CHAPTER 270 A CHANCE TO KILL!

Master Fu was seated on the beautiful wooden bench within Zhang Lin's main place of business. He leisurely drank his tea while waiting.

Broken Sword walked in quickly. He was faster than Qi Hu and his men.

"They're coming.”

He always spoke so simply.

Master Fu nodded.

"Don't let a single one off."

Nobody would ever have guessed that Master Fu's best subordinate, Zhang Lin, was killed by Broken Sword under Master Fu's orders!

He had only one aim - he wanted Qi Hu to walk into this trap and die.

Who would have thought?

Qi Hu wouldn't have thought of this. Even Master Fu's other subordinates wouldn't have thought that Master Fu would have killed one of his own off.

They were sure that the killer must have been Qi Hu!

Everyone was furious and wanted revenge!

They were going to take revenge on Qi Hu!

"Master Fu, we're all ready!"

"We're going to fight them to the very end tonight!"

"Even if I die, I'm going to avenge Zhang Lin!"

This rage came from the other bosses. All of them were so angry now from fighting and killing over the past few days, plus they had lost so many men, so nobody was shying away from this fight.

They had no other choice but to kill off all their enemies from Linhai now.

Master Fu continued sitting where he was. He could see that long street from the main hall.

He held a cup of tea in his hands and there was no expression on his face.

Slowly, the sound of footsteps got nearer. There were many of them, and they became clearer and clearer in the night.

Master Fu's expression slowly became stern, cold and vicious!

"Attack!"

Suddenly he gave a loud shout.

The streetlamps suddenly lit up like that was its cue.

The entire street was lighted up as if it was daytime.

The lights shone brightly on Qi Hu on his men and shocked them for a second before they realized what was happening.

"It's an ambush!"

But it was already too late.

Qi Hu yelled, "Master Fu, you bloody wily

old fox!"

The street wasn't very wide and it led to many smaller streets. A huge number of people came rushing out from those smaller streets and surrounded Qi Hu and his men.

"ATTACK!!"

Roars filled the sky.

Furious beams of anger were aimed at them.

Everyone blamed Qi Hu for Zhang Lin's death. They also blamed him for the deaths of their brothers.

The murderous energy filled the air, and it was like a bottle of oil hit this air and turned it into raging flames, instantly splitting Qi Hu's men into several smaller groups.

They panicked.

They were in a mess.

But Broken Sword wasn't panicky and wasn't in a mess at all.

"Attack!"

He gave the order, and it was one word as always.

All his men flowed out onto the streets like rushing water...

Their blades shone brightly and sparks flew everywhere!

Fresh blood sprayed out as broken limbs were sent flying. The screams and shouts tore through this dark night.

Swoosh...

Qi Hu could feel a cold wind on his back. He immediately turned and swung the knife in his hand without hesitating.

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Sparks went flying!

Broken Sword's broken sword clashed hard against that knife. Qi Hu stumbled backward and lost the force he had earlier.

"All of you...are really sly!" Qi Hu clenched his teeth and said, "But today, you're all still going to die!"

Broken Sword was like a sword himself.

He was slow and steady as he stood straight and the energy of the sword shot through the sky.

He held his broken sword in hand as he flicked his wrist and the sword resonated.

Swoosh!

He didn't even want to waste a single word.

He was just going in for the kill!

The broken sword resonated and trembled slightly for a while as if a powerful amount of force filled the blade and made it stiffer.

It gleamed cold and bright under the lights.

"DIE!"

Qi Hu yelled furiously. It was his chance to kill!