Chapter 304: Chapter 304

Ding Fan had split the steel pipe in half with a single chop of his knife. That was a steel pipe, after all. If that cut had not been on the steel pipe but on a person instead, what would the consequences have been?

For a moment, the group pursuing the young man looked at each other. After Ding Fan demonstrated his skills, there was a period of silence.

At that moment, one of the leaders among those pursuing the young man stepped forward and chattered at Ding Fan for a while before leading his group away.

Naturally, Ding Fan didn't understand what the man had said, but he could guess from the tone that the man was probably warning him.

Regardless, Ding Fan didn't really care. He looked directly at the young man beside him. "Are you from Huaxia Country?"

The young man hadn't yet recovered from the panic of being chased, and after a few heavy breaths, he approached Ding Fan.

"I... I am from Huaxia Country. Thank you for rescuing me..." The man said, bowing to Ding Fan as he spoke.

At the time Ding Fan had saved the young man because he had been shouting for help in Huaxia language. No matter what, since he was a Huaxia person, and abroad, he wouldn't have thought about not saving him.

"Why were they trying to kill you..." Ding Fan asked.

The young man hesitated a bit, then said, "It's ..."

Apparently, the young man's name was Zhu Hua. He had lost a lot of money in business back in Huaxia Country and had fled to Moha City with his wife after being pushed to a dead end by creditors.

There are two major gangs in Moha City.

One called the Tiger Gang, and the other called the Vietnam Gang. Moha City was a lawless area, and the order in the city was always maintained by these two gangs.

After arriving in Moha City, Zhu Hua and his wife hid their identities. But for some reason, the Tiger Gang took a liking to Zhu Hua's beautiful wife. In this lawless place, the one with bigger fists is the boss. Zhu Hua was being chased by people from the Tiger Gang just now.

"I hid my wife, and then those beasts forced me to tell them where she was. I didn't tell them, so they wanted to kill me..." As Zhu Hua spoke, he even started crying.

Mu Zian offered a few words of comfort.

"Do you know a place called Helicopter Bar in Moha City?" Ding Fan asked.

Moha City wasn't small; searching all over could waste a lot of time.

When Ding Fan asked about the Helicopter Bar, Zhu Hua's expression immediately turned ugly. "My savior, you must not go there. It's the headquarters of the Vietnam Gang... The people of the Vietnam Gang are even more ruthless than those of the Tiger Gang. You are strangers; it's hard to leave there with your lives."

"Whether I can leave or not is my concern. Just tell me where the Helicopter Bar is." Ding Fan said.

Seeing Ding Fan's determined stance, Zhu Hua hesitated before finally speaking. "Okay, then I will take you there. If it weren't for my savior's rescue, I would be dead now. If I didn't repay my debt, I would be less than a man!"

Hearing Zhu Hua's words, Ding Fan started to feel a bit more favorable towards him.

"However, my savior, before going to the Helicopter Bar, I want to see my wife one last time. She has suffered so much following me. I want to escort her out of the city first, then let her escape back to Huaxia Country," Zhu Hua said earnestly to Ding Fan.

"I don't think that's necessary... You just take me to the Helicopter Bar. I'll handle the matter of the Tiger Gang," Ding Fan said.

The matter of the Tiger Gang, solved just like that?

Zhu Hua looked at Ding Fan with some disbelief. The Tiger Gang was one of the most powerful organizations in Moha City. Such a formidable organization, and Ding Fan was saying it was easily resolved.

"Zhu Hua, believe what he says, it's just a matter of dealing with a gang, and he can do it," Mu Zian added.

Although Zhu Hua still found it hard to believe, both Ding Fan and Mu Zian had spoken, and he did not dare to question further.

"Alright, then I'll take you to the Helicopter Bar..."...

The Helicopter Bar was located in the eastern part of Moha City and was a two-story building which, in Moha City, was considered rather 'tall'.

Under Zhu Hua's lead, Ding Fan and Mu Zian arrived there.

Some off-road motorcycles and a few pickup trucks were parked outside the bar. On the ground outside of the bar's entrance, there was a large bloodstain still clearly visible, obviously, a bloody event had recently occurred here.

Ding Fan had originally not wanted Zhu Hua to accompany him into the bar, but Zhu Hua had already made up his mind. Seeing this, Ding Fan did not say more. The three of them entered the bar together.

As they pushed open the door of the bar, they were immediately greeted with bursts of noisy music. The entire bar was filled with the thick smells of tobacco and rotting matter. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥

As Ding Fan, Mu Zian, and Zhu Hua walked in from outside, they did attract some glances, but Ding Fan paid no mind and led Mu Zian and Zhu Hua to a corner of the bar and sat down.

Once they had sat down, Mu Zian took out a red Bible and placed it on the corner of the table.

That was their way of contacting their connection. It was rare for anyone to place a Bible on the corner of a table in a bar, so they were not worried about mistaken identities.

Indeed, their "Bible" had only been placed there for a short while when a man, looking like a drunkard, staggered over to their table, and then with a thud, collapsed on their table as if he had passed out.

After the drunkard collapsed onto the table, he quickly handed a note to Mu Zi. Naturally, Ding Fan noticed everything. It seemed that this drunkard was their contact person.

"Get lost! You drunken fool!" At that moment, a robust man who looked like an Indian approached.

The robust man grabbed the drunkard by the neck and tossed him onto the ground as if he was a little chicken.

In the bar, fighting and making a scene were common, so when the drunkard was thrown to the ground, no one paid him any mind.

The Indian robust man walked up to Ding Fan. "Are you from Huaxia Country?" he asked in his barely intelligible Huaxia language.

"Yes," Ding Fan replied.

The Indian man's lips curled into a slight smile. "I don't have money for drinks today, buy me one."

Ding Fan didn't waste words with the Indian man, directly pulling out two red notes and throwing them over. Since they were near the border with Huaxia Country, the currency there was also circulating.

The Indian man took the money, seemingly quite pleased with himself, clearly thinking that the slight Huaxia man in front of him was probably scared of him.

"That girl inside, take off your veil and let me see..." the Indian man said, moving boldly toward Mu Zi.

However, just as the Indian man had taken two steps, Ding Fan had already stood up and kicked the Indian man hard in the belly.

The man was flipped onto the ground by the kick.

Seeing there was a spectacle to watch, the people in the bar became excited, whistling and adding fuel to the fire. Soon, the whole bar was in a chaotic uproar.

"You little Huaxia guy, today I'm going to twist your head off," the Indian robust man, having picked himself up from the ground, charged furiously towards Ding Fan.

The Indian man charged at Ding Fan like a human tank.

The people around, seeing the Indian man's ferocious momentum, continually banged on the tables and cheered him on, while whistles and screams filled the air.

To those watching, with the Indian man's imposing size and Ding Fan's slim figure, they seemed to already envision the scene of Ding Fan being crushed to death by the Indian man.

Whoosh... The man aimed a punch directly at Ding Fan's head.

The punch was incredibly fierce, and Zhu Hua couldn't help but have her heart leap to her throat.

In Moha City, killing someone, especially someone like Ding Fan who was new to Moha City, was as easy as stepping on an ant.

The Indian man was so much larger he could literally fit Ding Fan inside him; Zhu Hua thought there was no way Ding Fan could win.

But just as Zhu Hua thought that the punch would surely topple Ding Fan, he skillfully dodged, and immediately grabbed a wooden chair nearby, smashing it over the Indian man's head.

With that, the chair shattered, sending wood splinters everywhere, and the Indian man's head was smashed open, his face covered in blood, which was a ghastly sight.

With blood spilt, the onlookers in the bar grew even more excited.

"Kill him! Kill him!"...

No one knew who led the chant, but soon, everyone in the bar was banging on tables and shouting the slogan. It seemed the fresh blood on the Indian man's head was like a stimulant to them.

Wiping the blood from his face, the Indian man let out a ferocious smile, grabbed a bottle from the ground, and with a roar, charged directly at Ding Fan.

As the Indian man charged, naturally, screams erupted again.

Throughout the fight with the Indian man, Ding Fan had been hiding his strength, as they were there searching for Wolf Fang, so he had been tussling with the Indian man for so long. If not considering the need to hide his strength, this kind of fighter, the Indian man, was nothing—he could beat him with one hand tied behind his back.

Whoosh... The Indian man swung the bottle, aiming directly at Ding Fan's head, but Ding Fan swiftly dodged again.

At this moment, Ding Fan decided not to play with this Indian man anymore. He swung his fist directly at the man's temple with full force.

Before the eyes of all, the two-hundred-pound Indian man fell heavily to the ground like a dead pig, foaming at the mouth, and after some convulsions, he passed out cold.

Zhu Hua was dumbfounded.

Ding Fan was too fierce, having knocked out the Indian man with just one punch...