Chapter Twenty-Two: In the Game, Every Debt Must Be Repaid

Peerless Dragon Son-in-Law Old Wang eats chives. 1555 words 2026-03-20 06:09:30

“Do you think you're even qualified to ask that question?” Chen Fan stared at Black Dog with utter disdain.

Such arrogant disregard sent Black Dog into a wild rage. Even though he sensed that Chen Fan was somewhat unusual, there was no reason for thirty men to fear a single person.

Black Dog roared, “Quit pretending, brothers, get him!”

A cold glint flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes as he suddenly charged at Black Dog and his gang, like a fierce tiger leaping into a flock of sheep.

His move left everyone momentarily stunned.

But it lasted only an instant. Black Dog, leading his men, also surged forward, determined to tear Chen Fan apart.

What should have been an overwhelming advantage quickly turned into a one-sided slaughter in the blink of an eye.

Chen Fan’s first kick landed squarely on the chest of the nearest thug, sending him flying four or five meters. The man struggled on the ground but couldn’t get up, slipping into unconsciousness.

The others were shocked—Chen Fan’s explosive power was terrifying.

Yet this was only the beginning. Chen Fan moved with ruthless efficiency, each punch and kick downing an opponent, weaving through the crowd like a ghost. Black Dog and his men couldn’t even touch him—they could only take blow after blow.

In moments, the number of men left standing dwindled, while those on the ground lay unmoving, all knocked out cold.

Black Dog was dumbstruck. What kind of monster was this?

A real-life one-punch man!

What Black Dog didn’t know was that Chen Fan had been holding back, using only a tenth of his true strength. Had he used even forty or fifty percent, not a soul would have survived.

The title “Hades” was not something one acquired casually!

While Black Dog was still stunned, all his lackeys had been laid out. Only he remained.

Chen Fan’s cold gaze swept over Black Dog, who instantly collapsed to his knees in terror, dropping his machete and not even daring to pick it up. He pleaded loudly, “Brother Chen Fan, I’m sorry! I was blind and failed to recognize greatness—please spare my miserable life! I swear I’ll never trouble you again!”

“You’ve been in this business long enough to know what fate awaits you. The moment you accepted the job to come after me, you should have been prepared for the consequences. Did you ever let those you hurt off the hook when they begged you for mercy? Did you show them leniency when they had no money?”

Chen Fan stepped closer, his face solemn as he spoke, “In this life, what goes around comes around.”

Sensing the killing intent radiating from Chen Fan, Black Dog’s heart turned desperate. With a sudden burst, he drew a dagger from his waist and lunged at Chen Fan, shouting, “Damn it, I’ll go down fighting!”

But such resistance was as futile as a moth to a flame—doomed to destruction.

A swift gust of wind swept past Black Dog’s body, and with a sharp crack, Chen Fan snapped his neck.

With a dull thud, Black Dog collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open in disbelief, as if unable to comprehend how he could die so easily.

Chen Fan hadn’t bothered to ask who had sent Black Dog after him, for he already knew it had to be Gao Liang. Even if Gao Liang hadn’t masterminded it, he was certainly involved.

Ten minutes later, a large truck drove in.

White Tiger arrived with several men at Chen Fan’s side, showing no surprise at the bodies strewn across the ground. He greeted him respectfully, “Hades, two hundred Asura Guards have already been stationed at Mountain Waters Pavilion, and Vermilion Bird is setting up the defense system. These are the squad leaders—I’ve brought them to meet you.”

In unison, the men called out, “Greetings, Hades!”

Chen Fan waved his hand. “Assist White Tiger in loading these men onto the truck and deliver them to the Eastern City military camp. Let them undergo reformation and become useful members of society, not worthless trash.”

“Yes, sir!” The men immediately began hauling bodies onto the truck, while White Tiger was pulled aside by Chen Fan.

Chen Fan produced his credentials and pointed at Black Dog’s corpse. “When you get to camp, go straight to the highest-ranking officer and convey what I just said. Also, in the dead of night, hang this body at the entrance of Huafeng’s 4S dealership.”

Given Chen Fan’s current power and status, crushing Gao Liang would be effortless. But that would be letting him off too easily. Chen Fan intended to strip him of everything he had, to make him witness his own descent to the very bottom of society.

“Gao Liang, since you want to play, then I’ll play along with you!”