Chapter 4: The Descent of Gods and Ghosts

  "Donkey brother, this kid went in for less than five minutes and came out again, what is he doing? Is he going to report to the police?" On the black business car, the driver Biaozi looked at Chu Yan leaving the building slowly, and his brain cells started to die on a large scale. With his IQ, he really couldn't guess what Chu Yan was doing by running to the place where all the thugs least wanted to go.

  "What's the point of caring about so much, just follow and get things done as Ge Bo entrusted." Wild Donkey is obviously the leader of this group of thugs, with a mind full of dark thoughts. Now, he only thinks about what to do after completing Luo Kai's entrusted task - women, drugs, alcohol, these things fill up Wild Donkey's daily life.

  "Alright, let's go." Biaozi nodded and stopped thinking about what Chu Yan was doing in that building. He started the car and slowly approached Chu Yan from behind.

  On the bus, a total of thirteen people were sitting, filling the interior to the brim. These people were all younger brothers of Wild Donkey, and their daily work was fighting, intimidating, and collecting protection fees. In the Xijiu District of Nanshan City, they also had some small reputation, but only among the lower-level mixed gangs.

  The black business car was getting closer and closer to Chuyan, while Chuyan was still walking at a leisurely pace. In the distance, there was a small alley, where only three or two street lamps were left, flickering on and off.

  Suddenly, the business car accelerated rapidly, and Biao's foot stepped heavily on the accelerator. The business car was like a runaway wild horse, rushing straight to Chu Yan's collision!

  "A screeching brake pierced the night air, making people's hair stand on end. In the distance, several rooms that were still lit up suddenly went dark. At this hour, no one wanted to get involved in any trouble, lest they attract unwanted attention."

  "Did we hit someone?" The first to open the car door and rush out was Wild Donkey, followed closely by the rest of the thugs. This wasn't their first time doing this kind of thing, they were familiar with it and didn't worry about killing anyone, they were just thugs, not yet at the level of having the guts to kill people, but making a few people disabled, that was something they had done countless times before.

  "Donkey brother, okay...it seems like we didn't hit him..." Biaozi was the last one to get off the bus because he was the driver and had done this kind of thing many times before. He knew very clearly what it felt like when the front of the car hit someone, but he couldn't understand why, even though the front of the car had already made contact with that little kid's body, there wasn't any follow-up. The thrill of sending someone flying hadn't been transmitted to Biaozi's hands gripping the steering wheel at all.

  A group of people surrounded the front of a Honda commercial vehicle, with the headlights shining on the ground in front. There was nothing there, not even a ghostly shadow. However, Wild Donkey and Biaozi, who were sitting in the front row, had clearly felt that the car had hit a man, but when they got out of the car, they found that the man had vanished without a trace.

  The two men, Wild Donkey and Biaozi, exchanged a glance, and simultaneously broke out in a cold sweat on their foreheads. A gentle night breeze wafted out from the depths of the alley, sending shivers down their spines as they both seemed to recall what had just happened at the same time.

  That man who should have been hit by the car seemed to vanish into thin air in an instant, right before their eyes, without any warning signs at all. The tall and lean figure just evaporated cleanly from their sight!!

  "What...won't be...have I seen a ghost?"

  Biaozi's voice was trembling, and Ye Lü's face turned even paler. After hearing Biaozi finish speaking, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. As a hoodlum, he wasn't afraid of the police, but he had great respect for ghosts and gods. Faced with this eerie situation, combined with the fact that Ye Lü hadn't done anything good in his life, this big brother who led a group of younger brothers felt much more fear than the others.

  "Ah! Uh!..." Just as Wild Donkey and Biaozi were about to take off, a blood-curdling scream suddenly came from the depths of the alley. The scream had just pierced the night sky when it seemed to be abruptly cut off by something. This sound was like the death knell of a hellish messenger, scaring Wild Donkey and Biaozi so much that they plopped down onto the ground with a thud.

  And the other younger brothers, although most of them were also terrified, there were some who were relatively clear-headed. The little guy in charge of spreading rumors was one of them. This kid was less than 1.5 meters tall and had a slender figure like a hemp rod. Although he was short and small, his movements were quite agile, and he was particularly good at jumping around.

  "Donkey brother, this voice... seems to be... that fat guy Mǎhuā's..." Although Hàozi's voice was quite abrupt, it reminded Wild Donkey and Piēzi, who quickly got up from the ground and began searching for the chubby Mǎhuā in the crowd.

  However, the two of them scanned around and clearly did not see that fatty who usually loves to eat mahua, which made their hearts even colder.

  "Damn, that fat guy from Mahua was at least 200 pounds heavy, and he just disappeared silently from our side. This time, we must have encountered a ghost! Brothers, get in the car quickly and let's get out of here! After we get back, take a bath and change your clothes, and I'll make sure to worship Guan Yu!!" Wild Donkey was really scared this time, and after he finished speaking, he rushed into the car first, followed closely by the others.

  "Get in, count the number of people, and get going! This damned place is not a place I want to stay for even one more second!" he yelled out orders as soon as they got on the car.

  "Yes, Brother Donkey." As Haozi began to count the number of people, Biaozi also prepared to start the car. However, soon the car fell into a dead silence again, and Ye Lü was as pale as a ghost.

  "Donkey brother... the car key is gone." Biaozi raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and his face was wet and soggy, making it impossible to tell whether it was tears or sweat.

  "Donkey brother..." Hua Zi's voice also came at this moment, the wild donkey looked at the fear on Hua Zi's face and subconsciously asked a sentence "What's going on? Who is not here?"

  Haozi wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied softly "Lao Er and Cao Ji"

  The donkey's fear intensified, because just now he had clearly seen Lao Er and Cao Ji, the two perverts who liked to play group P, but now, Hao Zi told him that the two were not on the bus. Where did they go? Vanish into thin air? Besides ghosts, what else can quietly take them away!

  Things are getting more and more sinister, Ye Lu and Biaozi are already on the verge of collapse, while in the shadows not far away, Chu Yan is smiling as he watches this group of thugs, reaching out to pick up a ball of meat that had fallen beside him...

  "Bang!" Just as the atmosphere in the car was almost suffocating, a loud crash suddenly came from the top of the car. It seemed that something heavy had smashed onto the roof. Wild Donkey and others rushed out of the car like madmen, and almost everyone's gaze fell on the figure on the roof, which looked like a god of death.

  Gaunt, erect figure, hand in hand with a meatball that didn't know whether it was dead or alive, the wild donkey recognized at a glance the figure on top of the car, which was exactly the target they wanted to knock down, Chu Yan. At the same time, he also recognized the meatball in Chu Yan's hand, which was exactly the first meatball that disappeared out of thin air, Ma Hua.

  A two-hundred-pound fatty in Chu Yan's hands seemed to have no weight, while Chu Yan's face under the starlight had a faint smile.

  "Speak up, where is he?" Chu Yan said, and the fat man in his hand was thrown directly onto the windshield of the Toyota business car like a broken sack. "Bang!" The windshield shattered on impact, but Mahua's body still showed no reaction, it was impossible to know whether he was dead or alive.

  "Ahhh!!" A shrill cry burst out of the wild donkey's mouth, and then a group of thugs rushed out in all directions like madmen, their speed leaving onlookers speechless.

  Actually, the wild donkey can bring a group of younger brothers, and its brain is still somewhat intact. The reason it let out this loud bray now is to divert Chu Yan's attention and to escape with its life. Since the moment Chu Yan started speaking, this little guy already knew that what he was facing wasn't some ghost, but an even more terrifying person who kills without batting an eye. Ma Hua must have already kicked the bucket; if he didn't pretend to have seen a ghost and make a run for it now, this person probably wouldn't let him off either.

  The wild donkey's abacus was quite good, but unfortunately, when he had already rushed out for hundreds of meters and stopped panting, a long and powerful big hand appeared silently on his shoulder.

  "Where is he?" The voice was low, but it sent a chill down the donkey's spine. He tried to run again, but found himself being lifted off the ground by his shoulders, his legs kicking wildly in mid-air without touching the ground. Overcome with fear, he gave up struggling. He could feel the pain spreading from his shoulders to his head, increasing bit by bit. Thinking about how Fatso Ma had been tossed aside like a broken sack of potatoes, he decided it was better to behave himself, considering his own body weighed less than 100 pounds.

  "Lotus Club." Wild Donkey spat out a place name like spitting beans, and then suddenly lost consciousness. Chu Yan threw the unconscious Wild Donkey into a trash can by the side of the road, and then walked towards the Honda commercial vehicle that Wild Donkey and his group had arrived in.

  The Lotus Club, VIP room 888, Luo Kai's stout body was half-reclined on a massage chair, his hands, adorned with thick gold rings, held a glass of red wine. On his body, a slender masseuse in a thin silk uniform worked diligently. Surprisingly, this fatty was actually enjoying a genuine massage, rather than some special service. A face gleaming with oil and an expression of utmost comfort, perhaps this guy was still dreaming of having dinner with someone and then completing his grand plans.

  Just then, Luo Kai who was enjoying the massage with his eyes closed suddenly felt that the masseuse's movements had stopped. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in total darkness - the VIP room had somehow lost power...