Rampaging Through the Heavens: Starting by sending Chan Ho-nam to Stanley

Chapter 130 Searching for People

Chapter 130 Searching for People

Hengshan City, Yuelai Tavern.

As the sun began to set, the restaurant was bustling with noise.

At the table by the window, a short, fat man was talking animatedly, his spittle almost splashing into the bowls of the guests at the next table.

"...You didn't see it!"

He slammed his hand on the table, making a loud clanging sound as the dishes clattered.

"That Chen Yuan, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), is all alone... just one person!"

"Stand there, facing the third of the Thirteen Protectors of the Songshan Sect: Pagoda-Bearing Hand Ding Mian, Crane-Hand Lu Bai, and Great Songyang Hand Fei Bin!"

He held up three fingers and waved them in front of everyone.

"Three thugs!"

"They're all the junior brothers of the Left Alliance Leader, top experts from the Songshan Sect!"

"Do you know the significance of these three people?"

"Ding Mian's Pagoda-Bearing Hand technique can shatter a stone tablet with a single palm strike!"

"Lu Bai's sword is so fast it can keep up with his own sword light!"

"Fei Bin's Great Songyang Hand technique is incredibly powerful; anyone struck by it will die instantly!"

He suddenly clenched three fingers into a fist and slammed it on the table.

"The three of them joined forces, unleashing a barrage of palm strikes, sword light, and poisonous blades, sealing off all escape routes!"

"In that instant, not a single one of the many experts in the Liu mansion's main hall dared to move!"

"Sect Leader Yue Buqun, Daoist Tianmen, and Abbess Dingyi all stood there, not daring to breathe!"

As he said this, he lowered his voice and leaned closer to the crowd in a mysterious manner.

"Guess what happened to Chen Yuan?"

He had piqued everyone's interest, and they all urged him to hurry up.

"What is it? Tell me now!"

The short, fat man slapped his thigh.

"Then Chief Escort Chen took a step forward."

Everyone waited for a long time, but nothing came of it.

"Finished?"

"Just one step?"

The short, stout man shook his head inscrutably.

"You don't understand."

"This step has precisely identified the only weakness in the encirclement of the three masters!"

He gestured with his hands to indicate the name.

"Do you know what this means?"

The crowd shook their heads.

The short, fat man slammed his hand on the table.

"That means he calculated the time down to the millimeter!"

"If Ding Mian's palm strike had been just one inch further forward, it would have been impossible to avoid."

"If Lu Bai's sword had been a fraction of a second later, it would have struck a vital point."

"If Fei Bin's poisoned blade had been any slower, it would have pierced his body."

"But at that exact moment, which no one could have foreseen, he stepped into their blind spot!"

"Then what?!"

"Then?"

The short, fat man gestured with both hands, making a high-five motion.

"Three blows, one blow each!"

All three were sent flying backward. Lu Bai and Fei Bin were lifeless, while Ding Mian coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, struggling to get up, only to be struck by a hidden weapon from the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) Chen...

He paused, making a "bang" sound.

"Killed on the spot!"

The tavern fell silent for a moment.

An uproar ensued.

Some people applauded in admiration.

"Good, well done!"

"The Songshan Sect always acts so arrogantly; it's long overdue for someone to teach them a lesson!"

Some people, however, frowned, stroked their beards, and pondered.

"That's not how you say it."

"Although the Songshan Sect's actions this time were somewhat domineering, Liu Zhengfeng's association with Qu Yang, an elder of the Demonic Sect, is a real handle against him."

"Good and evil cannot coexist; this has been a century-old rule in the martial arts world. Liu Zhengfeng broke the rule himself, and the Songshan Sect is dealing with him according to the alliance. What's wrong with that?"

A lean man next to him immediately retorted.

"What rules? Zuo Lengchan acts like he has a death wish, threatening to kill entire families at the drop of a hat. Is that what you call rules?"

"That's the authority of the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance!"

"Does the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance think he can disregard human life?"

The two argued heatedly, their faces turning red, and they almost came to blows.

Someone nearby tried to smooth things over.

"Please calm down, both of you."

"There are indeed two different opinions on this matter."

"That time with the Qingcheng Sect was different. Yu Canghai bullied the Fuwei Escort Agency; it was blatant bullying of the weak. Who wouldn't say he deserved to die?"

"But this time... Liu Zhengfeng has allied himself with the Demonic Sect. Anyone would have to think twice about this."

"What are you weighing?"

The other person sneered.

"Haven't the demonic cult killed enough of us righteous people?"

"Liu Zhengfeng is on friendly terms with the elders of the Demonic Sect; who knows what kind of shady dealings he's up to behind the scenes?"

"But Liu Zhengfeng said it was just a casual acquaintance based on music..."

"You believe it?"

"I..."

The man was speechless.

The argument raged in the tavern, with the two sides divided and neither able to convince the other.

The short, fat man picked up his wine bowl, took a sip, squinted at the crowd arguing, and didn't join in.

Anyway, he's finished telling his story, so it's time to drink.

Just as things were getting chaotic, the light at the doorway suddenly went out.

Six figures squeezed in.

Yes, it's crowded.

The door wasn't very big to begin with, and the six of them squeezed in together, their shoulders pressed against each other, their heads bumping against the door frame, chattering noisily.

You're crowding me!

"You pushed me first!"

"It's all your fault for walking too slowly!"

"You're walking too fast!"

"What do you mean 'fast'! I didn't leave at all!"

"How did you get in if you hadn't left?"

"I was pushed in here by you!"

The people in the tavern stopped arguing and all turned to look.

Six people were crammed into the doorway, pushing and shoving each other, and it took them a lot of effort to finally squeeze in.

These six people look...

Well, how should I put it?

That's strange.

He was as thin as six bamboo poles, but his shoulders were unusually broad, his cheekbones were high, his eye sockets were deep, and his arms were so long that they reached below his knees.

Unfortunately, the six of them look almost identical, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering where this strange person had come from.

The bartender swallowed hard, forced himself to approach, and forced a smile.

"Six, six guests... would you like to drink or...?"

"I won't drink it!"

"Looking for someone!"

"Chen Yuan!"

"That bodyguard!"

Where is he?

"Say it!"

Six mouths opened and closed simultaneously, spraying saliva all over the bartender's face.

The bartender took two steps back, wiped his face with his sleeve, and said with a pained expression.

"Six esteemed guests, how would I possibly know any bodyguards..."

"nonsense!"

"You run a tavern!"

"How could I not recognize you!"

"He must have been here!"

"We've already inquired!"

"Right here in Hengshan City!"

"Say it!"

The bartender was about to cry.

"I really don't recognize him..."

One strange man turned to look at the other.

"He won't tell!"

The other one looks at the third one.

"What should we do?"

The third one is the fourth.

"What do you suggest we do?"

The fourth one looks at the fifth one.

"Ask him!"

Look at the fifth one and then the sixth one.

"you say!"

The sixth one scratched his head and turned to the first one.

"What do you suggest we do?"

First:

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The second one: "Why are you glaring at me?"

The third one: "He's glaring at you!"

The fourth one: "Yes! It's you!"

Fifth: "You made him angry!"

Sixth: "Apologize now!"

The second one lowered his head in frustration and said to the first one.

"sorry."

The first one waved his hand, pointing to the bartender.

"If he won't tell us, we'll find it ourselves!"

So the six of them started wandering around the tavern.

They flipped over tablecloths, overturned chairs, pried open windows, and crawled under counters, turning the tavern upside down.

Just as one customer picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks, another person snatched it away, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"It's not Chen Yuan!"

The guest:

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He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Smart people know to shut up at this point.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

The six of them squeezed back to the doorway.

He turned around, glanced around the tavern, and suddenly pointed to a table in the corner.

"That storyteller!"

He pointed to the short, fat man.

The short, fat man was watching the commotion with his wine bowl in hand when he was suddenly called out. His hand trembled, and he spilled half the wine.

"Me? Me?"

He pointed to his own nose.

The second person to respond: "It's you!"

The third one: "You were just talking about Chen Yuan!"

Fourth: "You definitely know where he is!"

Fifth: "Speak quickly!"

Sixth: "If you don't tell me, I'll beat you up!"

The short, fat man's face turned pale instantly.

"Gentlemen, my lords... I'm just a drinker, how would I know where Chief Escort Chen is... I'm just telling you what I heard..."

The first person approached him, squinting as they looked him over.

The second one joined in too.

The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth ones all came together.

Six identical faces surrounded the short, fat man, looking down at him.

The short, fat man was surrounded in the middle, trembling like a mouse being watched by six cats.

"You really don't know?"

The first question.

"I...I really don't know..."

The second question: "Where did he end up?"

The third one: "After the fight at the Liu residence!"

The fourth one: "Where did you go?"

Fifth: "Nobody knows?"

Sixth: "How come you, the storyteller, don't know this!"

The short, fat man was about to cry.

"I...I'm not a mind reader..."

One turned to look at the other.

"What he said seems to make some sense."

The other one looks at the third one.

"It seems so."

The third one is the fourth.

"So what do we do?"

The fourth one looks at the fifth one.

"Ask him."

Look at the fifth one and then the sixth one.

"you say."

The sixth one scratched his head, then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Take him away and let him continue!"

The first one slapped his thigh.

"Great idea!"

The second one: "Yes!"

The third one: "Let him talk the whole way!"

The fourth one: "We'll talk until we know where Chen Yuan is!"

The fifth one: "Let's go!"

The sixth one grabbed the short, fat man's arm and lifted him up.

The short, fat man felt his feet lighten as he was lifted up.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

"My lords, my grandfathers, I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise..."

One person asked, "How old are you?"

"4.42..."

The second one: "Forty-two and still small?"

The third: "He's lying!"

Fourth: "Liar!"

Fifth: "It should be torn apart!"

Sixth: "Don't tear it up yet! Explain first, then tear it up!"

The short, fat man:

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He just wants to slap himself twice right now.

Serves you right for being so foul-mouthed! Serves you right for telling a story!

The first one waved.

"Walk!"

Six figures, carrying the short, fat man like a chick, darted out of the tavern and disappeared outside the door.

The tavern was deathly silent.

After a while, someone asked in a low voice.

"Will that guy... come back?"

No one answered.

Only the darkening sky outside the window and the faint chirping sounds coming from afar.

"Tell me about those three blows again!"

"Yes! Let's start from the beginning!"

"If I say something wrong, I'll tear you apart!"

"You're right... if you're right, then keep going!"

The short, fat man's screams echoed from afar, gradually fading into the night.