Upon hearing the noise outside the door, everyone with Qin Tian turned their heads, only to see the door opened and Wang Yan walked in.
When they saw Wang Yan, Qin Tian and the others quickly gathered around and shouted, "Boss, did you hear everything?"
Wang Yan's face was extremely gloomy, and he was carrying an unconscious old man under his arm.
Mountain Cannon quickly took the old man over and laid him on the bed nearby.
Wang Yan said, "Don't move him; have someone give him one Strengthening Pill every day. He'll wake up in a few days."
Qin Tian and the others nodded, but seeing Wang Yan's displeased face, no one dared to speak more. Qin Tian cautiously asked, "Boss, what about this old man? Why are you upset?"
Wang Yan said, "This is Tang Jingyi's father, it's the work of people from Heaven and Earth, and they've taken Tang Jingyi too."
Upon hearing this, Qin Tian and the others were immediately furious.
"Bastards, it seems Heaven and Earth is specifically targeting me. Fat Pig Da has to die."
"Don't let us catch Fat Pig Da. Watch how I deal with him."
Qin Tian waved to everyone and said, "Stop shouting." Then he looked at Wang Yan and asked, "Boss, what should we do?"
Wang Yan sneered and said, "Take me to Heaven and Earth."
Hearing this, Qin Tian was startled and quickly said, "Boss, don't be rash. We're not the Eight Great Gangs we once were. Now we focus on running the Peak Group. Although we're wealthy, we can't compare in strength to a gang like Heaven and Earth."
Wang Yan's eyes widened, revealing a hint of coldness: "What's up with this Heaven and Earth?"
Qin Tian said, "Originally, Heaven and Earth was just a small entertainment club on Eight Great Street, and its boss was Fat Pig Da. Initially, he was a nobody. Later, after the Eight Great Gangs disbanded, Eight Great Street became a vacuum. Fat Pig Da took advantage of the situation and seized most of Eight Great Street's territory. Now he has several hundred men under him, and we only have eight people."
At this point, Qin Tian turned to look at Mountain Cannon and the others, a helpless expression on his face. And Mountain Cannon and the rest, recalling the humiliation they'd experienced from Heaven and Earth earlier, all lowered their heads.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan sneered and said, "Even if they have several hundred men, they're just a few hundred dogs. Even if we only have eight people, that's eight wolves. Do wolves need permission from the meat to eat it?"
Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, the once-sullen faces of Qin Tian and the others slowly lifted, a faint light emerging in their eyes.
Wang Yan raised his head and said indifferently, "If you want to be dogs, stay here. If you want to be wolves, come with me."
With that, Wang Yan turned and walked towards the door.
Qin Tian swallowed, glanced at his subordinates, and saw a look of eagerness in everyone's eyes.
Still, the thought of the eight of them charging into the enemy stronghold to battle hundreds seemed a bit too crazy.
With a hint of hesitation, Qin Tian asked again, "Boss, are you really going?"
Outside came Wang Yan's loud laughter: "To where I go, who dares to stop me! If humans block my way, I kill humans; if Buddha blocks my way, I kill Buddha."
As these words echoed into the room, the hearts of Qin Tian and the others began to boil, and everyone silently repeated the words they just heard.
"To where I go, who dares to stop me! If humans block my way, I kill humans; if Buddha blocks my way, I kill Buddha."
"To where I go, who dares to stop me!"
"To where I go, who dares to stop me!"
The faces of Qin Tian and the other eight immediately showed determination as they shouted, "Boss, we're all going."
The fear and timidity in the hearts of Qin Tian and the others vanished in an instant.
In the past, even though they lived lives filled with bloodshed, deep in their bones, there was still fear.
But today, Wang Yan's heroic spirit completely transformed Qin Tian and the others from a pack of frightened dogs to wolves ready to devour.
In a corner of Eight Great Street, brilliantly lit and teeming with people, utterly different from the other dim and desolate parts of the street.
The direction of the throng was a massive three-story pavilion.
This pavilion was magnificently decorated, its walls adorned with neon lights, and a giant glass door at the front, flanked by two huge ten-person-high pillars wrapped in gold leaf.
Above the glass door, a massive sign was decorated in pink neon lights—Heaven and Earth.
Inside the door, it was even more magnificent, the floor laid with red carpets. Directly opposite the entrance was a golden brick made of gold, towering over five meters tall, incredibly heavy, with four large characters engraved on it—Heaven and Earth.
On either side of the golden brick stood two rows of forty young girls. Each girl was in her twenties, slender, and extraordinarily beautiful.
Every time someone entered through the door, these forty young girls would sweetly flash their white teeth and gently say, "Welcome."
That single greeting was enough to make one's bones go soft, eager to melt into this gentle embrace.
Outside the door stood thirty burly men dressed uniformly in black suits, with bulges visible inside their jackets, faintly revealing the handles of knives.
Because of these men constantly patrolling, despite the crowd and chaos, no one dared to cause trouble.
At this moment, nine people emerged from the distant darkness.
The nine formed a line, marching with unified steps, slowly revealing themselves from the shadows.
Amidst the throng, nine additional people would normally go unnoticed, but the moment they appeared, everyone halted, instinctively turning to look at them.
Almost everyone sensed that these nine emitted a palpable chill of death, dropping the temperature of the space to nearly freezing.
The thirty-plus men in black suits patrolling outside the door immediately noticed the anomaly and all turned to look at the nine.
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Obviously, these nine came to cause trouble, but just nine of them? They weren't here to cause trouble; they were here looking for it.
Heaven and Earth had been attacked more than once or twice; even once when over three hundred came to smash up the place, Heaven and Earth had fought them off, even launching a counterattack into their stronghold.
So, upon seeing these nine, the thirty-plus men stood at the entrance, smirking. Even the leader casually bobbed his toes, his face filled with disdain.
As the nine approached the thirty men, the leader with deep-set eyes, an icy face, was none other than Wang Yan.
Wang Yan gazed at the thirty men in front of him, showing no expression. He simply said faintly, "Kill!"