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Feng Yuxiu excitedly pounded his chest: "No problem! Anyone who dares to touch the three of us, I'll make them pay!"

Yu Huatian nodded calmly: "I will do my best to maintain the headquarters' defenses."

Su Zhe nodded in satisfaction, his gaze fixed firmly on the window: "Alright, it's settled then. I'll show Chicken and the Triads what it means to overestimate oneself!"

Su Zhe quickly replied to Shanji, agreeing to a one-on-one duel at Feie Mountain three days later.

Upon receiving the reply, Shanji burst into laughter: "Su Zhe has indeed taken the bait! He's so reckless; when Brother Taiyi makes his move, he'll surely be dead!"

The moment of life or death is approaching.

Both sides are poised and ready, waiting for dusk to fall tomorrow before this thrilling final battle is about to begin.

As soon as the meeting ended, Jiang Tiansheng hurriedly summoned his men and went ahead to Feie Mountain to set up an ambush.

Taiyi, on the other hand, seemed uninterested and dismissive of the operation, going straight back to his room to catch up on sleep.

Shanji was unusually excited and grabbed Ding Yao, saying, "Sister Yao, this day has finally come! Tomorrow night, Su Zhe will die in our hands, and then our business can get back on track!"

Ding Yao frowned, her face was grim, and she remained silent.

Completely oblivious to Ding Yao's strange behavior, Shanji continued talking to himself, "That bastard Su Zhe is definitely going to die tomorrow! I can't wait to see him get slaughtered by the Taiyi assassins! Sister Yao, don't you think we should find the best spot tomorrow night to enjoy Su Zhe's gruesome death up close?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Yao frowned even more deeply, and her expression became even more unpleasant.

She said coldly, "I'm a little tired, I'm going back to my room to rest."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking back, leaving the pheasant standing there awkwardly.

Ding Yao returned to her room alone, and immediately felt restless, unable to sit or stand still, pacing back and forth in agitation.

Her brows were deeply furrowed, and her expression was very conflicted.

After a while, she finally sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up her phone from the bedside table.

She stared at her phone absentmindedly for a few seconds, then put it down again, as if arguing with herself about something.

Suddenly, she slapped her thigh, as if she had made up her mind.

She picked up her phone again and dialed a number.

However, before the other party could answer, she abruptly hung up the phone, her face flushed with anger.

"Forget it, let him die!"

Ding Yao angrily threw her phone on the bed and punched the wall to vent her emotions.

She slammed her hand heavily on the pillow and said bitterly, "Hmph! Why should I care about him? Let him just die!"

After Ding Yao finished speaking, she buried her head in the pillow again, unable to vent her feelings of self-blame and inner turmoil.

Meanwhile, Su Zhe was having a late-night snack with Jimmy and others when his phone suddenly rang.

Su Zhe glanced at the caller ID, paused for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He thought to himself, whose phone number could it be if not Ding Yao's?

She's calling at this time, probably to warn me that tomorrow's one-on-one match is a trap, right?

However, Su Zhe was having dinner with a group of his underlings and it wasn't convenient for him to answer Ding Yao's call.

Besides, he also wanted to test just how nervous this woman was about him.

So he pretended not to see the call and just let it ring indefinitely.

Chapter 141 The Final Battle! Horses Drying in the Sun at Feie Mountain!

"Hey bro, your phone's ringing," Jimmy reminded him.

"Oh, really? They're probably just spam calls; I can't be bothered to answer them," Su Zhe said casually.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Ding Yao had probably mustered up the courage to call this time.

She must be extremely worried right now, wondering why she isn't answering the phone.

Thinking of Ding Yao's anxious little face, Su Zhe's smile deepened.

At this point, the phone finally stopped ringing, indicating that the other party had hung up.

Su Zhe leisurely sipped his tea, thinking to himself, "Miss Ding, you care so much about me, it's time to show your sincerity. Let me see just how far you're willing to go for me!"

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Su Zhe led Feng Yuxiu and a dozen or so underlings to the designated Feie Mountain, where they could see from afar that the pheasant had been waiting on the mountainside for a long time.

When Shanji saw Feng Yuxiu behind Su Zhe, a hint of fear appeared on his face.

He shouted, "Su Zhe, didn't we agree on a one-on-one fight? Why did you bring people with you?!"

Su Zhe sneered, "My men won't lift a finger. They're just here to witness you being beaten down in three moves. But then again, with your mediocre skills, you're lucky you survived even one of my moves."

Shanji blushed deeply at Su Zhe's words, but he still managed to hold back his rebuttal.

He pointed to the pavilion ahead and said, "Let's have our contest there and see who's the real master!" Then he strode forward.

But after taking a few steps, Shanji looked back and found that Su Zhe and Feng Yuxiu were still standing in the same place and had not followed.

"Hey! You guys don't dare come up?" the pheasant said provocatively.

Su Zhe merely sneered: "Chicken, do you think I'm as stupid as you? There are clearly men lying in ambush on the hilltop, just waiting for me to go up and die."

Shanji was taken aback by Su Zhe's easy discovery of his scheme. His expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "What ambush nonsense! Come on up and fight me one-on-one!"

"Tch, trying to fool me? Playing dumb won't work!"

Su Zhe snorted and waved his hand. A dozen of his underlings immediately drew their swords and looked around warily.

Seeing that his plot had been exposed, Shanji stopped pretending and shouted angrily, "Damn it! What the hell? Forget it, all of you come out and get him! Chop Su Zhe into pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred men wielding knives and clubs suddenly emerged from all around and surrounded Su Zhe and his group.

"Brothers, get ready!"

Su Zhe and Feng Yuxiu stood back to back, their eyes gleaming, fully alert.

"Haha, Su Zhe, you must die today! Don't blame us for showing no mercy!" the pheasant said with a savage grin.

"Hmph, what a joke it is that a clown dares to shout at me!" Su Zhe said coldly.

"Tch, I outnumber you tenfold, what's the point of talking about individual skills? Get at me, all of you!"

At the pheasant's command, hundreds of thugs surged forward like mad dogs.

Faced with enemies surging in from all directions, the two were in a very unfavorable situation.

Feng Yuxiu stared intently at the surrounding movements.

A dozen burly men, wielding knives and clubs, charged straight at them, roaring.

"Big brother, watch out!"

Feng Yuxiu reacted quickly, shouting a warning to Su Zhe.

He gathered his strength in both fists and then swung them out with a whooshing sound, sending several thugs flying far away.

At the same time, Su Zhe launched a counterattack on the other side.

He unleashed a flurry of punches with both hands, the force of which was so powerful that it was difficult to parry.

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Several attacking enemies were outmatched and were repeatedly punched until their noses bled profusely and their faces were unrecognizable.

"All of you, get him! Beat him up!"

The pheasant urged loudly from the side.

Then, more than twenty people wielding knives, guns, and clubs surrounded them and attacked them fiercely.

Seeing the fierce man leading the charge raise his knife to strike, Feng Yuxiu suddenly stretched out both hands, blocked the blow, and seized the knife from the man's hand.

Holding the long sword, he roared and with a flash of the blade, he slashed and stabbed three enemies, their blood splattering as they screamed in agony.

At the same time, Su Zhe also used his sharp fist and foot techniques to knock several enemies to the ground on the other side.

The two joined forces and fought back fiercely, finally managing to withstand this frenzied attack.

"Brothers, charge! Knock them down!" Chicken shouted.

Su Zhe and Feng Yuxiu stood back to back on the hilltop, surrounded by a large number of thugs from the Sanlian Gang. The narrow mountain path prevented Su Zhe and his companion from maneuvering effectively.

"Brother Su, what should we do?" Feng Yuxiu asked in a low voice.

"We have no choice but to fight!"

Su Zhe's eyes blazed with fury: "This meager force can't possibly stump the two of us, can it?"

"That is!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuxiu grinned maliciously, let out a loud shout, and charged straight at the murderous enemy with both fists like thunder.

With two loud bangs, Feng Yuxiu sent two people flying with a straight punch, followed by a spinning back kick that sent the other three off the cliff.

"Hurry up! Keep going, you bastards!"

The pheasant gave the order, and a dozen men picked up their knives and began to slash.

Feng Yuxiu dodged to the side, seized one man's wrist, snatched his knife, and stabbed another enemy with a backhand thrust, the blade piercing his shoulder.