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Wind Rises in Dragon City Chapter 153
🕑 Added 2024-12-04 13:01:27 +0000 UTCChapter 153: Firefight on Bei'an Street
In an alley on Bei'an Street, Wei Xiangzuo sat in the back of the van, fiddling with his phone with one hand, not saying anything.
In the car, Little Feng, Cheng Gang and the others were also very quiet, either smoking or talking in low voices, none of them urging Wei Xiangzuo.
And so, after waiting a full twenty minutes or so, Wei Xiangzuo finally slowly raised his head and instructed softly: "Little Xuan, drive, go to Yang Ming's place."
"Alright, Big Brother," the driver replied, starting the car again and heading toward Yang Ming's house.
The car drove for about another ten minutes, less than a kilometer from Yang Ming's house.
"Little Feng, you didn't bring any bangers, did you?" Wei Xiangzuo asked lazily from the back seat.
Little Feng was stunned for a moment: "Why would we need bangers just for Yang Ming? When the Yu family dealt with Nick, it got too big, and now they're investigating strictly - I've hidden all the bangers away."
"Mm," Wei Xiangzuo slowly nodded. "Little Xuan, stop the car a bit ahead of Yang Ming's house."
"Got it," Little Xuan responded.
After a brief exchange, Cheng Gang and the others took out gloves and masks from their canvas bags and put them on, each also drawing a steel knife.
Outside, the rain poured down as the van drove along the street, passing Yang Ming's door and continuing about sixty or seventy meters before stopping at an alley entrance.
"Shall we go, Big Brother?" Little Feng turned back to ask.
Wei Xiangzuo took out his cigarette pack and opened the side window slightly, slowly lighting up: "No hurry, let's sit for a while."
"Big Brother, what's really going on?" Cheng Gang asked puzzledly, seeing Wei Xiangzuo's unusual behavior.
Wei Xiangzuo took a deep drag on his cigarette and turned to look at the misty street: "Wait."
Hearing this, everyone felt confused, but since Wei Xiangzuo didn't explain, they didn't ask further.
The car stopped at the street entrance under the downpour. After waiting about two more minutes, Wei Xiangzuo finally instructed softly: "We're not moving on Yang Ming today, drive, let's go!"
Little Xuan heard this and released the handbrake, stepping on the gas to leave along the front road. But just as the car started, someone suddenly rushed out of an alley not far ahead, holding a large shotgun and walking quickly toward the front of the car.
"Big Brother, someone's there!"
Little Feng cried out in alarm.
Wei Xiangzuo squinted his eyes, cigarette butt in his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't panic, reverse."
"Vroom!"
Little Xuan smoothly shifted into reverse and immediately backed up.
In front, the man wearing a raincoat and holding the gun with both hands ran about ten meters before raising his arm and pulling the trigger.
"Bang!"
The muffled gunshot broke through the night as countless pellets bombarded the van's front.
"Get him!" the man in the raincoat roared.
At his shout, over twenty men with knives suddenly sprang out from the street behind Yang Ming's house, instantly surrounding the van.
"Damn it!" Cheng Gang cursed, holding his knife and shouting: "It's a trap, Little Xuan, ram through!"
"Don't go out," Wei Xiangzuo immediately called. "Turn, go into the alley, drive in."
"Big Brother, we'll definitely be trapped to death in there," Little Xuan shouted urgently.
"Go in!" Wei Xiangzuo repeated.
Little Xuan had no choice but to step on the gas, reverse about ten meters before turning left into the alley.
"Bang!"
By then, the knife-wielding men had caught up and were hacking wildly at the back of the van.
On the opposite side of the narrow alley, two more men with guns had also emerged, blocking the exit.
Wei Xiangzuo flicked his cigarette butt out the window and moved forward, pulling a steel knife from his bag and saying concisely: "Get out."
The sound of car doors flying open rang out continuously as Wei Xiangzuo, Little Feng, Cheng Gang, Little Xuan and the others all rushed out of the van.
In the narrow alley, with both exits blocked, the brothers unhesitatingly protected Wei Xiangzuo in the middle, wearing masks and holding knives in one hand, looking toward the approaching crowd.
About two seconds later, over twenty knife-wielding men charged over, raising their arms to slash.
At the front, Little Feng and Little Xuan ignored the enemy numbers and went straight in to start hacking.
At the side of the vehicle, Cheng Gang grabbed Wei Xiangzuo's arm and shouted softly: "Big Brother, they have guns on the other side, you jump the wall and go first."
"Go?!" Wei Xiangzuo raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Just a few lackeys, do I need to run?!"
"Kill him!"
"Charge!"
At the van's rear in the alley, over ten men with knives charged forward, their curses ringing out endlessly.
Little Feng held position on the left rear of the van. After dodging two knife strikes left and right, he kicked one person down and slashed upward, directly splitting open one man's face vertically, flesh turned outward as blood mixed with rain sprayed wildly.
Wei Xiangzuo's brothers were all like him - quick to react and nimble, each with some fighting skills, clearly trained fighters.
Little Xuan slashed forward fiercely with his knife while Little Feng followed on the side, chopping down three people with only a knife cut to his arm.
"Click!"
From behind the crowd came the sound of a shotgun being racked. Little Xuan immediately pulled Little Feng back to take position at the rear of the van.
"Bang!"
Gunfire rang out again, sending sparks flying from the rear of the vehicle.
At the same time, the two gunmen from the entrance had also run over, heading straight for Wei Xiangzuo's position.
"Vroom!"
Just then, the sound of car engines came from both ends of the alley.
Wei Xiangzuo stood by the van's door without any panic on his face, just staring at the enemy crowd.
"Screech!"
The sound of brakes rang out first directly in front of Wei Xiangzuo as an SUV turned and charged in at high speed.
In the middle of the alley, the two gunmen who were running forward to attack Wei Xiangzuo turned their heads to see the SUV charging toward them.
The two urgently stepped aside, pressing against the alley walls.
The SUV driver targeted one man and drove straight at him.
A person's two legs couldn't outrun four wheels. The gunman dodged left and right but still couldn't escape the speeding car.
"Bang!"
With a dull impact, the gunman was sent flying over a meter, his right leg deformed as blood gushed from his nose as he fell to the ground.
"Clang!"
The SUV door flew open as a burly man got out with a gun, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Still dare to move against our hall master in Zha'nan, you motherfuckers are tired of living!"
The burly man held a handgun and shouted at the other gunman: "Don't move, move and I'll kill you!"
"Screech!"
"Screech!"
Two half-size trucks stopped at the van's rear entrance as over thirty men with broadswords and meter-long pikes rushed down.
"Hall Master, how do we do this?!" the leader shouted.
"Take them all down!" Wei Xiangzuo shouted from beside the van.
Over thirty men charged into the alley and began fighting chaotically with the enemy.
At this point, the shotgun-wielding man in the middle of the alley saw things going wrong and immediately shouted: "Damn it, retreat, get out!"
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In Longkou District, at the dock workers' main hall, Xu Hu sat in front of Old Guan Er, smoking and squinting at the incense burning in the large censer, his expression somewhat anxious.
