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Chapter 1616 - 1918: Clash of Experts (1)
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Chapter 1616: Chapter 1918: Clash of Experts (1)

As time ticked by, it was ten minutes to midnight. Ling Chen pulled up a chair and sat in the center of the Dragon Tiger Hall, the Wave-cutting Sword resting on his legs, his eyes slightly closed.

Ten more minutes, the Netherworld Snake’s people should be arriving soon. Ling Chen thought to himself, listening carefully to the outside noise. However, at that moment, a sudden burst of phone ringing broke the silence. Ling Chen took out his phone, expecting it to be Hu Fei, but realized it was an unfamiliar number. Could it be someone from the Netherworld Snake? With that thought, Ling Chen answered the call directly.

"Hello! Is this Ling Chen?"

Hearing the voice on the other end, Ling Chen couldn’t help but be surprised. Wasn’t this Jiang Yue’e’s voice?

"Mrs. Jiang, it’s me. Is there something urgent so late?" Ling Chen asked, feeling a bit puzzled. What was Jiang Yue’e contacting him for at this hour? Could it be about Nanrong Wanqing again?

While pondering, Jiang Yue’e spoke anxiously: "Ling Chen, where are you? Can you come over? Something happened here, Wanqing and the others might be in danger."

Danger? Ling Chen’s heart sank, he hurriedly asked: "Mrs. Jiang, don’t worry, tell me exactly what’s happening."

"It seems like they’ve come."

Although Jiang Yue’e didn’t specify who, Ling Chen knew whom ’they’ referred to. Netherworld Snake! These guys had found Jiang Yue’e again. Probably because he hadn’t fulfilled his promise, the Netherworld Snake’s people wanted to capture Jiang Yue’e and Qiang. With that thought, Ling Chen responded: "Mrs. Jiang, don’t worry, I’ll be there immediately."

After hanging up, Ling Chen didn’t think twice and got up to leave. In no time, Golden Dragon and Wang Teng appeared at the entrance of the Dragon Tiger Hall. Ling Chen drove, picked up the two elders, and headed straight for the Nanrong Family’s home.

He had already informed the elders beforehand. To ensure tonight’s safety, it was safer to bring them along. Although he had encountered the Netherworld Snake’s people before, he hadn’t truly gauged their strength. However, since they could nurture an Earthly List expert like Qiang and attract Ling Gengqiu’s attention, it meant the Netherworld Snake’s strength wasn’t weak.

Leaving the Dragon Tiger Hall, Ling Chen maintained a speed of about a hundred kilometers per hour. It was close to midnight, and the roads were desolate, only a few taxis were still picking up passengers. Halfway through, Ling Chen glanced at the car’s LCD screen, where the time displayed exactly midnight.

The time has come!

Ling Chen checked the side and rearview mirrors but didn’t notice any suspicious characters. However, he remained vigilant. Since the Netherworld Snake had issued a death notice, they certainly wouldn’t give up easily. While pondering, Ling Chen suddenly saw a garbage truck pull across the road ahead, blocking the intersection. Seeing this, Ling Chen didn’t hesitate, swiftly braking and turning, ready to head back the way he came. Besides this road, there were alternative routes to the Nanrong Family.

However, as the car turned around, several taxis came rushing from behind, lining up together to form a barricade, trapping their vehicle in the middle.

Seeing more than a dozen men in black getting out of the cars, Wang Teng opened the car door and calmly said: "Leave this to me."

"Senior Wang, be careful."

Wang Teng smiled and said: "Don’t worry, these people don’t concern me."

Ling Chen acknowledged, pressed the accelerator hard, and charged straight toward the taxis. The assassins from the Netherworld Snake saw the sedan heading their way and dodged to both sides, without attempting to stop it. With a ’bang,’ the sedan’s front fiercely crashed between two taxis, effortlessly creating an opening.

"Kill!" A Netherworld Snake assassin coldly spat out a word. Immediately, over a dozen assassins rushed toward Wang Teng, instantly surrounding him. Facing the onslaught of numerous assassins, Wang Teng’s expression remained composed, not taking the enemies before him seriously at all.

As the group of assassins neared Wang Teng, the latter suddenly spread his arms, drawing a massive circle in the air. Vaguely, a Qi Force seemed to dance in the air along with his hands. Suddenly, the Qi Force rapidly gathered and then burst out fiercely, like a bomb, the airwave surging, instantly knocking the surrounding ten-plus Netherworld Snake assassins into the air.

In a moment, those Netherworld Snake assassins flew backward like kites with broken strings, landing heavily on the ground.

Witnessing Wang Teng’s formidable strength, the assassins from the Netherworld Snake were immediately filled with dread. This was no ordinary Heavenly List expert.

"Retreat!" The leading Netherworld Snake assassin quickly decided, avoiding unnecessary sacrifice and swiftly withdrew with his men from the scene.

Watching the Netherworld Snake assassins retreat one after another, Wang Teng had no intention of pursuing.

At this time, Ling Chen was already driving another route to the Nanrong Family. During this time, he called both Jiang Yue’e and Nanrong Wanqing, intending to ask about their situation. However, neither of their phones could be reached, which worried Ling Chen immensely. Could something have happened to them? With that thought, Ling Chen drove at high speed through the city, the speed already reaching over a hundred and fifty kilometers per hour.

Just then, Ling Chen seemed to see something ahead, his expression changed abruptly, and he hurriedly stepped on the brake. However, the sedan, traveling at high speed, couldn’t stop immediately due to inertia, even with the brakes applied.

Suddenly, a series of ’bang bang’ sounds echoed, as all four tires of the sedan burst. For a moment, the sedan lost control, crazily rolling over on flat ground. Once the car stopped, Ling Chen kicked open the door and asked, "Elder Huang, are you alright?"

"I’m fine."

The two climbed out of the car, only to see a spiked roadblock positioned in the middle of the road. Because the sedan drove over it earlier, all four tires had burst. Not only that, numerous men in black were slowly closing in from all sides. Golden Dragon glanced around and said: "You go ahead, I’ll handle this."

Ling Chen hesitated slightly, then nodded. From here to the Nanrong Family was just under two hundred meters, and without a vehicle, he could only proceed on foot. With that, Ling Chen quickened his pace, swiftly circumventing the group of men in black, heading toward the Nanrong Family.

In no time, Ling Chen reached the Nanrong Family’s neighborhood. Entering through the community gate, Ling Chen’s steps quickened, worried that, with Jiang Yue’e and the others not contacting him by now, disaster might have struck.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sound of something slicing through the air came over. Ling Chen quickly reacted, tilting his body slightly; with a crisp ’clang,’ a flying knife landed beside him.

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