Chapter 143: The Bloody Night

Chen Erpao rampaged through the battlefield, leaving a swathe of fallen enemies in his wake. Even Bonn and Bonxin had sustained injuries.

"Ah Hu, once I push the cars aside, take the opportunity to reverse out and get them to safety first."

Charging toward the rearmost line, Chen Erpao moved his bronze-hued arms like a pair of Grim Reaper's scythes. Without dodging, he met the attacks head-on, the immense force of his blows sending shockwaves that left his enemies' palms nearly numb.

Reaching the two blocked vehicles, he bellowed, "Where is the Crimson Guard? Hold them off for me!"

Six Crimson Guards instantly formed a protective perimeter around him.

Covered in blood and with eyes blazing with fury, Chen Erpao let out a thunderous roar. The luminous glow around his arms intensified as he slammed his palms against the two cars. With a continuous surge of internal energy flowing from within, both vehicles began to shift simultaneously.

Twenty centimeters, fifty centimeters, one meter—the gap widened, but suddenly a long blade materialized from behind, slashing viciously toward him.

Chen Erpao glanced back to see a sharp, short-haired man—apparently a leader of one of the minor gangs—staring at him with cold eyes.

With a swift motion, Chen Erpao brought both hands together and caught the incoming blade right between his palms. The ruthless man turned pale with shock, straining with all his might, but the blade remained completely immobile, as if embedded in a wall of solid copper and iron.

At that moment, the man freed one hand and reached for a short dagger at his waist. Drawing the weapon, it gleamed coldly in the night. Chen Erpao's expression remained unchanged as he delivered a lightning-fast kick.

In the blink of an eye, channeling all his strength into his hands, Chen Erpao snapped the machete with a crisp *clang*. A fragment of the broken blade remained in his palm and shot forth like a falling star tearing across the firmament, leaving only a streak of light in its wake.

The man clutched his throat in agony, unable to stem the relentless flow of blood. Within moments, his hands and chest were soaked in crimson.

Without a moment to lose, Chen Erpao poured his formidable strength back into the two vehicles. One and a half meters, two meters—with a final, earth-shaking roar, the cars violently sprang apart, opening a gap over three meters wide.

Seeing this, the others scrambled aside. Seizing the moment, Wang Hu rapidly reversed through the gap, executed a sharp, flawless drift, and sped away into the distance.

Now unburdened by worries, Chen Erpao acted with complete impunity. Many desired his death, but none possessed the strength to achieve it.

"Kill!"

With the six Crimson Guards joined by Lian Ying and Chen Shao, their eyes grew red with slaughter. Like fierce tigers descending from the mountain, it remained to be seen who was hunting whom. What did a hundred enemies matter? Their blood would still dye his path, and their corpses would still pave his ground.

Bonn and Bonxin, both injured and stripped of most of their combat capabilities, stayed at the very rear, watching the carnage in terror. They had received intelligence that Chen Erpao had arrived in Taiwan with only six companions—several of whom were women—and believed the hundred-odd men they had bought off would be more than enough to handle them.

Who could have expected that additional adversaries would continuously emerge from his side, every single one of them a freak of nature? Combined, they functioned like human combat machines, ruthlessly shredding everything in their path. Chen Erpao, in particular, displayed a terrifying level of power that far surpassed previous accounts; there had never been rumors of him practicing external martial arts capable of rendering him impervious to blades and bullets.

"Fall back! Retreat!" Bonn commanded, helpless and filled with bitter reluctance. He had marched in with absolute confidence to exact revenge and claim glory, only to suffer such a miserable defeat. More importantly, he had no idea whether his manhood would ever function again.

Out of the hundred-odd men, barely forty managed to retreat. The rest lay strewn across the ground, groaning incessantly amidst pools of intersecting blood.

Of their nine-person group, aside from Chen Erpao who remained uninjured, everyone else had sustained varying degrees of minor cuts and bruises, though none were seriously wounded. Standing tall in the night like nine blood-soaked phantoms, they resembled the embodiment of death itself.

"My brothers, can you still fight? Let us slaughter to our hearts' content tonight!"

"Yes, absolutely!"

"I haven't had my fill of killing yet."

Chen Erpao smiled coldly. The Heavenly Alliance had targeted him time and again; if he didn't teach them a bloody lesson tonight, they would never learn their place.

He immediately dialed the phone number Liu Ming had left him not long ago. Their conversation was brief, yet it established a tacit cooperation. Barely ten minutes later, over a hundred men from the Haifeng Hall arrived on the scene.

Today, Chen Erpao intended to completely eradicate the minor gangs bought off by the Heavenly Alliance and ensure that the siblings Bonn and Bonxin met their end. The hundred men from Haifeng Hall were traded for a single promise from Chen Erpao and his Yimen faction: to assist Liu Ming in contending for the leadership of the Four Seas Gang one year hence. Naturally, should they succeed, the benefits reaped by Yimen would extend far beyond that.

The three minor gangs bought by the Heavenly Alliance were the Zhenbei Gang, the Scorpion Gang, and the Tianan Gang. Leading a formidable procession, Chen Erpao and his group first swept through the Zhenbei Gang and the Scorpion Gang, wiping them out with thunderous efficiency. Neither Bonn and Bonxin nor the leaders of those two gangs were found there.

Now, only the Tianan Gang remained, and it was evident they had all fled there for refuge.

At that moment, the Tianan Gang's headquarters was a sea of bustling movement, with the three gang leaders pacing like ants on a hot pan. Tempted by greed, they had allowed themselves to be used as tools, only to bring disaster upon their own heads. The surviving outer members of the annihilated Zhenbei and Scorpion gangs had all been summoned here, combining with the Tianan Gang's remaining forces to form a contingent of just over a hundred men.

Bonn and Bonxin had received preliminary treatment for their injuries, though a remark from the doctor moments ago had left Bonn trapped in a daze. The blade wound inflicted by Chen Erpao had completely shattered his chances of ever reclaiming his masculine vigor. Even if the most stunning and breathtaking woman in the world were to stand before him, he would only be able to watch. This realization drove him to the brink of despair while fueling an extreme, boiling hatred toward Chen Erpao.

The leaders of the Zhenbei Gang, Scorpion Gang, and Tianan Gang were gathered in secret consultation, frequently bringing up the names of the Bonn siblings.

"Sigh! It's all our greed's fault. It ruined us, got our gangs destroyed, and now we can't even protect ourselves. I say we just hand those two siblings over; they're the root cause of all this trouble. We can offer a hefty sum of money as compensation as well," the leader of the Zhenbei Gang—a bearded man—said, his face etched with bitter regret.

The leader of the Scorpion Gang wore an equally grim expression. With only a dozen wounded subordinates left outside, he had fallen overnight from a gang lord to a hunted target; one could only imagine the turmoil in his heart.

"I agree. That might be our only sliver of survival. Who would have guessed the opponent is a ruthless newcomer who recently rose to prominence in Hong Kong, someone even the Heavenly Alliance can't handle? And now that they have Haifeng Hall backing them up here in Keelung, fighting them head-on is a dead end."

Having seemingly reached a consensus, the three gang leaders darkened their expressions and swiftly moved out to take action with their respective subordinates.