Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 365 A Devastating Melee

As soon as Zhuang Yifan came out of Tian Shou Gambling House, he spotted the place that had attacked.

At the entrance of the gambling den alley, more than thirty men dressed in short black outfits were striding toward them, led by a young man with a pointed face and monkey-like features.

Upon seeing the figure emerging from the gambling den, the young man with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face immediately revealed a ferocious smile.

He led his men out in a few steps and arrived in front of Zhuang Yifan.

He raised the watermelon knife in his hand and pointed it at a point no more than thirty or forty miles away from Zhuang Yifan's nose.

Arrogant words followed.

"You little bastard, who are you?" "If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now. This territory belongs to Xu Laosi."

This is no longer a provocation.

From the moment he pointed the knife directly at Zhuang Yifan, the enmity between the two sides was forged.

There is only one outcome today: it's either you die or I live.

Zhuang Yifan grinned, showing no intention of responding to the other person's words. He raised his leg and kicked the other person hard in the chest.

"So much nonsense."

"Kill me!"

As soon as Zhuang Yifan's roar rang out, the dozen or so new recruits who had just joined his ranks the previous night simultaneously brandished the steel knives they held and charged into the enemy's ranks without uttering a word.

With a flash of blades, blood fell. In just a brief moment of contact, these thugs who had come with Xu Si paid an extremely heavy price.

That's right.

These people are all thugs who spend their lives on the streets, making a living by extortion and blackmail.

They also have extensive experience in street brawls.

But no matter how strong they are, can they be stronger than the field agents that Xu Baichuan and Zheng Yaoxian specially selected to support Ye Shaohong's operations?

The current intelligence service may lack professional agents, but its operational capabilities are not lacking.

All the field agents were handpicked from various local military units, all of whom were desperate men who had faced life and death on the battlefield.

In terms of sheer ferocity, four or five ordinary thugs couldn't possibly defeat a seasoned warrior.

Moreover, Zhuang Yifan has a considerable number of subordinates. There's also Zhuang Yifan himself, a humanoid monster.

Using them as the spearhead, even with a flock of lambs, they can achieve the effect of a wolf pack.

The contact between the two sides lasted only a brief moment, and more than a dozen of the thirty or forty thugs that Xu Si brought immediately fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, Xu Si was completely dumbfounded.

He was a little confused.

Chen Hui is already dead, isn't he?

His men should be leaderless right now, so how come they're still so good at fighting?

But none of that matters now.

With seventy or eighty people locked in a chaotic battle, he no longer had time to consider many issues. Seeing that his side was no match for the enemy, Xu Si immediately had the idea of ​​fleeing.

But he couldn't escape. Firstly, there were too many people fighting around him, with knives, spears, and clubs waving. No one could guarantee that there wouldn't be any weapons or people blocking his path next.

Furthermore, Zhuang Yifan will not let him off the hook either.

"Misunderstanding."

"Brother, let me explain, this is all a misunderstanding. Let us go, and I'll throw you a banquet to atone for our sins."

Xu Si was as arrogant as he was a moment ago, and now he was filled with regret. Facing Zhuang Yifan, who was walking towards him with a sneer, Xu Si trembled with fear.

He was afraid.

He was about to beg for mercy.

However, his fear and pleas for mercy had no effect on Zhuang Yifan.

"Now you know you regret it?"

"Too late!" A cold, muffled groan rang out, and Zhuang Yifan brought down the watermelon knife in his hand, slashing directly at Xu Si's head.

Before Xu Si could even scream, his eyes immediately went blank and frozen.

Crimson blood began to trickle down the gap in the cut on Xu Si's forehead.

Red, white, and other filthy things dripped onto the ground.

With a single slash, Zhuang Yifan ended Xu Si's life.

After killing Xu Si, Zhuang Yifan showed no signs of stopping. He kicked Xu Si in the chest and pulled the watermelon knife from Xu Si's head.

Then, with a backhand slash, he struck another thug beside him.

The carnage began to unfold in a frenzy.

The battle between the two sides lasted only four or five minutes from initial contact to the start of combat, and the outcome was already decided. Xu Si was dead.

Without their leader, the local thugs were terrified.

They began to beg for mercy and started to flee.

When the two groups separated, there were already more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground outside the Tian Shou Gambling House.

There were also a dozen or so severely injured figures lying on the ground, wailing pitifully.

Zhuang Yifan stood in the blood and gore of the corpse, smacked his lips, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pooh."

"They're so weak. I hadn't even warmed up my muscles before they ran away."

"Damn, that's not enough."

Upon hearing his voice, a special operations field agent who had just been transferred from Jinling to join Zhuang Yifan's command immediately approached.

"Big brother, if that's not enough, just go and kill them!"

"Anyway, they started it today."

"No matter how things turn out, we are in the right. Now their leader is dead, and their territory..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Zhuang Yifan raised his hand and slapped him hard on the shoulder.

"Hey."

"That's right. Since we haven't had enough, let's go over and have another fight."

"You're the smartest kid."

"I think you're quite good, with a bright future. Then hurry up and lead the way."

After this brief brawl, Zhuang Yifan had won over the hearts of Chen Hui's former subordinates with his bravery. Upon hearing his order, people familiar with the surroundings immediately stepped forward.

"Brother, I know where their territory is. I'll take you there."

"Then... let's go."

Zhuang Yifan tightened his grip on the watermelon knife, glanced back at Tian Shou Gambling House, waved his hand, and led his men toward the street corner.

As for those who died or were seriously injured on the ground?

What a joke.

Someone will naturally come to defend it.

Although the police station in the French Concession wasn't as corrupt as depicted in TV dramas, they didn't interfere with the turf wars and brawls among local thugs.

A few ordinary employees still remain at Tian Shou Casino.

They might not dare to participate in gang fights, but they're capable of cleaning up the mess.

And just like that, the battlefield, which had been filled with bloodshed, fell silent instantly.

Watching Zhuang Yifan lead his men away quickly, Ye Shaohong, who had been observing everything from the teahouse next door, also revealed a smile on his face.

"ended."

"From this moment on, I can say that I have put down roots and established myself in Shanghai."

"Next up is the underground smuggling business."