Chapter 80 Expansion

Before setting out, everyone concealed their weapons either beneath their clothes or wrapped them in cloth strips. As they neared the territory of the Iron Fist Gang, a patrol squad appeared. At first, this squad, seeing more than two hundred people marching in formation, seemed ready to interrogate them, perhaps even to call for reinforcements, suspecting there were hidden weapons. However, He Hongjun stepped forward and discreetly handed them some money. The patrol, understanding the situation perfectly, left without further trouble.

In the west of the city, gang fights at night were commonplace—no one batted an eye. As long as the disturbances didn't affect the civilians, the authorities turned a blind eye. Just remember to pay the environmental pollution fee the next day, and all would be well.

As soon as the men of the Golden Tiger Gang set foot in Iron Fist territory, they were spotted by members of the Iron Fist Gang.

Iron Fist Gang Headquarters.

“You’re saying the entire Golden Tiger Gang has entered our turf?” Gang Leader Deng Yuan and Deputy Gang Leader Deng Haifeng exchanged glances.

“Damn it, that He Hongjun actually dares to swagger onto our ground? Has he lost his mind?” Deng Haifeng slammed the table, cursing angrily.

The other side had brought the entire Golden Tiger Gang—clearly looking for trouble.

The two gangs were neighbors, and minor friction was common, but He Hongjun had always been suppressed. Now he was brazenly marching in—was he looking for war?

“Let’s go. Take our men out. If he doesn’t give us an explanation today, I’ll make sure he regrets it!” Deng Yuan said in a deep voice.

Soon, Iron Fist Gang members gathered swiftly.

Before the Golden Tiger Gang could reach the Iron Fist headquarters, they were stopped halfway by Iron Fist members.

The two sides met in the middle of a street, filling it from end to end.

“He Hongjun, you’ve got guts, bringing so many people here! Are you trying to start a war?” Deng Haifeng glared angrily, seeing the weapons in the hands of the Golden Tiger Gang members. Yet he was puzzled—did this bastard really intend to fight? Was he deluded?

He Hongjun ignored Deng Haifeng’s shouting and instead whispered to Qin Yi, “Boss, those two are the leader and deputy leader of the Iron Fist Gang!”

“Understood.” Qin Yi looked at the two men across from him and nodded.

At this moment, Deng Haifeng saw He Hongjun whispering to a young man, which made him frown. He glanced at his second uncle, Deng Yuan.

Deng Yuan shook his head, equally unsure what the other side intended.

“Hey, He Hongjun, are you deaf? You just march onto my turf like this—if you don’t give me an explanation, I’ll kill you!” Deng Haifeng said with a grim expression.

“Kill them! Annihilate the Iron Fist Gang!” With a single command, Qin Yi charged straight at the Iron Fist Gang.

“Did you hear that? Follow the boss!” He Hongjun shouted fiercely, joining the assault.

Behind them, the Golden Tiger Gang members saw their leaders rushing forward; they had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

“Boss?”

“Damn it, they really mean to fight! Seeking death!” The sudden outbreak of violence stunned Deng Yuan and his nephew for a moment, but they quickly mobilized.

“Kill them!” Deng Haifeng roared.

Qin Yi led the charge, heading straight for Deng Yuan and Deng Haifeng.

“Bold!” Deng Haifeng saw the young man charging, stepped forward, and slashed with his Tiger-head Saber, the blade gleaming in a swift arc.

Clang!

His powerful strike was intercepted halfway by a dagger.

A tremendous force surged through the saber into his palm, startling him. The impact forcefully knocked his saber aside!

“Not good—a master!” Deng Haifeng’s hair stood on end, and he tried to retreat.

“Five-fold Force!”

A fist enlarged in Deng Haifeng’s pupils.

“So fast!” Deng Haifeng instinctively tried to raise his arm to block.

But before he could lift his arm halfway, he heard the cracking sound of bones shattering in his chest.

His body was sent flying.

Too fast! He barely tried to defend, but was still a step too slow.

Mid-air, the pain finally flared in his chest, his breathing grew weak, life ebbing away...

“What!” Deng Yuan saw his nephew sent flying with a single blow and immediately attacked the figure.

Without hesitation, he unleashed a secret technique.

“Tiger Sever!”

His own Tiger-head Saber flashed, enveloping Qin Yi’s silhouette.

But—

Before the blade light could descend, the figure vanished from his sight.

Danger!

Deng Yuan’s heart was gripped by terror.

Even as he tried to finish his secret move, a flash of silver appeared at his left.

A cold dagger slit his throat.

“Huh... huh...” As the blade light faded, Deng Yuan clutched his bleeding neck in disbelief, collapsing to the ground.

In less than five seconds, the confrontation was over!

The gang members on both sides had barely reached halfway, not yet engaged in close combat. Seeing this, every one of them stood stunned.

“Hiss...” He Hongjun’s mouth hung open.

He had thought his new boss would need ten moves or so to defeat the two Iron Fist leaders, but it took only two!

“Even my senior brother with eighth-stage strength probably couldn’t withstand many moves either!” He Hongjun was shocked—such terrifying speed!

The reason he, with seventh-stage strength, could establish himself in the west of the city without being swallowed by any of the three gangs with eighth-stage masters was that his senior brother, an eighth-stage master, ran a martial arts school in the east. The strongest gangs in the west had to consider his senior brother before making a move. Although his senior brother disapproved of him joining a gang and rarely associated with him, if He Hongjun faced mortal danger, his brother would surely help.

Originally, He Hongjun had planned to ask his brother to help deal with Qin Feng after the fact. Now, it seemed he'd be better off serving obediently under this new boss.

“The leaders of the Iron Fist Gang are dead! Surrender and you will not be killed!” He Hongjun shouted loudly as he regained his composure.

Iron Fist Gang members, seeing their leaders slain in an instant, were still in shock. Hearing the promise of mercy for surrender, many minds began to stir.

In gang life, once the leader dies, it’s routine to join the victors rather than fight to the death—no one would die for a dead boss!

The Golden Tiger Gang, meanwhile, was invigorated.

“Don’t surrender! Break through! Surrendering won’t end well!” A few diehards among the Iron Fist Gang led some to attempt an escape.

“Stop them! Take them down!” Without waiting for Qin Yi’s command, He Hongjun started directing his men.

Chaos erupted.

Some surrendered, some tried to break through, some were hunted down...