Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"North Suburb Northern Cold King Meng Xianzhi?"

Hearing Xiang Tianba's answer, Ye Fan was shocked.

Xiang Tianba continued, "Meng Xianzhi is the boss of the North Suburb. Ten years ago, he was also a subordinate of Sister Jingwen's father, Zhuang Yan. After Zhuang Yan disappeared ten years ago, his followers were divided and fought each other. Meng Xianzhi emerged as one of the best among them and now occupies a large territory in the North Suburb!"

"People from the North Suburb are getting involved too?" Ye Fan's expression grew increasingly ugly.

Last time, it was the East Suburb Big Brother Xiang Tianba himself who led people to kill Zhuang Jingwen, but this time, it was people from the North Suburb.

Ye Fan understood that if he didn't help Zhuang Jingwen out of this crisis, there would probably be other gangs seeking to kill her next time.

Ye Fan really couldn't figure out what Zhuang Jingwen's father, Zhuang Yan, did ten years ago that made his many followers ungrateful enough to want to kill his daughter.

Xiang Tianba said solemnly, "Yes! After Meng Xianzhi found out about the young miss's whereabouts, he gathered more than five hundred people, determined to kill her tonight!"

"Call Meng Xianzhi right now and tell him not to stir up trouble. If anything happens to Sister Jingwen, I will take his dog life!" Ye Fan said coldly.

Xiang Tianba shook his head, "Master Ye, it's no use. Ten years ago, Meng Xianzhi's wife and child died because of Big Brother Zhuang Yan. To take his revenge, I'm afraid Meng Xianzhi is willing to pay with his life!"

"Meng Xianzhi's wife and child are dead? This is such a headache! Enough, hanging up!" Ye Fan felt a huge headache.

He had originally wanted to deter Meng Xianzhi through Xiang Tianba, not expecting that Meng Xianzhi's wife and child had died because of Zhuang Jingwen's father. This blood feud was not something that could be deterred by intimidation.

Although he was unclear about what exactly had happened ten years ago, to protect Zhuang Jingwen, Ye Fan could only chase in the direction where Zhuang Jingwen had disappeared.

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"Chase, chase, chase, don't let her get away!"

Just as Zhuang Jingwen had escaped two kilometers away, over a hundred gangsters on motorcycles were the first to chase after her.

"Kill her!"

Two gangsters on fast motorcycles, holding cleavers, were about to catch up to Zhuang Jingwen.

Zhuang Jingwen's face was pale, her left hand on the motorcycle, her right hand holding the Desert Eagle and firing two shots backward, killing the two men who were catching up.

Seeing two more of their men killed by Zhuang Jingwen, Meng Xianzhi, sitting in a priceless Maybach, cursed furiously, "Pass my command, raise the bounty to five million, dead or alive, all the same five million. Kill her for me!"

"Yes, boss!" The gangsters perked up when they heard the bounty was increased.

"Kill!"

Where there's great reward, there will be brave men. Upon hearing the bounty was increased to five million, more people charged forward on their motorcycles.

Zhuang Jingwen's expression was grim. She knew Meng Xianzhi was insane, willing to pay any price to kill her.

She tried to keep her emotions steady and then with the Desert Eagle took aim and fired continuously behind her.

"Charge, charge, charge!"

Even as some fell, others, motivated by the bounty, did not hesitate to risk their lives.

Zhuang Jingwen controlled her motorcycle with one hand while countering with the Desert Eagle in the other.

Meng Xianzhi commanded from the rear, "Don't be afraid, press on. Her ammo is about to run out!"

"Go!"

The gangsters, too, realized that Zhuang Jingwen was running out of bullets and rushed forward with reckless abandon.

As expected, the first Desert Eagle ran out of bullets quickly. As Zhuang Jingwen was about to switch to the second Desert Eagle, a gangster clenched his cleaver and swiftly slashed towards her waist.

Zhuang Jingwen's expression changed, caught off guard; her waist was cut by the cleaver, she groaned, lost control of the motorcycle, and tumbled to the ground.

Seeing Zhuang Jingwen fall, Meng Xianzhi was exhilarated, "She fell, kill her for me!"

"Finish her off!" shouted the crowd.

"Damn it!"

While on the ground, Zhuang Jingwen decisively discarded the first Desert Eagle, which was out of bullets, and quickly switched to the second one.

Bang, bang!

Trigger pulled repeatedly, she killed several men and stood up from the ground. With a severe pain in her waist, Zhuang Jingwen rushed into a nearby ancient alley.

The alley was too narrow for cars to drive into, and only motorcycles could barely squeeze through.

Meng Xianzhi got out of his car and shouted, "Out of the car and chase her, she's wounded. She won't get too far!"

"Brothers, chase!"

Hundreds of thugs rushed out of their vehicles and charged into the alley like chickens stirred to frenzy.

Seeing the crowd pursuing her, Zhuang Jingwen decisively fired her gun again. But after just two shots, she shockingly discovered that her magazine was empty.

"Haha, you bitch, you're out of bullets, aren't you?" Meng Xianzhi burst into wild laughter upon noticing.

Zhuang Jingwen had only prepared two Desert Eagles as backups and had no extra ammunition. With both Desert Eagle magazines empty, she had no choice but to abandon her guns and flee.

"This little bitch is out of bullets, chase her!" Meng Xianzhi shouted.

The gang saw Zhuang Jingwen was out of ammo, and they charged towards her disappearing figure, fierce as wolves and hungry as tigers.

Very soon, Zhuang Jingwen felt despair, as the alley ahead came to a dead end.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps approached, and Meng Xianzhi, leading a group of people, hurried over.

Blocking Zhuang Jingwen, Meng Xianzhi sneered, "Run, you whore, why aren't you running now?"

"Meng Xianzhi, I will say it again, my father never harmed you!" Zhuang Jingwen said, her face filled with sorrow and anger.

Meng Xianzhi said with disdain, "Ten years ago, your father Zhuang Yan wanted to wash his hands clean of the underworld, but the officials would not let him go. To curry favor with them, he went so far as to betray us all. This is an indisputable fact. As Zhuang Yan's daughter, you must die!"

"Meng Xianzhi, do you want to fight to the death with me?"

Zhuang Jingwen roared in rage, and reaching behind her, she drew a Tang Knife from her back.

"I recognize this Tang Knife; it was your father Zhuang Yan's sidearm. Whenever I see this Tang Knife, I remember the terrible way my wife and child died. A fight to the death? Just the likes of you? Get her, kill her!" Meng Xianzhi, overflowing with killing intent, waved his hand and shouted.

"Kill her!"

The group of thugs surged toward Zhuang Jingwen, each one eager to chop off her head and claim the five million bounty.

"All of you, get lost!"

Staring down the approaching mob, Zhuang Jingwen, courageous as any man, launched a counterattack.

With a swift thrust, the Tang Knife flashed forward, and one man's head was immediately severed.

"How dare you fight back? Chop her into mincemeat!" Meng Xianzhi angrily bellowed.

"Kill her!"

The gang, unflinching, continued their assault on Zhuang Jingwen.

Zhuang Jingwen knew she was cornered, but she fought back with the Great River Knife Technique her father had taught her, facing off against hundreds.

The alley was narrow, providing Zhuang Jingwen with a good space to maneuver. With no enemies at her back, she gripped the Tang Knife tightly and met her assailants head on.

One! Ten!

Thirty!

In the blink of an eye, at least thirty people lay on the ground, the pungent scent of blood sending chills down one's spine.

Scrape! Scrape!

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Seeing Zhuang Jingwen so ferocious, the thugs in front could not help but step back.

Meng Xianzhi saw this and sneered, "Worthy daughter of East Suburb Big Brother Zhuang Yan. You've mastered your father's Great River Knife Technique to perfection. It's just a pity that you're still not good enough. Attack!"

Bang!!!

As Meng Xianzhi gave the order, a sniper perched in a high spot in the alley fired an AWM with a fierce shot.

Zhuang Jingwen did not expect Meng Xianzhi to have brought a sniper. Caught by surprise, her right arm was hit, and the intense pain caused her to tremble and drop the Tang Knife.

"Now let's see how you struggle. Go on, finish her!" Meng Xianzhi waved his hand and shouted.

"Kill!!!"

Seeing Zhuang Jingwen wounded, in an instant, a gang of thugs brandishing cleavers ferociously charged at her.

Am I really going to die?

As the crowd surged toward her, Zhuang Jingwen's heart was filled with unwillingness.

In the end, Zhuang Jingwen slowly closed her eyes and sighed, "Perhaps it's for the best. I've been hiding for ten years, tired of it all. Maybe this is the release I need."

"Sister Jingwen, what nonsense are you talking about? You have your whole life ahead of you, how can you die?"

Just as Zhuang Jingwen accepted her grim fate, a teasing voice sounded. Unbeknownst to her, Ye Fan had already moved to her side.