Ahead lay a dense, dark crowd, a sea of heads moving about. However, the pool hall had limited space, allowing only three people to enter side-by-side at the entrance. With the door closed, several men stood guard, brandishing their machetes, effectively holding off a thousand men.
However, Ma Houzi has mobilized a large number of people this time, which means he doesn't want to play around with Ji Yang anymore and wants to wipe him out directly.
At this moment, the main entrance of the billiard hall had been kicked open, and Jin Xing Hei Zi and his gang were guarding the entrance, wielding machetes and fighting with Ma Houzi's men.
Jin Xing and his men had the advantage of terrain inside. No matter how hard Ma Houzi's men charged, only three or four could get in at a time, and one or two of them would be injured by Jin Xing's group in a flurry of blows. The attack then slowed down, and the wounded of Ma Houzi's men went out to be bandaged, while Jin Xing's men also lost seven or eight brothers, who had to be carried into the billiard hall.
The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for half an hour. Jin Xing and the others' arms were numb. They mechanically raised their knives and then brought them down hard. Their hands gripping the machetes seemed to be bound together with the blades, and they slashed and hacked wildly at the people rushing in...
Ma Houzi, sitting in a car outside the crowd with Dao Duo and his father's men beside him, glanced at the time and then at the battle situation. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, Ji Yang's got some nerve! We've only got an hour, gotta hurry up..."
Dao Duo said, "Brother Ma, why don't I go instead..."
"Phew..." Monkey Ma shook his head. Last time, he had a cut on his face and was hit hard on the bottom with a knee. Although he didn't know it was Chen Chu who did it, the kid was a bit like someone who had been bitten by a snake once and was afraid of ropes for ten years. He wasn't afraid of these things when he was young, but once people get older, they are afraid of death. The older they get, the more afraid they are of death.
With a master like Dao Duo by his side, he felt confident.
"It's alright, just tell the brothers to give it their all. Tell them that whoever chops up Ji Yang will get 200,000 yuan!"
The message was relayed, and someone shouted, "Brothers, give it your all! Brother Ma said whoever cuts down Ji Yang gets 200,000!"
A generous reward will surely attract brave men, especially with 200,000 yuan. Back in 2000, 200,000 yuan could buy three apartments of over 70 square meters each in Hancheng.
They can marry three beautiful girls, so what are these scoundrels doing all day? For showing off? For women? In the end, isn't it all for freedom and making some money?
If you had 200,000 yuan in 2000, you could say you wouldn't have to worry about the rest of your life. You could buy three apartments to rent out, or put it in a fixed-term deposit account in the bank. Back then, interest rates were relatively high; if you put 200,000 yuan in a fixed-term deposit account, you would earn about 20,000 yuan in interest in a year. Prices were also cheap back then, so 20,000 yuan a year would be enough to live on...
These thugs, as if injected with stimulants, charged towards the billiard hall like a herd of mad bulls. This time, needless to say, the already dilapidated main entrance of the billiard hall was almost collapsing under the impact of the crowd. The thick beams that formed the doorposts next to the main entrance were already swaying precariously.
This time, Jin Xing and his group really couldn't hold on any longer. After all, the other side had more people, and with the gimmick of 200,000, this group was like a bunch of desperate criminals, charging in frantically, unafraid even when facing the machetes of Jin Xing's group.
The monkey behind him was also smug, thinking to himself, "What brothers, what boss? When it comes down to it, it's all about money. Why were these bastards charging like crazy just now? They were working like their lives depended on it. When they said 200,000, damn it, these animals went crazy."
Just as the monkey was feeling smug, chaos suddenly broke out behind the crowd.
A dark figure leaped high into the air and began wildly slashing at his men, managing to cut down four or five of them in no time...
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The one who did the stabbing was Chen Chu.
However, Chen Chu was also a little confused. He had attacked people from behind before, but it was just kicking someone or giving them a punch. This was the first time he had ever swung a knife at someone from behind.
There's a first time for everything. The first time is always nerve-wracking and impulsive, followed by numbness.
Chen Chu's knife fell heavily, but he was still careful. If the knife had struck the back of the person's head, it would have killed them instantly. As Chen Chu's knife fell, it veered downwards. Even so, the knife, now marked, still sliced off half of the person's ear and landed straight on the person's shoulder.
"Ah..." The intense pain made the man scream in agony. Half of his ear was sliced off, and blood spurted out immediately. Along with the intense pain in his shoulder, the man instinctively covered his ear with his hand, while the machete in his other hand fell to the ground. The pain made him turn around sharply and slash at Chen Chu behind him.
Chen Chu's machete was still strapped to his shoulder, which meant that Chen Chu's machete was tied to his right arm. Otherwise, the force of the sudden turn in pain would have pulled the machete out of his hand.
The man pointed at Chen Chu, whose mouth and nose were covered with a black cloth: "You...you..."
"You son of a bitch..." Chen Chu was going all out, forcefully pulling the cleaver outwards with his right hand while simultaneously kicking out with his foot: "Go to hell!"
Due to the force of the impact, Chen Chu kicked out and pulled the cleaver back with his right arm. However, he used too much force and staggered back three or four steps. After regaining his footing, he swung the cleaver out again.
Before the group could react, Chen Chu swung his machete at the second man, hoping to kill as many as possible.
Chen Chu's cleaver fell, slashing diagonally down the man's back. The man cried out in pain, feeling a cool sensation on his back, followed by the flow of hot blood. He wiped his hand and found it covered in blood. The pain in his back made him howl loudly.
"Call me your mother!" Chen Chu cursed under his breath, already close to the man, his left hand stabbing the dagger deep into the man's abdomen.
Although daggers are not long, they are the most dangerous weapons in close combat. An inch longer means an inch more power, and an inch shorter means an inch more danger. In close combat, daggers are the most effective weapons.
The dagger pierced the man's lower abdomen, and the dagger had a deep blood groove. Chen Chu quickly pulled it out as soon as it went in, otherwise the blood would congeal and it would be difficult to pull it out.
The man stared intently at the masked Chen Chu, clutching his abdomen with both hands and letting out a cry of pain. He lay on the ground, a blood-stained hand still pointing directly at Chen Chu.
The two men were knocked down, and the surrounding thugs were awakened. As they turned around, Chen Chu swung his machete at the third man, but this time the knife missed and struck the man's neck instead. Blood gushed out, and the man collapsed to the ground.
Chen Chu ignored everything and immediately ran towards the fourth person. By this time, the crowd had already noticed him and was somewhat flustered. When the man saw the machete coming, he held up the stick above his head. Chen Chu slashed the man's steel pipe with the machete, producing a crisp clang of metal colliding, and sparks flew as the machete struck the steel pipe.
Chen Chu's hand was also a little numb from the impact. After all, he was using a machete, and he was at a disadvantage when he chopped at the steel pipe with such force.
Chen Chu groaned, enduring the pain, using his right hand to support himself on the steel pipe with a machete, while his left hand wielded a dagger that swiftly and viciously pierced the man's abdomen like a venomous snake.
"Ah..." The man was bald, shirtless, and had a ferocious look in his eyes. He was in pain in his lower abdomen, so he clenched his teeth and bit his tongue until it bled. He spat out a mouthful of blood at Chen Chu.
A mouthful of blood sprayed onto Chen Chu's face, the stench of blood was extremely pungent, and this blood also stimulated the bloodthirsty nerves deep within Chen Chu's body, fueling his frenzied killing intent.
"Go to hell..." Under the black cloth, Chen Chu's upper face was contorted with rage, while his lower face was also contorted, though hidden under the black cloth. Chen Chu's left hand wielded a dagger and viciously twisted it in the man's lower abdomen.
"Ah..." The man screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his big eyes were bloodshot and almost popped out of their sockets.
"You little bastard! Do you even know who I am?" the man roared.
Chen Chu had already slashed several people, and his nerves were numb. He then delivered another kick.
He kicked the man in the chest and immediately drew his machete and dagger.
The bald man was somewhat fat. Although Chen Chu's glare was quite powerful, the man only took four or five steps back. His large body bumped into two or three brothers behind him, causing him to stop staggering. He stared intently at Chen Chu.
"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger..." At this moment, the thugs on both sides hurriedly helped the man up. It turned out that he was also one of the gunners under Ma Houzi, and the one called Tiger was also a fierce general.
Chen Chu didn't care whether it was a tiger or an old cat. The man pointed at Chen Chu and said fiercely, "You little bastard..." Then he slumped down unwillingly.
"Charge! Avenge Brother Tiger!" one of the thugs shouted, and then seven or eight knives came flying at Chen Chu.
"Damn it!" Chen Chu cursed under his breath, throwing the dagger in his hand at those people. He then reached out with his left hand, grabbed his right wrist guard, and pulled out four or five silver needles, which flew towards those people one by one.
Chen Chu's silver needles were not very accurate, but they were very powerful. The needles flew out and pierced into the bodies of these people, each more than an inch deep. Four or five people immediately cried out and fell down. The remaining two were stunned. Chen Chu's cleaver had already arrived and slashed hard at one of them on the head. The man was stunned and turned his head to avoid the blow. Chen Chu's cleaver struck his shoulder, and blood spurted out, spraying all over Chen Chu's face.
Most of his upper face was already red.
Yin Hong's blood carried a strong, fishy smell, which mingled with the cool autumn night breeze, making people feel nauseous. This scene further stimulated Chen Chu's bloodlust, and the cleaver went deep into the bone.
Chen Chu was unable to pull his head out immediately, so he slammed his head into the other person's face. The human skull is extremely hard, and in combat, if you use your head to smash into the face or jaw of the other person, you can defeat them in one move.
Chen Chu slammed his head into his opponent's face, causing blood to spurt from the man's nose and mouth. The man stumbled twice before falling to the ground. Chen Chu stepped on the man's body, clenched his teeth, and pressed his tongue against his upper jaw. With a struggle, he let out a muffled groan.
"Open..." A burst of force suddenly erupted, and the cleaver was forcefully pulled out of the man's shoulder.
Once a knife is inserted into the human body, it is not so easy to pull it out. Whether it is stabbing or slashing, when stabbing, once the knife is inside, the blood and mucus in the body will tightly wrap around the knife. To pull it out, apart from military-grade triangular bayonets, there are short daggers with deep blood grooves.
If you're using a machete to cut someone, unless you cut their leg, if you cut their shoulder, or even their head, the bone will clamp the blade, making it difficult to pull it out.
Meanwhile, on the second floor of the Black Billiards Hall, while Jin Xing and his group were holding off the enemy, the first floor had already been breached by Ma Houzi's men.
Ji Yang, sitting in his wheelchair, had already moved to the window.
At this point, he only had five or six brothers left, and they were about to be brought down by machetes when chaos broke out outside.
Ma Houzi's attack halted. Ji Yang and the others looked outside and saw two people rush into Ma Houzi's densely packed group of men.
Although the person who rushed in first had his face covered with a black cloth, his figure and the upper half of his face above his nostrils revealed that he was Chen Chu. Chen Chu was trapped in the encirclement to save them, which made Ji Yang, Jin Xing and the others' eyes instantly moist.