Chapter 1403 Destroying Ge Feipeng
Screams echoed. Every move Chen Xuan made resulted in either death or severe injury. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight lives were lost. Everyone was terrified, trembling and afraid to advance.
Chen Xuan was covered in blood, but it was all from others.
"Charge, continue!"
Chen Xuan yelled, but instead of advancing, they retreated several steps in fear.
"Since you won't advance, I'll make my move!"
Before his words even finished, Chen Xuan lunged forward. Those people turned and fled in terror. Regardless of Ge Feipeng's frantic shouts, they didn't look back.
Chen Xuan didn't pursue them relentlessly, knowing Ge Feipeng was the primary target.
He stared coldly at Ge Feipeng, "Are you still going to draw?"
"Kid, don't try to scare me. Hand over the painting quickly, or we're not done!"
Ge Feipeng said coldly.
He was actually starting to feel intimidated. He was feared because of his ruthless methods, but the ruthless methods Chen Xuan was now displaying seemed even more formidable than his own.
*Crack!*
Chen Xuan directly snapped Ge Feipeng's neck. "You can go find him in hell!"
Ge Feipeng's companions tried to escape, but Chen Xuan flicked several silver needles, pinning them in place. Chen Xuan walked over, snapped their necks, and then set fire to all the corpses, incinerating them.
After finishing all this, Chen Xuan got into his car and drove away ostentatiously.
Ge Feipeng's phone, which had fallen to the ground, kept ringing. The screen displayed an incoming call from the War King.
Chen Xuan was driving towards the Saint Palace Villa, but after not going too far, he suddenly received a call from Cao Gang, the head of the Cao family.
On the phone, Cao Gang cried out, "Mr. Chen, help!"
"What happened to you?"
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow, suddenly recalling that today was supposed to be a day of danger for Cao Gang. "Where are you?"
"I'm on a small road in the eastern suburbs. Mr. Chen, I hope you can save me!"
Cao Gang shouted.
"Eastern suburbs? Send me your location, and I'll be there immediately!"
Soon, Chen Xuan received the location sent by Cao Gang. Seeing that it wasn't far from his current position, Chen Xuan immediately turned the car around and rushed over.
At this moment, in the eastern suburbs!
The weather today wasn't good, with a strong wind blowing and the air filled with the scent of blood.
On a small hillside, several men in suits lay scattered, all with knife wounds. From their condition, it seemed they had been dead for some time.
The wind howled like ghosts, and the surroundings were filled with a desolate aura!
Not far away, several masked men in black, wielding large swords and with fierce eyes, seemed to be searching for someone!
"Where is Cao Gang?"
"Why can't I see him?"
Suddenly, the masked men in black stopped. The leader said coldly.
"Brother, we clearly saw him walk this way, but now he's nowhere to be found..."
A subordinate whispered.
"Useless, what good are you?"
"Yes, yes, Brother is right to reprimand us!"
"Stop the nonsense, find him for me quickly! We absolutely cannot let Cao Gang escape today, otherwise the Cao family's revenge will be more severe than a storm. Remember, bring him back alive!"
"Yes!"
"You few, search to the east. You go that way, and you few go the other way..."
The group split into several teams, rushing out in all directions.
...
Beneath a sloping embankment, surrounded by lush vegetation that rustled slightly, two figures could be seen. They were Cao Gang, the head of the Cao family, and Steward Shen.
Cao Gang was covered in blood, his chest seemed to have been struck by a palm. He clutched his chest, his deathly pale face filled with pain.
Steward Shen was also in a bad state, having sustained a knife wound to his thigh, which had already bled through and soaked his entire leg!
"Steward Shen, how are you?"
Cao Gang asked in a low voice.
Steward Shen cautiously looked around. "I don't see anyone following. They probably haven't discovered us. We're safe for now."
Cao Gang breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I hope we can hold on until Mr. Chen arrives."
Steward Shen hesitated, feeling that he shouldn't say this, but also that it wasn't appropriate not to at this time. He said in a deep voice, "Patriarch Cao, I think we should report to the authorities quickly and let the government rescue us. Relying on Mr. Chen now is probably not feasible. After all, Mr. Chen is only one person."
"And the bandits we're facing are vicious and bloodthirsty. All your bodyguards have been killed. How can one person like Mr. Chen fight so many bandits?"
"You don't understand. Mr. Chen is no ordinary person."
Cao Gang said firmly.
"But... how about this, we report to the authorities as well, two plans. Even if Mr. Chen can't make it, we still have the government."
"Alright."
Cao Gang hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Steward Shen then took out his phone and quietly dialed the number to report to the authorities.
Time ticked by, but no one came to their rescue, and the two became anxious.
Suddenly, Cao Gang's phone rang.
Cao Gang quickly picked up his phone and saw it was an unknown number. He suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly silenced the phone, but it was too late.
A cold laugh came from above. "So you were hiding here. No wonder we couldn't find you!"
Cao Gang looked up and saw four masked men in black standing at the bottom of the hill above, staring at them through the grass with cold eyes.
Cao Gang and Steward Shen, like startled birds, immediately wanted to get up, but the intense pain from their injuries made them grimace. However, they no longer cared about anything else, supporting each other and fleeing for their lives!
Neither of them knew martial arts, so how could they compare to those ferocious bandits?
Before they could get far, they felt a blur in their vision. Several masked men in black appeared in their sight, their eyes like those of lambs awaiting slaughter.
"Patriarch Cao, I advise you to cooperate with us. You might be able to keep a small life."
A black-clothed man said sinisterly.
"You won't make me your puppet! I tell you, I'd rather die than be your puppet and hand over the Cao family's centuries-old foundation!"
Cao Gang shouted in anger, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Patriarch Cao, since that's the case, you'll have to come with us. We have over a hundred types of torture in our prison. We can go through them one by one. We have plenty of time, and I believe after a few rounds, Patriarch Cao will willingly agree!"
The black-clothed man sneered.
After speaking, he signaled, and two of the men beside him stepped forward towards Cao Gang.
Steward Shen, with a sudden surge of courage, rushed forward.
"Seeking death!"
*Pfft!*
A sharp blade directly pierced Steward Shen's abdomen. Steward Shen's expression changed instantly, but he endured the pain, gripping the black-clothed man tightly with both hands and shouting, "Cao... Patriarch Cao, run quickly!"
As he spoke, Steward Shen coughed up a large amount of blood.
"Steward Shen!" Patriarch Cao cried out, his face full of grief.
"Screw you, you dog!"
The black-clothed man found himself unable to break free from Steward Shen's grip.
Patriarch Cao knew Steward Shen was saving him. Filled with grief, he fled for his life!
But how could he escape?
Another black-clothed man flashed past, blocking Patriarch Cao's path. "Patriarch Cao, it seems you'll have to endure some suffering!"
Just as Patriarch Cao was in despair, a chilling voice suddenly rang out, "Stop right there!"