Chapter 133: Wasted!

  The bar was almost empty, with only a few people left. The floor was littered with broken glass and overturned tables and chairs. A large group of people were chatting, holding knives and other sharp objects in their hands. Suddenly, a loud, furious voice rang out from the crowd: "I'll kill all your mothers! You dare to play tricks on me? I'll make sure you all die!"

  "Haha." Another voice came, "Tie Shou, you continue to be arrogant, I'll see how far your arrogance can take you today. You're not very capable, are you? You even swallowed up so much of our White Eagle Gang's territory. Today, I'm going to make you spit it all out, fight."

  A burst of "ding ding dong" sounds came from the crowd, "Iron Hand, as long as you sign this contract and transfer all your industries to me, I guarantee that I will let you go. If you don't sign, next year at this time will be your memorial day." A voice that sounded somewhat familiar to Zhao Tiezhu rang out.

  "Go to hell, you guys wait, wait for Brother Zhao to come, you'll all die, haha." Tie Shou's voice was a bit weak and powerless, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

  "Alright, I'll wait here for you. Aren't your fists made of iron? Today, I'll let these iron fists become useless."

  "My grass!"

  Zhao Tiezhu let out a loud curse, and with a flash of movement, his speed soared to the limit. In an instant, he had already burst through the crowd, sending those thugs wielding knives and clubs flying. The toad also charged forward with a bloodthirsty expression, while Fan Jian followed behind to clean up.

  When Zhao Tiezhu rushed into the middle of the crowd, he saw Ou Yang Hao, one of the three FJ princes, holding an iron rod. Tie Shou's hand was pressed to the ground by several people, and Ou Yang Hao's iron rod was about to strike Tie Shou's arm.

  Between Ou Yang and Zhao Tiezhu, there were four or five people in between. Zhao Tiezhu was furious, directly grabbed one person and threw him over. The speed was so fast, the strength was so strong, that it directly sent seven or eight people including Ou Yang flying. The crowd suddenly cleared out a space.

  Zhao Tiezhu flashed again and arrived directly beside Tieshou. With one punch per person, the people pinning down Tieshou were instantly knocked to the ground, their lives hanging in the balance.

  Zhao Tiezhu's face was gloomy, like a world-destroying demon king, staring at the people around him with bloodthirsty eyes.

  Ouyang Hao struggled to get up and saw Zhao Tiezhu's figure, shocked, "Zhao Tiezhu, how did you end up here?!" Then it seemed like he thought of something, "You're Iron Hand's big brother!!"

  "Tian Dao, if you hadn't led me out today, my men wouldn't be like this." Zhao Tiezhu looked at Tian Dao with a cold expression, then glanced at the Iron Fist Gang members lying on the ground, many of whom were bleeding profusely. The chill in Zhao Tiezhu's eyes intensified, "As for last night's matter, if you don't give me a satisfactory outcome, even if your master comes, I will still kill you."

  "Humph." Tian Dao's dissatisfied mutter was directed at me, and he vented his anger on my head. He glanced at the henchmen holding clubs beside him and said a sentence.

  "One arm per person, isn't that enough?"

  The people around were chilled to the bone!

  There are almost a hundred people around, and he actually wants to give each of them an arm, is this guy crazy or stupid? Or is he really a genius?

  Everyone was about to burst out laughing, but in an instant, that smile froze on their faces.

  The heavens have moved.

  He seemed to have taken a few leisurely steps when someone let out a cry of pain.

  An arm was bent at an eerie angle, clearly broken in several places.

  "First!"

  The words had barely fallen when a second and third cry of pain rang out.

  "My grass, let's go up together." Someone shouted immediately, and the hooligans around him waved their knives and rushed up.

  "Kill him!" Sun Bao's body retreated backward, but his mouth was still shouting.

  "The tenth, the eleventh."

  The voice of the heavens was like a fatal melody, every time a number was called out, someone would fall to the ground in agony. Those who surrounded the heavens didn't even touch his clothes!

  "The eightieth, the eighty-first."

  At this time, the ground was already filled with people. All of them had one thing in common: their arms were broken, and they were broken into several segments!

  "Grass, let's get rid of this first." Someone thought of catching the thief before catching the king and rushed towards Zhao Tiezhu. Zhao Tiezhu didn't even look at these people, he was examining the injury on Tieshou's hand.

  A man with claws suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Tiezhu, and several people who rushed towards him were knocked flying, their bodies covered in gruesome wounds, blood gushing out.

  "What...what kind of people are these!!" Ouyang Hao's eyes widened, Zhao Tiezhu called over the toad, letting it stare at Iron Hand, while he himself slowly stood up, looking at Ouyang Hao as if he were a dead man.

  "I won't kill you." Zhao Tiezhu walked step by step towards Ouyang Hao, his voice low and calm as he said, "I want your arms, I want your legs." It was just like a man saying to the woman he liked, "I want you," with the same tranquility and naturalness, except that in Zhao Tiezhu's words, there wasn't a shred of emotion.

  "You!!! You can't move me, my dad is......" Ouyang Hao's voice came to an abrupt halt, followed immediately by a blood-curdling scream.

  "Ah!!"

  Ouyang Hao's body went limp on the ground, his legs had been crushed by Zhao Tiezhu! It was a crushing blow that left no hope for recovery. Zhao Tiezhu used his foot to pin down Ouyang Hao's other hand and slowly applied pressure downwards.

  "Just now, you wanted Iron Fist's hand, now return it to me." Zhao Tiezhu's expression didn't change, but the downward pressure suddenly intensified.

  "I haven't even started yet." Ouyang Hao was very aggrieved, just now when I wanted to start, you clearly stopped me, how can you be so ruthless? But before Ouyang Hao could finish speaking, Zhao Tiezhu directly crushed his palm. Ouyang Hao let out a loud cry, rolled his eyes and fainted, but unexpectedly, after Zhao Tiezhu touched him somewhere, he woke up again!

  Then Zhao Tiezhu used the same method to crush Ouyang Hao's other hand, and looked around, everyone was knocked down by the Heavenly Way, not a single person had an intact hand.

  "There are 112 people in total." Tian Dao said, standing in front of Zhao Tiezhu.

  "Hmm." Zhao Tiezhu glanced around, a disdainful smile playing on his lips as he walked to the staircase. There, he saw Sun Bao lying face down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

  Zhao Tiezhu ruthlessly kicked several times, directly crushing Sun Bao's hands and feet, only then walking to the front of Iron Hand.

  "Tell me, what's going on?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

  "We were ambushed," Iron Fist said. "That Wang Bird person, as soon as he brought us to the back, we were surrounded by people. I led my men in a breakout and got here, only to be surrounded again. Didn't expect they were just pretending to surrender."

  Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "We didn't catch them."

  "He's gone." The toad chimed in from beside him, "Seems like he just ran off a moment ago."

  "Send people out and bring them all back."

  "Yes."

  "Brother Tie Shou, you're not doing well, dozens of your men were knocked down, look at us, just four people and we wiped them all out." Fan Jian walked up to Tie Shou with a smug face, jokingly saying.

  Iron Hand glanced at him disdainfully, "There are three people, you're neglecting one."

  "Wiped out, but at least I'm still standing."

  "How about we give it a try?"

  "It's not necessary." Fan Jian smiled and walked away, but his feet were shaking slightly. After all, this was the first time he had encountered such a large-scale fight, and earlier he had just used humor to cover up his own fear. Who wouldn't be afraid? He hadn't passed out, which was already pretty good.

  The toad looked at Fan Jian and said to Zhao Tiezhu, "Not bad, can be trained."

  Zhao Tiezhu nodded and didn't say anything.

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