356: Chapter 356 No Talk

Zhang Zhiyang sighed. "No room for negotiation?"

Han Jingyang said coldly, "No room for negotiation."

"But you're putting us in a very passive position, brother. If you keep doing this, we can't just sit idly by."

"Suit yourselves. Do whatever you want. If you've got the guts, come at me. Let's use our own methods to see who's better; no regrets even if it means death."

"Are you really not afraid?"

"Do you take me for a child? Do you think I didn't consider all this before making my decision? Zhang Zhiyang, I dared to do this, so I'm not afraid of you intervening. Instead, you should carefully consider whether you can withstand my counterattack. Zhang Zhiyang, I won't show any mercy. Before I wipe out Zhang Dahai's entire family, anyone who stands in my way is my enemy, even if it's a three-year-old child. Understand?"

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Then he nodded towards Shi Xiaoya. "Next."

The bar street had already been cleared out; customers and most of the staff had long since fled.

Only a small group of people remained, holding their ground.

And their combat power was clearly stronger than that of ordinary people.

However, in front of Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing, who were fighting at full capacity, they were nothing but window dressing and posed no threat whatsoever.

Two so-called experts in metaphysics tried to launch a sneak attack, but their attacks couldn't even break through the trio's defenses.

The gap in raw power was too obvious.

Meanwhile, far too many people were watching Han Jingyang and his group of four.

Shen Yuhai and his colleagues stared at the big screen in the office. No one spoke, and they didn't know what to say, because no one had ever seen such a scene—it was bloodier than a real battlefield. Moreover, there was very little they could do; aside from cleaning up the aftermath and controlling the situation, all they could do was... report it up the chain of command.

Bureau of Religious Affairs logistics base.

Zhang Zhiyang and his colleagues were also watching Han Jingyang's every move.

However, the atmosphere here was not as quiet. Almost everyone was expressing their own opinions, saying all sorts of things, but only Zhang Zhiyang remained silent.

Until someone questioned him: "Section Chief Zhang, I heard you have a good relationship with Han Jingyang. Say something, what's the meaning of staying silent?"

Zhang Zhiyang swept his calm gaze across everyone's faces. "I'll say three things."

"First, Han Jingyang is not an ordinary person, and this is not an ordinary matter. People above are watching. How we proceed is not up to us to interject; we just need to watch quietly and wait for the next order."

"Second, this is a vendetta in the underworld. According to the rules, we shouldn't interfere too deeply. As long as Han Jingyang doesn't harm too many innocent people, it's not convenient for us to intervene. If we really have to intervene, we must control both Han Jingyang and Zhang Dahai at the same time, otherwise, there would be suspicion of favoring one side."

"Third, Han Jingyang's strength is unfathomable. Up to now, we haven't figured out where his limits are. Even if all of us went up there, it would just be feeding him meat. We might even be wiped out. If that really happens, who would take responsibility for the consequences and losses?"

Once Zhang Zhiyang's words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

If the weight of the first two points wasn't enough, the third one was fatal.

Everyone knew that Han Jingyang's strength was unfathomable, especially these professionals who had been paying attention to Han Jingyang from the very beginning. Their investigation into Han Jingyang was detailed and thorough enough, and they were the ones who understood Han Jingyang's terror the best. So far, many experts had fallen into Han Jingyang's hands, including top-tier experts like Tian Chunming and eerie existences like Lyu Zhiqiang.

No matter who they were, as long as they opposed Han Jingyang, they wouldn't end well.

Before, when they saw Han Jingyang and Zhang Dahai clash, they thought Han Jingyang was finally going to suffer a setback, and they were even worried that Han Jingyang would be easily handled by Zhang Dahai.

But the situation changed drastically. Han Jingyang suddenly struck with lethal intent, launching a counterattack against Zhang Dahai with extremely brutal methods, showing no regard for Zhang Dahai at all. Moreover, throughout the entire process, Han Jingyang himself never acted; the ones doing the fighting were always the three women.

And these three women were just ordinary people a few months ago. But now? Yang Jinyuan, who had received the longest professional training, had become the weakest of the three, while Liu Jing, who had never received any professional training, had become the most formidable of the three.

Han Jingyang's women were already this powerful.

What about Han Jingyang himself?

This was the most terrifying part. So far, no one had been able to figure out Han Jingyang's true background, and they hadn't even really seen Han Jingyang take action.

But no one doubted Han Jingyang's combat power.

Furthermore, no one dared to treat Han Jingyang as a weakling who only knew how to use dharma instruments.

Therefore, everyone fell silent.

There really was no good way to deal with this; in such a situation, continuing to clamor would just look like the impotent rage of the incompetent.

Likewise.

Zhang Dahai was also watching Han Jingyang.

But Zhang Dahai's mood was far worse. Everything in the room that could be smashed had already been smashed to pieces by Zhang Dahai, and he had even personally beaten several maids to death.

Staring at Han Jingyang on the surveillance monitor, Zhang Dahai was so angry that the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He cursed, "That beast! How dare he? Ah, how could he bring himself to do it? Over three hundred people at Wulianghai, and he didn't leave a single one. Who gave him the guts? Ah? Who?"

"Those people at Wulianghai are also a bunch of trash, trash! They couldn't even handle two women. Why do I spend so much money raising them every year? Trash!"

"They're all a bunch of f*cking trash!"

"They can't even guard a bar. All those bouncers are just for show? They only know how to f*cking play with women! Damn it!"

"Old Liu, I want to kill Han Jingyang. I want to stuff Han Jingyang's entire family into a mixer and pour them into the foundation piles!"

"Issue an order to everyone. Half an hour. Half an hour from now, I want them all to appear at the bar street. Today, either they kill Han Jingyang at the bar street, or they all die at the bar street. Every year I give them so much money, so many women, so many treasures; it's time for them to show some real skills!"

"Tally up how many people there are in total. Tell them that as long as they kill Han Jingyang, everyone who participates will get at least 10 million in cash as a bonus. Any spoils of war they seize will belong to them personally. After the Fuxi Project succeeds, I will distribute 30% of the profits to everyone who participated!"

"Also, pass an order to Bai Yuming to continue leading people to capture Han Jingyang's parents, grandparents, and sister. Kill anyone who stands in the way. You can use all the equipment and power we possess!"

"Fighting against me, Zhang Dahai! Hmph! That beast surnamed Han still has a long way to go!"

"Hurry up!"

Liu Quansheng nodded hurriedly. "Boss, I'll arrange it immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dahai's phone rang.

Zhang Dahai glanced at it; it was Huo Ziqiang.

Seeing this name, Zhang Dahai frowned. He thought for a moment and waited for more than ten seconds before answering. "Mr. Huo, is something the matter?"

"Boss Zhang, are you going to use all your strength to fight Han Jingyang to the death?"

"That has nothing to do with you, right?"

"It does. It has a lot to do with me," Huo Ziqiang said calmly over the phone. "You are one of the partners we have chosen, and I don't want you to die before the cooperation has even begun."

"What do you mean?"

"It means one thing: you are no match for Han Jingyang."

Zhang Dahai's anger subsided. "I'm no match for Han Jingyang? Do you know how many experts I can mobilize within half an hour? Nearly a hundred first-class experts, plus a dozen top-tier metaphysics experts, plus countless ordinary experts. A force like this can't wipe out a mere Han Jingyang?"

Huo Ziqiang sighed softly. "This force is indeed very powerful, but Han Jingyang cannot be judged by conventional logic. If he dares to challenge you, he must have a trump card. I'm worried that all your people will be wiped out."

"How is that possible?"

"Theoretically, it's indeed impossible, but in reality... I'm very worried. Moreover, someone by my side has cast a divination for you. Do you want to know the result?"