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The cold-looking man secretly grinned under Zhang Jun's scornful gaze. With great difficulty, he opened his mouth and said, "I …"

Just as the word "I" came out of his throat, the Zhang Jun in front of him suddenly moved swiftly. Soon after, a huge force came from his throat, and under this force, his own body also quickly retreated, fiercely slamming into the small wall where they had ambushed Zhang Han.

He wanted to cough, but it was difficult for him to do such a thing with his throat being tightly clenched. The only thing he could do was to let out a weird gurgling sound, and small droplets of blood started to flow down the corner of his mouth.

Looking at his companion who was violently twitching and having his neck held tightly by Zhang Jun's hawk-like right hand, the sturdy man beside him let out a strange cry and was about to swing his fist to save his friend.

However, the moment he raised his fist, the light in front of him dimmed. A large palm tightly gripped his right wrist, causing him to be nailed there and unable to move again.

The brawny man was startled and slowly raised his head to look at the ten centimeters tall man. This was the first time he felt such a strong pressure from his majestic and arrogant body.

Zhou Xinmin grabbed the brawny man's wrist, and a trace of an evil smile appeared on his honest face, "Little guy, watch first. You don't have the qualifications to attack my second brother."

Little guy?

This was the first time he had been called this way ever since he came to this world, but … Looking at Zhou Xinmin's terrifying figure and feeling the terrifying strength from his grip on his arm, he tactfully chose to remain silent.

But now wasn't the time to be silent, his comrades were being held captive by Zhang Jun.

"Roar …" The brawny man gave a muffled roar and aimed his left fist at Zhou Xinmin with all his might. He intended to use this chance to force Zhou Xinmin away.

However, in the battle with Zhang Han just now, his entire body had been wounded, and the endless amount of energy that he had expended had been depleted. It would not be exaggerated to say that he was about to run out of energy.

Therefore, when this punch was thrown, regardless of strength or speed, it was greatly reduced. Zhou Xinmin was able to easily block it.

"Kid, are you really looking to die?"

"Your father has no time to waste on you …" The brawny man roared, wanting to break free from Zhou Xinmin's two iron hands once again.

But Zhang Han's ghostly figure suddenly appeared beside him and grabbed the brawny man's left shoulder.

From the corner of the brawny man's eyes, a bright light appeared and his heart trembled. A bad premonition had just passed and the brawny man was struggling with all his might like a madman.

Zhang Han smiled sinisterly as he swung the broken blade in his right hand without hesitation.

"Puff …" The sturdy man's entire left arm came down from its roots. Bright blood-red columns of light shot up into the sky, and the pale bone stubble shook everyone's eyeballs.

"Ah …" The moment Zhang Han cut off the brawny man's left hand, Zhou Xinmin gave a silly smile and released the hand that was holding the brawny man's wrists. He grinned evilly as he looked at the sturdy man, who was hugging the bleeding left shoulder and rolling on the ground.

"Does it hurt? Do you want me to help you relieve your pain? "

"F * ck your mother …" The brawny man twisted his face that was intermixed with blood and sweat, looking even more ferocious and terrifying. Hearing Zhou Xinmin's tone of not putting him in his eyes, amidst the pain, he immediately flew into a rage!

"It's too noisy!" Zhang Han shouted in a deep voice. He gripped the broken saber with both hands and aimed it at the heart of the brawny man who had just come rolling over.

"Puff …" The short and small broken blade was like a piece of tofu slicing through the air as it completely sunk into the ground. The brawny man let out a pitiful cry.

The tragic death of his comrade had deeply stung that cold man who was pressed against the small wall by Zhang Jun.

He wanted to scream in grief, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only stare at Zhang Jun with eyes as fierce as ghosts, as if he wanted to deeply imprint his appearance into his mind.

Zhang Jun's slightly reddened eyes stared fearlessly at the cold-looking man. Your sins are unforgivable. Remember how I look like. In my next life, you can come take your life from me again. "

With his left hand holding his left shoulder, he used all his strength to kowtow!

"Crack …" "Argh ~ ~ ~ ~" His entire left shoulder was dislocated and even split open. Large streams of blood flowed down from his shoulder, staining his entire left arm red. Zhang Jun was still staring coldly into his angry and pained eyes. His left hand grabbed Han Li's neck while his right hand slowly rested on Zhang Jun's right shoulder.

"Kacha …" The sound of bones breaking was heard again. Both of his arms had been completely destroyed.

"Bang …", "Kacha …". After two consecutive collisions, Zhang Jun's right foot continuously kicked the man's knees, shattering them into pieces.

In less than a minute, a tyrannical character, a powerful sniper, was completely crippled by Zhang Jun.

If he didn't have the ambulance, he would have been reduced to a cripple.

"The moment you pull the trigger, your fate is no longer yours." Zhang Jun then mercilessly tossed the completely disabled fellow aside.

Zhou Xinmin walked to the side, and slowly poured the two barrels of peanut oil he grabbed when he rushed into the mall onto the twitching sniper's body.

Zhang Jun pressed the lighter and looked at the sniper who was staring at him with anger, fear, and pain. He said slowly, "Let me remind you again, take a good look at my face. In your next life … "Look for me to take revenge again."

The moment Zhang Jun finished speaking, the lighter was easily tossed out. It drew a bright arc in the air, leaving behind specks of light!

Finally, it accurately landed on that man's body.

"Puff …" "Phew …" Peanut Oil immediately exploded into a raging inferno under the collision of the flames, completely engulfing the poor sniper. The flames gently wiggled and let out mournful screams, and wails and curses filled the entire roof. Even the people on the ground could hear the screams of this cautious person.

Zhang Jun quietly looked at the sniper who was slowly 'enjoying' the unimaginable burning pain as he lost the ability to move. His cold eyes did not show any trace of pity, and his calm voice was even more terrifying than his screams.

Zhang Jun had always believed that everyone had to pay a corresponding price for what they had done. Since others had hurt him and injured their own brothers, then they should pay a double price. In this life and death competition where there was no path of retreat, for the sake of his own brothers and relatives, he could only kill all those who blocked his path without mercy.

Of course, he would also need to repay the debt for his own deaths. However, that could only be done in his next life! He was willing to bear all the pain in his next life. He only wished to give his brother a chance to live …

Zhang Han came to Zhang Jun's side and said cautiously, "Second brother, the police are here. We …" "Isn't it time to leave …"

Tonight, Zhang Jun led all the members of the Chinese Sect to the outskirts early in the morning, quietly waiting for the arrival of a certain moment.

The enemy did not make them wait for half an hour. Half an hour later, Chu Wenxi led all his brothers, a total of seventy-eight were present.

Zhang Jun stared coldly at Chu Wenxi, who was ten steps away from him. "You have quite the guts. I didn't expect you to still have the guts to come and meet up with me."

Chu Wenxi's black eyes swept across Zhang Jun, enveloping all the members of the Chinese Sect …

Chu Wenxi's gaze turned serious, "Zhang Jun, aren't you overconfident? Humph, there must be a limit to one's arrogance! "

"Whether it's arrogance or reality, you should know it better than me."

The corner of the lean youth's mouth slowly curled up as his bright eyes were fixated on Su Xiang's body from the beginning till the end.

When Chu Wenxi led his men into their field of vision, Su Xiang had already noticed this tall and lean youth who was staring at him with shining eyes. From the terrifying aura that was emitted from his body, Su Xiang could clearly determine that this youth was an elite amongst experts.

Su Xiang's cold eyes flashed with a trace of fanaticism: "You're very strong, maybe you can let me have some fun."

"Hahaha, it will definitely be as you wish!"

Chu Wenxi took a deep breath, stared at Zhang Jun and said, "Tell me, how should we compete?"

"My sect and I are used to any kind of battle. In order for you and your men to willingly submit to us, you can choose your battle tactics."

Zhu Wenxi and Xu Zhiqiang, who was standing beside him, looked at each other. "A free-for-all!"

The corners of Zhang Jun's mouth curled up, "As you wish."

"However... We have conditions. " Xu Zhiqiang said, "Our condition is that you cannot attack our other subordinates. If you want to fight, you can only choose me or Big Bro."

Zhang Jun lightly said, "Whatever. I have said that as long as you are willing to submit, we will accept any method of fighting."

Chu Wenxi waved to his men behind him, and the seventy brothers behind him all gripped their weapons under their leadership, and began to spread out step by step, leaving many criss-crossing marks on the ground. However, they didn't want to surround them, but slowly walked towards the woods nearby.

Chu Wenxi said, "The free-for-all we speak of doesn't mean that so many people are gathered here to randomly cut and kill. I don't think you want to apply these people to ordinary large-scale underworld killings. You want to build them into a tyrannical team of killers, used for assassination, assault, and other special missions.

Today is the day of the forest hunting. As long as they enter the forest, they will not necessarily gather a few people. They will not necessarily adopt some sort of strategy nor set any traps. "Zhang Jun, I accept your conditions. As long as you can thoroughly defeat me and make me submit to you, I, Chu Wenxi, am willing to lead my men and disappear from the martial arts world, never to appear again."

Zhang Jun looked at him deeply. Submission? Could it be … Was there some hidden trick in the forest battle?

This time, Zhang Jun did not dare to be careless anymore. The thoughts of the person in front of him could not even be compared to a human's. It was very likely that he had planted an even larger and illogical killing move in the jungle.

His right hand quietly made a hand gesture behind him, hinting Su Xiang and the others to be careful. Only then did he slowly nod his head, "I will convince you wholeheartedly."

Who was Chu Wenxi? What sort of agreement did he have with Zhang Jun? A great battle was about to break out. In the end, who would be the final victor?