Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1270 Gang Fight

This man was Shen Tu Rui, the advisor of Hong Sheng Escort Agency, who was once a notorious figure in the martial arts world.

Pang Jisheng nodded: "Those who dare to be so arrogant are bound to suffer some losses."

"The chief镖头 is right. They don't dare to make a move openly, but they are all cunning and treacherous guys who won't suffer the slightest loss."

Pang Jisheng frowned: "Go and warn them that once they join Hongsheng, they're all family. Don't go overboard."

Shen Tu Rui shook his head: "Don't worry, Chief Escort. With you here to keep things under control, at most you'll get a bruised and swollen face, but you won't be seriously injured."

"Let's go and make a trip. There's a heavy job coming up in the next couple of days, and we'll need to send more people. These kids are always so reckless; we don't want them to ruin Hong Sheng's reputation."

"Yes, I'll go take a look."

Shen Tu Rui stood up, carrying the teapot, and walked out slowly.

The original bodyguards of the escort agency would rent houses outside the agency or live in their own homes.

Only newly arrived镖师 (bodyguards) and 趟子手 (escorts) lived in the镖局 (bodyguard agency) and enjoyed these rather old-fashioned houses and bedding.

The night was cool, and the blankets were moldy and quite stiff, making it very uncomfortable for several people to sleep in.

However, these men were all soldiers, accustomed to all sorts of terrible environments. Worse conditions were the norm during marches; they could make do with sleeping in the open and hiding in the weeds for the night. What they were facing was nothing compared to this.

Although all three were lying in bed, they were not asleep. Each of them closed their eyes and circulated their internal energy, constantly honing their spirit, energy, and physical strength.

Despite his large and muscular physique, Qiao Jushan was the most insightful and made the most progress among those whom Lin Feng spread the Yuquan Temple's martial arts techniques to.

This is also related to his diligence.

Of course, it's not to say that others aren't hardworking, but when faced with the same level of hard work, talent seems to be particularly important.

Xia Laicai was already fast asleep, snoring loudly, which made the surroundings seem even more silent.

As midnight approached and the night grew quiet, Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, noticing soft footsteps outside the house.

This would normally be normal; it's not unusual to see pedestrians in such a large courtyard. What's unusual is that it's the sound of a group of people's footsteps, and they're gradually approaching.

Lin Feng knew that they had been brought here to teach them a lesson.

This is the normal behavior of people in the martial arts world: they don't let grudges linger overnight.

Having suffered their mistreatment during the day, he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly tonight. They were all veteran bodyguards of Hongsheng; how could they tolerate a few newcomers being so presumptuous?

Lin Feng released his consciousness and found that these people were all empty-handed and unarmed, except for a few who were carrying black cloth bags.

As a dozen or so people approached, when they were about twenty steps away from his room, Qiao Jushan sat up, and then Ye Liangcai also turned over.

Lin Feng lay still, stretching out a hand and waving it at the two of them.

The two quickly lay back down.

In the quiet night, the sound of a door being pushed open was heard, and the window was gently opened as well.

Located in the courtyard of the security escort agency, and surrounded by skilled bodyguards, none of the doors were bolted.

However, even if you wanted to install it, you couldn't find one anymore.

The newcomers were all as light as swallows, silently vaulting into the house.

The room was pitch black. Seven or eight people crept up to the edge of the heated brick bed, peering closer to try and identify their target.

Only after identifying Lin Feng and his two companions did he wave for the others to split up and act.

More than a dozen people went into the house. Some stood on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), while others stood on the edge of the kang, waiting intently.

One of the tall men reached out and gently tapped him.

A soft "snap" sound signaled the start of the action.

Three of the dozen or so men almost simultaneously reached out and pulled the blankets over Lin Feng and the other two lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) to cover their heads and faces, thus covering their upper bodies.

The others immediately swarmed forward and began punching and kicking.

There was no human voice, only the sound of being hit repeatedly.

Finally, someone couldn't help but scream in agony.

"Hey...hey, no...it's not me..."

Once a fight broke out, chaos ensued. Everyone rushed forward, venting their anger, paying no heed to the cries of the person being beaten.

Hearing someone screaming pitifully, the tall man quickly lowered his voice and shouted.

"You fucking be quiet, don't kill anyone."

Xia Laicai was also startled awake. He tried to sit up, but someone pressed down on his neck. Hearing the commotion in the room, he dared not move.

The beating lasted for more than ten breaths until the person under the blanket stopped struggling and screaming, at which point the tall man stopped everyone's actions.

"Alright, stop, let's retreat."

The dozen or so people immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Those who came in through the window climbed out one by one, and those who came in through the door also slipped away one after another.

After they had run for several dozen feet, the tall man stopped.

"Everyone, please sign up."

This tall, burly man is the underground leader of the bodyguards at Hongsheng Escort Agency, known in the martial arts world as Meng Yanlong, the "Mountain Leopard".

Relying on his superior martial arts skills, no one in the Jingnan Prefecture dared to provoke him.

He was later subdued by the Pang brothers and recruited into the Hongsheng Escort Agency. He continued to form gangs and became the chief escort in the underground world.

Almost all the bodyguards and porters had to obey his orders.

In the darkness, the dozen or so men began to whisper their names.

Meng Yanlong listened silently, and finally, he was shocked to find that three of his accomplices were missing.

"Zhang Liutong?"

No one answered.

"Fatty Yu?"

Still no answer.

"Wang Ershun?"

Still no one answered.

Meng Yanlong frowned.

"Damn, where did those three kids go?"

A voice came from the darkness: "Are they still fighting?"

"If we keep hitting them, someone could die."

"Go and see."

Some people ran back.

However, at this moment, someone in the courtyard heard the screams and the guards, carrying torches, ran towards the scene.

Meng Yanlong shouted, "You all go back, except for three of you, who will come with me."

The rest of the men hurriedly ran towards the gate of the escort agency, while the remaining men followed Meng Yanlong to the house where Lin Feng and the others were staying.

Meng Yanlong whispered, "Let's hide and see how things go."

Four or five guards, carrying torches and lanterns, rushed over in the direction of the sound.

Many others followed, carrying weapons, and quickly ran towards them.

In the end, they all gathered around the front and back of the house.

More and more people arrived, and more and more lanterns and torches were lit, illuminating the surroundings.

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stepped out from the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Send a few people in to go in and check the situation."

Those who carried torches immediately rushed into the house.

Soon, they started shouting inside the house.

Many people, along with the middle-aged butler, followed him into the house.

Under the torchlight, everyone could clearly see that three people were lying on the heated kang, unconscious, bleeding from their mouths and noses, with their mouths crooked and eyes slanted.

The middle-aged butler reached under the noses of the three people and checked their breaths; they were all still breathing.

Turning my head, I saw Xia Laicai huddled in the corner of the room, trembling all over.

The middle-aged butler stepped forward, leaned down, and asked.

“Who lives here? State your name.”

Xia Laicai said tremblingly, "I am Xia Laicai, a newly recruited bodyguard at the escort agency."

"where are they?"

The middle-aged steward raised his hand and pointed to the three people on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

"It's...it's the Lin brothers who just arrived."

"Who did it?"

Xia Laicai shook his head: "I couldn't see clearly, it was too dark, and a lot of people came by."

In fact, the middle-aged steward knew exactly what was going on. As the head of the escort agency, he was well aware of what had happened that day.

"Hey, you guys carry the person to Doctor Xu's place, the rest of you go back."

A man stepped forward, dragged the three people off the kang (a heated brick bed), carried them on his back, and went out of the room.

The crowd dispersed.