21: Chapter 17, Acid Rain!
21: Chapter 17, Acid Rain!
The battle was one-sided.
Although the members of the Blood Hand Association were a bunch of desperadoes, it was mostly others whose lives were lost.
When the marksmen of the Flame Army carried out several rounds of sweeping gunfire, and then the following troops charged into the crowd, cutting people down, the Blood Hand Association was already in disarray.
No matter how skilled in martial arts one might be, one still fears the kitchen knife.
No matter how sharp the kitchen knife might be, it fears firearms.
The people of the Blood Hand Association did believe in science; they knew the Flame Army was unstoppable, not something their two hundred odd lives could contend with.
After dozens of their brothers had died, the others actively put their hands on their heads and squatted in a corner or lay flat on the ground…
With such a resolute gesture, they conveyed an important message: Stop hitting me, I surrender!
Blood Hand had originated as an assassin, famous in the martial arts world for his graceful movement technique and unpredictable strikes.
However, when he faced the blockhead Chen Hu, there was no room for him to display his skills, as Chen had learned a set of military boxing focused on practicality.
It didn’t look very sophisticated, but combined with his brute strength, each blow was wide and powerful, leaving Blood Hand with no chance to fight back.
After dozens of exchanges, Chen Hu’s knife swung toward Blood Hand’s chest.
Blood Hand dared not block it head-on, desperately retreating to avoid the lethal strike.
He knew that if Chen Hu’s knife connected, his body would be split in two.
Because of his too hasty retreat, Blood Hand fell on his behind.
Looking down at his chest, a bloody mark had mysteriously appeared.
Despite the fact that the broadsword did not hit him, he had sustained such a serious injury.
Blood Hand was shocked; he knew it was the Sword Energy.
This brute had actually cultivated Sword Energy with such rough martial arts?
The Flame Shrine was filled with rogues and scoundrels, but also not a few talented and unusual people.
Chen Hu, carrying his large knife, walked over and placed the blade on Blood Hand’s neck, threatening, “I’ll give you one last chance…
Will you hand over the person or not?
If not, you’ll have to answer for it right here.”
“I know, even if I hand someone over, I’ll still have to answer for it here…” Blood Hand’s face paled, laughing grimly, “Blood Hand has killed quite a few people, lived a life doing bad deeds…
yet I would have never thought that it would be for something I never did, for a person I never killed, that I would lose my life…
“On the brink of death and still talking tough?”
“Facing death, what’s there not to admit?” Blood Hand looked up at the elderly man in the White Robe, saying, “I know what kind of person Bian Zhenxin is, with you as his father, a barbecue chef, how could I dare to oppose him?
I always treated him well with good food and drinks…
but I never imagined you would pin his death on me.”
“My life as Blood Hand is worthless; if I die, I die.
But you all should be careful…
The real murderer who killed Bian Zhenxin hasn’t appeared yet.”
Bian Feng slightly raised his eyebrows, saying, “Set it up, roast him.”
He paused, then added with determination, “As for the real murderer…
At that moment, a group of people hurried over from a distance.
The Grey Robes on the outside stopped them, and a Grey Robe leader ran to Bian Feng to report, “Lord Divine Envoy, another group from the Blood Hand Association has come…
They say they found Scarface’s body, and are returning to report…”
Who is he?” Chen Hu asked.
“Scarface is the owner of that lighter…
It turns out he was killed too…” Knowing his chance to live had come, Blood Hand hurriedly got up and explained, “Ever since Scarface disappeared, I sent several groups of brothers to find him…
Now, we’ve finally found his body…”
“You might be the one who ordered the hit to silence him,” Chen Hu’s wrist trembled slightly, and a fresh red cut appeared on Blood Hand’s neck.
“Bring the body over here,” the elderly man in the White Robe said.
Soon enough, a group of Grey Robes came over carrying several bodies.
The bodies had evidently been dead for some time, stiff and pale, with a strong stench emanating from them.
One of the corpses had been bitten beyond recognition by unknown animals; flesh and guts were missing, leaving just a relatively intact skeleton.
The elderly man in the White Robe pointed at a middle-aged man with scars on his face, asking, “Is this Scarface?”
“Yes, because of the scar on his face, we all called him Scarface…
No one really cared about his real name…
He was the owner of the skull lighter…”
“So my son was killed by him?”
I don’t know about that,” said Blood Hand.
“Then who killed him?” Bian Feng asked with a dark expression.
The autopsy officer stepped forward and searched the body, not finding any fatal injury until his fingers reached the back of the neck, where he exclaimed, “Qi Manipulation Skill…
He was killed by a master of the Qi Manipulation Skill…”
Everyone was shocked!
“How is that possible?
How could there be a Cultivator in the Henshan Gathering Area?
Even if there were, it couldn’t possibly be someone of the Qi Manipulation phase…
Autopsy officer, could you be mistaken?” Chen Hu said.
The autopsy officer, brought over by Bian Feng from the Lingyang District, didn’t have much respect for a district vice officer like Chen Hu.
Upon hearing his expertise questioned, he said discontentedly, “Vice Officer Chen, when it comes to killing and protecting people, I am not your match, but you’re not my equal when it comes to examining wounds and performing autopsies.
I’ve touched more corpses than you’ve touched women; there are specializations in every field, do you understand?”