Chapter 58 Uprooting the Willow Tree
Shi Yong hadn't expected that Chen Yang would be so audacious as to voluntarily seek out Hong San.
However, this was for the best. Once at Hong San's place, Hong San would avenge him and take Chen Yang's life.
Thinking of this, Shi Yong gritted his teeth in hatred.
He hadn't imagined that Chen Yang, such a good-for-nothing deliveryman, could fight so fiercely, incapacitating him from the start.
Chen Yang's expression was grim. He accelerated, driving Shi Yong's car to a hundred and eighty kilometers per hour, and in a flash, arrived outside a five-story red building on the outskirts of Qingzhou City.
This place was the headquarters of the renowned Sihai Group.
The Sihai Group's business was quite diverse.
What made the Sihai Group famous was its boss, Hong San.
Over a decade ago, there were very few people in Qingzhou City who hadn't heard of Hong San.
Although Master Hong San had retired, his Sihai Group was thriving and well-known throughout Qingzhou City.
The red building housed the most crucial members of the Sihai Group.
From a distance, one could see the building filled with laughter and revelry, with countless scantily clad women walking to and fro.
Besides the abundance of beautiful women, there was a fighting arena, an arcade, the most professional gambling halls, and numerous top chefs. It was a veritable paradise.
Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, then, upon reaching the gate, he instead floored the accelerator. The car roared and smashed directly through the villa's entrance.
With a "boom," the gate instantly gave way as the car burst into the courtyard of the five-story building.
Soon, over twenty bodyguards surrounded the vehicle.
The bodyguards were somewhat surprised to see the car.
"Huh, isn't this Brother Yong's car?"
"What's wrong with Brother Yong? Is he drunk? How dare he smash through Master Hong San's gate?"
"I think Brother Yong is asking for trouble. He's getting more arrogant, relying on Master Hong San's favor and no longer respecting us."
The surrounding guards were whispering amongst themselves.
Chen Yang kicked open the car door and stepped out.
He glanced at the people around him and said, "Tell Hong San to come see me."
The twenty-odd guards were stunned to see Chen Yang. Then, they let out cold sneers, looking at Chen Yang as if he were a madman.
"You brat, are you tired of living? How dare you barge into our Sihai Group's headquarters and presume to call out Master Hong San's name? Who do you think you are?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yang kicked the blue BMW beside him with a loud "bang."
The BMW, weighing two tons, flew up and slammed into over a dozen bodyguards on the right, sending them flying and spitting blood as they collapsed to the ground.
Chen Yang looked up at the red building and said in a cold voice, "Hong San, get down here."
As Chen Yang's voice echoed, hundreds of bodyguards from the red building, armed with various weapons, rushed out from all directions.
Without a word, they attacked Chen Yang.
Chen Yang frowned and, with a surge of strength, grabbed a willow tree in the courtyard, as thick as a man's arm.
With a mighty heave, he uprooted the willow tree.
Lu Zhishen became famous for uprooting the willow tree; Chen Yang, however, did it with ease.
Then, he swung the willow tree with one hand. The arm-thick willow trunk became like the Ruyi Jingu Bang, sweeping through the enemies.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
With a few swings, the hundreds of bodyguards were sent sprawling and defeated by Chen Yang.
At this moment, everyone looked at Chen Yang as if he were a monster.
They knew that the young man before them was far beyond their ability to handle.
All the bodyguards scrambled backward.
Finally,
The main gate opened, and fifteen or sixteen people emerged, with a spirited old man around sixty years old in their midst.
The old man was not very tall, only about 1.6 meters, and he was stooped. His hair was entirely white, but it was dense and stood on end like a hedgehog.
He stared at Chen Yang with anger, then waved his right hand and said, "Old Si, Old Wu, this person is not simple. You two go and apprehend him."
"Yes, Third Brother."
Two old men then stepped forward. They stood with their chests caved in and backs hunched, their faces ruddy, and the muscles in their temples pulsed.
Clearly, they were masters of internal martial arts.
Chen Yang's brow furrowed further at this sight. He hadn't expected Master Hong San's subordinates to include such Grand Circulation realm experts.
It was difficult enough for a person to cultivate into a martial artist, but to reach the Grand Circulation realm was even more challenging.
A person who achieved Grand Circulation strength was respected wherever they went.
Chen Yang hadn't expected these two old men to be willing subordinates to such a scoundrel.
Chen Yang looked at the two and said, "You two possess great skills. If you don't contribute to the country and the people, that's one thing, but to think you would serve a villain here is truly pathetic."
Old Si and Old Wu's expressions turned cold. They looked at Chen Yang and said, "Young man, your strength is considerable, but our affairs are not for a junior like you to meddle in. Today, you are undoubtedly the foremost person in Qingzhou City for daring to storm this place. Now, kneel before Master Hong San and apologize, and perhaps we can spare your life."
Chen Yang burst into laughter upon hearing this and said, "Spare me? How laughable. Today, those who traffic people, harm their compatriots, and collude with the Dark Night Organization, I will not leave a single one alive. Get over here and die."
Old Si and Old Wu's brows furrowed at Chen Yang's words.
They both let out a cold shout, their auras instantly intensifying. They charged at Chen Yang from the left and right.
Their movements were agile, like dragons in motion, so fast they were a blur, making them impossible to track.
The two lunged at Chen Yang, one from each side, sneering, "Young man, let us show you the true power of a Grand Circulation martial artist. Otherwise, you might actually think you can roam the world unchecked."
As the two old men spoke, they unleashed a punch and a kick towards Chen Yang.
However.
The next moment.
Two crisp slapping sounds echoed. Before Old Si and Old Wu could even touch Chen Yang's clothes, they were slapped by Chen Yang.
With the slaps, Old Si and Old Wu were sent flying through the air, crashing heavily to the ground.
Both spat blood simultaneously.
They looked up at Chen Yang in disbelief.
At this moment, their anger at being insulted was replaced by shock and immense fear.
To be slapped like this was far more humiliating than being killed!
Chen Yang's ability to send them flying with a single move indicated that his strength far surpassed theirs, allowing him to achieve such a feat.
The two looked at Chen Yang in astonishment, simultaneously wondering if this young man was a Grandmaster-level expert.
After all, the martial world was divided into Small Circulation, Grand Circulation, and Grandmaster.
There were very few Grandmasters in the entire world. Could this young man in his twenties already be a Grandmaster?