mess. He decided to go into the bathhouse to see what had happened.
However, before he could even reach the bathing area, he saw a bulky figure, like a charging wild boar, rush out from within. The back of the man’s head slammed heavily onto the ground, and he immediately passed out!
Mr. Wang took a closer look and realized the unconscious man was none other than Kameda Ryūzaki, the leader of the Catfish Gang. He felt a chill run down his spine, certain that something serious had occurred inside.
Mustering his courage, Mr. Wang entered the bathing area. There were some bloodstains on the ground, which spread into the hot spring pool where Kameda Ryūzaki had been soaking. Other than that, there seemed to be no abnormalities, nor any sign of snakes.
It was then that Mr. Wang saw Ling Tian sitting by the shower area, rinsing himself with the showerhead.
Mr. Wang hurried over and said to Ling Tian, “Mr. Wang, what happened here just now? Why did all those gangsters run away? They were shouting about a snake, did you see a snake?”
Ling Tian, as if nothing had happened, shook his head and continued to wash himself.
“There was no snake. Those people were probably drunk and hallucinating collectively. Mr. Wang, please clean this bathhouse thoroughly, especially that pool. I saw that fat man fall and his teeth landed in the pool!”
Mr. Wang was completely bewildered. He couldn’t understand why Ling Tian was so calm, while the people outside were like stray dogs.
So, Mr. Wang found a shovel and inspected the entire bathing area, inside and out. He didn’t see even a shadow of a snake. Of course, he couldn’t have seen it, because the giant snake had already been recalled by Ling Tian into his spiritual realm.
By the time Ling Tian changed and emerged from the bathing area, everyone outside was gone. Kameda Ryūzaki, who had fallen unconscious, had already been dragged away by his subordinates.
Mr. Wang, holding the shovel, followed Ling Tian, looking utterly dejected.
After a long while, he bit his lip and said with difficulty to Ling Tian, “Mr. Wang, I am very sorry. You should leave first thing tomorrow morning. All your accommodation fees here will be waived. Tomorrow, I will close this shop. Such a major incident occurred here, and the Catfish Gang will surely not let me off! I will close the shop tomorrow and leave with my daughter!”
Ling Tian turned around, extended his right hand, and patted Mr. Wang on the shoulder.
“Mr. Wang, don’t worry. I promise you, no one will bother you again. The Catfish Gang will soon become history, a pile of dead fish!”
After speaking, Ling Tian went directly into his room, leaving Mr. Wang standing there in a daze.
Ling Tian took out his phone and called Xuanyuan Thirteen. Before long, Xuanyuan Thirteen sent Ling Tian a document containing detailed information about the Catfish Gang. Their gang had over fifty members, with their headquarters located in a warehouse at a fishing port by the sea in Fukuoka, about a thirty-minute drive from the guesthouse.
A thought flashed through Ling Tian’s mind, and the bathrobe he was wearing vanished. It was replaced by a black, form-fitting suit. With another thought, he disappeared from his spot, entering the adjacent space, and then, through his spiritual realm, he appeared directly on the street.
He hailed a taxi and went straight to the dock area. Using his phone, Ling Tian quickly located the warehouse. The warehouse was quite large, covering more than ten acres. Besides the warehouse, there were also some dormitories.
A thought flashed through Ling Tian’s mind, and a green fish-head mask was placed on his head. In his hands were two Muramasa demon blades! In fact, strictly speaking, these two blades were no longer Muramasa demon blades. Ling Tian had re-smelted them in the blacksmith shop within his spiritual realm, adding many precious metal materials. Now, each blade weighed over three kilograms, almost double the weight of a normal Muramasa demon blade, greatly enhancing their strength!
The gate to the warehouse yard was closed. Ling Tian flew up and delivered three kicks, which struck the large iron gate.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
The iron gate was kicked with a deafening sound and then collapsed with a roar. Ling Tian swaggered in.
It was already midnight. The sound of the kicked gate was incredibly loud and carried far. The Catfish Gang disciples on duty and patrolling inside the warehouse all rushed over upon hearing the commotion!
They were stunned to see the strange figure before them, as his attire was too bizarre, especially the green fish-head mask, which looked utterly ridiculous. And the two sharp Muramasa demon blades in Ling Tian’s hands clearly indicated that this person was not here for a friendly visit in the middle of the night!
“Baka, who are you!”
The leading Catfish Gang disciple, wielding a Japanese sword, fiercely questioned Ling Tian.
“There are too many scumbags in this world, polluting the environment. I am an environmentalist, and my philosophy is to eliminate scumbags!”
“Baka, you die!”
The Catfish Gang disciple was enraged by Ling Tian’s words. He immediately charged forward with his sword, aiming to slash at Ling Tian’s head.
Ling Tian’s figure flickered, and he dodged the blow. Then, with a swift movement of his hand, he struck!
The sharp Muramasa demon blades sliced across the man’s shoulders, and his arms were severed at the shoulders!
“Ah!” The Catfish Gang disciple screamed in pain and immediately fainted. At this moment, his stunned companions beside him suffered the same fate.
Thus, Ling Tian, wielding his dual blades, bloodied the entire camp. He didn’t waste words upon seeing anyone; he simply struck with his blades, severing his opponents’ arms and turning them into crippled wretches.