Let me see who dares to stop me

The burly Fourth Master looked at the warehouse manager and the patrol captain. With both sides sticking to their own stories, a sudden spark of inspiration hit him.

"Cut the crap! No one can fool me, Shi Laosi! As long as I kill all of you, the trouble will be gone!"

Both sides were dumbfounded. What kind of bullshit logic was this??

With a single command, the Fourth Master led a group of gang members in an indiscriminate attack against both factions.

"Shi Laosi, you idiot!"

"Joining the Black Stone Gang was the worst luck of eight lifetimes!"

Outside, a fierce and chaotic battle raged on, with no distinction between friend and foe.

Inside the warehouse, Chen Yi was happily looting.

Feeling that his chest was packed to the brim, enough for him to splurge for a short while, Chen Yi decided it was time to retreat.

"I should head over to the docks, pick up Da Chun, and leave this hellhole... Huh?"

In the corner of the warehouse.

Chen Yi spotted a white mask bearing a black flame pattern.

Chen Yi clearly remembered that the mysterious group of people who had slaughtered his relatives and the entire Luoding Village wore masks exactly like this one!

"Why would the Black Stone Gang have this mask? Could they have been involved in the village massacre?"

Chen Yi's gaze instantly turned sharp. Dragging the large chest, he kicked open the warehouse door.

By this time, Shi Laosi had already wiped out both brawling factions outside.

"Hahaha! Like I said, no one can fool me!"

Turning his head, he happened to see Chen Yi walking out.

"Instructor Chen, I don't need your help anymore. I've already dealt with these troublesome guys!"

Someone reminded him.

"Fourth Master! Something's wrong, Instructor Chen seems to be stealing money!"

Shi Laosi glanced at the chest Chen Yi was dragging, and his expression immediately turned hostile.

"Chen, what is the meaning of this? Even I, the dignified Fourth Master, only dare to secretly take a little when I'm short on cash. How can you take a whole chest at once!"

Was that really the point?

Chen Yi was speechless. This guy's IQ wasn't even fit to sit at the same table as Da Chun.

"Whose mask is this?"

Chen Yi pulled out the white mask.

Shi Laosi glanced at it and shook his head.

"Never seen it! Put that chest of money down first, or don't blame me for getting nasty!"

"If you don't know it, then go to hell."

"Oh ho? You had one meal with the Gang Leader and now you think you own the world, huh? None of you move, I'm going to teach him a lesson myself!"

Wielding a spiked mace, Shi Laosi smashed it down right at his head.

Chen Yi neither dodged nor hid; he simply delivered a backhand slap.

Protected by his spiritual energy, no matter how sharp the spikes on the mace were, as long as it wasn't a spiritual weapon and the opponent's cultivation realm was lower than his, it would be very difficult to hurt him.

Smack!!

With a loud slap, the spiked mace instantly vanished from Shi Laosi's hands.

Smack!!

As Shi Laosi looked around for his mace, Chen Yi delivered another backhand slap, directly sending him spinning seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air.

If it weren't for the thick layer of fat on his body, that slap would have killed or crippled him.

Beaten dizzy, Shi Laosi finally realized something was wrong.

"What are you standing around for! Get him!"

"Fourth Master, didn't you tell us not to move?"

"Pig brains! Can't you see I can't beat him?!"

Sending more people wouldn't make a difference.

Chen Yi directly used the chest full of gold, silver, and jewelry in his hands to smash the charging gang members.

Bang!!

One smash of the chest, and heads were broken and bleeding, silver ingots flying everywhere!

Bang!!

Another smash of the chest, and bones were shattered, jewelry raining down from the sky!

There were no flashy techniques or martial arts, just pure suppression through raw stats.

Right, there was also the effect of the Badminton Expert trait, which gave Chen Yi's right arm double the strength, making his chest-smashing power even more ruthless.

On the periphery, there were a few clever guys who fetched bows and arrows, intending to launch a wave of ranged firepower.

As a result, Chen Yi backhanded a martial art, the Windsurge Palm.

A fierce gale rose from the ground, blowing away the men who tried to shoot cold arrows, along with their bows, across a distance of dozens of meters.

Thud!!

Chen Yi stomped his foot onto Shi Laosi's chest, pinning him down.

The surrounding lackeys who hadn't been beaten to death yet no longer dared to step forward.

"I'll ask you one more time. Do you recognize this mask or not!"

Shi Laosi felt that several of his ribs were already broken, and his expression was incredibly sincere.

"Big Brother Chen, I really don't recognize this mask. Could you bring out one I do know and ask me? I swear I won't lie!"

Chen Yi believed that he genuinely didn't know.

"Do any of you know?"

The surviving lackeys widened their eyes to identify it, but unfortunately, they didn't know either.

No matter, he would go to the docks later and ask the Gang Leader, Shi San.

Chen Yi stomped down hard, and Shi Laosi breathed his last.

Immediately after, he drew his Flame Iron Heavy Sword and executed the Cloudbreaker Sword Art, slaughtering all the lackeys present without sparing a single one.

As Chen Yi walked out of the warehouse courtyard, batches of Black Stone Gang members rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

Like fools throwing their lives away one by one, they all fell beneath Chen Yi's sword.

Chen Yi had absolutely no mercy for these gang members who had committed every evil deed imaginable, from forcing people into hard labor to feeding them to demons.

Chen Yi slaughtered his way all the way to the docks.

The red blade of his sword grew even more crimson, dripping with blood that still held its warmth.

Dozens of Black Stone Gang members blocked Chen Yi's path to the docks, yet none dared to step forward.

For every step Chen Yi took forward, they took a step back.

Cultivation realm suppression, trait effects, and wielding a spiritual weapon.

These three major advantages allowed Chen Yi to sweep through the Black Stone Gang as if there was no one there to stop him.

Shi San stood on the docks. Watching Chen Yi slaughter his way over, his face turned as livid as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Chen Yi! Your surrender really was a fake!"

Chen Yi approached step by step. The expression on his face remained sunny, but the monstrous killing intent rolling off his body created a stark contrast.

"Wow, you're so smart. You actually figured it out."

Chen Yi mocked sarcastically.

Shi San fumed with rage.

"Get him! Hack him to death!!"

A gang member said, trembling.

"Boss, all the brothers who went up were hacked to death by him..."

Shi San rebuked angrily.

"You spineless cowards! It's because you're cowering that he's able to pick you off one by one! If you all attack together, no matter how strong he is, can he kill all of you at once?!"

The gang members' mouths twitched.

Damn it, Boss, that makes so much sense.

As long as we manage to hit him once before we all die, it's a victory, right?

The coolies on the docks had all stopped working by now.

Everyone had witnessed Chen Yi's heroic figure as he slaughtered his enemies in all directions.

It seemed the Black Stone Gang couldn't stop him!

If the Black Stone Gang is finished, we'll be free!

Only Da Chun was still honestly carrying sacks. He asked curiously,

"Why did you all stop working?"

Chen Yi walked straight over to Da Chun.

"Da Chun, you don't need to work anymore either. We're going home."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Yi!"

Chen Yi smiled and nodded.

On the other side, Shi San had yet to realize that Chen Yi had already reached the Spirit Gathering Realm, still harboring the delusion of defeating him with sheer numbers.

"Second Hall, block the dock exit! Third Hall, get on the boats and block the waterway! Everyone else, come with me. You think our Black Stone Gang can be wiped out by one man?!"

Shi San stripped off his shirt, revealing a body full of robust muscles.

He also circulated a certain cultivation technique, causing his entire body's muscle mass to bulge and expand by another size.

Upon comparing the two, the crowd felt that their gang leader's stats seemed superior to Chen Yi's.

Consequently, they followed Shi San's orders and blocked Chen Yi's path.

Witnessing this, Chen Yi tore a strip of fabric from his clothes and wiped the bloodstains from his Flame Iron Heavy Sword.

"I'm taking him with me today. Let's see who has the guts to stop me!"

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