strokinit Chapter 27 One Against Eight
Chapter 27 One Against Eight
I glanced at the courtyard wall; it wasn't very high.
Zhao An focused his inner energy on his feet, then leaped up, like a light swallow, and silently landed on the low wall.
His gaze fell on the courtyard of the Tiger Head Gang's headquarters.
A figure was seen fighting a group of gang members. Although the other side had a large number of people, the figure was not showing any weakness.
The figure's owner was young and handsome, but the set of boxing techniques he used was extremely domineering.
Few can withstand his punch.
Those gang members who were even slightly hit were either killed or injured, and they immediately fell asleep.
"It really is that Shen family brat..." Zhao An recognized the young man who threw the punch; he was the only son of the Shen family from Erjing Alley.
In retrospect, his prediction was correct.
The Tiger Head Gang has really bitten off more than they can chew this time.
Zhao An wasn't in a hurry. His gaze swept across the courtyard and he spotted Zhou Hu, the leader of the Tiger Head Gang.
What he valued most was Zhou Hu, who possessed the skills of a martial arts master.
The other henchmen have limited abilities as soul slaves. If he obtains high-level martial arts techniques in the future, which are not something ordinary people can practice, the only ones he can truly rely on are these martial arts master-level soul slaves.
To him, Zhou Hu was a consumable, a precious cultivation resource, and therefore could only die by his blade.
Besides Zhou Hu, there was another person next to Zhou Hu who caught his attention.
This person appeared to be older, dressed in a brocade outfit, with his hands behind his back and a sheathed longsword in his hand.
There's a story behind this knife; it's an official knife from the yamen (government office)!
Above his head was a slightly glaring red name: Chen Song!
There were four head constables in the outer city government office.
His elder brother was one, while Chen Song in front of him was another.
This constable did not participate in the previous bandit suppression, but instead appeared at the Tiger Head Gang's headquarters late at night.
Zhao An wasn't too surprised by this.
He was aware of the overt and covert collusion between several constables and gangs in the outer city, as he was a former leader of the Tiger Head Gang.
The reason he came late at night was probably to discuss important matters with Zhou Hu in private.
At this moment, Zhou Hu could no longer restrain himself. He grabbed the large golden knife, pushed aside the crowd, and slashed at the Shen family boy.
The technique he used was the Fierce Tiger Saber Skill that made him famous. Combined with the heavy golden saber, the saber strikes he made seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Shen Pan, who had been wreaking havoc in the courtyard, was immediately restrained by Zhou Hu and plunged into a bitter battle.
Zhao An could tell at a glance that although this young man from the Shen family was a martial arts master, he had only recently entered this realm. His internal energy was much weaker than Zhou Hu's, and his fists were no match for the Fierce Tiger Blade!
With many Tiger Head Gang members standing around, if this kid can't kill Zhou Hu, it won't be easy for him to escape tonight.
Just as Zhao An was pondering when to make his move, the young man from the Shen family suddenly exerted his strength, pressed forward, seized an opening, and punched Zhou Hu in the chest, causing him to show a pained expression.
"What happened, Zhou Hu? You got beaten up so badly by a brat." Chen Song, who was watching the show from the side, sneered and drew his long sword.
"Prepare fifty taels of silver; I'll chop this brat up for you!"
Before making his move, Chen Song didn't forget to extort a word, and then, without saying a word, he took out his knife and slashed straight at Shen Pan.
Although his swordsmanship was not as domineering as Zhou Hu's, it was more ruthless, combining offense and defense, and looked even more difficult to deal with.
Just when Shen Pan had a chance to kill Zhou Hu, Chen Song interfered, and things suddenly became dangerous again.
"You're asking for death!" After recovering, Zhou Hu was enraged and slashed straight at Shen Pan, who was unable to dodge and had been forced into a corner.
clang!
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
Zhou Hu's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the person who had suddenly appeared before him, his breath hot as he exhaled from his mouth and nose.
"Zhao An!!"
At the critical moment, Zhao An, who had been observing for a moment, chose to step in and take the blow from Zhou Hu.
The two men clashed, and Zhao An held his own against his former gang leader.
"It's been a long time," Zhao An said casually.
To be honest, ever since he was forced to go through those three trials, he had never seen the gang leader again, nor had he ever returned to the Tiger Head Gang headquarters.
"Even you want to oppose me?!" Zhou Hu swung his long sword, took two steps back, and said angrily.
"Zhou Hu, since this kid has come to us willingly, isn't that making things easier? Zhao Ke hasn't had a chance to take the money from the Python Gang yet. As we agreed before, if we take him down, we'll split it between us!"
When Chen Song saw Zhao An, his eyes lit up immediately.
"Okay!" Zhou Hu readily agreed.
He was initially wary of Zhao An's strength, but with Chen Song present today, it was indeed a good opportunity to get rid of Zhao An.
As for that young man from the Shen family, he has already been injured. The gang's core members can hold him off for a while; he is not a threat.
Zhao An remained calm, even when facing these two martial arts masters, his heart was still quite calm, as if he were dealing with two small fry.
"I've got one person on my hands." A voice suddenly drifted from the side.
It's Shen Pan's.
He clutched the wound on one side of his abdomen, his face ashen.
He could have taken the opportunity to climb over the wall and escape, but he chose to stay.
Perhaps he was determined to kill Zhou Hu, or perhaps Zhao An had just saved him and he didn't want to abandon him.
Zhao An didn't waste any more words with the young man, and simply said a greeting.
"No need."
Then he raised his knife, the blade locking onto Zhou Hu.
"Insolence!" Zhou Hu, unable to relinquish his status as the boss, glared and then launched a fierce attack, his large golden blade lashing out at Zhao An.
Instead of retreating, Zhao An advanced to meet him, striking with almost identical blows, and then striking again, still with similar movements.
Sparks flew, and after a few cuts, Zhou Hu was somewhat stunned.
Zhao An was clearly using the same Fierce Tiger Saber Technique as him, but the question is how Zhao An managed to steal it?
It's impossible that he figured it out on his own using just a few moves of the Black Tiger Saber style, right?!
Zhou Hu was incredulous, but he had no time to think about it. Zhao An's swords were deadly, and he quickly suffered a series of defeats.
He was clearly the one who mastered the original Fierce Tiger Saber Technique, but in his duel with Zhao An, he seemed more like the imposter...
Fortunately, Chen Song did not stand idly by and joined forces with Zhou Hu to attack Zhao An.
They thought victory was assured, but they were soon shocked to discover that Zhao An was holding his own against two opponents!
In fact, it was Zhou Hu who was the first to be wounded by Zhao An, and his brocade robes as a gang leader were quickly stained crimson with blood.
Zhou Hu staggered back, while Zhao An leaped into the air like a tiger leaping over a ravine, his blade transforming into a cold, moon-like gleam that crashed down upon him.
Zhou Hu was unable to defend himself, and another long knife wound appeared on his body, running from his shoulder to his abdomen, almost splitting him open!
"Damn it!" Chen Song exclaimed in shock and drew his sword to kill him.
Zhao An turned around, parried the attack with his longsword, and then suddenly raised his palm like a cold arrow, unleashing the Silver Serpent Hand, which struck Chen Song's chest.
One hundred and seventy strands of internal energy passed through his palm and burst out with force, like a heavy hammer striking. Chen Song felt a tightness in his chest, as if his heart and lungs were about to explode!
A sweet taste came from his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that Zhou Hu was trying to escape, Zhao An flicked his hand, and his long sword flew out, piercing Zhou Hu's back and delivering a fatal blow!