Published at 13th of September 2024 6:46 am

Chapter 79: The Last Day of the Fist King_1

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Tai Shan was the first to break through the villa door and charge inside, with Cong Lin Bao following close behind.

As soon as they entered, they headed straight for the kitchen as San Shui Ge had directed, but the moment they got through the door, they saw a white figure dart towards them like lightning.

“Damn it, a dog!” Cong Lin Bao yelled out loud.

The one racing towards them was Ben Ben from the sofa. Seeing the intruders burst in, Ben Ben leaped over and bit at Tai Shan in front.

Tai Shan, with his sturdy build and being a secular disciple of Shaolin, had learned a formidable set of powerful qigong. Thus, he was a leading figure in Hancheng City’s underground boxing ring, having fought and beaten various experts and earning the nickname “Tai Shan,” signifying his strength and resilience, just like Mount Tai, capable of both fighting and enduring immense force.

Upon seeing Ben Ben rush over, a flash of surprise crossed Tai Shan’s eyes—this dog was fast.

Tai Shan quickly summoned his qigong and threw a fierce punch with his right arm at the attacking Ben Ben.

The figure of Ben Ben, in mid-attack, took a strange turn and dodged Tai Shan’s fist, then bit at Tai Shan’s neck.

Tai Shan couldn’t dodge in time and hastily blocked with his left hand in front of his neck.

A scream of “Ahh!” escaped from Tai Shan as Ben Ben’s sharp teeth bit down on his left hand, severing three of his fingers, leaving his hand dripping with blood.

“Woof woof… dare to intrude upon my master’s domain, you all must die!” Ben Ben spat the three human fingers out of his mouth, his snow-white fur bristling, and his fiery red eyes flashing with a dangerous aura.

“Leopard, quick, save me, this dog bit off my fingers,” Tai Shan said, drenched in sweat from the pain, calling for help from Cong Lin Bao behind him.

“Damn it, isn’t your ‘Golden Bell Guard Iron Shirt’ supposed to be impenetrable?” Cong Lin Bao inhaled sharply. He had experienced Tai Shan’s qigong, which, when channeled, could not even be cut by a kitchen knife. Yet, here was a not-so-large dog that had just bitten off his fingers.

“You’re quicker, you take over,” said Tai Shan, clutching his wounded hand in agony.

Hearing this, Cong Lin Bao rolled forward, positioning himself in front of Tai Shan. Tai Shan was known for his toughness, while Cong Lin Bao hailed from the mountainous regions of Xiangxi and was known for his agility. He had earned the nickname “Jungle Leopard” in the boxing arena, as many of his opponents couldn’t land a single hit on him throughout a match.

Ben Ben growled lowly on the ground, then leaped at the rolling Cong Lin Bao, aiming a bite at his neck.

Cong Lin Bao, agile as he was, attempted to dodge Ben Ben’s sharp teeth.

Unfortunately, despite his speed, he was not faster than Ben Ben, who possessed the Qilin bloodline.

In mid-air, Ben Ben slightly altered his course, locked onto Cong Lin Bao’s neck, and bit down.

Cong Lin Bao’s neck gushed with blood, his eyes filled with disbelief as he slowly collapsed to the floor.

“Goddamn Leopard, such a waste!” Seeing Cong Lin Bao fall after a single encounter with the formidable dog, Tai Shan knew things were over and desperately clutched his wounded hand, attempting to flee.

Seeing this, Ben Ben curled his hind legs and jumped to the entrance of the villa, blocking Tai Shan’s escape route, his two red eyes staring viciously at Tai Shan.

“Damn you, you want me dead, right? I’ll fight you with all I’ve got,” Tai Shan said, pulling out a handgun from his waist with his right hand and aiming it at Ben Ben.

They originally disdained using guns, but Song Qiang had warned them that Xu Fan was highly skilled in martial arts, so they prudently brought handguns. However, Cong Lin Bao thought himself highly agile and quick, so he didn’t draw his gun, only to be bitten on the neck by this strange dog. Now he lay on the ground, his blood flowing freely, his life hanging in the balance.

“Move again, and I’ll shoot!” Tai Shan snarled at Ben Ben, not caring whether the dog in front of him could understand him.

Ben Ben stared straight into Tai Shan’s eyes without moving, but the red light in its eyes grew even more intense.

Seeing that Ben Ben remained still in the face of the gun, Tai Shan’s fierce smile widened, “Haha, since you can’t understand human speech, I might as well just shoot you dead and avenge the late Cong Lin Bao.”

After Tai Shan finished speaking, his finger pulled the trigger ruthlessly.

Just as his finger squeezed the trigger, two flames shot out of Ben Ben’s small red eyes, striking Tai Shan directly.

“Ahh!” Tai Shan screamed, his body instantly enveloped in blue flames.

The black gun in his hand, under the power of the flames, melted into a pool of molten iron in just a few seconds.

And Tai Shan quickly turned into charred remains under the searing flames.

Brother Sanshui’s ears were filled with the desperate cries of Cong Lin Bao and Tai Shan, followed by silence. To be cautious, he tied up Tongtong with a rope and dragged her out of the kitchen.

Brother Sanshui was also holding a pistol, pointing it directly at Tongtong.

After dealing with Tai Shan and Cong Lin Bao, Ben Ben rushed towards the kitchen, and at the entrance, he ran into Brother Sanshui holding Tongtong hostage.

Brother Sanshui glanced at the ground; Cong Lin Bao was already a dead leopard, lying there with a pool of blood spreading out from his neck, dyeing the carpet red.

As for Tai Shan, he was now nothing but a pile of smelly char on the ground.

“Dammit, two useless things!” Brother Sanshui cursed angrily, then heightened his alertness. The two men were actually very skilled; to be taken down so quickly, there must be a powerful person in the villa.

Then Brother Sanshui took a step forward, pressing the gun directly against Tongtong and shouted angrily, “If anyone dares to move, I’ll blow her away!”

“Daddy, where are you? Tongtong is so scared…” Tongtong’s little face turned pale, her tears making her face look like a small tabby cat, crying hoarsely with eyes filled with terror.

“Relax, your daddy has already left the house, he can’t save you!” Brother Sanshui said with some pride.

“Woof woof…” Ben Ben growled lowly, the sound carrying unstoppable rage.

Seeing his little owner in such a state, Ben Ben’s fury reached a boiling point. His body transformed in an instant, his muscles and bones swelling as his long fur stood on end, turning him into the same giant form as when he had swallowed the Spirit Wisdom Pill, half the height of a person.

“Nest of mischief! So it really was you, this dog with the weirdness!” Brother Sanshui, a Martial Artist himself, was not scared by this supernatural spectacle, but his vigilance shot through the roof.

This transformed dog was just too ferocious, with fangs three inches long and claws shining with a metallic sheen. If he were to be scratched or bitten, it would surely be lethal. Seeing Ben Ben in his true form, Brother Sanshui’s heart pounded with fear.

This dog’s strength was now on par with that of a Martial Artist.

If it weren’t for having Tongtong as a human shield, Brother Sanshui would surely have run without a moment’s hesitation.

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