Who made him participate in the slapping contest?

Chapter 31 The Warrior's Wrath, the Bleeding Step

"Brother, what's your surname?" Hong Jie asked with a smile.

"Chen Kaixuan," Chen Kaixuan said confidently.

"Understood, Kai."

"I do want the money, but I don't want to lose the game."

"You know, for an athlete, a zero-loss record is the ultimate goal. Your pride is important, but my career is equally important."

While speaking, Hong Jie secretly observed the situation in the private room.

Apart from himself and the two shotguns behind Wang Xiaoxian, the other bodyguards had their hands folded over their stomachs, clearly not considering him a threat.

"Brother, here, dragons must coil up and tigers must lie down."

"Who I, Chen Kaixuan, am, is none of my business. You only have two answers: either OK or die."

Chen Kaixuan was surprised by Hong Jie's stubbornness, and his tone turned icy.

"Xiaoxian, are you scared?" Hong Jie glanced at Wang Xiaoxian beside him.

"Afraid."

"But being afraid doesn't seem to help much." Wang Xiaoxian was already numb with fear.

"Brother Kai!"

"Since you've said that, I have no choice but to grant your wish!" Hong Jie said with a resigned bitter smile.

"Cong..."

Before Chen Kaixuan could finish speaking, Hong Jie unleashed his inner strength and shot towards Chen Kaixuan like an arrow.

Chen Kaixuan felt a sudden gust of wind, and the next second, Hong Jie had already grabbed his throat:

"Make your men put down their guns."

"Let the referee announce the result."

Chen Kaixuan, who had done everything from murder to robbery, remained stubbornly defiant: "You wish!"

"Then let's make it look beautiful."

Hong Jie bent his index finger and stabbed the Phoenix Eye Hammer hard into Chen Kaixuan's Mingmen acupoint, which is located in the middle of his spine.

This finger strike has extremely strong penetrating power.

Chen Kaixuan felt excruciating pain, all his strength was instantly drained, and his breathing became sluggish. A sense of fear of drowning overwhelmed him.

"Are you fucking crazy?" he yelled in pain.

"Kid, let go of Young Master Chen right now, or I'll kill you!" The group of bodyguards finally realized what was happening and started yelling and screaming.

"Next acupoint: Lingtai."

"It's located in the center of your back, also known as the Soul-Locking Point. Once it's injured, the person will become confused and paralyzed."

"Want to give it a try?"

Hong Jie leaned close to his ear and chuckled sinisterly.

"Hou Bing, do...do as he says!" Chen Kaixuan's bladder tightened, and his tone softened reluctantly.

"yes!"

Hou Bing accepted the order and went outside.

Soon, the news of Hong Jie's victory came over the radio.

Amidst a cacophony of cheers.

Hong Jie, seemingly intimate, put his arm around Chen Kaixuan's shoulder and walked out of the private room with Wang Xiaoxian.

"Kid, you're not getting out of here."

"My men are everywhere outside, with dozens of guns. How are you going to fight them?"

Chen Kaixuan said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter."

"If you push me too far, I'll punch you in the back of the head."

"With my strength, even if I can't kill you with one punch, I can still turn you into an idiot."

"Two lives for one, so be it!"

Hong Jie appeared relaxed, but in reality, he was extremely flustered, and his legs were trembling.

It's not that he had to risk everything to play the hero.

A large part of the reason I came to Nantai to participate in the competition was because Huang Tiandu and Wu Leike had memorized the texts.

Hong Jie knew that there must be a powerful figure here who could provide support and keep the situation under control.

If he gives up because of money, his impression score in the martial arts category will be greatly reduced.

The key question is, would a devil like Chen Kaixuan give him ten million for nothing?

It's a joke just thinking about it.

If I took the money, I'd probably be shot dead on the spot.

Chen Kaixuan would falsely accuse him of robbery and murder.

These ruthless devils are a thousand or even ten thousand times more ruthless than Ji Wenjin.

The question is, where is the important figure Huang Tiandu mentioned who's in charge of things?

As soon as we arrived at the door.

Hou Bing gave a signal, and all the soldiers holding AKs surrounded them.

"Brother, you can't leave here. Why don't we have a proper talk?"

"Or you can try and see if your fist is faster or the sniper's gun is faster," Chen Kaixuan said, laughing through the pain.

A flash of red light, and Hong Jie knew he was being targeted by a sniper rifle.

He hardened his heart and let out a sinister laugh:

"Threatening me?"

Have you ever heard this saying?

"What did you say?" Chen Kaixuan asked, panting, with his head tilted back.

"When a warrior is enraged, blood will flow a hundred paces away!"

"No matter how rich you are, God is fair; everyone only has one life."

"Since we're destined to die, let's die together!"

"Go die first!"

Hong Jie grinned menacingly and grabbed Chen Kaixuan by the throat.

click!

click!

Chen Kaixuan felt a sharp pain in his throat, and heard a cracking sound similar to glass breaking.

"Damn it!"

"You're awesome, you're ruthless, I admit... I give up!"

He hadn't expected Hong Jie to be so decisive, and he hurriedly struggled to make hand gestures.

"Withdraw, all withdraw!"

"Brother Hong, don't hurt Young Master Chen, let's talk this over!"

Jiang Defa clasped his hands together and pleaded earnestly while ordering the withdrawal of his armed forces.

"What happened?"

Wu Fei and Ba Teng walked over at a leisurely pace.

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Chen?"

"I'm still waiting to collect my compensation from the betting company, how did I end up arguing with the person who invited me?"

"Your place is truly a den of dragons and tigers."

"Can't you handle losing?"

Wu Fei put one hand in his pocket and adjusted his black-rimmed glasses.

Chen Kaixuan was forced to crane his neck in a sorry state, with Hong Jie's large hand gripping his throat, rendering him unable to utter a word.

"Young Master Wu, please stop making sarcastic remarks."

"General Batten, you...you must vouch for me, otherwise this matter cannot be resolved."

"If anything were to happen to my young master, I, Boss Chen, would have no way to explain it."

Jiang Defa quickly put his palms together in invitation.

"Alright."

"I know all about what's going on at your place, so you should give me your opinion first," Batten said.

"Our Chen family will never cause trouble for Hong Jie."

"And pay three million in damages for emotional distress, settle the matter now."

Jiang Defa quickly had someone fetch the check and handed it to Wang Xiaoxian, who was standing nearby.

"Mr. Hong, please release them."

"With me, Batten, here, they won't dare touch you," Batten said.

"Little Fairy, take it." Hong Jie instructed.

Wang Xiaoxian accepted the check, and Hong Jie kicked Chen Kaixuan away.

"Ahem!"

Having escaped, Chen Kaixuan coughed for a while, his eyes red as he pointed at Wu Fei and Hong Jie, saying:

"OK!"

"You guys have guts to mess with me."

"This isn't over!"

"Walk!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and left first.

After walking only a couple of steps, I felt a sharp pain in my lower back and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Mr. Hong, General Bateng, please."

Wu Fei smiled coldly and gestured for the group to get into the luxury car.

……

night.

Chen Jinlong hurriedly entered the room.

The man accompanying him was an elderly man in his sixties who carried a long cane made of skulls, had a greasy, shoulder-length spiky hairstyle, wore a one-eyed mask, and had a sallow complexion with a faint purple tinge.

Under the light, the pupil of the exposed single eye was only the size of a mung bean, and the left nostril was missing.

There was a dense layer of needle-like marks on his lips.

He looked like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell.

It smelled fishy, ​​was gloomy, and terrifying.

He is none other than the notorious sorcerer Songti from Nantai!

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