"During your defensive phase, did anyone go to rescue anyone?" Li Yang asked, lighting a cigarette and blowing out a smoke ring.
"Yes, there were several groups. It's a pity that although their combat strength was not bad, they could only accept their bad luck when facing the people of our Thirteen Protectors Bagua Sect. They were no match for us and were easily wiped out!" Tie Dan said proudly.
Nowadays, all thirteen bodyguards are masters of Ming Jin (a martial arts style). Any one of them is a formidable hero, capable of taking on dozens of strong men with ease.
Any one of these people could dominate a region and become a leader like Zheng Jun, but they all obediently followed Li Yang and became the thirteen great protectors of the Bagua Sect. What astonishing combat power this is!
Especially with a natural-born powerhouse like Lu Da, he's a formidable force. And then there's Li Yang, a freakish Grandmaster. The entire Bagua Sect's strength is truly far beyond the norm.
Moreover, the disciples of the Bagua Sect have all been taught the Bagua Willow Leaf Cotton Silk Palm by Li Yang. Although they are only at the beginner level, they have also been taught a lot about cultivating their minds and some quick-acting external martial arts training methods by Li Yang.
These henchmen were all exceptionally skilled; even the most ordinary henchmen could easily defeat Gan Chen when facing two or three average people.
This shows just how powerful and terrifying the Eight-Legged Essayists were.
"Hmm!" Li Yang nodded slightly. He believed Tie Dan's words, after all, he was quite familiar with his own strength and the strength of the enemy. This again deserves credit to the Shadow Group.
Not long after their car stopped, a convoy of cars came speeding down from another road. The lead car, a Mercedes, was very conspicuous, and its license plate was auspicious, with a lot of 8s, indicating it was quite valuable.
With a gust of wind and billowing dust, the convoy arrived in front of Li Yang and his men. Li Yang narrowed his eyes, shooting out several cold glints as he scanned the entire convoy. His expression suddenly turned cold, and he was instantly enraged.
At the same time, in a different tone, an order was given to Lei Xin.
After hearing Li Yang's order, Lei Xin's face darkened, and she secretly took out her phone to issue commands. Meanwhile, Li Yang was already laughing and greeting the old man who got out of the Mercedes.
Chapter 577: Those who offend Li Yang will pay the price.
With half-gray hair, a cold expression, a beard, and a trench coat, he exuded an imposing aura. Behind him followed three or four fierce-looking young men, a bald old man, a thug in his fifties or sixties, and a middle-aged man in a black suit with short, unkempt hair and a menacing expression. They all followed behind the old man.
Li Yang glanced at the old man; he possessed an imposing aura, his eyes gleaming with a deep, unfathomable light, lost in thought. Li Yang had seen his photograph before and knew the old man was none other than Chen Gang, the father of Chen Yuan and Chen Mian. The long-hidden, ruthless old rogue of Jiangdong City!
In reality, although Song Ye and Hei Gui seemed to be very powerful back then, they only controlled about 40% of the underground forces. Meanwhile, Chen Gang quietly and secretly controlled a force no less powerful than theirs.
They were all just putting on a show, while Chen Gang was very well hidden, never seen in the light of day. Because he had another identity: a lackey of the Fan family in Beijing, a pawn planted here, nothing more than someone else's lackey.
"So you're Chen Gang, Boss Chen?" Li Yang chuckled.
"Hmph! Li Yang!" Cheng Gang's voice was powerful and forceful, exuding a domineering and imposing aura. He had intended to intimidate Li Yang with this display of power, to give him a taste of his own medicine. However, Li Yang was unable to respond to his imposing manner, instead nodding with a grin and saying, "Yes, I am Li Yang, the one who almost crippled your son!"
"Fuck your mother, do you want to die?" The bald old hooligan cursed and was about to rush forward when Chen Gang waved his hand to stop him.
The four burly young men behind Cheng Gang stared at Li Yang nervously, their eyes full of wariness, fearing that Li Yang might suddenly attack. After all, a person's reputation precedes them, and Li Yang's name was now widely known; who in the underworld didn't know him?
After hearing about his exploits, many young people joined the lucrative and prestigious underworld. Of course, many more promising talents were absorbed by the Bagua Sect, becoming part of strengthening its power.
"Dare to insult me?" Li Yang looked up at the old bald man coldly and asked in a sinister tone.
"Damn it, so what if I curse you? You bastard, you want to bite my balls!" Bald old rogue Cen Liang was one of Chen Gang's veteran subordinates. He was ruthless and a well-known figure in the underworld. However, after seeing Chen Mian's tragic fate, he was furious and vowed to cripple Li Yang to avenge Chen Mian.
At that time, Chen Gang firmly restrained him, preventing him from acting alone. Don't underestimate Li Yang, even though he is young. However, according to the news from the capital and the information they themselves received, Li Yang is highly skilled in martial arts, cunning, despicable, and shameless, and not so easy to deal with.
However, Cen Liang had been arrogant for most of his life and had developed a bad temper. He thought that Chen Gang was the number one boss and he was number three, and no one dared to mess with him.
Suddenly, a kid named Li Yang appeared out of nowhere. He's barely grown up yet, and he dares to poop and pee on my head. This is intolerable!
Ignoring Chen Gang's wink, Cen Liang pushed past Chen Gang's bodyguards and stormed out towards Li Yang. In his youth, he was a ruthless figure, invincible with his cleaver, but as he aged, his strength only declined, while his status rose. He was surrounded by flattery, and even his more skilled and daring underlings dared not defy him, praising him as still as formidable as ever.
Cen Liang developed an arrogant and conceited attitude, thinking he was very powerful. So when he faced Li Yang, especially seeing Li Yang's arrogance, his anger, which he had been holding back, suddenly flared up.
With a whoosh, the intense heat made his whole body heat up, his blood rushing, and he rushed out, pulling a cleaver from his chest. His eyes narrowed like a jackal's, flashing with a sharp, steel-like light. A fierce aura suddenly overflowed, and dust rose silently from the ground. He was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, rushing straight towards Li Yang with a fierce and murderous aura.
"good--"
People in Chen Gang's camp immediately shouted, and even Chen Gang nodded slightly, thinking to himself that Cen Liang's prowess was as strong as ever.
The blade flashed, moving at an extremely fast speed. It wasn't a downward slash, but a diagonal slash from below, incredibly fast and powerful.
Judging by the way it looked, it could easily break a thick wooden stick in one go, and it could definitely sever a person's neck in one stroke. Speaking of which, a person's neck is not so easy to break; without a certain amount of strength and skill, it's impossible.
The blade flashed like lightning, striking Li Yang's body in a single instant. It cleaved diagonally upwards from his chest, leaving a deep gash even if it didn't split him in two. Blood splattered everywhere, his intestines were torn open, and he died instantly.
"suck--"
"good--"
Chen Gang's camp cheered and shouted their approval.
Meanwhile, Lei Xin and Tie Dan from Li Yang's camp felt their hearts leap into their throats. They didn't think they could dodge such a blow, and the infamous old rogue Cen Liang was indeed formidable.
But everyone only saw a blur before their eyes; they didn't see the expected blood, nor did they see anyone fall to the ground. Cen Liang was also stunned. He had clearly hit someone, but there was no familiar sound or feel of the blade cutting through muscle and bone. Instead, it felt like he had struck empty air, without any sense of force. However, just as he was startled, a sudden feeling of danger washed over him.
His extraordinary sense of crisis, honed by a lifetime of fighting and killing, made him immediately sense danger approaching from behind.
"careful--"
Chen Gang shouted, his face suddenly turning extremely ugly.
Just as Cen Liang was about to crouch down and pounce like a wolf, he suddenly froze on the ground, not budging an inch. A hand had been gently placed on his back, the heavy pressure like a mountain held back, yet like a drawn bow, it was poised to strike. The slightest movement would unleash a devastating attack.
Moreover, to his horror, he discovered for the first time that the power was so great that it actually instilled in him a sense of fear and panic.
"Is he really that strong?" Cen Liang thought sadly to himself.
"Li Yang, no!" Chen Gang shouted, trying to stop Li Yang.
"Boss Chen, I'm sorry, but your underling is really unruly. Besides, I hate it most when people insult my parents; that's my Achilles' heel. Anyone who crosses it will pay the price!" Li Yang finished speaking without turning his head, then sneered, "Cen Liang, you brought this on yourself!"
"Ah—I'll kill you—" Cen Liang suddenly roared, frantically twisting his body and swinging his machete, trying to fight Li Yang to the death. But at the same time, an extremely powerful force came from his back, as fierce as a mountain. He was instantly struck by a train engine and thrown out like a kite with a broken string. He tumbled in the air, spitting out blood like it was free!