Chapter 1310 - 635:

"You..."

Humiliation and anger made Wang Li tremble all over, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at the rogue in front of him.

Yet apprehensive of the other’s ferocity, he was frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.

Sang Gou saw him speechless, gave a smug snort.

His gaze quickly shifted and fixed on the blue canvas bag on Fang Cheng’s shoulder.

"The money’s in here, right? Let me see if it’s enough."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the strap of the canvas bag, yanking it forcefully towards himself.

The first pull didn’t move it.

The young man just stood there, his feet as if rooted, the canvas bag still clamped under his arm, his whole body unmoved.

Sang Gou was momentarily taken aback, then his face darkened, gripping the strap with both hands, and exerted a fierce tug backward.

Just then, a strong, slender hand suddenly raised and clasped Sang Gou’s wrist.

"Don’t use too much force."

Fang Cheng looked at him, his tone still calm: "If you tear it, you can’t afford to pay."

Sang Gou was furious and laughed, swore sharply:

"Fuck your mother, you dare interfere with me..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Fang Cheng’s fingers tightened around the opponent’s wrist, suddenly clasping with force.

"Crack!"

The crisp, chilling sound of bones fracturing instantly overwhelmed the bar’s bass speakers.

Sang Gou’s right wrist bones, in Fang Cheng’s palm, shattered and deformed like a fragile walnut caught in a hydraulic clamp.

Bone shards pierced through the flesh, exposed to the air mixed with fresh blood.

"Ah—"

A heart-wrenching scream burst out.

Sang Gou’s knees buckled, directly collapsing to the ground, clutching the wrist twisted like a rag as he rolled around in agony.

His face flushed red, facial features contorted severely from intense pain.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng then raised his right foot, directly stepping on Sang Gou’s other hand.

Accompanied by the muffled sound of bones cracking, he coldly uttered two words:

"Too noisy."

The excruciating pain pierced through the nervous system, Sang Gou’s eyes flipped, and his scream abruptly halted.

His whole body sagged to the ground like a pile of mud, thoroughly fainted from the pain.

The hall instantly fell into dead silence.

In the gangsters’ terrified looks as if they’d seen a ghost, Fang Cheng turned and walked toward the door, closing the bar’s glass entrance without hurry.

Then he pulled out a U-lock from the door frame, pushed on the clasp.

With the "clunk" sound of the lock cylinder engaging, Fang Cheng turned around again, staring coldly at these street scumbags ahead.

At this moment, his whole temperament radically changed, as if he had completely torn apart his harmless facade.

"Kill him!"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, the first to react, grabbed an empty beer bottle on the table, and charged over with a roar.

The remaining four gangsters, seeing this, also picked up folding chairs and various weapons, rushing up together.

Fang Cheng stood his ground, faced with Huang Mao’s bottle aiming for his face, not dodging.

Just his right hand shot out, swiftly, grabbing Huang Mao’s neck.

In Huang Mao’s terrified eyes, Fang Cheng swung his arm, flinging him like a battered bag against the adjacent marble table.

"Bang!"

The marble table cracked, Huang Mao’s nasal bone and several front teeth instantly shattered.

Not even letting out a groan, blood splattered all over the place, fainted dead away on the spot.

Beside him, a bald brawny man saw this, raised a baseball bat sweeping horizontally at Fang Cheng’s head.

Fang Cheng casually reached out with his left hand, seizing the charging stick with one hand.

The bald man pulled twice fiercely, the baseball bat remained motionless.

Fang Cheng, however, took advantage and kicked the bald man’s knee side.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the bald man’s calf bizarrely folded outward, screamed as he collapsed to the ground.

Immediately following, the third gangster raised a solid wood folding chair from the side and smashed down.

Fang Cheng didn’t even glance, a straight punch shot out.

The fist, with terrifying momentum, directly pierced through the hefty wooden chair back.

Amid flying wood chips, unabatedly smashed into the opponent’s chest.

Accompanied by the muffled thud of chest bones caving in, that gangster flew back four or five meters like being hit by a truck, crashed against a load-bearing column, vomited mouthfuls of blood, completely silent.

The last long-haired gangster choked halfway, terrified, the blade in his hand frozen in mid-air.

"You... don’t come over here!"

Looking at this terrifying monster seemingly dressed in human skin, his legs went weak, even the hand holding the knife trembled violently, instinctively retreating.

Fang Cheng’s figure flashed, instantly closed in, grabbing his collar single-handedly, lifting him off the ground, then slammed him heavily against the nearby concrete pillar.

The long-haired gangster’s back of the head hit with a dull thud, slid limply down the pillar, leaving a bloodstained trail that was shocking to see.

The commotion from the fight in the front hall soon alerted the bar’s internal staff.

Accompanied by messy footsteps, more than a dozen bouncers holding mountain knives and steel pipes rushed out from the back passage, cursing:

"Who the hell dares stir up trouble at Blue Ice!"

They charged into the hall aggressively, seeing companions wailing all over the ground, smashed to smithereens furniture, their expressions changed drastically.

Fang Cheng’s gaze swept across the crowd coldly.

According to what Wang Li previously said, this was the Poison Snake Gang’s main hall, usually packed with personnel.

Seems as the accountant, his mind was indeed meticulous and didn’t see wrong.

"Damn, kill him!"

A brawny man, seemingly the leader, shouted fiercely, brandishing the mountain knife, swinging down at Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng didn’t back off, instead surged forward towards the blade.

In Wang Li and the surrounding people’s terrified eyes, he unexpectedly, with bare hands, clutched the broad blade.