Chapter Thirty-Two: Luring Iron Fist

  Tie's face suddenly turned very ugly, the cigarette that was originally lit in his hand was thrown to the ground and trampled on with his foot. "Since you're here, don't leave." As soon as Tie's voice fell, he had already rushed towards Zhao Tiezhu, his target being Li Ling'er beside him. Being able to knock down so many of his subordinates within a few minutes, although he could do it himself, but at this moment he didn't need to fight hard, as long as he caught Li Ling'er, that person would naturally be harmless. Tie thought it was a good idea, but sometimes imagination and reality often go in opposite directions.

  Seeing Tie Shou rushing over, Zhao Tiezhu lightly pulled Li Ling'er behind him and single-handedly took a punch from Tie Shou. The force transmitted by that fist was so great that it almost rivaled Lei Zi's. Zhao Tiezhu's expression tightened, and under the impact of this power, the wounds on his body began to throb with pain.

  It seems that the injury has not healed yet. Zhao Tiezhu slightly frowned, and with a wave of his iron hand, he brought Tie's fist to his side. Tie stumbled, and Zhao Tiezhu kicked high with one foot, aiming for Tie's chin. Tie reacted quickly as well, and just before Zhao Tiezhu's kick landed on his chin, he used his other hand to block the kick, but the massive force of the kick sent him flying back several meters.

  Iron Hand's face was filled with shock and uncertainty as he stared at Zhao Tiezhu, this person's power was extremely great, and his speed was extremely fast. Iron Pillar's expression was very serious, this person's strength was estimated to be rarely seen in his life.

  Zhao Tiezhu faintly felt that some wounds on his body had slowly seeped out blood, knowing he had to end the fight quickly. Before Tieshou could react, Zhao Tiezhu's iron fist had already arrived, tearing through the air like a rip, bringing with it waves of fist wind. Tieshou hurriedly stretched out his hand to block, still very confident in his own handwork. When he was mixing in the north, he was noticed by a master and took him as an apprentice, specializing in this handwork, his pair of hands were trained like cast iron, earning him the nickname "Iron Hand".

  Bang! The two fists collided directly, and the bursting fist strength actually tore Iron Hand's sleeve to shreds!

  Tie's hand retreated several steps, but Zhao Tiezhu remained motionless. Tie's face changed dramatically; if his own hands were iron fists, then the person before him was a diamond fist! The punch that had just landed on his hard fist didn't budge in the slightest, and yet, there was a faint trace of blood on his own hand.

  "Who are you!" Iron Hand asked in a low voice.

  "Some people are not to be trifled with." Zhao Tiezhu growled: "Who let you kidnap Ling'er?"

  "Hmph, don't be too arrogant. If you want to know who's the real deal, let's see whose fist is stronger." Iron Fist's face turned red with rage, and Zhao Tiezhu's disregard for him dealt a huge blow to his pride. With a surge of energy, a hot flow rushed towards his fist, Hard Qigong!! The wound on his hand that had been cracked open suddenly started bleeding profusely, due to the hot flow compressing the muscles in his fist and accelerating blood flow.

  "You don't need to hurt yourself either." Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile, but his eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity. His body had not fully recovered, and he only had less than half of his peak combat strength. The injuries inside his body were still throbbing in pain, making every move feel like a knife cut. This person was obviously trained in hard qigong, concentrating the energy in his body into his fist, which would make his punches more powerful for a short period of time.

  "Next, let you witness the prestige of my iron hand." Iron Hand shouted loudly and struck a straight punch at Zhao Tiezhu. This was a straight fist, several times faster than before.

  "Come on, let's see who has the harder fist." Zhao Tiezhu was not a person who easily retreated. The more desperate the situation, the more his fighting spirit burned.

  Bang! The two fists collided again. This time, Zhao Tiezhu retreated two steps and Tieshou retreated three steps.

  The two men didn't stop, and again they exchanged several punches. The dull thuds echoed incessantly in the basement.

  "Alright, refreshing, come again." Tie Shou sneered and suddenly increased his strength by several degrees. He hadn't met such a powerful opponent in a long time. The fist strength of the opponent was very thick, and his own fists were also sore from the continuous hard collisions. However, he had also seen that the person in front of him, although full of strength, had a feeling of emptiness, which made him certain that this person must be powerless to follow up.

  Just as he thought, Zhao Tiezhu's wounds had opened up in several places, and fresh blood gushed out, instantly soaking his clothes.

  His eyes lit up in his iron fist, and he was originally injured. He immediately used all his strength to speed up his punching speed.

  Zhao Tiezhu could only retreat step by step, being punched by him one after another. If he were at his peak, he would have been able to take down the opponent within five moves, but now he was exhausted from defending himself. Suddenly, a surge of evil fire rose up in Zhao Tiezhu's heart.

  Zhao Tiezhu let out a loud roar, and the pain on his body seemed to subside, the strength in his hands surged instantly, a warm current rose slowly from his abdomen, making Zhao Tiezhu's power grow stronger and stronger.

  What's going on! The person in front of him was clearly at the end of his strength, how could he still have such great power? Iron Hand was shocked and his mind was unstable. At this time, Zhao Tiezhu's power suddenly reached its peak.

  Bang! The iron hand flew out, and the joints on his hand were strangely bent, and it was actually broken under Zhao Tiezhu's punch!!!

  He crashed his iron fist into the wall, supporting himself with one hand and panting heavily. He was extremely puzzled - could it be that this person's small universe had exploded?

  "Now you can say, who instructed you to kidnap Ling'er?" Zhao Tiezhu asked calmly.

  "What if I don't say anything."

  "I can guarantee that there won't be a single survivor here." Zhao Tiezhu's eyes were filled with endless killing intent, as if he was a demon.

  Cold sweat flowed down from his forehead, what kind of gaze is this!! This gaze seems to come from the depths of hell, in this era, what kind of experience would one have to possess such a murderous aura!! He believed that the person before him must have killed people, and not just a few!!

  Forget it, it's not worth risking one's life for a Japanese. Tie Shou sighed and said slowly: "It was a Japanese named Saito."

  "Japanese?" Zhao Tiezhu muttered, it seemed that Li Ling'er's identity had been known by the Japanese.

  "Where does that Saito live?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

  "I don't know either," Iron Hand replied, "I just called him and he said he'll come pick someone up tomorrow."

  "As a Chinese person, why are you doing favors for that Japanese person? What benefits did he give you?"

  "He promised to give me a few guns after the task is completed." Tie Shou actually felt a bit guilty, after all, he was helping the Japanese and fighting against Chinese people. If it weren't for those few guns, he wouldn't have done it no matter what.

  "Oh..." Zhao Tiezhu hesitated for a moment, "The gun, I can give it to you, but you have to do something for me."

  "What?" Iron Fist cried out in a somewhat disbelieving tone.

  "Bring Saito here tomorrow, and whatever guns he gives you, I'll give you the same amount. And I'll make your gang legitimate, whether you like it or not." Zhao Tiezhu said seemingly casually.

  "What kind of person are you?" Tie Shou furrowed his brow and said.

  "National Security Bureau Special Operations Division." Zhao Tiezhu took out a notebook, which was the certificate of National Security Bureau Special Operations Division that Chen Weiguo had promised to give him. Now he was using the banner of National Security Bureau to do things.

  "You're from the National Security Bureau!" Iron Hand's eyes widened in shock, then relaxed, no wonder this person was so skilled, and no wonder he could make those promises to himself.

  "Alright! I'll help you this once, hoping you can keep your promise." Tie Shou thought for a moment and made his decision. After all, being in the underworld for a long time wasn't a solution. Now there was hope to make his gang legitimate, which was a great opportunity. The premise was that this young man was telling the truth. Tie Shou decided to take a gamble. Now one of his hands was already fractured and his combat power had almost lost two-thirds. Maybe this was the best result for now.

  "Follow me and you'll have many benefits." Zhao Tiezhu glanced at Tieshou, smiled lightly, and then took Li Ling'er out of the underground room.

  "Brother Tiezhu, you were so cool just now!" Li Ling'er exclaimed excitedly in the taxi on their way home.

  Zhao Tiezhu forced a smile, at this time he was already exhausted, so just now he had to use his wits, using some benefits to lure Tieshou to his side, otherwise, he would have to fight to the death again. If it were in his heyday, he wouldn't have to do this, he could just take them all down directly. But thinking about it again, Zhao Tiezhu was very impressed with his own quick thinking earlier, this was a two-for-one deal, he couldn't always be protecting Li Ling'er's side, if he could subdue Tieshou, then with this local snake's help, everything would be much easier to do. I'm really clever... ...while thinking about it, Zhao Tiezhu smiled and fainted.