63: Chuxiong is here

"Long Wu, pick up that dead dog and let's go downstairs."

Lin Chuan's tone was terrifyingly calm. As he spoke, he casually stuffed two unopened boxes of playing cards from the table into his trench coat pocket.

They were his weapons and the source of his confidence.

"Boss, we're coming too!"

Although Qiang Zi's legs were still shaking, he still tightly gripped an empty wine bottle and shouted with his neck strained.

The girls behind him, who had been screaming in terror just moments ago, now wore tragic and solemn expressions, as if they were prepared to follow him to their deaths.

"With just your amateur skills?"

Lin Chuan shook his head, a somewhat helpless smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Stay up here and keep the door locked."

"If a real fight breaks out, weapons have no eyes. Long Wu and I won't be able to look after you."

"I'm not staying!"

Officer Su Qingyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stepped forward.

Her stunning face now bore a look of resolute heroism.

"Lin Chuan, I'm going down with you!"

"Don't be ridiculous," Lin Chuan frowned.

"I'm not being ridiculous!" Officer Su Qingyi grabbed Lin Chuan's arm. Although her voice was still trembling slightly, her gaze was exceptionally firm.

"I'm a police officer! And..."

She bit her lower lip, as if it took all her strength to mention the identity she usually rejected.

"My father is Su Dingbang!"

"He's the Deputy Director of the Municipal Bureau in charge of criminal investigation!"

"No matter how lawless these thugs are, they'll have to show some restraint when they see me!"

"With me here, they won't dare to open fire recklessly!"

Lin Chuan looked at her, and the softest part of his heart was deeply touched.

This silly girl.

She was planning to use herself as a human shield!

In this chaotic era, when gangs were seeing red in a fight, who would care whose daughter you were?

But seeing the unquestionable look in her eyes, Lin Chuan knew he couldn't stop her.

"Fine."

Lin Chuan reached back and took her cold little hand, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Then stay close to me, don't leave my side for a second."

...In the stairwell, there was a deathly silence.

Only the sound of Long Wu's heavy footsteps and the scraping sound of him dragging Meng Fei like a dead dog could be heard.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was like war drums beating in everyone's hearts.

The revolving door in the first-floor lobby had long been smashed by the people outside, leaving glass shards scattered everywhere.

The moment they stepped out of the door frame—

Vroom—!!!

A dozen powerful headlight beams instantly stabbed toward them like swords!

At that moment, the entire world seemed to lose its color in that stark whiteness.

Lin Chuan squinted his eyes, his body instinctively shielding Officer Su Qingyi.

This was a stage.

A gladiator arena paid for in flesh and blood.

"Dad!!! Dad!!!"

Meng Fei, who was being held in mid-air by Long Wu like a piece of trash, let out a heart-wrenching wail when he saw the familiar rows of the motorcade.

"Save me!!! They cut my hamstrings!!"

"My hand is broken too!! Dad!! It hurts so much!!"

This cry was like a ladle of cold water poured into a pot of boiling oil.

The dense crowd opposite them instantly erupted.

Standing on top of a jeep, Meng Guangcai saw his son's miserable state, being dragged like a mollusk, and his fleshy face instantly turned the color of a purple eggplant!

The bloodshot veins in his eyes were almost bursting!

"Xiao Fei!!!"

Meng Guangcai let out a roar like an injured wild bear.

He suddenly pulled a sawed-off double-barreled shotgun from his waist—the ultimate weapon of that time, a scattergun!

The dark muzzle pointed directly at Lin Chuan!

"You little brat!! Take your filthy hands off him!!"

"You dare touch my son!! I think you really don't want to live anymore!!"

But he was just barking.

After all, his son was in their hands. Long Wu's palm, as large as a cattail fan, was clamped around Meng Fei's neck; with just a little force, he could choke the life out of him.

He was afraid to strike the rat lest he break the vase!

"Don't want to live?"

Lin Chuan stood in the intense light, the hem of his trench coat flapping in the night wind.

Facing dozens of weapons pointed at him, there wasn't even a ripple of emotion on his face.

"Meng Guangcai, right?"

"What were you shouting downstairs just now?"

"You're going to burn down the houses in Red Mangrove Village? And throw my whole family into a well?"

Lin Chuan's voice wasn't loud, but in this extremely quiet standoff, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

It was even more heart-stopping than Meng Guangcai's earlier shouting through the megaphone.

Because this was true killing intent.

"That's right!!"

Meng Guangcai gritted his teeth, his face full of ferocity.

"You release Xiao Fei right now! Then break your own arms and crawl over here on your knees!!"

"Otherwise!"

"Your parents! Your poor relatives! Not a single one will live!!!"

Lin Chuan smiled.

That smile was as bright as a boy next door.

But Officer Su Qingyi felt a bone-chilling coldness emanating from Lin Chuan.

"Fine."

"Since you put it that way."

Lin Chuan nonchalantly reached out and took the left arm of the already paralyzed and terrified Meng Fei from Long Wu.

That arm's hand bones had already been crushed by him upstairs, but it was still attached to the shoulder.

"Then I'll collect some interest first."

Before his voice had even faded.

Crack!!!

A cringeworthy snap exploded in the night air.

It wasn't a dislocation.

It was a literal, brute-force snapping of the bone!

Jagged white bone shards pierced right through the sleeve of Meng Fei's expensive suit, exposing themselves!

Awoooo—!!!

Meng Fei let out a scream that no longer sounded human. His body convulsed violently, and his eyes rolled back, nearly passing out from the pain.

"You!!!"

Meng Guangcai was stunned.

The fifty or sixty thugs around him were also stunned.

What kind of person was this?

Facing so many muzzles and such threats, he actually dared to act?!

And with such ruthlessness?!

"I will definitely have your life!!!"

Meng Guangcai had completely lost it.

He couldn't help but want to pull the trigger. Just at that moment—

Rumble, rumble—

The ground suddenly began to vibrate.

At the end of the street corner, three black behemoths suddenly turned out!

They were three of the latest W140 models, commonly known as the tiger head benz!

In those years, these things were the ultimate symbol of power and status, more intimidating than tanks!

Behind them followed a dozen grass-green 212 jeeps, as well as those large trucks specifically used for transporting soldiers!

A motorcade of fully twenty or thirty vehicles drove over with a rumbling sound, carrying an aura that crushed everything in its path!

Before the vehicles had even come to a full stop—

Clatter, clatter!

All the car doors opened.

Over a hundred burly men in black suits and sunglasses jumped down.

The most terrifying part was...

These people weren't holding machetes or pickaxe handles.

They were all carrying Flush five-shot shotguns!

There were even a few more lethal submachine guns!

This kind of equipment and these unified movements clearly belonged to a well-trained private militia!

A direct counter-encirclement!

They surrounded Meng Guangcai's small force like the filling of a dumpling!

Meng Guangcai's men instantly lost their nerve.

Compared to this regular army, their group was just a disorganized rabble!

At that moment, the door of the lead tiger head benz opened.

A foot wearing a traditional cloth shoe stepped onto the ground.

Then, dressed in a Tang suit and possessing a mountain-like majesty, Chu Xiong stepped out.

On his left was Chu Tianbiao, wearing a leather jacket and looking fierce.

On his right was Chu Yueli, in a white qipao, looking breathtakingly beautiful.

When these three stood there, the night in Harbin seemed to freeze.

That was the aura of true moguls!

Meng Guangcai was stunned.

The gun he was holding trembled slightly.

This was... Master Chu?!

The 'Old Buddha' of the Chu family?!

What was he doing here?

A figure of this level hadn't personally entered the fray for many years.

In a flash of lightning.

A sudden spark of inspiration hit Meng Guangcai's not-so-bright brain.

That's right!

Hadn't he just recently used some connections to get in touch with the Chu family?

He wanted to get involved in some cross-border trading business with Russia and wanted to use the Chu family's routes at the border.

Had the Chu family agreed to cooperate?

Hearing that someone was trashing my place, did they specifically bring people to back me up?!

I knew it!

I, Meng Guangcai, am also a figure in Harbin. Master Chu must value my strength!

It must be so!

Once he thought of this, Meng Guangcai's eggplant-colored face instantly brightened like a spring breeze.

It was the ecstasy of going from hell to heaven!

"Hahahahaha!!"

Meng Guangcai laughed wildly toward the sky, completely losing himself in his triumph.

He even lowered the gun in his hand slightly, pointing it at Lin Chuan with a face full of ferocity and the arrogance of a petty man who had achieved his aim.

"Brat!! Do you see this?!"

"You're finished!! Completely finished!!"

"Even Master Chu has personally brought people to help me!!"

"This is heritage! This is connections!!"

"What do you, a poor country boy, have to fight me with?!"

"These people Master Chu brought are his true personal guard! Each of them could drown you with a single spit!"

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Snapping my son's arm, was it?"

"I'm telling you! Later, I'm going to chop off all four of your limbs! And feed them to the dogs!!"