Holy Fist!-Chapter 73 - : 070 Bai Xiao!!! (4k)_2

Chapter 73: 070 Bai Xiao!!! (4k)_2

The shorter man directly pulled out a pack of black-wrapped cigarettes from his chest.

While talking, he took one out and lit it for himself.

“Hey, give me one too, the smell is making my heart itch.”

The taller man smacked his lips, looking eager.

“Damn, remember to pay me back tomorrow, these Black Cloud cigarettes are expensive.”

The shorter man carefully pulled out one, handing it to the taller man. The taller man put it in his mouth, slightly bent over, and leaned in to light it with a lighter.

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Click, the door of the guard booth was suddenly yanked open from the outside.

Both men were startled.

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The shorter man’s hand trembled, almost burning the taller man’s chin.

“Fuck, who the hell…”

The taller turned his head to curse, but his swear words abruptly stopped.

Unbeknownst to them, a broad-shouldered, strong man with a triangular silhouette had appeared before him, quietly looking down. His face, backed by light, was expressionless and his chilling gaze was motionless.

“You!”

Pfft!

The shadowy figure suddenly reached out a hand and lightly pressed on the taller man’s temple. The next second, the taller man’s vision darkened, and he fell to the ground.

Thud!

The shorter man widened his eyes, suddenly seeing the dead state of the taller man lying on the ground. His eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out, his temple deeply indented as if punctured by something. A mix of red and white fluid gushed out, carrying a thick and nauseating stench.

“I…”

The shorter man stepped back, trying to speak.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, a large black hand fiercely reached out.

Like a clamp, it brutally grabbed half of the shorter man’s face. With a grab and a press, pfft, an eyeball was gouged out. The shorter man also fell to the ground, overlapping the taller man, blood spurting wildly from his temple.

The tall man who easily killed both, slowly turned around, peering outside through the guard booth window. The other seven had already rushed in like arrows, the two security guards at the front door of the building immediately collapsed half-seated on the ground, their necks twisted irregularly. They died without even struggling or shouting.

“Heh, the warm-up has started…”

His deep laughter echoed in the security booth.

The man had already vanished in an instant, turning into a black afterimage streaking into the building, rapidly chasing the pace of the seven men.

Ye Building, the rear area also had a trapezoidal back hall.

The marble floor was shiny and reflective, with circular support columns standing tall and lofty.

There were elevators on both the left and right sides, with the indicator lights faintly glowing.

A group of eight people halted, sharply scanning around.

“You… are?”

Three security guards patrolling the back hall quickly walked over, puzzled.

Click! Click! Click!

Among the eight, three figures had already vanished, instantly appearing next to the security guards, hands grabbing the guards’ heads, gently twisting. A one hundred and eighty-degree turn, the necks wrinkled and distorted, the broken cervical vertebra protruding.

“Wen Yuan, you take the left, I’ll take the right.”

Chen Liao, standing in front of Bai Xiao, addressed the leader with white hair on the left. This white-haired man seemed old, but his figure remained robust and muscular, especially his thick and solid arms.

He had the stiff contour of a marble statue.

“Okay!”

“Our main objective this time is to capture Ye Xiong!”

“If anything unexpected happens, communicate immediately, don’t let him escape.”

The white-haired elder Wen Yuan stretched out his hand, tapping the black earpiece tucked in his ear. With technology advancing day by day, they obviously had to keep up with the times.

Chen Liao and Wen Yuan exchanged a glance, nodding their heads.

“Let’s go!”

Instantly, the team of eight split into two groups, five on the left and three on the right.

On the right, Chen Liao led Bai Xiao and the first tall man to act. This man seemed to be extremely strong, likely the most formidable among the Fierce Bird Sect operatives present, aside from Wen Yuan and Chen Liao.

The second floor, the waiting hall on the right, in a spacious area.

There were around a dozen men in black clothes sitting silently on the sofas, some playing poker, some with their heads down playing games, others smoking cigarettes, repeatedly flipping sharp daggers in their hands.

“Aren’t you done yet?”

“Should we go up and ask Brother Zhou?”

On the black sofa closest to the elevator door, two muscular core members exchanged glances, then swiftly stood up and walked over.

On the wall ahead, there were two parallel metal elevator doors.

Glancing at them, they noticed both elevators were in use: the left one rising, the right one descending. One of them quickly pressed the button for the left one, and then they both stood at the elevator entrance.

After a brief wait.

Ding!

The elevator door opened.

Bang! Bang!

Two figures flew out as if soaring through clouds, their ribcages cracking painfully. Thump, thump, they fell in the middle of the sofa area, bodies trembling slightly.

Their chests had collapsed, and fresh blood was continuously spilling from the corners of their mouths.

“Who?!”

The remaining dozen or so thugs all stood up alarmed, shouting.

The next second, three dark figures burst out from the elevator.

They charged into the crowd like an unstoppable storm.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The skinniest figure among them, dressed in black, Chen Liao, was the most ferocious. Though lean, he was incredibly strong. Raising his aged arms, he swung them like battering rams. Several thugs’ heads were smashed against the wall, cracking like exploding coconut shells.

Blood and brain matter were splattered everywhere.

Even though the thugs were armed, they had no chance to fight back.

In just a few seconds, the massacre was over.

On the left side of the lobby, Bai Xiao’s eyes flashed fiercely. He threw a punch like a whip, smack, fiercely crushing another’s throat!

The thug’s eyes bulged, spitting blood in disbelief as he staggered backward several steps, clutching at his throat, before collapsing.

“…”

On the right side of the lobby, a tall young man quietly watched Bai Xiao’s actions. Then slowly released his grip, letting the thug he had strangled against the wall drop freely, his blood leaving a trail like a painting.

Meanwhile, in the elevator descending to the fourth floor.

Warm lighting made the elevator brightly lit.

A young man in a white suit stood there, his slim fit attire making him look tall and distinguished. Perhaps because his vengeance was about to be fulfilled, Ye Ping’s certain air of cool, arrogant entitlement had returned. His lips curled in a cold smirk, his eyes dark and brooding.

Next to him, a burly man in a black jacket was speaking.

“Young Master Ye, you can count on the brothers I’ve brought with me, all of them have had their hands bloodied before. It’s been a while since they’ve had any action, and they’re all very eager…”

“Those unlucky bastards are in for a treat, hehehe…”

The middle-aged man’s laughter carried a hint of cruelty.

“Hahaha, after this is over, I’ll take the brothers out for a good time…”

Ye Ping laughed heartily, as if the outcome was already decided.

“Young Master Ye is generous!” the other two jacketed men flattered.

“Hahaha, spend freely, charge it to my account!”

At that moment, Ye Ping even appeared somewhat heroic.

Squeak squeak squeak…

The elevator continued to descend.

Ding!

Finally arriving at the second floor, the metal doors opened to the sides with a swoosh.

Ye Ping turned with a smile, ready to step out.

However, a strong smell of blood suddenly assaulted his nostrils. His smile froze, his head stiffening as cold sweat broke out on his back.

Goosebumps appeared all over his arms.

Ahead, the entire lobby had turned into a hellish scene.

Dozens of elite fighters lay scattered in every direction, now just lifeless, breathless bodies. The pristine walls and polished marble floor were splattered with blood everywhere. Even what looked like human eyeballs rolled in blood gleamed under the lights.

Amongst this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, three figures slowly turned their heads to look this way, as if demons bathed in blood, bringing unspeakable horror.

Ye Ping’s eyes widened, staring at the figure on the left as he opened his mouth wide.

He exclaimed, “Bai Xiao!!!”