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The once invincible Pei Zhuang Jiaduo met an abrupt end, not at the hands of a Martial Artist, but struck down by lightning. Although Pei Zhuang claimed that Jiang Chen was responsible for the lightning, most people did not believe him.
After Pei Zhuang's death, the heavy black clouds began to dissipate, and the lightning subsided, giving way to a torrential downpour. The rain came suddenly, and those who had been lying on the ground showed no intention of getting up. They remained fearful of the lightning, afraid that standing would make them live targets.
The Heavy Rain arrived quickly and left just as fast; five minutes later, the wind died down, the rain ceased, and the clouds parted to reveal sunlight. Only then did those on the ground rise, drenched and looking like drowned rats. However, they paid little attention to their disheveled state; instead, they felt a sense of relief at having survived.
With Pei Zhuang dead, peace returned to the martial world.
“It’s over; let’s go back. My clothes are soaked through; I need to change,” one person said.
“Everything is fine now; everyone can head home,” another added.
“But Pei Zhuang's death is a bit strange. Could it really have been those Huaxia People?” someone questioned.
“What are you thinking? Even if you used your brain, you’d know that’s impossible. Those Huaxia People didn’t even move; they were too scared by the lightning to do anything. How could it be them?” another replied.
“But Pei Zhuang said it was them!”
“Pei Zhuang was a villain who brought his own punishment upon himself. He didn’t believe it was divine retribution, so he made up an excuse blaming those Huaxia People. After all, people can be dealt with, but God cannot be confronted. Pei Zhuang was just trying to shift blame and comfort himself.”
“I see,” the crowd murmured in realization.
“Since everything here has been resolved, let’s leave,” Jiang Chen said calmly. The onlookers attributed Pei Zhuang's death to a natural phenomenon, which made Jiang Chen feel more at ease.
Yan Qingsong and Yan Nanxiang stood up as well. Like everyone else, they blamed Pei Zhuang's death on natural causes—perhaps it was due to his height or his many misdeeds that he was struck by lightning repeatedly.
“Stop!” Red Moon called out sharply just as Jiang Chen was about to leave.
With her master and senior brother dead, Red Moon was losing her composure. Though she knew she was no match for Jiang Chen and Qin Xiaoya, she felt compelled to do something; she couldn’t let her master and senior brother die in vain.
“What? Do you want revenge?” Qin Xiaoya turned around and asked Red Moon mockingly.
“Of course I want revenge! You won’t leave here unscathed today,” Red Moon replied firmly as she glanced back at the Black Hand Family members—the Five Families of the Mafia—who numbered over a hundred with their bodyguards armed with firearms, presenting a considerable fighting force.
Seeing Red Moon look their way, the members of the Black Hand Family pretended not to understand; some looked up at the sky while others feigned interest in their surroundings or simply acted oblivious.
These members of the Black Hand Family were not known for their loyalty or deep bonds; besides, they had no strong ties to Pei Zhuang. With him dead and only Red Moon remaining, they naturally dismissed her presence.
“What do you mean by this?” Red Moon asked with a frown, clearly displeased by their behavior. She might have spent too long in seclusion with Pei Zhuang in the icy wilderness to grasp social nuances.
"There's nothing interesting about this, Miss Hongyue. We only follow Master Pei Zhuang. Since Master Pei Zhuang is dead, you naturally have nothing to do with us," Paul Gambino said seriously.
"My master is dead. Shouldn't you help avenge him?" Hongyue shouted.
"Heh, Miss Hongyue, we are all here for our own interests. Helping to avenge Master Pei Zhuang brings us no benefits. He’s dead, so there's nothing to discuss. If you want revenge, you can go do it yourself," Paul Gambino laughed, his tone mocking.
Hongyue was taken aback; these people changed their faces too quickly. Just a moment ago, they were respectful and submissive towards her, but now that her master was dead, they immediately turned their backs.
In an instant, Hongyue seemed to understand the ways of the world. With this understanding came a plan. Since it was all about interests, as long as she could offer enough benefits, she could make these people obey her.
"As long as you can help me avenge my master, there will be plenty of rewards for you. You are all from prestigious families with a hundred years of history, and this is the United States—your own territory. Can’t you handle a few Huaxia People?" Hongyue said with a cold smile.
"Pfft, just a few Huaxia People? We’ve never looked down on them. But your master's death has nothing to do with us. Why should we help you? Right now, it seems you’re left with just your body, and unfortunately for you, your body isn’t worth much to us. Of course, if you find yourself alone in the future, I could take care of you," Paul Gambino said smugly. With Hongyue being the only woman left, he felt it was time to show the might of a Clan Leader from the Black Hand Family. The respect he had shown her before was now replaced by disdain; this would give the Black Hand Family members a sense of satisfaction.
"Haha, exactly! Miss Hongyue, since your master and senior brother are dead, it would be better for you to come with me. I won’t treat you poorly."
"Miss Hongyue, don’t listen to them; stay with me instead. In fact, I could marry you."
"How could Miss Hongyue possibly be interested in an old man like you? I'm in my prime; she should come with me instead. I will treat her well."
The Clan Leaders of the American Mafia's Five Families laughed heartily. These words were not mere jokes; if Hongyue dared to marry any of them, they would accept without hesitation. With her martial prowess, whoever married her would gain a significant advantage.
A fierce killing intent flashed in Hongyue's eyes, but for now, she had to endure it; at least these people still held some value for her.
"Whoever can kill those Huaxia People will not only get me but also my master's treasure worth billions of dollars and his unparalleled martial arts techniques," Hongyue said through gritted teeth.
At this declaration, an uproar ensued.
Not only Paul Gambino and the Black Hand Family members but even those United States Martial Artists who were preparing to leave paused in their tracks, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
Killing Jiang Chen and his companions meant obtaining Hongyue, treasure, and techniques—this was indeed tempting.
Hongyue's beauty and figure were strikingly alluring, making her highly attractive to men.
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