Chapter 531: A Black Cloud
“A worthless life? Fine! Then today I’ll grant your wish and see just how worthless your life truly is!” Brother Jun snarled.
Hearing this, Liu Hao slowly closed his eyes, accepting his fate.
At this point, that demoness still hadn’t arrived. It seemed all hope was truly lost.
His mind involuntarily drifted back to his glorious… pathetic gangster career.
Back in the day, he was the undisputed king of Wushui County’s Internet Cafe Street, but then Liu Yutong brought her people and gave him a proper beating, sending him straight to the slammer.
Later, he drifted through Pearl City and South City, his dreams of building an empire repeatedly strangled in the cradle every time they showed promise, and now he was facing certain doom.
Thinking about it, a wave of sorrow welled up inside him.
“O Heaven above, why have you forsaken me so!”
“Me, Liu Hao, having roamed the underworld for so many years, considered something of a figure. Suppressed by that demoness, hunted by Vulture Master—who else has experienced what I have? Yet in the end, I’m still going to die in this godforsaken bridge tunnel.”
“I refuse to accept this!!!”
At that moment, his underlings also couldn’t help but weep.
“Waaah… Boss, I’ll still follow you in the next life, just don’t let us starve all the time.”
“Boss, if I somehow survive, I’ll definitely burn more offerings for you.”
“Boss, may you rest in peace!”
“…”
Brother Jun and his thugs grew impatient listening to these guys wail like ghosts.
“Alright, enough! Stop your goddamn howling. ‘O Heaven above’? Heaven doesn’t have time for worthless chumps like you! Brothers, teach them a good—”
Before he could finish the word “lesson,” a sudden change occurred!
“Look over there! Those anglers all seem to have caught fish—they’re all standing up!” one of the underlings suddenly shouted, pointing toward the riverbank.
At these words, the fishing enthusiasts in the crowd immediately turned to look.
“Really? Really?”
“Damn, are these unlucky anglers that excited? Did someone hook a meter-long monster or something?!”
“Fuck, did this whole lot collectively change their fortunes? Look how worked up they are—their rods are about to snap!”
“I wish I could go cast a line!”
Even the tied-up Liu Hao couldn’t help but crane his neck to see.
“Hell, are there actually fish in this river? I should’ve cast a line myself.”
He was filled with regret. If they hadn’t been lazy and had gone fishing themselves, they wouldn’t have been ratted out by that damn angler.
Of course, the main reason was that with so many people striking out, they didn’t want to waste the time.
Why fish when you can just steal?
Just then, one of the thugs seemed to notice something was off.
“Something’s not right, Brother Jun. Look at their movements—they don’t look like they’re fighting fish. Why does it look like they’re backing away?”
“You know shit. It must be a monster putting up a fight. The man’s in a tug-of-war with the fish. Tsk tsk… look at that commotion. Gotta be over fifty pounds at least.”
“Fifty pounds? Bullshit! I’ve fished this spot before. If there’s a fifty-pound fish here, I’ll eat this steel pipe right now.”
“Hey, so many of them are standing up. How come no one’s using a landing net? All opening their mouths but not making a sound, expressions like they’ve seen a ghost.”
“Maybe they really have seen a ghost?”
“Bullshit! There’s no such thing in this world—oh fuck!”
Everyone froze, their voices dying in their throats, their eyes growing wider and wider.
The anglers who had been fishing by the river were now hurriedly grabbing their gear and fleeing.
It wasn’t that they’d actually seen ghosts—they’d seen something far more terrifying.
Once the anglers had fled in panic, Brother Jun’s crew finally saw the scene that would be seared into their memories forever.
Where the riverbank had been relatively quiet moments before, it was now covered in pure black, as if a dark cloud had fallen to earth.
When they saw what the black actually was, they all gasped.
Figures.
Dense clusters of black figures!
All of them wore identical black suits, and on their left chests was a dragon emblem. The numbers were so great that the eye couldn’t find their end.
Just this sight alone was enough to crush one’s spirit with its pressure.
At the front of this thick black mass stood three people.
On the left was Yun Cheng. On the right were two female members of Wanlong Society, also dressed in black formal wear.
Standing directly in the middle was a young woman in a black trench coat whose aura seemed overwhelmingly powerful.
The thugs who had been acting so tough just moments before now felt their bodies go rigid.
Some of them had seen this display before, but witnessing it again still made them tremble instinctively.
It was Wanlong Society again!
Apart from Liu Hao, the four members of Heaven’s Eye Gang were seeing this terrifying scene straight out of a top-tier gangster movie for the first time. They all began stammering.
“O-O-Boss, who… who are these people? So scary!”
“Wait! Look at their chests—they have dragons! Isn’t this the demoness’s Wanlong Society you told us about, Boss? You’re finished! Another enemy’s here!”
“Boss, have you committed some heavenly offense? Why are your enemies getting more and more hardcore? You’re really screwed this time! They’ll be nailing your coffin shut!”
“Don’t worry, Boss! When they come over, I’ll get on my knees and beg them to leave you an intact corpse, not throw you in the river to feed the fish.”
Liu Hao: “???”
Listening to his underlings curse him like this, he finally couldn’t take it anymore and cursed back, “All of you shut the fuck up! You blind fools! These are the reinforcements I called! Reinforcements! I summoned them! Keep talking nonsense and I’ll throw you in the river to feed the fish myself!”
The four underlings instantly fell silent, but their expressions clearly still showed disbelief.
Boss, are you hallucinating from hunger and talking delirious?
On the other side, the thugs led by Brother Jun had sweaty palms gripping their steel pipes.
The opposition’s formation, simply by standing motionless, exerted enough pressure to make them want to cry for their mothers.
Brother Jun forced himself to stay calm, stepped forward, and called out toward the sea of black, “Friends from Wanlong Society, this is a private matter between us and these green-haired punks. Please make way!”
Liu Yutong didn’t even acknowledge him, looking instead at Liu Hao and the others: “Is the item still there?”
Seeing himself ignored, Brother Jun felt furious but dared not show it.
“Friends from Wanlong Society, do you really want to make enemies of us over these insignificant green-haired scum? Consider carefully what this will cost you…”
“Enough blabbering,” Liu Yutong said coldly.
The moment she spoke, Yun Cheng, standing to her left, moved.
A moment later.
Bam!
Brother Jun flew backward, crashing heavily against the concrete wall of the bridge tunnel, nearly foaming at the mouth.