Chapter 23: The Ring Assassination

Even though he had not found anything, Di Jiu was about to leave. Before he could, the main hall suddenly went dark.

“There’s a blackout!” someone shouted.

Everybody was puzzled. The Bi An Club was a top-notch club after all. A blackout should never have occurred there in the first place. Even if there was one though, the club should have been equipped with a backup power generator.

Some people had already turned on their phone flashlights, when a security guard from the club shouted from the door, “There is a technical problem with the club’s power source. Everyone please evacuate the club!”

Su You’s father looked awful. Even the guests believed that this was unbelievable, but nobody objected, as rumor had it that the club was very powerful. Nobody wanted to get into trouble with the authorities of the Bi An Club, unless it was absolutely necessary.

“I sincerely apologize for today, ladies and gentlemen…” Su Minyu couldn’t help but apologize to his guests.

Di Jiu, who was sure that this was no ordinary power cut, believed that there was something wrong. Someone had been watching him right before the power had been cut. He was positive that this incident had occurred because of him.

It seemed like Shi Jinshan had been right. The Rising River Building was just a facade for the Morgue Ring. What Di Jiu did not understand was how Bi Zhengsheng had found out that he had been the one to kill that guy.

Di Jiu bent down and untied the dagger tied around his thigh before placing it underneath his sleeve. Then, he stepped out of the club’s main entrance without saying goodbye to anybody.

As he had expected, the moment he stepped out of the club, he immediately sensed that he was being followed again.

It was obvious that the person spying on him had not wanted to make a move in the club. The blackout must have been a way to get him to leave, so that they could take action. Di Jiu calmed himself down. He did not know how competent Bi Zhengsheng was, but he was sure that, based on his current state, he was not ready to take the man down.

Di Jiu took the stairs all the way to the ground floor as a precaution and walked out of the Rising River Building, yet nobody made a move on him. However, the feeling that he was being stalked got stronger and stronger.

Di Jiu sped up his pace. About 10 minutes later, just as he walked into a slightly deserted alley, a black car rushed out of the back of the alley and blocked his way.

Four men got out of the car, working together closely as they pushed him into a corner.

“Did Bi Zhengsheng send you here?” Di Jiu looked at the four men in front of him as he spoke in a calm, collected tone.

The leader of the group was a man with wavy long hair, a distinct face shape and a murderous aura. When he heard Di Jiu’s words, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He eyed Di Jiu before he said, “No wonder you dared to kill He Shan. You seem kind of cool, so if you agree to come with us, maybe Master Sheng will let you live. If you don’t, you will go missing.”

The man with the wavy long hair did not believe that Di Jiu was capable of killing He Shan. Someone else had probably ordered him to bury the man.

“Heh heh! It would be suspicious if I disappeared right after I left the Bi An Club,” Di Jiu told them sarcastically.

“Who said that you would disappear today?” the man said dimly. “People will see you again tomorrow, maybe even for a few more days, before you leave Luo Jin with a very pretty girl. That’s right. You actually met that girl today…”

Di Jiu realized that these people were using the same old tricks. They definitely had a plan in mind. As he tried to guess how strong they were and decide if he could beat them in a fight or possibly run in another direction, he told them, “Answer a question for me and maybe I will leave with you.”

“He must have a death wish…” A sturdy man pulled out his machete and took a step forward, moving his weapon towards Di Jiu.

“Now is not the time to hurt him, Big Lu…” Before the man with the long wavy hair, who was obviously their leader, could finish his sentence, he saw Di Jiu spin his body and raise his leg.

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Di Jiu had dared to make a move on him! The man with the wavy hair, who no longer cared about showing mercy, took his own machete out and struck at Di Jiu.

Crack! Di Jiu broke the sturdy man’s kneecap and seized the opportunity to use the knife in his hand in a cutting motion while he was still in a spinning position.

An arrow of blood sprayed out as Di Jiu sliced the throats of the sturdy man and a skinny man standing in the corner, who had failed to react in time.

The skinny man held his throat as he gurgled. The other men looked on in shock.

Even they dared not kill people this easily. Whenever they captured someone, they would plan ahead and come up with many reasons for the person’s disappearance. However, the guy in front of them had killed someone without a second thought, which made him even worse than Master Sheng. Too bad that they did not have a choice any longer. They had no time to think about anything else.

“Let’s kill him! Together!” The man with the wavy hair struck the air with his machete as he let out a cry and rushed towards Di Jiu once again.

A wave of cold air struck him. Di Jiu felt his body become uncomfortable as he realized that this guy was much stronger than the two guys he had just killed. Di Jiu took a step forward and raised The Derelict.

The machete in the man’s hand made a clunking sound as it split into two.

The man with the wavy hair was stumped. His knife was made out of pure carbon steel. Although some parts might have been corroded, its sturdiness was still supreme.

However, Di Jiu’s knife had still managed to cut the machete. What did this mean? The moment he thought of this, the man sensed that he was in grave danger. He realized with a start that he was putting his life on the line by fighting with this guy. The man before him showed no mercy while killing, so he would obviously not spare his life either. He no longer cared that his machete was broken. He moved to the side fast and retreated as quickly as he could.

As another wave of deadly energy struck him, the man with the wavy hair heard a sound of indifference. His shoulders dropped before an arrow of blood shot out.

When the man could finally react, he thrust the machete in his hand at Di Jiu’s back.

Di Jiu heaved a sigh of relief. The man with the wavy hair was actually strong, but he had not expected that Di Jiu would be able to kill so easily, which had caused him to falter. In the end, the man only managed to wave the machete with minimal strength, which posed no threat to Di Jiu.

Di Jiu twisted his body again and kicked out with his left leg.

The man’s machete had been split in half. When Di Jiu trampled on his hand, the machete dropped onto the ground.

Di Jiu did not wait for the man to retreat. He stepped forward and waved his dagger again before stepping back. Another shot of blood sprayed out as the man fell to the ground with a thud.

The man with the wavy hair felt immense fear in his heart. He was sure that he would be left there to die. He started to regret not bringing a gun.

For a long time, there had been very few people who had been able to last more than three rounds of combat against him, so he had developed an overwhelming confidence as a result. It was this over-confidence that had led him to his current state. How could he have expected that Di Jiu would be so ruthless? He had not even blinked while he had killed his men. He now knew for sure that He Shan had not been killed by Fei Qi, but by the man in front of him. It was already too late, though.

When he saw the man with the wavy hair turn to flee, Di Jiu did not try to chase him. He just grabbed his dagger and flung it.

Crack! The dagger landed on the back of the man’s head. The man staggered for a couple of steps before he fell to the ground.

Di Jiu walked over to retrieve his dagger before he turned around to face the sturdy man. He was the only member of the group who was still alive, but Di Jiu had already smashed his kneecap.

The sturdy man looked at Di Jiu in fear as he grabbed his machete. He had seen group fights often and there had usually been blood, but hardly anyone had ever died. This was the first time he had met somebody who killed as easily as Di Jiu.

Di Jiu, who did not have any intention of being merciful, spun on his heel and kicked out with his left leg.

A cracking sound was heard as the sturdy man’s wrist was smashed by the kick. He did not even have the time to wield his machete before it was thrown aside. Di Jiu walked over and squeezed the man’s throat with a smile as he said, “Come on, tell me… How did Bi Zhengsheng find out that I killed that useless fool?”