Lu Chen understood. It seemed Huang Jintang was involved in human organ trafficking. What a bunch of sons of bitches! They were capable of such despicable, vile, shameless, and utterly inhuman things.
However, Lu Chen was a little puzzled. Why didn't the Zhuang family's intelligence agency, knowing this information, inform the police and let those bastards do their dirty work?
But now wasn't the time to ask questions. He looked up at the gang leader and grinned, "I don't care what backers you have, whether they're gold or silver, anyone who bullies my people will pay the price!"
The gangsters, upon hearing this, went berserk, shouting:
"You damn brat, too arrogant! Who are you anyway? You don't even respect the Golden Hall?"
"Go! Kill him! Then find out his background and see if someone's behind this!"
"Yeah, I reckon someone's behind it. Otherwise, how could such a little bastard dare to be so arrogant!"
"Cripple him!"
Under the gang leader's command, the other three gangsters immediately brandished their daggers and pounced. In their eyes, although Lu Chen had some skills, he was no match for their numbers, and they were confident of victory.
Meanwhile, Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief that Gong Xiaoyi was back by his side; he could now unleash his killing spree.
After all, if Gong Xiaoyi was still in their hands, even using his cursed god powers, he feared they might kill her in a subconscious mental resistance.
This poor little girl had a dagger held to her throat!
Seeing them pounce, Zhuang Keluo panicked: "Brother Chen, what do we do?"
"Let it be!" Lu Chen uttered these two words softly, then, with a thought, used his cursed god powers.
"Stab him in the shoulder!"
Of the three thugs who pounced, two were slightly faster, while the third was about half a step slower, falling behind. After Lu Chen unleashed the curse, the surrounding electromagnetic field produced strange fluctuations invisible to ordinary people, instantly altering the brainwaves of someone.
This "someone," of course, was the thug who had fallen behind.
He didn't know what was happening to him, but a powerful signal appeared in his mind, and he raised his dagger, stabbing the guy to his left!
Why stab him? We're in this together! The instinctive mental resistance was immediately suppressed by an even stronger pressure.
Stab!
As if possessed, the thug raised his dagger and plunged it forward.
Ouch!
The thug running to the left, his foot still raised in a forward stride, suddenly froze in mid-air. His entire body stiffened, then he screamed in excruciating pain.
That stab was deep; the entire blade was embedded in the man's shoulder socket. It would be a miracle if his internal organs weren't burning! The other thug also stood frozen, turning around in panic and shouting, "Niu Erdan, what are you doing? You...you...why did you stab Sun Hu? We're on the same side! You! You!"
Sun Hu, tears streaming down his face, stared in disbelief at the dagger piercing his shoulder.
The blood gushed out like a leaky faucet.
In an instant, half a shirt was soaked.
The gang leader, leaning against the cliff behind, was stunned, shouting hoarsely, "Niu Erdan, are you crazy?"
Niu Erdan was also dumbfounded: "I...I..."
The gangster on the right, no longer caring about anything else, lunged forward, trying to grab Niu Erdan's hand still holding the dagger.
Lu Chen gave the order again: "Stab him!"
So, in a moment of confusion, Niu Erdan yanked the dagger from Sun Hu's shoulder and stabbed his accomplice. The gangster who tried to take the knife never expected Niu Erdan to be so ruthless, or to strike so quickly. He cried out in pain as the blood-soaked dagger plunged into his chest!
And into his left chest!
It was definitely a stab to the heart.
Niu Erdan regained his senses, quickly released his grip, and retreated in a panic, stammering, "I...I..."
The thug who had been stabbed in the chest was in terrible shape. His face was deathly pale, his hands clutching the dagger embedded in his chest, staring at Niu Erdan in disbelief, muttering, "Niu Erdan, I never...I never thought you'd actually dare to do this, you...you..."
With a thud, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees. Then, his body slumped forward, his forehead hitting the ground. He lay there, his body twitching slightly, already on the verge of death.
On the other side, Zhuang Keluo was also somewhat panicked: "Brother Chen, what...what happened?"
She couldn't explain any of this with her common sense.
These three guys, weren't they supposed to work together to deal with Brother Chen?
How did they suddenly turn into fighting each other? It's true that the greatest distance in the world isn't that I love you but you love him, but that we went to fight together and you stabbed me in the back! Lu Chen's face was pale and looked very strange. Despite absorbing a lot of spiritual energy from the black pearl, he had used it all up in the incantation he had just used. Damn it, this curse god's ability was too voracious; it had devoured so much true energy in such a short time.
What surprised him was that although he had only issued a simple command to "stab him," he hadn't intended to stab his opponent's heart! What happened? How could it be stabbed so viciously?
One fatal blow!
"Niu Erdan, are you crazy? Are you insane?" the gang leader roared incessantly from the other side of the cliff.
Niu Erdan suddenly muttered, "I'm not crazy! You guys are crazy! Damn it, we...we made so much money together, and I put in a lot of effort! Why is it that of the 700,000, I...I only get 100,000, while each of you gets 200,000? Why? I'm not convinced! I...I'm not convinced at all!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand fiercely, his expression ruthless, truly like a madman.
Zhuang Keluo said softly, "I understand, the spoils weren't divided fairly, that guy was resentful, and he took this opportunity to fight amongst himself! Isn't he just too bizarre? Choosing to fight amongst himself at this time?"
Lu Chen, however, felt a chill.
He considered a possibility. Niu Erdan was certainly dissatisfied with his accomplices, but not to the point of killing them. But the way he attacked just now was completely out of control of the Curse God's power. What did that mean? It meant that the Curse God's curse could trigger the evil thoughts within him!
The malice combined with the curse pierced his accomplice's heart!
It seems he'll have to be more careful using his special abilities in the future, to avoid causing unnecessary serious harm.
As for Zhuang Keluo's thoughts, Lu Chen didn't explain, which was good because he could keep them from her.
This kind of ability is definitely better known to as few people as possible.
At this moment, Sun Hu, whose shoulder had been stabbed, looked like an enraged wild boar, filled with murderous intent. He had been tightly clutching his shoulder with his other hand, but now he relaxed, letting the blood gush out. He grabbed a dagger, took two sudden steps forward, and plunged it deep into the neck of the dazed Niu Erdan.
Instantly, Niu Erdan let out a scream of agony, blood spurting out.
He was definitely not going to survive that.
Sun Hu cried out in anguish, "Niu Erdan, you...can't you talk things out? Why...why do you have to kill your own brothers like this? You...you..."
As he spoke, he could no longer stand and collapsed forward, landing squarely on top of Niu Erdan. Instantly, the two became blood-soaked tumbleweeds.
Within moments, Niu Erdan's pupils were dilated; he was beyond saving. As for Sun Hu, blood was still flowing from his shoulder; with so much blood, he was unlikely to survive either.
The four thugs, from the leader's injury to the deaths of the other three, it was like a child's game.
Lu Chen, watching, couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
But thinking of all the heinous things these guys had done, he felt a sense of calm.
These people deserved to die!
On the other side of the cliff, the thug leader seemed unable to accept this cruel reality. His three henchmen had simply killed each other and left?
He seemed to have forgotten that Lu Chen and the others were still there. Supporting himself, he slowly walked to his three accomplices, staring at them blankly. Then, he suddenly looked up, gritting his teeth at Lu Chen, raising his uninjured hand, and roared, "It was you! You did it! It must have been you!"
Lu Chen chuckled, "Are you crazy too? Your team-building skills are weak, leading to division and then infighting. Tsk tsk..." He shook his head slightly, then said, word by word, "This is your retribution!"
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"
The gang leader roared, grabbing the dagger from Niu Erdan's neck, pulling it out, and hurling it at Lu Chen. The distance wasn't long, only four or five meters, yet the gang leader actually had the skill to throw a dagger. The dagger flew straight towards Lu Chen's head, the tip almost touching him.
As the gang leader pulled out the dagger, he actually made a feint. He leaned forward, his left foot stepping forward, making it seem as if he was about to charge at him with a dagger.
In fact, that's what Lu Chen thought too.
But who knew that this guy, in his rage, would be so cunning? Using his crouched position as cover, he subtly threw the dagger.
Lu Chen didn't even have time to unleash his cursed power.
Just at this critical moment, a weak, feeble voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Chen, be careful!"
Immediately afterward, a slender figure staggered forward, instantly shielding Lu Chen.
Then came a delicate scream.
That slender figure was Gong Xiaoyi! She had woken up sometime during the night, and upon opening her eyes, she saw a dagger aimed at Lu Chen. Her heart clenched, and with a sudden burst of strength, she lunged forward.
The dagger pierced Gong Xiaoyi's body!
After screaming in pain, Gong Xiaoyi immediately collapsed.
Lu Chen was stunned, a surge of indescribable rage welling up within him. He quickly caught Gong Xiaoyi, seeing her clothes instantly stained crimson with blood.