Abyss Dominator System
Chapter 58 - 55 "Blood Hand" Domit

Chapter 58: Chapter 55 "Blood Hand" Domit

If it weren’t for something she couldn’t handle, Jinx would never come asking Bai Yan for help.

Moreover, there was obvious fear in Jinx’s voice over the phone.

The kind of thing or person that can instill fear in a member of the Blood Clan really isn’t all that common.

Bai Yan squinted his eyes slightly and stepped on the accelerator.

"Boom!"

The Maybach roared deeply, like an Abyss Demon crawling into the human world, bringing endless evil.

...

Memory Bar, a famous nightclub in the red-light district of Mo City.

This place is a messy mix of fish and dragons, filthy and chaotic, concealing endless ugliness under the wildly colorful neon lights.

This is the location Jinx gave to Bai Yan.

The Maybach executed a stylish drift, stopping at the entrance of the bar, Bai Yan stepped out of the car.

"Hey! Buddy, you need to pay to get in here."

A few black bouncers at the bar’s entrance blocked Bai Yan, eying him with ill intent. One of them nodded towards the Maybach and sneered, "Also, according to our rules, that car can’t park in front of the entrance. You need to pay a fine to us!"

Obviously, these bouncers saw Bai Yan as an easy mark.

Anyone driving a luxury car here, aren’t they all easy marks? How can they let such an easy mark leave the bar without fleecing them first?

Memory Bar, notorious for its bullying and violent dealings, is not a place for the average person to enter easily.

"Pay money?"

Bai Yan raised an eyebrow, looking up at the burly black bouncers.

"Yes, pay money!"

The black bouncers approached with a vicious smirk, looking down at Bai Yan with ill intent, seeing him as just another Asian ’easy mark’!

These bouncers were determined not to let Bai Yan leave or enter easily.

"I was planning on paying, but my mood isn’t very good today."

Bai Yan shrugged, smilingly said, "And also, I don’t like people who are taller than me."

Each of these bouncers was over 2 meters tall; they were all looking down on Bai Yan.

"So you’re saying you don’t want to pay?"

"The last person who didn’t follow the rules was thrown into the river to feed the fishes."

"Poor Asian monkey, do you want to be the next unfortunate one?"

The black bouncers smiled menacingly, pulled out their batons from their waists, and eyed Bai Yan maliciously.

Pedestrians nearby and hoodlums coming to the bar for fun all watched Bai Yan with schadenfreude.

"A bunch of trash."

Bai Yan sighed.

Don’t think you can fight just because you’re tall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled sounds followed, the black bouncers were sent flying, nobody saw how Bai Yan made his move, only seeing them all lying on the ground, groaning in pain, unable to get up.

"Click."

Bai Yan lit a cigarette, amidst the stares of surprise and fear, he stepped over the writhing, groaning bouncers, and pushed open the door into the bar.

"Trouble!"

"It’s that Asian monkey!"

"The one smoking!"

"Take him down! Everyone, let’s go!"

Just as Bai Yan entered the bar, a cry of agony from a black bouncer echoed outside.

A few bouncers leaning against the wall at the entrance were startled, turned their heads, and saw Bai Yan.

They shouted in English, calling for the DJ to turn off the music, as people from all directions armed themselves and gathered around. Bai Yan swept his gaze over the crowd; there were about fifty to sixty bouncers, mostly tall black men, with some white men.

The sudden cessation of music left people disoriented, soon everyone saw Bai Yan surrounded by the bouncers.

"Is there going to be bloodshed?"

A crazy foreign woman licked her lips, eagerly watching the scene.

"That damned bastard! Who gave you the courage to make trouble here!"

"Asian monkey, I’ll send you to meet Satan."

The bouncers grinned maliciously, shouting as they advanced, ready to give Bai Yan an unforgettable lesson.

"Noisy."

Bai Yan took a drag of his cigarette, calmly blew out a ring of smoke, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

"Swoosh!"

One of the black men suddenly saw a blur before his eyes, and felt his hand lighten – his baton had disappeared.

Then,

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull sounds burst forth continuously. No one saw how Bai Yan made his move, but over fifty bouncers were thrown into the air one by one, each crashing to the ground, vomiting blood unceasingly, their bodies convulsing; some even directly passed out in pain, completely disabled by a single move.

In just over ten seconds, to swiftly conclude the battle, Bai Yan utilized techniques like Cloth Touching Eighteen Falls and Mountain Splitting Palm from the Martial Arts Nine Realms Secret Book of Ancient Martial Arts.

Without resorting to the strength from his identity as the Demon, relying solely on his human strength and ancient martial arts, Bai Yan could easily handle this group of bar bouncers.

Those with lighter injuries were in extreme pain and unable to get up.

Those with severe injuries had broken arms and legs and remained unconscious.

"Gulp."

The black bouncer who had his baton snatched could only swallow his saliva hard, his face showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost, shocked by the scene before him.

"Ahhhh!"

A woman let out an excited scream, and male bar patrons gasped in disbelief: "This is Chinese martial arts!"

"Oh my god! Awesome!"

"So strong!"

The bar erupted with exclamations as injured bouncers lay all over the floor, everyone’s face filled with shock, their eyes showing a faint fear as they looked towards Bai Yan.

He was the only man who dared to cause trouble at the memory bar and single-handedly take down a group of bar bouncers!

Bai Yan tossed away his cigarette, walked up to the only standing black bouncer, and said indifferently, "Where is Jinx?"

"Speak, or die. Choose one."

Bai Yan’s tone was very calm, as if asking what he planned to eat for dinner.

The black bouncer’s legs shook uncontrollably, terrified to the extreme.

This seemingly frail East Asian possessed incredible strength!

He had no doubt that for Bai Yan, killing him would be no more difficult than squashing an ant.

But if he submitted just like that, the black man felt stifled; he stuttered, "Do you know who our boss is? Jonah Domit! You’ve beaten us, you’re dead today!"

Domit!

As soon as the words left the black man’s mouth, the patrons inside the bar instantly turned deathly pale, nearly unable to stand.

"Blood Hand" Domit, a name that resonates like thunder in Mo City. You might not know today’s headline news in Mo City, but you can’t not know who Domit is.

He is a rapidly ascendant underground boss in Mo City over the past decade, powerful in both the lawful and unlawful worlds, with connections spanning the entire city, his followers not merely in the hundreds but all fiercely loyal and battle-hardened, having fought and killed their way to their current status under his command.

It could be said that even in Rock State, Domit had substantial influence! In Mo City, his word was an absolute command, with nearly no one daring to defy him; known as the crownless king of Mo City, his power and influence were immensely vast.

"Blood Hand" Domit, a name that instills fear in people.

"Domit?"

Bai Yan raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said: "Do you think Domit can save you right now?"

"What do you mean?"

The black man was stunned, but before he could react, Bai Yan fiercely swung down the baton in his hand.

"Ahhhh!"

The black man let out a huge scream, his arm broken and bent by Bai Yan, his face turning pale as he collapsed on the ground, wailing in pain.

He could not comprehend how Bai Yan was utterly unaffected by hard or soft tactics, not caring at all about his powerful backers!

"Hiss!"

The patrons in the bar gasped in unison.

He dared to strike a man of "Blood Hand" Domit!

Yellow man, you’re done!

The patrons in the bar were all astounded, looking at Bai Yan with disbelief and pity, as if they were looking at a dead man.

Just then,

"Clatter!"

A group of men dressed in black, wearing sunglasses and wielding pitch-black assault rifles with a cold metallic sheen, appeared, rushing down from the second floor with rapid, precise movements, instantly surrounding Bai Yan!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

In total, seventy-eight black-clad men armed with assault rifles and rifles!

Their faces expressionless, the black muzzles uniformly aimed at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his muscles tensing in an instant.

Suddenly, complete silence descended upon the scene.

The cold firearms conveyed a deadly sense of danger and fear.

It was over, this East Asian was doomed!

The fear of the men in black surged in the hearts of the bar patrons, coupled with a schadenfreude-like sentiment.

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