Chapter 408.2 - The Bathhouse Massacre (Part Two)
As someone who had been a police officer before, Xu Cheng’s instincts told him that this was probably a crime nest. After he got off of the car, he said to that woman, “Just wait here. When I come out, prepare a car to come and pick me up.”
The woman nodded as she got off of the cab with Xu Cheng. She found a roadside food stall and got some supper.
Xu Cheng walked across the street, and the woman didn’t know what else she could do so she just sat by the roadside stall and watched him. She saw that he walked to the entrance of a bathhouse, and then he was stopped by two guys from the Sanko Group. That woman saw Xu Cheng making a move. He grabbed both guys by the neck and smashed their faces into each other! Then, Xu Cheng walked into the bathhouse. The woman immediately turned her head back around and felt uneasy, wondering whether she should leave or stay. This was too crazy!
That was the Sanko Group that he was going against!
As one of the three big chiefs of Sanko Group, Cunzhong Tailang had been through tons of storms over the years. He had basically committed all the crimes there was to commit, and there was also really nothing he didn’t dare to do.
After two members died at the entrance, someone ran into the bathhouse and anxiously reported to him, “Master Cunzhong, something happened… Someone broke in…”
Cunzhong was getting his back rubbed and asked nonchalantly, “How many?”
“On-one!”
“Then how many people do we have?” Cunzhong snorted, “Including the neighboring street, we have over a hundred guys, wouldn’t whoever dares to come in basically be courting death? What are you panicking about? It’s not like the guy strapped himself with bombs and came to kamikaze our azzes. Since he’s just here courting death, we will end it quickly for him.”
That man nodded, and Cunzhong stopped him just as he turned back. “Wait.”
His man turned around and looked at him, waiting for the next order.
“Don’t kill him just yet. If he’s here to look for me, get him to come in. I want to ask him what gang he’s from, and why he wants to come and kill me,” Cunzhong said.
His man nodded, but just as he turned around, the door was busted open by a guy flying in. Outside in the courtyard, there were only seven or eight men left standing in the aftermath of bodies that Xu Cheng had brutally put down. The survivors kept on backing up to the door of the bath yard Cunzhong was in.
At the same time, more and more people from Sanko began flowing in, carrying all kinds of samurai swords. Immediately, Xu Cheng was encircled by the Sanko group guys in the yard.
Cunzhong Tailang’s voice came out from the bath yard, he lazily said, “You know what place this is? I think you should watch fewer movies and be less impulsive, because when you anger us, not even the law can protect you.”
Xu Cheng looked around at the 60 to 70 people that completely surrounded him and he shouted in the direction of the bath. “You don’t plan on coming out and having a chat?”
Cunzhong Tailang was afraid that this guy was carrying a gun, so he was very smart and definitely wouldn’t come out from the crowd. He kept on scrubbing himself in the bath and said, “How about you come over? I’m a bit busy right now.”
“Okay, but I hope you don’t run away in a bit,” as Xu Cheng said that, he stepped forward, and the thirty or so guys that were blocking the entrance immediately stepped forward, all pointing their samurai swords at Xu Cheng.
The others surrounding him also pulled out their weapons and focused onto Xu Cheng. Seeing Xu Cheng move, they also stepped forward.
The big circle just now compressed and became a tighter ring around Xu Cheng, and Cunzhong Tailang looked clearly very proud. “Over the years, there were too many people that wanted to kill me, but they all died outside in the yard. I’m curious, I don’t know you, what grudge do we have? Could you be another boss’s man? Since you are so loyal, how about just join my camp? Old rules, just cut off one finger to pledge allegiance, and I will grant you a bright future!”
Xu Cheng looked around at the crowd, the blades were bright, reflecting light under the night. He pressed forward another step, and the others also stepped forward, shrinking the circle even smaller. Cunzhong Tailang really liked to play this game, and he felt that no matter how brave and courageous a person was, they would sooner or later yield and admit defeat under such pressure.