The hunting dog and the old cat were Yu Min and Nie Boyan, respectively.
Both men were seasoned old police officers with good combat skills, but they were captured by the other side while investigating the Minghuang Club.
This led Chen Fan to believe that the Brotherhood was more likely to be involved.
Fan Songnian was the local overlord of Yuzhou City, and he naturally had many capable fighters under his command. However, the ability to see through the hunting dog and the old cat was beyond the skill level of ordinary street fighters.
Since the hunting dog and the old cat had not returned for a long time, Chen Fan and his group were not far from the Minghuang Club.
The Huayun residential area was also not too far from the Minghuang Club. In about ten minutes, Chen Fan arrived at Huayun residential area.
The gate of the residential area had not yet been repaired, and there was no security system. After a glance, Chen Fan said, "You get out of the car!"
"I'm going in with you."
Xiang Jingshu insisted.
"Are you sure?" Chen Fan asked.
Xiang Jingshu pulled out a gun, cocked it with a click, and said, "I'll cover your back and provide cover. Don't underestimate me, I'm a black belt."
Chen Fan pondered for a moment, and said no more, driving into the residential area.
Xiang Jingshu's insistence seemed unnecessary to him.
However, she was his adjutant, and it wouldn't hurt for her to witness real danger.
Driving into the residential area, which was still surrounded by nets and in the final stages of construction, they circled around for a while before finding the entrance to the underground parking lot, as they didn't know where it was.
Looking up, the entrance to the underground parking lot was pitch black, with no guards. It didn't look like anyone was there at all.
"Is this it? There's no one here."
Xiang Jingshu was already nervous, clutching her gun and asking.
"I don't know any more than you do!" Chen Fan replied.
He said this, but he didn't hesitate and drove into the underground parking lot.
There were no lights in the garage, and it was still dark. The car lights illuminated the support pillars, making the underground garage look particularly eerie.
Chen Fan didn't stop and drove straight ahead.
As they drove to the depths of the garage, illuminated by the lights, two bare-chested men were found tied up and hanging in the open space of the garage.
Chen Fan stopped the car.
With a few clicks, a string of car lights hidden in the darkness turned on, shining on Chen Fan's car, blinding him.
Xiang Jingshu couldn't see anything for a moment and quickly covered her eyes with her hands.
Chen Fan ignored her and got out of the car.
The lights focused on him, making it impossible for him to see what was behind the car lights.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to be you, Chen Tianjiao!"
A voice rang out, the same voice from the phone call earlier, which sounded somewhat familiar to Chen Fan.
"I thought it was Ye Yunchen, that remnant of the Sihai Gang. I didn't expect it to be you. Have you already colluded with Ye Yunchen?"
Chen Fan could hear the breathing sounds around him. He thought for a moment and then suddenly shouted, "Spider?"
"Heh heh!"
The voice let out a perverted laugh. "As expected of our Invincible God of War, the Undefeated Heavenly King. You've figured it out after all."
"That's right, I am Spider. We're old acquaintances. You really haven't disappointed me!"
The voice was ethereal, clearly on the move.
Under the dazzling car lights, Chen Fan could see shadows flickering around, standing behind cars and support pillars, making it impossible to determine which one was Spider.
"Chen Tianjiao, it's really difficult to do anything to you in Kyoto."
"But you actually came to Yucheng. Today is the day of your death!"
"I'd like to know how you plan to kill me?"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Since you know it's me, then let them go."
"Let them go?"
Spider chuckled and suddenly ordered, "Open fire!"
Instantly, specks of muzzle flashes appeared.
This was a trap. Once Chen Fan's identity was confirmed, Spider was determined to eliminate him.
The crackling of gunfire erupted, filling the enclosed underground garage like a barrage of firecrackers, deafeningly loud.
At this moment, Chen Fan's body flashed, and he floated up like a phantom.
Under the illumination of the lights, his figure stretched and distorted like a paper cutout, then suddenly disappeared into the light.
Bullets flew, hitting the pillars and scattering everywhere.
But the next moment, Chen Fan's figure was in the darkness, and with a raise of his hand, figures were torn apart.
With muffled groans, the smell of blood quickly spread.
Beside a Toyota, a man holding a submachine gun and spraying bullets suddenly felt his vision distort. Everything seemed to have changed. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that the angle from which he was seeing things had rotated 180 degrees.
Then, he heard the sound of his own neck snapping.
He also saw the companion standing beside him being split in half, severed by an indescribable invisible force.
His consciousness ended there.
Chen Fan plunged into the darkness, his movements like lightning, unstoppable.
These gunmen had fierce firepower, but to him, they posed no threat whatsoever.
Having navigated through countless rain of bullets, he had a natural evasive reaction. Though the bullets might have been too fast for him to see, his keen senses and instinctive reactions allowed him to react beforehand.
This was an extraordinary ability honed through countless journeys and survival in barrages of gunfire.
With every movement, he released his internal energy, killing the gunmen one by one.
Killing people like cutting grass!
The gunfire suddenly weakened.
Like a leopard pouncing, Chen Fan landed behind a pickup truck and twisted another man's neck.
But at this moment, he felt a premonition and turned around abruptly.
A flash of blade light shot out like lightning, silent and swift. The three-inch blade light on the edge of the blade was indestructible.
Behind the blade was a dark, shifting, yet ferocious and distorted face.
Chen Fan raised the person in his hand to block.
With a thud, the corpse whose neck he had just broken was pierced through. The blade light actually passed through the corpse.
However, it was finally blocked and could not pierce Chen Fan.
Failing to strike, the person retreated rapidly like a ghost.
Chen Fan threw the corpse in his hand, and it hit a car. The person had already disappeared into the darkness.
Chen Fan flashed his body and pursued, and two figures flashed past, pointing their guns at Chen Fan and firing.
However, with a wave of Chen Fan's hand, the gunfire, which had just begun, was abruptly silenced.
Chen Fan continued to chase forward.
But the next moment, he suddenly retreated.
With a roar, a grenade exploded two meters in front of him, erupting in a fierce flame.
It was fortunate that Chen Fan had retreated quickly enough, otherwise, he would have been caught in the explosion.
"Heh heh, Chen Tianjiao, you are indeed very strong. Killing you will be the most triumphant achievement of my life as Spider!"
Chen Fan changed direction and continued to eliminate the other gunmen.
Spider was a skilled martial artist, proficient in combat techniques and assassination. Killing him in this environment was not easy. Chen Fan decided to deal with the other gunmen first.
A few breaths later, as he blasted a gunman, a gust of wind suddenly rose behind him.
A leg, as if forged of iron, struck with the sound of wind and thunder, attacking suddenly.
Chen Fan blocked with both arms.
With a bang, the powerful kick was blocked by him.
But then, with immense force, another leg came flying at him.
Chen Fan's body shrank to avoid it.
With a bang, this kick hit a pillar.
A large chunk of concrete on the pillar shattered and flew out.
"Heh heh!" The sinister laughter sounded again, and the glint of the blade stabbed from behind Chen Fan, attacking from both sides.
Chen Fan's body trembled, and a terrifying power surged within him. He slapped back with his palm, batting away the blade.
"You're seeking death!"
He grunted and kicked the oncoming leg.
The master of the excellent kicking technique let out a muffled groan and retreated.
Chen Fan took a step forward and lunged horizontally.
But a figure flashed in his sight, and muzzle flashes appeared.
A sense of crisis surged within him, and Chen Fan spun his body, ducking behind a pillar.
"Retreat!"
Spider's voice came.
As Chen Fan flashed out, several figures had already silently slipped away into the distance.
By Chen Fan's car, Xiang Jingshu poked her head out and fired a few shots in that direction.
But Spider and the others were all masters, and not a single shot hit them.
As for the remaining gunmen, the few who had escaped were now desperately fleeing.