Chapter 68

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Glancing at the doctor who lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, Brother Shui felt the veins in his temples pulsating. ⊙

Among the four managers known as the "Four Great Diamonds," Brother Shui's position was in the middle. Those behind him wanted to push him down, and those in front feared being pushed down by him. His life was not as stable as it seemed on the surface.

This time, Wang Ge dared to defy his order and kill the doctor. No matter the reason, Brother Shui found it unforgivable.

He was just a crawler under his command, and daring to anger him meant certain death!

With burning anger in his eyes, Brother Shui's face turned dark. He casually swung the cue stick in his hand and pointed at Wang Ge with his chin: "Big Wang, come over and help me with the ball."

The last time, Brother Shui used this gentlemanly method to kill Er Hui with one strike.

And this time, it was Wang Ge's turn.

Wang Ge's pupils suddenly contracted. He narrowed his eyes and glared at Brother Shui, shaking his head: "I don't like helping with the ball."

"Hmm?" Brother Shui, who was used to his subordinates' obedience, suddenly widened his eyes, his bull-like eyes turning blood-red with fury.

"Is there a surveillance camera in this room?" Wang Ge took a deep breath, his hand already reaching into his pocket, where the magic cube containing the battle axe was stored.

"Of course not. In this Black City, only I monitor others. Who dares to monitor me?" Brother Shui sneered: "What? Do you want to take me down?"

"Why not?" Wang Ge had already taken out the magic cube and quickly twisted it, transforming it into the battle axe as if by magic.

Brother Shui's eyes nearly popped out of his head, first in shock, then in greed.

"So you got a blood-iron weapon!" Brother Shui clicked his tongue, his eyes gleaming with greed as he stared at Wang Ge's battle axe: "Perhaps you think that with this blood-iron weapon, you have the right to challenge me. Ha, how foolish! This blood-iron weapon in your hands is just a waste..."

Before he could finish, Wang Ge stomped hard on the ground, and with a "hum," the entire room seemed to tremble violently!

Using this powerful rebound, Wang Ge leaped into the air, like an arrow shooting towards Brother Shui!

He held the battle axe with both hands, raised it over his head, and stretched his body to the limit. The force of his preparation made his body bend backward into a C-shape. When his upward momentum reached its peak, he fiercely slashed down with the battle axe!

Cleaving Huashan!

"Whoosh—"

As Wang Ge's body bent into a C-shape, his all-out slash seemed to tear through the air, and even the naked eye could see the space being split!

A beam of green light, fast, accurate, and fierce, slashed down at Brother Shui, who, despite his strength, was momentarily stunned.

It's a martial technique! Brother Shui was momentarily dazed but quickly reacted.

Instead of retreating, Brother Shui stepped forward, his hands crossing like eagle claws, trying to grab Wang Ge's axe handle!

Wang Ge seemed to have no strength left to change his move, and the axe continued to slash down with a desperate force!

The moment Brother Shui's hands touched the axe handle, he immediately locked it tightly.

Got it! Brother Shui's heart leaped with joy, but suddenly he felt the battle axe pressing down with the force of a mountain.

What's going on?

Brother Shui gripped the battle axe with all his might, but even with all his strength, he couldn't stop it from falling!

Damn! I underestimated him!

Brother Shui's heart sank. He suddenly remembered that although Wang Ge was a Level 7 life form, his strength had reached the standard of a Level 10 life form.

Because he had many boxers under his command, including dozens at Level 8 and 9, Brother Shui had seen Wang Ge's file but hadn't taken it seriously.

But even a Level 10 life form shouldn't be able to... Brother Shui gritted his teeth, sweat pouring down his forehead. I'm also a Level 10 life form, why can't I withstand this battle axe? What level of martial technique is this Big Wang practicing...

"Crack—"

Brother Shui's arms were actually broken by the force of the Cleaving Huashan!

He practiced grappling techniques. If he hadn't underestimated and tried to withstand the Cleaving Huashan, but instead engaged in close combat with Wang Ge, even with the battle axe, Wang Ge might not have won.

But Brother Shui had underestimated his opponent, or perhaps he didn't even consider Wang Ge as an equal.

The result was using his weakness against his opponent's strength. Although the Cleaving Huashan was the first move of the three strikes, it was the most powerful. It had cut off the heads of countless generals in battles thousands of years ago, and today, it was Brother Shui's turn.

The moment Brother Shui's arms broke, the battle axe fell, a green light flashed, and with a "boom," it deeply embedded itself in the ground between Brother Shui's feet.

The thick carpet was shredded, and even the concrete floor below was cut to a depth of half a foot.

Wang Ge's strike seemed to have drained all his strength. He maintained the slashing posture, his chest heaving, and his fingers trembling as if they couldn't hold the axe handle.

Brother Shui stood there in a daze, a line of blood extending from his forehead to his hips...

"Thud..."

Brother Shui split into two halves, like a log split by an axe, falling to either side. A large amount of blood and internal organs spilled out, the smell of blood and decay filling the space.

Before this, after Bai Mao and Mengu left.

Bai Mao's eyes darted around, and he reached into his pocket to pull out a pack of unopened cigarettes.

Tearing it open in front of Mengu, Bai Mao took one out, intending to put it in his mouth, but halfway through, he remembered Mengu and quickly offered it to him with both hands.

With a servile smile, Bai Mao said, "Brother Mengu, have one?"

Mengu didn't take Bai Mao seriously. To Mengu, even Juan Mao was just a common boxer whose life he could control at will, let alone Bai Mao?

So Mengu didn't take the cigarette but gave him a contemptuous look. Originally, Mengu wanted to say, "You can leave," but he changed his mind and put on a friendly face, waving his hand: "I don't smoke. If you want to, go ahead."

"Yes, yes." Bai Mao bowed, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then asked Mengu, "Brother Mengu, how will Brother Shui punish Big Wang?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mengu was choked by the smoke, furious but trying to get information from Bai Mao, so he endured it.

Forcing a smile, Mengu casually said, "He'll beat him up. Don't worry, it'll be fine. By the way, how does Big Wang know Young Master Long?"

Bai Mao had no idea who Young Master Long was, but he had seen Ye Tianlong's bodyguard give Wang Ge the essence of the earth treasure, so he started to make up a story while puffing on the cigarette: "Well, it's a long story. Actually, Big Wang... he and Young Master Long once had a close relationship, just like he and Brother Juan Mao, they grew up together as good friends..."

"Really? Cough, cough..." Mengu frowned. This Bai Mao was really asking for it, daring to blow smoke in his face. Once he got the information, he would definitely kill him: "Big Wang and Juan Mao are from Beiyuan Dao, right? Cough, cough, cough... How could Young Master Long grow up in Beiyuan Dao?"

Bai Mao's lips twitched slightly, took another puff, and then continued: "That's why it's a long story. Actually..."

"Boom—"

A muffled sound came from the office. Although Brother Shui's office had excellent soundproofing, it still faintly echoed.

Bai Mao and Mengu were both startled, but Mengu already knew what Brother Shui would do, so he subconsciously thought it was Brother Shui punishing Wang Ge.

Bai Mao also thought so, but hearing the sound, his face turned pale.

Bai Mao wasn't ignorant. When Juan Mao's legs were broken by Brother Shui, Bai Mao, as Juan Mao's confidant, was well aware.

At this moment, Bai Mao couldn't care less about anything else. With a surge of blood to his head, he took a deep puff of the cigarette, not swallowing it but spitting it directly into Mengu's face.

"Damn..." Mengu couldn't hold back this time, waving his hand to clear the smoke, and just as he was about to curse, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The sound of footsteps approached, and Mengu barely opened his eyes to see, but everything was blurry. He took off his sunglasses and saw Bian'er and two other brothers running over.

"You... come..." Mengu tried to question them, but his head grew dizzier, and he finally slumped against the wall and slid to the ground.

Bian'er and the two brothers were hiding something in their clothes. Seeing Mengu fall, Bian'er wasn't surprised at all.

It was the smoke!

They were street thugs, and using underhanded tricks to make a quick buck was normal. Anyone who came to the Meteor Street black market to buy or sell was fair game, as they were usually not good people.

These low-down tactics were something Bai Mao and Bian'er were very skilled at, but for someone of Mengu's level, they were unfamiliar and beneath his notice.

As a result, the Level 8 life form Mengu fell to these street thugs' low-down tactics.

"Here!" Bian'er pulled out a newspaper-wrapped machete from his chest and handed it to Bai Mao, who clenched his teeth: "Barge in!"

Heroes often come from the lowest ranks. They were street thugs, perhaps forgotten by everyone after years of mixing, but in critical moments, they could show extraordinary courage and decisiveness!

They looked stupid, but their stupidity was touching.

"Boom—"

The door was kicked open, and Bai Mao and Bian'er rushed in with their machetes, only to see the shocking and bloody scene of Brother Shui split in two.

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