Chapter 215 Solution

Chapter 215 Solution

Chapter 215 Solution
Chen Chuan was holding the Xuejun Knife and walking towards the Bloodstain Gang's base. His steps were steady, but not slow at all, as he gradually approached where Uncle Han and the others were.

At this moment, two shots hit the mud not far in front of him, but his footsteps did not stop at all, as if he was not affected at all.

Then there was another shot, but perhaps because of the distance, or perhaps it was just for deterrence, the bullet just brushed past him, and he still did not stop, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Uncle Han was getting more and more nervous at this moment. Fortunately, he saw that Du Mian and the others had retreated. He immediately walked to the edge of the sentry post, pointed his cane outward, and said, "Du Mian, and the two of you, don't let him get close. If he can't be helped, kill him!"

Chen Chuan's posture was clearly aimed at them. He knew very well what kind of strength the fighters could exert once they were within distance, especially the fighters who might be wearing protective clothing. If they broke in, a leader like him with little military power would definitely be the first target.

No matter who Chen Chuan is or what his identity is, he could be killed, so of course he wouldn't care about anything else and would just kill him first.

Du Mian was very obedient. He would do whatever he was told to do and never think too much. He glanced at Chen Chuan from a distance and felt that he might be a tough fighter, so he turned around, picked up a special long stick, and went to meet Chen Chuan with two people.

When Chen Chuan saw three people rushing towards him, he ignored the people rushing towards him on both sides, but looked at Du Mian in front of him.

After Du Mian rushed to the appropriate distance, his body moved his arms, and his arms moved his wrists. The stick he was holding also turned a few times, and then with a whoosh, a gust of strong wind blew towards Chen Chuan's head.

The blow was so powerful that even the surrounding fallen leaves were sent flying. He was confident that no matter whether the person on the other side was wearing protective clothing or any other protection, as long as he was hit by him, his bones and muscles would be broken immediately.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt his eyes blurred, and when his arm had just exerted half of its strength, he felt his throat being pinched.

He immediately felt something was wrong and instinctively mobilized the second stage of strength. This was his unique strength technique. He could mobilize the second force to attack the enemy at the same time as the first force had been released, which often produced miraculous effects in fierce battles.

At this moment, the alienated tissue around his chest and neck swelled up as if it were inflated, and instantly formed an outward-stretching force. Under normal circumstances, it would be enough to break the object or fingers that were holding him apart.

However, this time, the five fingers holding the neck tightened immediately, and no matter whether it was the alienated tissue that was supporting it or the muscles and bones of the neck, under this force, they were like fragile and easily broken rotten wood and were crushed in an instant.

Chen Chuan's eyes were calm. He threw away the dead Du Mian as if he was throwing away something insignificant, and continued walking forward.

The two men on the left and right were originally planning to take advantage of Du Mian's attack to encircle him, but before they could make a move, Du Mian was dealt with, and they couldn't help but stop halfway through their charge.

They looked at each other, took a few steps back, waited for Chen Chuan to walk over from the front, looked at each other, and simultaneously pulled out pistols from their waists and pointed them at the latter's back.

Chen Chuan seemed to ignore them, but at this moment, his hand seemed to move, but the movement was too fast to be seen clearly. It was just that his windbreaker seemed to fly for a moment, and then two popping sounds were heard. The heads of the two people behind him exploded in an instant, and then they fell straight back together.

On the sentry side, everyone who saw this scene held their breath.

Chen Chuan had walked to a place less than a hundred meters away from the sentry post at this time, and he finally stopped.

He looked up, thrust the Xuejun Knife into the ground, grasped the hilt with his hand, and pulled the blade, which was shining with cold light, out of the scabbard slowly but quickly. With a flash of sharp light, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was standing.

Uncle Han was knowledgeable. A wave of fear rose in his heart. He quickly turned around and prepared to come down from the watchtower. Originally, he stood high and could see far here, but now he hated himself for having to climb so high.

At this moment, bursts of dense gunfire suddenly rang out outside, accompanied by howling, screaming and roaring. He held on to the bamboo stairs tightly and climbed down tremblingly. Because he was too nervous, he almost stepped on empty air several times, which delayed him for some time.

But by the time he climbed down, the sounds outside gradually became scarce and sporadic, and by the time he staggered out of the fortress sentry post, there was no sound outside anymore.

At this moment, with the help of the daylight, all he saw were corpses scattered all over the ground. Most of the gang members who were originally extremely ferocious were now scattered on the ground with their limbs torn apart, while those farther away had their heads exploded. It was a horrifying sight.

He also saw the figure in the black windbreaker standing not far away, pulling out the long knife from the gang member who was pierced through the wall.

His breathing unconsciously became rapid and his whole body was shaking. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and ran out. His crutches shook every time he stepped on the ground, as if he might fall down at any time.

But even so, the frequency of his feet moving did not slow down at all, and he moved away tremblingly, as if he could escape in this way.

But just after he had walked out more than ten meters, panting, he heard slow footsteps behind him. He suddenly felt himself being strangled by fear. He wanted to scream, but the muscles in his throat were tense and the sound he made was hoarse and short.

In this situation, he became more and more panicked, his movements became more and more distorted, and finally he missed a step and fell down, and his neatly combed hair suddenly became messy.

However, there was soft soil underneath, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured. His mind just went blank for a moment. When he was groping for his crutches and trying to stand up again, he heard the footsteps coming towards him, and his whole body froze.

In his peripheral vision, he saw a pair of black short boots and a black hem of a windbreaker, walking past him, and then standing in front of him. He didn't even dare to look up, and knelt there, lowering his head and sobbing, "Forgive me, forgive me..." He pushed a small suitcase he carried with him, "I am valuable, I have money, I have a lot of money, I am willing to give it all to you..."

Chen Chuan said: "Han Chang? You were the one who used the secret ritual to absorb the life force before, right? Raise your head."

Uncle Han trembled and slowly stood up, but because the person was facing away from the sun, he couldn't see clearly. He just saw the scarf swaying slightly in the autumn wind.

He admitted, "Yes, it's me. I am Han Chang. Please arrest me. I have committed many crimes, really, many crimes. You can sentence me, you can sentence me..."

Chen Chuanshuo said, "It's you for sure." He raised the blade and swung it casually. Uncle Han's head flew out and his body immediately fell to one side.

He flicked the blade gently and thrust it into the ground.

Then he took out the camera he carried with him and started taking pictures everywhere, and also searched for items carried by people around him.

This time he didn't know which ones were members of the secret cult and which ones were members of the Blood Scar Gang, but he didn't need to distinguish them. Anyone who brought a weapon and shot at him or attacked him would be killed. Only some who looked like logistics technicians he just knocked out and let the villagers on the opposite side deal with it themselves.

After checking, we can confirm that there are two people who are suspected to be members of the cult. However, looking at the notes they carry with them, the records in them are very superficial, as if they have only learned them not long ago and just used them to make up the numbers.

Although this kind of people are also capable of arranging esoteric rituals, the effect is not satisfactory. The core personnel of the real esoteric rituals should not be among them.

After walking around, he picked up the small suitcase that Uncle Han was carrying and left.

About ten minutes after he left, the villagers of Caijiazhai also came over carefully. When they arrived here, they looked at the corpses all over the ground, with expressions of surprise, fear and excitement on their faces.

Guan Xiaohui looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground, still unable to believe it. The Blood Scar Gang, which had made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy and almost brought a calamity to the village, just disappeared like that?
Zhen Ping looked at the scene around her. She was a fighter and could see that there were no signs of struggle on the bodies of these Bloodstain Gang members. It was obvious that they were killed in one move. The process was extremely clean and neat. It could be said that the two sides were not on the same level, so they could not even put up the slightest resistance.

The two seniors from the team that came with her were watching nervously and solemnly. One of them said with certainty, "He must be a master of the third level!"

Another did not fully agree, saying only: "Even if it is not, it is not much different. It is possible that he took the medicine."

Guan Xiaohui hesitated for a moment, then she moved closer to Zhen Ping and whispered, "Sister Zhen, I think that person just now was classmate Chen..."

Zhen Ping was startled, turned around and asked, "Xiao Hui, did you see it clearly?"

Guan Xiaohui said: "I didn't see clearly, but I recognize his knife. When he went to wipe out Fang Dawei's gang, he was carrying that knife. I can't make a mistake. Besides, he looks a bit similar in size and build."

Zhen Ping thought silently in her heart: "It is indeed him. It can only be him."

She knew that Chen Chuan had overturned the entire Mutual Aid Association by himself. Compared with those people in the Mutual Aid Association, the remnants of the Blood Scar Gang were nothing. Whether in terms of equipment or personnel quality, the Mutual Aid Association was much stronger than those people in the Blood Scar Gang.

Guan Xiaohui asked again: "Sister Zhen, is classmate Chen here specifically to deal with the Bloodstain Gang this time?"

Zhen Ping was not sure either. She thought for a moment and said, "Maybe classmate Chen accepted a commission from some government department and came here to wipe out these gang members."

At this time, a senior fighter came over to them and said, "Xiao Zhen, go back and prepare. We need to evacuate Caijiazhai as soon as possible."

"Evacuate? Why?" Zhen Ping felt very surprised.

The fighter said in a deep voice: "The coat that the man just wore may look like an ordinary windbreaker, but it should be the stab-proof suit of the Bureau of General Affairs."

"General Affairs Bureau..." Zhen Ping was startled, and then seemed to want to say something, but quickly held it back. She also pulled Guan Xiaohui, who was also smart and did not say anything.

The fighter looked at Guan Xiaohui and comforted her, "Xiaohui, don't worry. We are just not in the village temporarily. We are not really leaving. Bao Yuan is still active in this area. We will not leave until we get rid of this scum in the team!"

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(End of this chapter)