Chapter 300

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Chapter 300: Do You Have Any Objections?
“Uncle Ying, what should we do now?” Skinny Ajing looked at the ‘elder’ in the gang in front of him.
Mountain Falcon rubbed his thin face and said, “Go call the Local Land Bureau and tell them that there has been a murder at Jude Building.”
“Let’s get the underground city involved, see if they can protect our ‘flower dress’.”
Ajing glanced at him and asked, “Can it be protected?”
After shaking his head, he knew the answer.
Mountain Falcon left with the others, wearing a gloomy expression.
Ajing tried calling the residents’ hotline on his phone, but it was busy. He had to grab one of his subordinates and urgently told him, “Go to the Local Land Bureau right away!”
Jude Building.
When Mountain Falcon arrived, he saw the entrance of the restaurant blocked by a house truck.
On the second floor, a large hole had been knocked out, and there were two rows of figures standing on the wooden corridor, holding weapons and looking down below expressionlessly.
Several men in flowery shirts were lying on the ground, some were killed by falling, some were stabbed to death, and some were shot in the head by a sniper rifle.
The area outside the tavern was crowded with members wearing flowery shirts, hundreds of them surrounded the Jude Building tightly, and they also blocked off the street where the tavern was located.
“Wow, what a big scene, haven’t seen such a lively scene in many years, but it’s a group of useless people, all show and no substance.”
A young voice rang out, sounding particularly arrogant.
The crowd parted, and a group of men in black suits walked in, all of them holding guns, some even carrying rocket launchers.
The man at the forefront had a baby face, biting on a toothpick, looking nonchalant.
“Corpse Dog”, Yang Hao!
Mountain Falcon snorted from his nostrils, “You Yang, going crazy at this time, don’t you know Seventh Uncle has been taken out by someone!”
Yang Hao spat out the toothpick from his mouth, “Everyone has to die at some point, Seventh Uncle is not a god, if he’s dead, he’s dead.”
“Anyway, he had his fun over the years, he died without regrets, haha.”
“What did you say!”
“Yang, do you still have respect for Seventh Uncle?”
“Apologize to Seventh Uncle quickly!”
Next to Mountain Falcon, people in flowery shirts pointed at Yang Hao and shouted angrily.
Yang Hao smiled, picked up a rifle nearby, aimed at the feet of those people and fired a burst of bullets, making everyone retreat except for Mountain Falcon.
Yang Hao smirked and said, “Uncle Ying, you are still sharp, unlike these useless people who get scared with just a few bullets.”
“With your little courage, dare to criticize me?”
“Useless!”
After scolding for a while, no one dared to make a sound.
Mountain Falcon tried to smooth things over, saying, “Alright, let’s not let others outside laugh at us.”
Then, he lifted his head and declared to the people in the building, “I am ‘Flower Shirt’ Mountain Falcon.”
“Yang Hao and I have arrived, please tell us what’s the matter!”
Someone in the building cleared their throat, followed by a burst of laughter, and a man with a Taoist bun came out from inside.
“Gentlemen, our master requests your presence.”
Yang Hao looked up, smiling, and said, “Could you please move the car? It’s blocking the entrance, how can we go in?”
The Taoist bun smiled and said, “Look at Young Master Yang, making a fuss over this small matter. It shouldn’t be difficult for you two, please come in.”
Yang Hao chuckled and glanced at Mountain Falcon, “So, Uncle Ying, why don’t you go first?”
Mountain Falcon knew he was afraid that there might be an ambush inside, so he snorted and said, “Do you know now who to respect based on age?”
“What are you talking about? I have always respected you, Uncle Ying,” Yang Hao said with a smile.
Mountain Falcon closed his eyes, put in a burst of effort, took a few steps and leaped onto the roof of the caravan. With another strong step, he arrived inside the wooden railing on the second floor of the tavern, standing in the corridor.
Yang Hao whistled, clapped his hands, then put his hands in his pockets and imitated Mountain Falcon by jumping onto the second floor of the tavern.
A man with a Taoist hairstyle led the way in front, leading the two into the interior of the tavern. The hall in front of the second-floor stage was in a mess, with tables and chairs overturned, and fruits scattered everywhere.
As soon as Mountain Falcon entered, he saw the two women of Thunder Seven crouched in a corner, their makeup smudged from crying.
On the stage stood a nearly four-meter tall small mecha, all crimson red, with a face mask looking fierce like a demon.
Thunder Seven’s body lay next to the mecha, and blood had stained the stage floor a dark red color.
Sitting on the edge of the stage was a person with disheveled black hair, eyes glowing red with malice, a rhino-hide wrapped knife casually placed by his feet, and another one placed across his legs.
Even though Mountain Falcon was mentally prepared, seeing this person still made him gasp in shock.
Walking behind, Yang Hao asked quietly, “Is that the Red Ghost you all mentioned?”
Mountain Falcon nodded slightly, then saw a person standing on each side of the stage.
One was his old acquaintance, Guan Peng, known as ‘Iron Horse’.
The other man had a fierce look, a missing arm, and carried a long knife, giving off a threatening vibe despite standing still.
Mountain Falcon felt a sudden headache.
Just the one-armed man and Guan Peng alone could overpower Mountain Falcon and Yang Hao.
The other Taoist with a topknot was also to be reckoned with.
The most formidable one, naturally, was the young man sitting on the stage called ‘Red Ghost’.
Mountain Falcon frowned, why haven’t the people from the Local Land Bureau arrived yet?
At this moment.
The young person on the stage spoke, “Lei Qi is dead.”
“From now on, ‘Flower Shirt’ follows me.”
With just two simple sentences, ‘Flower Shirt’s future was decided.
Yang Hao and Mountain Falcon were both surprised, feeling a bit unprepared for ‘Red Ghost”s directness.
Then the baby-faced person chuckled, “Do you think we’re playing house?”
“If Seventh Uncle is dead, then ‘Flower Shirt’ belongs to you?”
“You should ask ‘Flower Shirt’s hundreds of brothers for their opinions…”
Just then.
He saw the figure on the stage move.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it suddenly appeared in front of him without any warning.
Then the sword light emerged from its sheath like a dragon leaping from a ravine, making a loud clang as it traced a natural arc in the dimly lit tavern hall, heading towards Yang Hao.
In an instant, Yang Hao’s eyes widened as he saw the Elemental Power churned into a raging sea by the sword light.
The raging tide surged, overwhelming everything.
As the bright arc of the sword came crashing down, the immense pressure left Yang Hao speechless, only able to let out a loud cry and draw a pair of walking sticks from his sleeves to fend off the attack.
Clang!
The sharp sound of the clash between the sword and sticks was heard clearly even by the people outside the tavern.
Inside the building, the Mountain Falcon was so loud it felt like a grenade exploding nearby, with crashing noises and dazzling flashes.
Then, Yang Hao, who was usually outspoken, was kneeling on the ground, his two crutches broken into four pieces, one arm severed and lying in a pool of blood.
The long knife that cut off Yang Hao’s arm was dripping blood.
Yang Hao’s face twisted, facing the ‘Red Ghost’ with eyes that seemed to be flowing with blood.
The usually wild Yang Hao was now calm, even deliberately suppressing his breathing.
He was afraid of disturbing the killer in front of him.
Looking at the man known as ‘Corpse Dog,’ Luo Yan asked softly, “Do you have any objections?”