From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor-Chapter 326 - 301: Bloodbath

The Great Han finally nodded and signaled his men to move the nine boxes of money onto the speedboat.

Tong Guangsheng saw them loading the money onto the speedboat, box by box, and shouted loudly, "Send the person over to me!"

The Great Han waved his hand, and the speedboat that was distant from the riverbank finally began to slowly approach the shore.

Huang Si Po grabbed Xiaonianzu and retreated continuously, exiting the watchtower. Suddenly, she shouted, "Run!" She pushed Xiaonianzu away and charged at the three thugs with a dagger.

Xiaonianzu was very clever. The moment he gained his freedom, without hesitation, he desperately ran downhill.

The three thugs initially thought Huang Si Po was going to use the child to extort money, but they didn’t expect the situation to change suddenly. Huang Si Po actually let the child escape. Not only that, Huang Si Po raised the dagger and stabbed towards the chest of the bearded man.

Just as Huang Si Po’s dagger was halfway, the bearded man grabbed her withered wrist, twisted it forcefully, and broke her skin-and-bone wrist. Huang Si Po let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the bearded man drew a military knife from his waist and stabbed it into Huang Si Po’s abdomen.

This time, Huang Si Po did not feel any pain but only numbness in her limbs. With all her strength, she screamed, "Run!" Then, disregarding everything, she pounced on the bearded man, allowing the knife to pierce through her thin body.

Like a white-haired ghost, Huang Si Po held onto the bearded man and bit his ear. The bearded man screamed in agony, and he couldn’t push Huang Si Po away. A colleague quickly came over to help, and another short colleague hurried to chase down the escaping little boy.

Despite running for his life, Tong Nianzu was, after all, just a child, and the mountain path was difficult to navigate. He barely ran a few steps before tripping over a rock and falling heavily into the muddy snow.

Tong Nianzu endured the pain and got up to run again, but the short thug was already closing in on him, brandishing a knife menacingly. They had no intention of leaving the child alive.

Fear filled Tong Nianzu’s young face, and he shouted, "Grandpa!" In his heart, his grandpa was a combat hero who could deal with these bad guys. He hoped his grandpa would appear to protect him and save him.

A mountain rock flew rapidly and hit the thug squarely in the face.

The thug first heard the sound of bone cracking before realizing it came from his own face. Blood splattered, and he fell heavily backward as if punched in the face.

The mountain axe in his hand clanged against the rock. He stubbornly held onto the knife and struggled to get up but was kicked in the jaw just as he sat up.

The kick was extremely heavy, and after his cheekbone fractured, the impact also caused a comminuted fracture in his jaw. He felt numerous broken teeth in his mouth, and blood poured out of his mouth uncontrollably. His vision blurred, and he fell limply to the ground.

Tong Nianzu looked up in shock at the tall figure that appeared before him like a heavenly god.

Xu Chunliang smiled and helped him up from the ground. "It’s over now!"

Two figures were rushing toward them against the wind and snow.

Hua Zhuyue, holding Huang Zichun, also approached. Xu Chunliang entrusted both children to her care, picked up the mountain axe from the ground, and his gaze fixed on the two thugs, like two cold arrows piercing through the flying snowflakes. He hadn’t felt such intense killing intent for a long time; there were not just good and bad people in the world, but many who couldn’t even be called human.

Xu Chunliang charged toward the two, taking long strides. Though moving downhill slowed his momentum, when the distance between them was reduced to two meters, Xu Chunliang suddenly crossed the gap. His body emerged from the gap between their flashing knives.

Hua Zhuyue covered the children’s eyes, and even the swirling snow couldn’t hide the soul-reaping blade. Hua Zhuyue’s eyes were filled with admiration. Jianghu still holds its heroic spirit!

In an instant, they swapped positions. Xu Chunliang stood on higher ground, unharmed. The bearded man’s right foot seemed to twist, and he looked down to find his right foot cut off at the base, leaving only a bare shin. His right foot had disappeared, and blood gushed from the severed limb.

The other thug lost his left foot, and both their feet lay about a meter behind them. Xu Chunliang’s strokes were so fast that they didn’t even feel the pain of their ankles being cut off.

Pain arrived late but never absent. Once the two thugs realized what had happened, their bodies had already lost balance and fallen on the hillside. They clutched their blood-spraying ankles, screaming loudly.

Xu Chunliang did not kill them, partly because he didn’t want to bear the legal responsibility for excessive self-defense and partly because he didn’t want to imprint a killer’s image on these children’s young minds.

Xu Chunliang didn’t find Huang Si Po. After ensuring Tong Nianzu’s safety, Hua Zhuyue immediately contacted Tong Guangsheng. The child was here, and the rafting port transaction was but a scam.

Tong Guangsheng’s phone vibrated. He picked it up, and the excitement on his face flickered away as he heard the voice on the phone. He said to his son, "There are two more boxes of money in the car, go and get them."

Shu Yuanhang paused for a moment and then understood his father’s intention. He turned and got in the car.

Tong Guangsheng looked at the speedboat slowly approaching and said to the leading kidnapper, "Make the boat faster."

The kidnapper looked at Tong Guangsheng with interest. "Are you ordering me?"

Tong Guangsheng said, "Let me talk to my grandson."

The kidnapper drew a sharp Gurkha Curved Blade and contemptuously slapped Tong Guangsheng’s face: "Old man, I’m in charge here now..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Tong Guangsheng had already moved like a tiger out of its cage. With a skillful grip, Tong Guangsheng seized the kidnapper’s wrist. Though his illness had weakened his body, an old sick tiger is still a tiger.

When a tiger decides to hunt, it shows its truly fearsome power.

Tong Guangsheng snatched the curved blade without a moment’s hesitation and slashed it hard against the kidnapper’s neck.

To shoot someone, aim for their horse first; to catch a thief, capture their leader first. Despite having left the army for years, Tong Guangsheng hadn’t forgotten his skills for fighting the enemy. Facing adversaries, he would show no mercy because only by completely eliminating these criminals could he protect his family.

Red blood spurted like a fountain, painting a stark contrast with the swirling snowflakes, making the scene even more shocking.

Tong Guangsheng’s expression was disdainful and indifferent, as if he had returned to the 1980s when he was the lone hero who struck terror into enemy forces. These bandits combined hadn’t killed as many as he had, and he only ever killed bad men.

Shu Yuanhang and the driver Xiaoliu simultaneously rushed out of the car. They opened the fire extinguishers in their hands, releasing two clouds of white mist. At the scene, snow drifted, and the mist spread everywhere.

Under the cover of the mist, Tong Guangsheng charged at another thug. Despite limping, it didn’t slow his assault. While the opponent was still trying to discern their direction through the smoke, Tong Guangsheng suddenly rushed behind him, and the Gurkha Curved Blade swiftly slashed his throat.

Shu Yuanhang used a fire extinguisher to block a thug’s knife, then raised the extinguisher to deliver a heavy blow to the thug’s head.

The scene descended into chaos, and the remaining thugs, clearly not wanting to fight any longer, began fleeing toward the speedboat.

Ruan Xingmei started the Mercedes van and drove towards the escaping thugs. Two thugs who didn’t manage to escape in time were knocked to the ground by the vehicle from behind. Don’t mess with a woman, especially one whose child has just been taken!

Tong Guangsheng limped as he pursued, weakened and hampered by a leg ailment, falling further behind the kidnappers. He swung his arm, and the Gurkha Curved Blade was flung from his hand, spinning like a windmill through the air.

Thud!

The blade pierced into the back of a kidnapper, penetrating his chest. The kidnapper looked down at the gleaming blade protruding slightly from his chest, turned around with eyes full of disbelief. How could this old, crippled guy be so fierce? He would never find the answer.

The speedboat that had been slowly approaching the shore suddenly accelerated towards the riverbank. On the boat, a man raised a military crossbow and took aim at Shu Yuanhang, who was obliviously continuing to chase the fleeing kidnappers.

A crossbow arrow sliced through the air toward Shu Yuanhang’s chest. At the critical moment, a figure pushed Shu Yuanhang aside—Tong Guangsheng had timely spotted the danger and used his body as a shield to defend his son from the deadly arrow.

Shu Yuanhang’s eyes widened in agony: "Dad!"

Just then, as reinforcement arrived in three vehicles, the kidnappers, seeing the situation, didn’t dare to linger and fled towards the opposite riverbank on speedboats.

The crowd no longer chased the bandits; instead, everyone gathered around Tong Guangsheng. Shu Yuanhang held his father’s hand, tears streaming from his eyes: "Dad! Hold on, hold on!"

Tong Guangsheng’s body trembled from the pain: "Nianzu... is safe... Chunliang... saved... saved him..."

"Stop talking... get my dad to a hospital, the nearest hospital! I have to save him! I have to save him!" Shu Yuanhang screamed, his voice torn from his chest.

"Grandma!" Huang Zichun saw her grandmother lying in a pool of blood. She rushed toward her but was caught by Hua Zhuyue.

Xu Chunliang checked Huang Si Po’s pulse. It was too late. Huang Si Po, to buy Xiaonianzu time to escape, had held on tightly to the bearded man who stabbed her seven times, all fatal. She had lost too much blood, and her breath was faint; even a miracle would not save her.

Huang Si Po looked at the two children, her bloodstained hand trembling as it reached out to Xiaonianzu: "I... I’m... sorry..."

"Grandma!" Xiaonianzu and Huang Zichun cried out simultaneously.

Huang Si Po looked at Hua Zhuyue, her mouth opened, but no words came out.

Hua Zhuyue understood what she wanted to say: "Aunty, rest assured, I’ll take good care of them."

Huang Si Po’s gray head drooped powerlessly.

"Grandma!" Huang Zichun’s innocent cries echoed through the vast mountains.

Xu Chunliang turned and walked down the hillside. Three thugs still struggled on the slope. Seeing Xu Chunliang approaching through the wind and snow, their eyes were filled with a look of fear.