<h4>Chapter 984: Chapter 991: Who’s Really Getting Revenge? (Part 2)</h4>


    "Brothers, you’ve all heard it. These people look down on us, so when the action starts, you must give it your all. Don’t let them underestimate us, got it?"


    "Yes!" Nearly a hundred young men raised their machetes and steel rods high, responding in unison, their momentum unstoppable.


    Hearing the chorus of voices, Shi Su and her group’s faces looked somewhat grim. Even though these people had practiced martial arts, they had never faced such a brawl before, much less experienced a scene like this. Martial artists mostly engage in one-on-one duels. Moreover, these people weren’t reckless fighters rarely risking their lives.


    However, these young men in front of them had already drawn their des, certainly not for show or to scare anyone intentionally. From their eyes, it was clear these youths were ying for real.


    Seeing this situation, the twenty or so men Shi Su had invited couldn’t help but regret. Had they known it would turn out like this, they wouldn’t have yed the hero and agreed to help the Shi Family. This wasn’t help; it was like pushing themselves into a fire pit.


    But at this point, the arrow was on the string, and there was no turning back; they had no room for retreat.


    "Brothers, it’s up to you now. Remember, hold back; don’t take lives. After all, we’re civilized people; we can’t do illegal things."


    Upon hearing Ling Chen’s voice, nearly a hundred young men didn’t hesitate, waving their steel rods and machetes, charging straight at Shi Su’s group.


    The charge of nearly a hundred people doesn’t sound like much, but the visual effect exerted an intangible pressure.


    In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred young men had reached the twenty-odd men. Before they could even set up a stance, machetes, steel rods, and bricks were all hurled into the crowd. Whether they hit anyone was irrelevant; it was a chaotic throw.


    In no time, the twenty-odd men brought by Shi Su were overwhelmed, their heads nowhere to be seen.


    Witnessing such a scene turned Shi Su’s face pale. Originally, she had counted on those people to protect her, but the group she had invited couldn’t even look after themselves, let alone spare any effort for her. Moreover, the Shi Family was known for medicine, with few martial artists, and Shi Su herself waspletely clueless about martial arts.


    Surrounded, Shi Su couldn’t even see what was happening before being struck twice, leaving her head bleeding and looking very wretched.


    "Enough, enough, stop it!"


    Someone in the crowd couldn’t bear the pain any longer and shouted loudly. However, no one paid attention, continuing to smash the steel rods and machetes into the crowd.


    Ling Chen stood on the outskirts of the crowd, watching for a while. Seeing it was about enough, he then announced, "Alright, stop it, don’t actually kill them."


    Hearing Ling Chen speak, nearly a hundred young men immediately stopped, retreating collectively. Soon, the surrounded group was seen lying on the ground, clutching their heads, bloodied, with no hint of their previous martial prowess.


    Looking at their oue, Ling Chen sneered, "These are supposed to be experts? I wonder where Shi Su found so many useless fools."


    Maybe these people did have real skills. For instance, the burly guy just now wasn’t weak, at least a master on the Dragon List. However, no matter how high these people’s skills were, withoutbat experience, they couldn’t handle this kind of street brawl.


    In fact, martial arts in themunity are divided into two types: one for physical fitness and asional sparring, and another is for killing—this is the essence of martial arts. Nowadays, many practice martial arts for fitness, not for killing, so the distinction between the two is significant.


    Ling Chen, having worked in the shadows, learned killing techniques.


    Huh?


    At this moment, Ling Chen searched the crowd but didn’t find Shi Su. Strange, wasn’t she here just now?


    While pondering, Ling Chen suddenly noticed someone lying on the ground beside the Nanrong Family’s gate, hair disheveled—it was Shi Su. However, her current appearance was extraordinarily wretched,pletely different from before.


    "Ms. Shi, Ms. Shi?" Ling Chen called twice, seeing no response, he walked over to Shi Su, gently tapping her shoulder.


    Yet, Shi Su, lying on the ground, didn’t react at all, motionless.


    Seeing this, Ling Chen was taken aback. Could it be that the group had been too rough, resulting in her demise?


    Thinking this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but worry. Although Shi Su hade to trouble him, making him quite annoyed, he only intended to teach her a lesson, not to take her life.


    Quickly, Ling Chen grasped Shi Su’s shoulders, turning her over to lie t on the ground.


    Just then, Shi Su, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, ring venomously at Ling Chen. At the same time, she stretched her arm, and a glint of cold light aimed straight at Ling Chen’s body.


    Seeing the cold light approaching, Ling Chen’s face shifted slightly. He hurriedly pushed Shi Su forward, swiftly retreating to narrowly avoid the attack.


    This sudden change frightened Ling Chen into a cold sweat.


    Lucky!


    Thankfully, he reacted quickly; otherwise, his life might have ended in Shi Su’s hands. Shi Su was versed in medicine and surely her poisons weren’t simple.


    Seeing Shi Su’s disappointed gaze, Ling Chen felt a surge of anger. Damn it! He thought she was in trouble and was kind enough to help her, only to be backstabbed. Such a malicious woman would only be a source of disaster if left alive.


    With that thought, Ling Chen stretched out his hand, directly snatching the silver needle from Shi Su’s hand.


    "Ling Chen, you were lucky today. Next time, you won’t have such luck," Shi Su said, gritting her teeth.


    "Is that so?" Ling Chen smiled, though a chilling chill filled his eyes.


    "Ms. Shi, you obviously don’t know my character well. If you just wanted to teach me a lesson, I wouldn’t mind ying along. But if you intend to kill me, I won’t give you a second chance."


    Upon hearing this, Shi Su’s expression changed, looking at Ling Chen with dread, "What are you going to do?"


    "Nothing much. Weren’t you trying to kill me just now? I’ll let you experience that feeling too." Saying this, Ling Chen moved swiftly, and the silver needle in his fingers swiftly stabbed into Shi Su’s leg.


    Feeling the stabbing pain in her leg, Shi Su panicked, urgently reaching into her pocket to pull out a medicine bottle.


    The bottle opened, Shi Su poured out a white pill, about to put it into her mouth. However, before she could lift her hand, Ling Chen pped it away, causing both the medicine bottle and the pill to fall to the ground.