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Chapter 411 - 365 Southwest Storm 1

Chapter 411: Chapter 365 Southwest Storm 1

Since the revival of the Martial Arts World, many sects and martial arts families have opened martial arts halls all over, and Nanming was no exception.

Martial arts halls were numerous in Nanming, among which the Wudang Martial Arts Hall was the most famous.

Located in the suburbs, the Nanming Wudang Martial Arts Hall consisted of a four-story building and two courtyards as large as soccer fields.

At eleven o’clock at night, five official disciples of Wudang sat cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by nine talismans, setting up a rough and simple "Nine Star Gathering Spirit Array."

As official disciples of Wudang, they spent all their time on cultivation, unconcerned with the operations of the martial arts hall, appearing only when martial artists from other sects came to challenge them.

At the other end of the courtyard in the training area, a dozen people were also sitting cross-legged.

They were the outer disciples of the Wudang Sect, mainly responsible for teaching martial arts to the members who joined the martial arts hall.

Because it was late, the entire martial arts hall was occupied only by them and the five official disciples of the Wudang Sect, while the members responsible for the operation of the martial arts hall had gone home after work.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, who was leading the group, opened his eyes, his eyes bursting with brilliance, scanning the southwest direction of the martial arts hall like a knife.

"Brother Wang Hong, what’s wrong?"

The other four Wudang disciples, sensing the change in Wang Hong’s energy, all opened their eyes and looked in the southwest direction of the courtyard, while sensing with their consciousness.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

The next moment.

Before Wang Hong could respond, several agile figures suddenly leapt into the courtyard.

"Someone has entered the courtyard!"

As soon as Wang Hong spoke, he sprang to his feet, bounced off the ground, and rushed towards the southwest corner of the courtyard.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Seeing this, the other four Wudang disciples, without a word, quickly got up and followed closely behind Wang Hong.

Meanwhile, the dozen outer disciples on the other side also noticed the commotion made by Wang Hong and his group, standing up and watching from a distance.

Simultaneously, in the bushes in the southwest direction of the courtyard, ten men in black combat gear, holding submachine guns, saw Wang Hong and the others rushing through the bushes. They didn’t fire but aimed, waiting for the command from their leader, Ma San.

"The north side, be alert, the moment we start shooting here, you must enter the courtyard and attack those outer disciples on the other side, make sure to end the fight in the shortest time!" Ma San, the leader, transmitted his orders in stiff Chinese through the radio.

"Yes, Brother Three!"

Soon, the radio crackled with responses.

Hearing this, Ma San put down the radio, aimed his submachine gun, and said gravely, "Open fire!"

"Da da da da da da..."

Following Ma San’s command, gunfire erupted, and bullets whistled out of the barrel, sweeping toward Wang Hong and his four companions, forming a dense net of fire.

"Be careful!"

As a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist, Wang Hong immediately hit the ground and shouted loudly at the sound of gunfire, trying to alert his companions.

However—

Compared to Wang Hong, the other four official Wudang disciples were limited in strength, had weak sensing abilities, and their reaction speeds were significantly slower.

By the time they sensed the danger, bullets carrying the breath of death had already whistled in front of them, piercing their bodies and leaving behind crimson bloody holes, much like shattered wasp nests.

Whoosh!

Hearing the intense gunfire and seeing the four official Wudang disciples fall into pools of blood, the dozen outer disciples on the north side turned pale with shock, standing frozen like statues.

"There are people behind us!"

Just then, the strongest among the outer disciples, with his exceptional sensing ability, suddenly detected movement behind them. Turning back, he saw a string of black figures leap into the courtyard, and immediately raised the alarm.

"Da da da da da da..."

The next moment.

Before the other outer disciples could recover from the shock, gunfire erupted again.

In an instant, including the outer disciple who had sensed movement behind him, all the outer disciples were unable to dodge in time and were riddled with bullets, collapsing into pools of blood.

"Bastards!"

Hearing gunfire coming from behind without turning back to look, Wang Hong, still lying on the ground, guessed that the outer disciples had likely met with misfortune, and rage surged in his heart.

Given the status of the Wudang Sect in the Huaxia Martial Arts World and the secular influence of the Wudang Martial Arts Hall, martial arts halls in various places had always been safe, not to mention attacks, even challenges were few and far between.

Due to this, although Wang Hong had sensed someone entering the martial arts hall courtyard, he hadn’t taken it too seriously.

Only now did he realize: This was a premeditated slaughter!

"Whew, whew,"

After a surge of anger, Wang Hong took a couple of deep breaths, trying hard to calm himself down.

As a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist, he could easily dodge bullets from thirty meters away under normal circumstances, but that was on the precondition that there was only one shooter, and not one as skilled as those legendary gunmen!

Currently, facing ten exceptional shooters, even from thirty meters away, he couldn’t guarantee a safe escape.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"

Moments later, as Wang Hong was considering how to escape, four sounds of tearing air suddenly rang out, and four grenades with pins pulled almost simultaneously hurled towards his position.

Whoosh!

Wang Hong’s face changed color in fright, his hands pressed against the ground like a toad, as he leaped up.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately, explosions sounded, flames illuminating the sky above the martial arts hall, and the shockwave from the grenade, mixed with countless steel balls, shot out towards the center of the explosion.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Despite Wang Hong’s best efforts to dodge, he was still hit by three flying steel balls, but fortunately he had spread his power throughout his body, which prevented fatal injuries.

But... this still affected his speed, slowing him down considerably.

"Da Da Da Da Da Da."

At that moment, known as the former gun god of Vietnam Special Forces, Ma San didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger, the gun barrel spitting fire, the bullets whistling towards Wang Hong.

"Pfft!"

Wang Hong couldn’t dodge in time and was hit by a bullet in the leg. His movement hesitated, then he was hit by more bullets and killed instantly.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, Ma San put down his gun, and with a retreat gesture, he sent the command to his men in the north through the radio.

In less than half a minute, led by Ma San, twenty trained gunmen nimbly jumped out of the martial arts hall courtyard and drove away.

...

Two minutes earlier in time.

As Ma San and his men opened fire, a SUV, carrying a Yanhuang Organization Southwest Office license plate, was filled with members of the Yanhuang Organization except for the driver, all of whom turned their attention towards the direction of the Wudang Martial Arts Hall.

"Could it be a gang shootout?"

"Very likely. It’s said that Ye Fan is secretly controlling the Dong Hai Gang, it’s entirely possible that he was implementing a two-pronged approach, decapitating Wu Hu on one hand, and having the gang members of the Dong Hai Gang strike Wu Hu’s men with a surprise attack."

"It looks like that lad Ye Fan came well-prepared, hellbent on eliminating Nanqinghong’s influence in the Southwest."

Hearing the words of his subordinates, the team leader from the Yanhuang Organization said thoughtfully.

"Boom!"

No sooner had he spoken, a deafening explosion came from the direction of Tiger Roar Manor.

Whoosh!

The four Yanhuang Organization members turned their attention towards Tiger Roar Manor halfway up the mountainside and clearly saw a flash of flames shoot into the sky, nearly illuminating the dark night sky.

The light flashed once and the sky returned to darkness.

"This situation is far more serious than we thought, quick, we must hurry to Tiger Roar Manor!"

The lead Yanhuang Organization member gave his orders with a serious expression, then he took out the special communicator of the Yanhuang Organization to report.

At the same time.

Tiger Roar Manor, the villa where Wu Hu lived, the Enchanting Soul Array that surrounded it vanished, and the villa was reduced to rubble, Xu Longxiang, Wu Hu, and his bodyguard were all dead.

The sudden noise caused immediate chaos at the manor, and when the members of Nanqinghong heard that Wu Hu’s villa was destroyed and they couldn’t reach Wu Hu, they were almost scared to death—they dared not check it personally but chose to flee the manor instead.

All because, as elites of the Nanqinghong’s Southwest division, they were well aware of the capabilities of Wu Hu and his personal bodyguard Cui Shan.

They believed that anyone who could stealthily kill Wu Hu, Cui Shan, and others, and bomb the villa without leaving any trace was clearly out of their league!

The facts were indeed so.

For Ye Fan, killing them was no different from stepping on a bunch of ants.

However, Ye Fan did not embark on a killing spree but used explosives found in the manor to destroy the villa and eliminate the evidence, before quickly leaving the manor.

Hm?

Ten minutes later, just as Ye Fan was descending the mountain through a small path, he suddenly sensed four martial artists’ presences, and their capabilities all exceeded the Postnatal Perfection Realm.

"They must be from the Yanhuang Organization."

After careful sensing, Ye Fan confirmed the identities of the owners of those presences, and also recalled Chu Ji’s advice before coming to the Southwest.

Chu Ji, besides suggesting he seek the aid of Ma Chaoyang to find clues about Su Liuli after reaching the Southwest, also warned him to be cautious once Su Liuli was captured by Nanqinghong, and not to let the Yanhuang Organization’s Southwest head, Zhou Wu, catch him off guard, for two reasons.

First, Zhou Wu’s fellow disciple is one of the core martial artists wooed by the Bai Family, considered a rare pro-Bai Family faction core member within the Yanhuang Organization.

Second, because Ye Wenhao once held power in the Southwest with his immense combat power, dominate all the evil forces so they dared not stir trouble in the Southwest, his reputation far and wide.

Since the Golden Triangle region became the new center of the underworld, the Southwest, being close to the Golden Triangle, has not only seen martial artists from various factions but also frequent conflicts.

As a result, both those direct descendants of Ye Wenhao left in the Southwest and some other high-level officials believed Zhou Wu was inactive, neglecting his duties, and have frequently targeted him, even jointly proposing to the standing committee that a report should be submitted to replace the head of the Yanhuang Organization in the Southwest.

All this made Zhou Wu very uncomfortable, and he also believed that it was Ye Wenhao’s standout performance that caused his problems.

"If Zhou Wu is really like what my aunt said, determined to obliterate me for the Bai Family, then to eradicate the Nanqinghong’s Southwest division and replace it with the Dong Hai Gang, he must be driven out of the Southwest first!"

Thinking of everything Chu Ji had advised, Ye Fan was clear as a mirror.

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