Chapter 920: Chapter 893:
"Alright!" The little brothers nodded one after another and continued to hide in the bushes. Feeling bored, King Guangmu kept shaking a bunch of grass. Unexpectedly, this drew the attention of a big-head figure. Hei Hu, needing to pee after drinking, came out for a piss. Drowsily, he saw a clump of grass swaying not far away and walked over with curiosity.
"Boss, someone is coming!" The lookout little brother noticed a dark silhouette emerging from the house and heading their way.
"Shit, it’s Hei Hu!" King Guangmu swallowed nervously.
"Huh?!" The little brothers were stunned but simultaneously felt a rush of excitement. If they could eliminate Hei Hu, wouldn’t that be equivalent to redeeming themselves? As long as they took down Hei Hu, the Fierce Tiger Gang would collapse on its own. The little brothers held their breath, and the grass in King Guangmu’s hand began shaking with tremors.
"Strange, what’s here?" Hei Hu walked over curiously.
"Be careful, this time we have to kill him!" King Guangmu took a deep breath, while beside him, a little brother cocked his gun, ready to fire, but King Guangmu held his gun down, saying, "Don’t act recklessly. Hei Hu isn’t afraid of guns unless you’re sure you can blow his head off or... shoot his butt!"
"This..." The little brother hesitated, quickly stowing away his gun.
Hei Hu reached the bunch of swaying grass, his eyes bleary. He shook his head vigorously but couldn’t see clearly no matter what he did. The alcohol naturally made everything blurry, a few vague images that he couldn’t make into a clear scene.
Hei Hu didn’t notice anything odd about the bunch of grass. Suddenly, his bladder tightened, and he felt an urgent need to pee. He hastily unzipped and pulled out his member, ready to urinate. The little brother was dumbfounded: "Shit, is this guy really going to pee on me?"
"Don’t move, people are most relaxed when peeing, we have an opportunity!" King Guangmu quickly said.
"But... then won’t I get peed all over?" The little brother froze.
"Shit, what’s that worth? Back in the day, Qiu Shaoyun lay still in a fire pit and was burned to just a skeleton!" King Guangmu glared at him and then assured, "No worries, I’ll reward you with a few bottles of good liquor later."
"So unlucky!" The little brother lay down helplessly.
But for quite a while, there wasn’t even a hint of a fart from Hei Hu. King Guangmu muttered, astonished, "Shit, isn’t this guy a living zombie? Can he even feel the urge to pee?!"
Swoosh...
The pungent and foul smell of urine wafted over. The little brother barely lifted his head when the disgusting urine splashed directly into his open mouth as he was about to speak. His eyes shut tightly, and the smell was as choking as heck, even more so than the water from his grandfather’s old pipe tobacco. It took him quite a while to recover.
"Boss, should we go up?" The little brother asked hastily, seeing that Hei Hu was almost finished relieving himself.
"This guy is really tough; let’s go at him together!" King Guangmu nodded solemnly, knowing full well how formidable Hei Hu was. He needed at least a dozen people to approach him, and controlling him would be difficult without dozens.
Following King Guangmu’s signal, everyone leaped up and rushed at Hei Hu. Hei Hu was suddenly taken aback and retreated several steps, but two little brothers also charged from behind. In the combined efforts of six people, they seized the moment when Hei Hu was unguarded and pounced on him.
"Shit, who are you, what do you want!" The scare sobered Hei Hu. Cold sweat broke out as his legs, feet, and even neck were restrained. He clenched his teeth and asked, "Who are you people?"
"Damn it, I’m from the Heavenly Reversal Gang!" King Guangmu stepped forward, looking coldly at Hei Hu and smirked, "This time, I’m going to kill you!"
Saying this, King Guangmu pulled out a black pistol from his pocket and said coldly, "Hei Hu, your doom has arrived!"
"Damn!" Hei Hu burst into a furious rage, swinging his arms and throwing off the two little brothers clutching them. A kick sent the two holding his legs flying. The four little brothers landed painfully a short distance away, groaning, "Shit, this son of a bitch has such strength, it’s killing me!"
"Kill him, hurry up!" King Guangmu shouted angrily, raising his gun and firing at Hei Hu, the bullet hitting him in the chest. Hei Hu sneered, then lunged at King Guangmu. He was as fast as lightning, his whole body sprinting forward, feet pushing off the ground, then leaping into the air, like a soaring eagle. King Guangmu exclaimed in shock, trying to dodge, but it seemed like the opponent had a homing device, relentlessly closing in on him.
"Die!" Hei Hu raised his palm and struck at King Guangmu.
Ouch...
King Guangmu was hit with intense pain, but this pain was coming from his buttocks. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Hei Hu aggrievedly and angrily said, "You bastard tiger, I’m not into that, why are you touching my ass!"
"Shit, missed, let’s try again!" Hei Hu sneered coldly, then leaped into the air and charged at King Guangmu again.
"Shit, here we go again?" King Guangmu was shocked, fumbling with his gun, not realizing that damn gun didn’t make a sound. Gritting his teeth, he angrily said, "Damn it, what’s wrong with this shitty gun? Why is the bullet jammed!"
Seeing Hei Hu charging, King Guangmu quickly threw the gun aside, then wielded two Mountain Axes and charged at Hei Hu. The little brothers around were dumbfounded, two heavyweight figures fighting, they were hesitant to join in, only circling around not attacking. They were waiting for Hei Hu to get injured, once he fell, they would seize the chance to beat the downed dog.
King Guangmu and Hei Hu were entangled in a fight. Liu San and others had already launched an attack from another direction, with over five hundred people besieging the building. According to Liu San’s plan, they began using high-pressure water guns to spray gasoline wildly at the building, then threw a cigarette butt inside. Soon, the building was ablaze, flames rising instantly.
"Shit, it’s on fire!" Those little brothers from the Fierce Tiger Gang still drinking rushed out wildly.
"Hit them hard!" Liu San led the crowd to start shooting.
The mad barrage of gunfire forced the Fierce Tiger Gang members to retreat as soon as they peeked out. Inside, the little brothers wailed, smoke from the flames outside permeating in, making it unbearable. Luckily, a leader stepped up, shouting, "Brothers, charge out! If we don’t, we’ll die inside too!"
"Charge!" The Fierce Tiger Gang, already brave, were just stunned by the abrupt flames.
Suddenly, several hundred people swarmed out, Liu San ordered the little brothers to hit them hard, but with so many people, they were at their doorstep in a blink. Liu San drew two Mountain Axes from his waist, shouting, "You brats, charge!"
Soon, both sides clashed fiercely, Liu San wielding the axes, hacking left and right in the crowd. Though the Fierce Tiger Gang members were ferocious, they seemed powerless before Liu San, who had learned his skills from Liu the Tyrant; originally weak, under Liu the Tyrant’s training, he became a formidable figure.
Now that Liu the Tyrant was gone, Liu San decisively took over his position, becoming a key fighter in the Heavenly Reversal Gang. Lord Zengzhang and King of Holding Country each led hundreds to surround the opponent.
The battle on site was intense. Neither side was to be underestimated. Liu San felt depressed, not expecting the opponent to break through his defense line so quickly. He had to fight while retreating, the five hundred plus Heavenly Reversal Gang members managing only a tie with the opponent’s three hundred plus. Both sides slaughtered each other in that several hundred square meters of space.
"Fuck, why is this bastard so hard to beat?" King Guangmu gritted his teeth as he dealt with Hei Hu, having to admit Hei Hu was a real tiger. Impervious to bullets, with no firearm on hand save a jammed gun, he was thoroughly frustrated, gritting his teeth saying, "Bastards, what are you standing there for? Get up here quickly!"
The five or six little brothers surrounding him, seeing King Guangmu calling them, rolled up their sleeves and charged at Hei Hu. Hei Hu sneered, "Numbers don’t matter, come at me together, I’ll take care of you all at once!"
"Shit, stop boasting, brothers, show your weapons!" King Guangmu shouted.
Clang, clang...
Machetes, axes... all sorts appeared as the little brothers brandished their weapons, faces grim. Meanwhile, Hei Hu seemed at ease, not taking them seriously at all. He smiled calmly, "Without Ye Chen here, no matter how many come, it’s useless!"
"Even with Brother Chen not here, you’ll still die here!" King Guangmu gritted his teeth, five or six people attacking from four directions simultaneously.