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Chapter 100: A Great Fire Shatters the Eight Desolations!
Inside the police station, things were in a flurry of activity, with people moving back and forth, gathering information on Chen Zhan.

Sending telegrams was too slow and the content was not detailed enough, so at Kawashima Kenji's instruction, he directly called the Japanese concession in Tianjin.

They narrate there, and they record here.

"hey-hey!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

He wrote furiously, from Chen Zhan's first appearance in the public eye, killing Chiba Shiro in the ring, to his assassination attempt on Itagaki Ichiro, and finally the Green Gang's massacre.

Height, weight, and physical characteristics are self-evident; photos are available.

Another aspect is the advancement in martial arts, specifically the development of internal strength.

And most importantly, the behavioral logic.

There are also experts within Japan who have witnessed Chen Zhan's skills; not all of them have died, based on his martial arts style, timing of attacks, methods of killing, and ruthlessness.

A detailed analysis and evaluation were conducted.

In the analysis, Chen Zhan is most adept at doing the opposite of what is expected. The more dangerous and impossible something is, the more he will force his way in, causing chaos and turning the world upside down.

The conclusion is: Danger level, five stars!
A title given to Chen Zhan: "Seven Killing Demon Star!"

After the Japanese police officer finished writing, he continued on the phone: "The Seven Killing Star is rampant, the Emperor is furious, and the three great masters have arrived in Tianjin and will soon depart for Fengtian."

The two were still speaking in Chinese on the phone.

The person writing beside him was writing in Japanese, but at that moment, a voice came from inside the phone booth.

"Three top masters? How skilled are they?"

The telephone room itself was on the second floor, which was quite secluded, because telephones were valuable items at that time. There were three people in the room: one to listen to the phone and two to write.

Suddenly, a standard Chinese voice rang out, which was truly chilling.

The man on the phone looked up and saw a tall, thin man with a smiling face—a classic handsome Eastern face.

He was holding a steel spear that was over ten feet long.
As if returning home, he asked softly, "Master, how masterful?"

There was also a photo of the visitor on the table, with the exact same appearance.

I didn't even have time to call out.

Pear blossoms sway their heads three times!
The spear tip swung left and right three times in quick succession, like "pear blossoms falling," the spear flashing fast and ruthless, only producing "thud, thud, thud~" sounds.

Three sounds like bones being shattered.

The three fell to the ground, and the phone was flicked off the ground by Chen Zhan with the tip of his gun.

The person on the other end of the phone realized something was wrong; the voice wasn't Japanese, and there was a few seconds of silence.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Why don't you speak?"

A hurried voice came from the other end, a mixture of Chinese and Japanese.

Chen Zhan picked up the phone. "It's nothing. They just said there were three experts. Who are they?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "Who are you?"

"Weren't you just talking about me? Don't you recognize me now?"

"You are the Seven Killings Demon Star!!!"

After that sentence, there was another long silence on the other end.

"You idiot! Don't be so arrogant, the three adults will deal with you soon!"

"when!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zhan took away the written analysis of him from the table.

At this moment, the guards inside the station were unaware that Chen Zhan had already entered.

Ye Ningzhen and Chen Zhan split up into two groups. Chen Zhan sneaked in from the second floor, while she suppressed the enemy with firepower from the front entrance.

Of course, we have to wait for Chen Zhan to make the first move!

The telephone room was so well soundproofed that even the guards at the door couldn't hear anything coming from inside.

Chen Zhan opened the door, and someone outside said, "Is the information about that devil ready? Send it to Lord Kenji immediately."

"Okay, it's ready. You can go now, and I'll take Kenji Kawashima down to see you later."

Chen Zhan's spear didn't even emerge from the doorway; his two iron arms were locked around the throats of the two men outside.

The two only let out hissing roars, which were barely audible.

"Crack!"

Two sounds of neck bones breaking.

Chen Zhan, dressed in a Japanese-style police uniform and carrying a large gun, walked out of the building; surprisingly, the hallway was empty. The security was tight.
That's normal, though. The police force only has a few dozen officers, and even including internal staff, guards, and patrolmen, there are only about a hundred. He killed more than twenty of them that morning.

Now, many more people have been sent out to search for and arrest them.

Empty inside.

Chen Zhan, wearing a hat and carrying a gun, encountered people as he went downstairs.

With a spear over ten feet long, it was impossible to hide, and since he wasn't bowing or covering his face, he was recognized at a glance.

"You...you are Chen Zhan!"

"How did you get in here?!"

Chen Zhan said nothing more, the gun pierced through, and the slaughter began.

The largest hall on the first floor of the garrison headquarters is an antique building that follows the ancient Chinese style. It is said that it used to belong to a wealthy family, but the Japanese massacred the entire family and occupied the land to turn it into a garrison headquarters.

This moment, however, became the perfect opportunity for Chen Zhan to unleash his spear skills, as the corridor was not a suitable space for him to wield the spear effectively.

Most of these Japanese police officers had little to no martial arts skills, though they were somewhat accurate with their guns. However, under Chen Zhan's Divine Intent Golden Core, they had nowhere to hide.

Anyone who pulls out a gun will be shot through the chest!
The spear, over ten feet long, combined with Chen Zhan's arms and footwork, covered an area of ​​several feet in radius.

"Oh!"

The three-inch-thick oak bolt snapped open with a crack! It also strung the two Japanese soldiers behind it, who were about to draw their guns and launch a sneak attack, into a string of candied hawthorns.

The spearhead was milled with three blood grooves, exuding a deathly aura under the light.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Even if Chen Zhan is very fast, it is impossible for him to cover dozens of people in an instant; someone will always have a chance to fire.

But the instant the shot was fired, Chen Zhan had already changed positions.

Then came even more rapid gunfire!
"Clap clap clap, clap clap clap~"

The speed at which she fired the gun must have been Ye Ningzhen's; Chen Zhan had never seen anyone fire a gun faster than her.

The bullet entered from the outside.

The storm enveloped the main hall of the police station, instantly overturning the shelters of many people who were hiding there.

Chen Zhan kept moving, "Bang!"

With the spears and clubs sweeping across, the kneecaps of the three Japanese soldiers who were first hit cracked, and their shinbones pierced out of their flesh, white and sharp.

Before the remaining five could even touch their guns, the spear shadow reversed its grip and pushed the mountain, striking them squarely in the chest!
The "plop" sound of ribs piercing lungs mingled with the "spitting blood" as five people fell to the ground, two of them not quite dead, twitching on the ground, their last strength still cursing him in Japanese.

"Inform them immediately, inform Lord Kawashima immediately."

The police station wasn't all incompetent; some officers were running and fighting, covering a middle-aged man as he went upstairs.

Chen Zhan gave Ye Ningzhen, who had just rushed in, a wink, signaling her not to fire and to let the middle-aged man go upstairs.

Ye Ningzhen switched guns, and the fire serpents slaughtered once more.

The two men cleared out the first floor in just a few minutes. There might be survivors, but they were all seriously injured and did not need to be finished off.

A single shot shattered an oil drum in the yard, sending it flying into the guardhouse.

With a sweep of the spear tip, sparks flew everywhere.

"boom!"

As the fire raged, Chen Zhan added fuel to the flames and swept several oil drums from the yard, causing them to fall into the fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three explosions.

The building started to shake.

On the second floor, the police chief, protected by three people, finally made a phone call.

Kenji Kawashima had just picked up the phone when a deafening bang pierced his eardrums.

It was the oil drum that exploded in the fire downstairs.

"Haga! Aya..."

"What happened!"

The police chief had barely said a few words when the fire had already spread.

The phone was disconnected.

The explosion severed the telephone line.

(End of this chapter)