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Chapter 203 - 199 Fierce Battle

Chapter 203: Chapter 199 Fierce Battle

"Ax!"

Seeing this, Ling Chen’s eyes immediately turned blood-red, his anger uncontainable, he roared out loud.

Yang Tao hung his head low, his gaze dull, his face the color of deathly ash, muttering to himself, "It’s all my fault... all my fault..."

Zhang Xueli coldly said, "Don’t panic, only one is dead so far, the highlight is still to come."

Ling Chen clenched his teeth and stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes like the cold wind of December, icy and piercing.

"As long as I’m alive, I will make you pay in blood for this debt." He paused after each word, squeezing the sentence through his teeth.

Hearing his threat, Zhang Xueli scoffed indifferently, "Do you really think you’ll have a chance?"

During the conversation, a ringtone from a cellphone suddenly rang out. Zhang Xueli took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her expression slightly changed. "Watch these two." Having said that, she turned and left the room to answer the call.

"Everything has been taken care of, thankfully you notified me in time so I could prepare and they didn’t succeed... Apart from the person we caught beforehand, in total six people came, identity unknown, probably all members of the Ghosts, one is dead, five are left. I will take care of them."

"Why?"

At this moment, whoever was on the other end of the phone said something and Zhang Xueli frowned, "This is too risky, if this gets out, the higher-ups will definitely blame us, and then who will take the responsibility?"

"Alright, since you’ve said so, I’ll do you this favor. But I want to make it clear that if the higher-ups start asking questions, I won’t cover for you."

After the call ended, Zhang Xueli returned to the room, looking at the stern-faced Ling Chen, a strange light flickering in her eyes.

"You two, unlock his shackles and take him to the next room."

Hearing Zhang Xueli’s voice, Ling Chen’s heart sank. Being taken away at this moment, could it be they’re going to... Thinking of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint surfacing.

As the two suited men prepared to take Ling Chen away, Yang Tao became desperate, bellowing loudly, "If you have the guts, kill me first!"

Zhang Xueli coldly replied, "Don’t rush, your turn will come sooner or later. Take him away!"

The two suited men responded and immediately pushed Ling Chen out, escorting him to the next room.

"Sit down!"

One of the suited men pushed Ling Chen’s shoulder impatiently and pointed to a chair in the center of the room.

Ling Chen glanced sideways at the two men and took a step. However, at that moment, his body suddenly leaned forward, his right leg kicking high, his left foot’s toes firmly planted on the ground, twisting his body in motion, a sweeping leg kick lashed out, viciously striking the faces of the two suited men.

Ling Chen showed no mercy with his kick, exerting full force, and the two suited men didn’t even have the chance to cry out before collapsing to the ground, unconscious, as blood streamed from the corners of their mouths.

Taking the keys from their bodies, Ling Chen quickly unlocked his handcuffs, then moved to the door, and pushed it open.

Glancing at the closed room next door, he strode forward, kicking the door open, forcefully breaking and entering the room.

However, as soon as he entered the room, he immediately realized Zhang Xueli was gone; only three suited men were left inside guarding Yang Tao.

The ten eyes met, and the suited men were momentarily dumbfounded in place, not expecting Ling Chen to appear.

Before they could come to their senses, Ling Chen had already reacted, his toes touching the ground, his body propelling forward like a cannonball. In less than a few seconds, the three suited men were taken down.

Watching Ling Chen in front of him, Yang Tao felt a sense of unreality and exclaimed in astonishment, "Aren’t you...?"

"Stop talking so much. Can you still walk?"

"No problem."

Ling Chen glanced at the surveillance screen. Jiulin’s group of four was in grave danger, at risk of being killed at any moment. They needed support urgently.

He walked over to the desk, inserted the previously confiscated dagger into his waist, and casually threw another dagger to Yang Tao.

"Find a place to hide later and take care of yourself. I’m going to rescue Old Tang and the others."

Yang Tao nodded, "Be careful yourself."

If possible, he would also like to help, but his physical condition wouldn’t allow it. Going along would only be a burden to Ling Chen.

Leaving the room, they encountered many guards along the way, all of which were taken down by Ling Chen, leaving no survivors. At this moment, Ling Chen’s heart was ablaze, like raging flames torching his body, consuming his sanity.

It had been a long time since he felt this fury engulf him. Ax’s death was a fuse, igniting the flames in his heart. At this moment, he desperately needed an outlet to vent his anger.

By the time he reached the elevator, the dagger in Ling Chen’s hand was dyed red with fresh blood. The crimson blood dripping down the blade onto the ground, coupled with the fierceness in his eyes, was indescribably ferocious.

First floor of the factory.

Pang Jiulin, Tang Yuan, Lao Bei, and Xiong huddled together, struggling to withstand the muscle men’s assault. After a round of combat, all four were pale and gasping for air. The intense fighting rapidly depleted their stamina, while the five muscle men seemed tireless, their strength undiminished, growing fiercer as the battle progressed.

Furthermore, with the loss of one comrade, the odds were increasingly against the four, their situation looking bleak, constantly on the brink of life-threatening danger.

"Lao Bei, watch out!"

At that moment, Tang Yuan saw the exhausted Lao Bei kicked to the ground by a muscle man, who then aimed a stomp at his head. Without a second thought, he yelled and lunged forward, crashing hard into the muscle man.

Suddenly, the muscle man lost his balance and tumbled to the ground. Tang Yuan was about to get up to continue fighting, but suddenly, the muscle man’s legs stretched out, clamping tightly around his neck, causing him breathing difficulties.

He tried desperately to pry the legs apart, but his strength was no match. Several attempts proved unsuccessful.

As his face grew increasingly pallid, Tang Yuan felt dizzy and almost suffocated, a painful groan occasionally escaping his throat.

At this critical moment, a gust of wind came through, a flash of cold light glinting, and a sharp dagger forcefully plunged into the muscle man’s left eye. Even with their bodies enhanced by drugs, the eyes remained the weakest part of the human body.

Driving through the left eye, the dagger pierced straight through the muscle man’s skull, and blood instantly splattered everywhere.

Tang Yuan turned back, gasping heavily, and his gaze fell on the owner of the dagger. Instantly irate, he cursed, "Why did you only just arrive, I was almost done for."

Ling Chen smirked, "With me here, you won’t die."

After speaking, he turned to the other four muscle men, his gaze instantly turning cold, as he brandished the dagger and charged forward, blocking the attack aimed at Pang Jiulin.

"You take them to meet up with Yang Tao first. I’ll cover the rear."

"Can you handle it?"

Ling Chen’s mouth curled up slightly, his eyes shining with a sharp light.

"I’m very hard to kill; these four can’t take me down."