Tragedy of the relevant works sequence

  Chen Haonan drove the car to send two people to the city that never sleeps. It was already 12 o'clock at night. The heavy rain gradually stopped.

  Liu Shaojie's cigarette changed one after another, without a moment's pause. Catching sight of the dim street lamp here, the scene was serene and quiet, a sense of unease arose, "Hao Nan, where are we?"

  "Almost there. Just a few more minutes to the city that never sleeps." He said, yawning widely. After shifting gears, he glanced at Chenhui sitting beside him and found that he seemed to be resting his eyes, yet also seemed to be deep in thought.

  Before Chen Haonan came back to his senses, a shrill engine roar rushed towards him, and a domineering off-road vehicle charged straight at them, ferociously cutting off their path! Chen Haonan urgently yanked the handbrake, but the car still drifted past due to inertia, only stopping after scraping against the front of the off-roader.

  Chen Hui's eyes snapped open, and the driver of the off-road vehicle in front of him was none other than Wang Jiaxiang, the little overlord of Ming Shan!

  "Be careful, there's an ambush!" Chen Hui took out his mobile phone and dialed Rotten Egg's number.

  No need for him to remind, looking at the dozens of people rushing up, he also knew that they were not here to invite themselves to drink tea. Chen Haonan quickly shifted into reverse gear, but found that he couldn't move at all. It's likely that something was stuffed into the rear wheel! At this point, if you want to survive, you can only fight desperately.

  Chan Ho-nam and Lau Si-kit simultaneously pulled out their cleavers from under the seat and rushed forward after pushing open the car door.

  "Something's happened, Ning's house, come quickly!" Chen Hui hung up the phone and opened the car door with a loud bang, knocking away the person who was trying to force their way into the car. At the same time, he swiftly picked up the Japanese dagger hidden under the leather seat, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and half of his body emerged from the car. He raised the knife and blocked the incoming watermelon knife, then immediately struck out with his left knee, hitting the person's lower body, helping him put an end to his sex life for the rest of his life.

  Chen Hui's sword flashed and pierced, cutting down the three men who were besieging the carriage door. Only then was he able to break out of his prison and escape with his life.

  Suddenly a flash of knife light, Chen Hui quickly bent down, a big chopping knife slashed down from the top of his head, fortunately he dodged with quick reflexes, but still had a few strands of hair cut off.

  He didn't think much, only saw him sweep his right leg, and the big young man fell to the ground with a loud thud. Immediately after that, he cut off three fingers of this person. Although he was crazy, he still had rationality. If someone died, it wouldn't matter if your dad was Li Gang or Niu Gang.

  Chen Hui's movements were smooth and agile, and he gradually gained a firm foothold. However, Chen Haonan and Liu Shaojie's situation was not so optimistic.

  Two men back to back, relying on each other, surrounded by a dozen or so people, the flashing knives alone made one's eyes dazzle, where was there still an opportunity to counterattack or break through?

  A huge sense of fear and panic had them in a desperate situation.

  Wang Jiaxiang shouted loudly, rushed forward, and with his right hand gripping the knife, he aimed at Chen Haonan's head and chopped down forcefully! Chen Haonan vaguely saw the flash of the knife and instinctively crouched down, narrowly avoiding this fierce slash.

  Suddenly a shrill cry of despair came, and Wang Jiaxiang's knife cut open a big mouth on the back of Dangzi. Blood gushed out like a pillar.

  Chen Haonan only then remembered that Liu Shaojie was leaning against his back, and dodging this knife meant Liu Shao's doom.

  Chen Haonan took advantage of the empty space to step forward, slashing his knife towards Wang Jiaxiang. Wang Jiaxiang was already on guard and swung his knife down fiercely, making a "clang" sound. Chen Haonan felt a shock in his wrist, and the knife almost fell out of his hand. From this one strike alone, Chen Haonan deeply knew that he was no match for his opponent.

  Liu Shaojie gritted his teeth and snarled, but before he could even let out a groan, five or six people had already charged up with killing intent. He let out a "tsk" of regret, took a step forward with his right foot, and the large knife in his hand began to spin like a flying wheel. With practiced movements, he parried and riposted, advancing and retreating. Although his moves were fierce, he had after all lost the support of Chen Haonan's back, and was now within the enemy's killing range.

  Chen Hui saw the two fall into danger, and while fending off with his hands, his feet had already taken a step forward. With a swift movement, he dodged and escaped from the entanglement of over a dozen enemies. "Haonan, Wang Jiaxiang is handed over to me, quickly go help Shaojie!"

  Chan Ho-nam sheathed his sword and turned around to leave, charging into the enemy's formation and rescuing Lau Siu-kit who was on the brink of death.

  "We meet again." Chen Hui held a knife in his right hand, his hair slightly fluttering, as he looked at Wang Jiaxiang with an air of arrogance.

  "Your swordsmanship is indeed fast. But the knife seems not sharp enough." Wang Jiaxiang smiled coldly and wiped away the blood on his face.

  "This will be enough to chop you!" Before Chenhui's voice had fallen, he had already jumped in front of Wang Jiaxiang.

  A figure flashed, a sword gleamed, Wang Jiaxiang hastily raised his sword to meet it. For a time, they fought so fiercely that the stars and constellations were obscured, the sun and moon lost their light, the blade sliced through the cold night, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

  Wang Jiaxiang let out a low shout, his feet tapping the ground, and his legs flew in like ghosts. Chen Hui's left hand made a grasping motion, just about to grab Wang Jiaxiang's foot, but unexpectedly he rapidly fell to the ground, and with a reverse swing of his hand, he launched a "Knife Cutting Bamboo" attack, slashing horizontally at Chen Hui's crown!

  Chen Hui saw that his feet were together, and he knew it was bad. He hurriedly bent down and squatted quickly, dodging a fatal knife. Immediately afterwards, fists and feet clashed, and the knife chopped upwards.

  Wang Jiaxiang is known as the new generation's top fighter in the famous mountain, and this has a lot to do with his combat skills. He learned seven martial arts including Mei Hua Zhuang and Shi Ba Zhuang from a young age, and his arm strength is superhuman. His martial arts skills are unparalleled, and although he is still young, he has already defeated the five top fighters of the Blue Clothes Society, and has never lost in countless battles, with the exception of one person, Chen Hui, with whom he once fought to a draw.

  In fact, when it comes to fighting, Chen Hui is a complete amateur, never having learned any formal moves or techniques. Relying on his innate talent and robust physique, he gradually created his own unique style through countless street fights. When facing off against the highly skilled Wang Jiaxiang, he didn't fall behind in the slightest. Seeing that they were evenly matched, the crowd from Ming Shan hastily pulled four or five people away from attacking Chen Liu and came to assist Wang Jiaxiang in surrounding and killing Chen Hui.

  The fierce battle had been going on for about ten minutes, and the three Chen Hui were already exhausted, wounded all over, after all, no matter how great their martial arts skills were, they couldn't defeat four hands with two fists. Just as things were getting desperate, another earth-shaking shout came from afar, and a group of black-clad men wielding large knives, led by a sinister-looking young man, charged towards them! That was the Blue Clothes Society, the largest gang in Yu Lin City.

  The people on the mountain felt that something was wrong and they all consciously fled in a hurry. In an instant, they disappeared into the vast night.

  Chen Hui and three others were rescued due to the arrival of the Blue Shirt Society.

  After several rounds of drinks, Yan Yingjie had already left the table and gone back, leaving only Chen Hui Ming and Chen Shou Ming, two brothers.

  "Little brother, be careful when doing business with Yan Yingjie, he's not an easy person to deal with."

  "Older brother, I know that. Anyway, one hand exchanges money and the other hand exchanges goods, I don't believe he will default on this small amount of money." Chen Shouming smiled as he ladled a bowl of soup for Chen Huiming.

  "I acquired a 10% stake in Yushuai to strengthen my control over him. If he doesn't listen, I'd rather destroy half of the lucrative business!" Chen Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unreadable.

  "That's natural, you're the master of your own domain after all."

  "Little brother, how long have we been brothers?" Chen Hui Ming suddenly had a kind gaze and smiled bitterly.

  "It's been twenty years or so." Chen Shouming let out a soft sigh and also fell into the memories of the past.

  The two were brothers who attended the same middle school, sat at the same desk and came from the same class. Chen Hui Ming's family was relatively well-off, so they were often extorted for protection fees by local thugs. One time, because of their resistance, they were stabbed three times, but fortunately, Chen Shou Ming fought to save his life, and from then on, the two became sworn brothers, sharing weal and woe, and became "three stabs and nine bows" sworn brothers.

  "So many years have passed, you've become the secretary of the municipal party committee, while I'm just a small peddler in a market." Chen Shouming downed his cup of wine with a self-deprecating smile. He lost his mother at 19 and his father at 21, and after experiencing countless hardships and struggles throughout his life, he finally managed to build a prosperous and wealthy family from scratch. The bitterness and pain he endured, only he and his wife knew.

  "Little brother, don't say that. As long as I'm around, you'll never go hungry. If there's anything you need help with, just speak up." Chen Hui Ming's phone suddenly rang, he frowned and glanced at it before turning it off calmly.

  "Big brother, busy?"

  Nothing big happened, just a report from the crowd that Lan Yi She and Ming Shan are fighting again. Alas, these two families can really make trouble! It's already past 12 o'clock, let's all go home.

  "Then I'll send Big Brother back." Chen Shouming's face turned pale, his whole body trembling, and he was suddenly drenched in cold sweat, and his stomach started hurting inexplicably again.

  "No need, no need, it's so late, otherwise my sister-in-law would think I'm being unreasonable."

  This is an inn in the east of the city.

  Chen Hui and three others lay on the bed in a state of collapse, their previous aura of invincibility gone.

  Standing next to them was a thin guy, with his right eye hidden by a red-dyed fringe, and a tattoo of a green dragon on his chest. His gaze was sharp as a knife, and he gave off an air of mixed aura. He was Rotten Egg. His real name was Yan Guoran. He and Chenhui were iron-brotherhood brothers.

  Chen Hui gritted her teeth in pain, sweat dripping down, the pain was getting worse by the minute. "We can't go to the hospital, what about the wound?"

  Rotten boy hesitated for a moment, "Just simply bandage here, I don't know if you can bear it."

  Liu Shaojie lay down on the ground, groaning and saying, "Others like Guan Yu have endured scraping their bones to heal wounds, what's a little pain like this to us?"

  Yan Guo Ran smiled and beckoned to a doctor, "Actually, Hua Tuo secretly put anesthetic in Guan Yu's tea, so he could be so brave. And now we have anesthesia - morphine."

  "Isn't that poison?!" Chen Haonan exclaimed in shock. Zhenhui also looked at Yan Guoran with a strange expression.

  "Hey, don't be nervous, it's nothing to worry about, just try a bit, you won't get addicted. You think buying dope is free? If you guys get hooked, my brother will beat me up."

  "That's good, we're still good brothers." Chen Hui let out a sigh of relief.

  "Shao Jie, how about you? Do you want morphine?"

  Liu Shaojie sneered, "How cool it is to take drugs, and later you'll have capital to show off to others. Just come on!"

  After an hour of simple stitching and hemostasis, the injuries of these three people were temporarily not serious.

  "The scoundrel of Ming Shan, this vendetta we must avenge!" Yan Guo Ran gritted his teeth and said.

  "It's a good thing you guys arrived in time, otherwise we would have really capsized in the ditch." Chenhui said with fear after touching his wound.

  "I was smashing their place at that time, after hearing your phone call, I immediately brought people over." Yan Guoran said calmly while taking a drag of his cigarette.

  "What about our brothers?"

  "Eating and drinking in the restaurant, chopping all day, running all day, more tired than the Liberation Army"

  "Of course I'm tired," Chenhui nodded, "You order a few more dishes, and I'll pay the bill later."

  "Do you still have money in your pocket?" Chen Haonan asked with interest.

  Chen Hui's left hand reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He took a look and was shocked silly.

  "Nineteen bucks!" The four of them shouted in unison.

  Chen Hui hesitated for a moment before suddenly realizing and saying, "A few days ago, I just lost a few thousand playing fish. Sorry, everyone."

  "So, let this young master treat you instead." He said loudly, "Whatever you want to eat, just say it, and this young master will foot the bill tonight!"

  Chen Hui quietly put away the nineteen pieces and muttered to himself, "It's time to ask for money from home."

  Almost home. Chen Shouming's teeth chattered again. He lightly stepped on the brakes, and the car slowly came to a stop by the side of the road.

  "Does your stomach hurt again?" Tang Yue looked at her husband with a worried expression, hastily taking out a tissue to wipe the cold sweat from his face.

  Tianshou Ming reluctantly nodded his head and was about to comfort his wife a few words, when suddenly he felt dizzy and fainted!

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