Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 489 - 164 Gu Qingfeng: Chen, Chen 94, how did you get here (please subscribe)_6

Chen Gou was not a good person; he came from the streets and had even once followed Ma Liu, yes, that Ma Liu who opposed Chen Jie, the one Chen Jie had drowned in the river.

He used to be Ma Liu’s underling and had even gone to Chen Jie’s family to demand money.

After Ma Liu died, he was unable to get by until, by a twist of fate and pulling some strings, he entered Chen Jie’s training institution in Xiantao Town that taught the Grand Ancestor Long Fist.

Then he unexpectedly discovered that he had a talent for martial arts and was later introduced to Chen Jie.

Do you know how he felt at that time? He was thrilled because he was about to make something of himself. At that time, Chen Jie in Xiantao Village was akin to a deity, a big shot in Mianshui County. Following him represented a bright future.

Look at Xiao Hu, who once wove baskets, now he’s mixed up to become Master Hu.

Chen Erba’s family now has prestige in the village, only second to the Bai Family. This is all genuine, meteoric success. Who wouldn’t want that?

But he also feared meeting Chen Jie because he had troubled Chen Jie with Ma Liu in the past. If discovered, what would be the outcome?

With a heavy heart, he followed eleven others into the White Tiger Hall and then met Chen Jiusi.

At that moment, he could hardly believe his eyes; this Chen Jiusi was utterly different from the previous Chen Jiusi, like a godly presence, dazzlingly brilliant.

He was terrified at the time. He wanted to do well in the White Tiger Hall, he wanted to become Chen Jie’s trusted Hu Wei, but he had followed Ma Liu, which alone excluded himself.

But later, he was chosen.

At that time, he was secretly relieved, surely Chen Jiusi hadn’t recognized him, that was great.

But that night, their leader, Master Hu, his very self, Chen Xiaohu, came to him, looking tense. Xiaohu patted his shoulder and said, “Brother, don’t be nervous. The Hall Master asked me to bring you a message, work hard, the past is the past, here we are all his brothers!”

That moment he understood, it wasn’t that Chen Jiusi hadn’t recognized him, but that the man had a magnanimous heart, holding no grudges, such a breadth of spirit, he felt he could never achieve.

Later, he found that Chen Jiusi truly treated everyone equally, and he grew fonder of this place that gave him dignity.

Chen Jiusi had given me trust; since he thought I was a talent worth shaping, I, Wang San who is now Chen Gou, must not disappoint him today.

Cang Lang, the blade unsheathed!

“Kill!”

Chen Gou let out a roar, his eyes bloodshot as he charged towards Gu Qingfeng, unstoppable at this moment.

And then, Gu Qingfeng made his final round of attack, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Countless darts flew toward them, swish!

A dart struck right into Chen Gou’s chest, Chen Gou fell unwillingly, indeed, heroism was futile, cough, cough, I’m just a lump of mud that doesn’t stick to the wall.

He lay on the ground.

At this moment, the others finally reached Gu Qingfeng.

But now, only five people were left by Gu Qingfeng’s side.

The most hot-tempered Chen Hu couldn’t suppress his rage any longer. Ignoring the darts sticking out of his body, his shoulder, his leg, he swung his broadsword wildly down.

“Gu Qingfeng, meet your end!”

“Ah Hu, be careful!”

Gu Qingfeng, watching the advancing Chen Hu, wore a cold smile on his face, “Heh, you guys didn’t think I can’t fight up close, did you?”

Swish! Gu Qingfeng drew a short blade from his sleeve with a swift motion, and with another swish, a streak of crimson appeared, as Xiao Hu’s throat was slit open, a red gash emerging.

Ugh… Ugh…

Xiao Hu’s eyes bulged out, soon filled with blood, followed by a thud, he fell to the ground.

“Ah Hu!”

Chen Shu and the others screamed hysterically, while the short blade in Gu Qingfeng’s hand danced wildly, flickering in and out of sight, as if he were playing with a butterfly blade, dazzling to watch.

“My ‘Ghost Hand’ isn’t limited to throwing a couple of darts,”

Gu Qingfeng said with a sneer, “You didn’t really think an Energy Transformation Master would have such an obvious weakness, did you? You didn’t believe I was incapable of close combat, did you?”

Chen Shu felt a wave of despair at this point. Indeed, numbers couldn’t fill the chasm of a realm disparity. An Energy Transformation Master truly was beyond the reach of those in the Willow Tendon Realm.

In fact, he was mistaken; numbers could make up for the difference in realm, but it required many more – twelve were certainly not enough.

With a playful smile, Gu Qingfeng said, “Enough of this, time for you to die.”

Swish!

Gu Qingfeng moved lightly and instantly appeared behind Chen Niu. Chen Niu raised his large knife to strike, but his eyes suddenly bulged as his chest was pierced with a stab, and then with two swishes, his heart was penetrated.

Swish, Gu Qingfeng flashed next to Chen Long, who almost had no time to react before a blade pierced his throat.

Then came Chen Ma and Chen Yang, who were almost casually dispatched like cutting vegetables.

Swish!

Finally, Gu Qingfeng approached Chen Shu, twirled the dagger to sever his tendons, then grabbed his head, circled behind, pressed the blade to his throat, and whispered, “You’re all trash, nothing will change. Say goodbye to this world!”

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“Eh… Gu Qingfeng, don’t be so smug, Grandpa Chen will avenge us!”

“Heh, will he? But where is he?”

Gu Qingfeng smirked with scorn and then slowly drew the blade across his throat.

Chen Shu could feel the ebbing of his life. Grandpa Chen, I’m sorry, I failed the mission you entrusted me with…

Gu Qingfeng shook the blood off his dagger, slowly walking towards Bai Wenjing: “Mr. Bai, it’s your turn!”

Cang Lang!

Seventeen-year-old Ah Tun drew his knife directly: “Stop right there, don’t come any closer!”

Gu Qingfeng, seeing Ah Tun’s youthful appearance, said, “You think you can stop me?”

“I, I can do it!”

Bai Wenjing sighed and said, “Child, leave.”

Then, stepping forward, Bai Wenjing spoke, “Gu Qingfeng, kill me, let the boy go.”

“Ahhh, no, Master Bai, I can protect you. Gu Qingfeng, if you want to kill Master Bai, you’ll have to step over my dead body!”

“Hehe… Look, Mr. Bai, your student is ungrateful. Since that’s the case, you can die together!”

As Gu Qingfeng prepared to strike, suddenly, he felt someone grabbing his leg!

Looking down, he saw that Chen Gou, who had been hit by the dart, was not dead and was now holding Gu Qingfeng’s leg tightly, looking up at Ah Tun, “Run, run fast!”

Gu Qingfeng looked down sharply, his eyes cold, “Let go!”

Chen Gou didn’t speak but clung even tighter. Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng frowned and raised the dagger, but at that moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly approached from a distance.

Tap tap tap…

A black vortex was seen galloping crazily toward them.

Everyone looked up to see.

Ah Zhu’s eyes lit up, “Hall Master, the Hall Master is here!”

Bai Wenjing was also excited, “Jiu Si, Jiu Si is finally here.”

But Gu Qingfeng’s expression changed, and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes, “He, how did he come!”