Chapter 47: Personally Stepping In, The Descent of the God of War

"Don't shoot!"

Seeing Pan Jinsheng point his gun at Jiang Chen, Jiang Qing cried out in alarm to stop him.

"This little bastard crippled my son. Not only will he die, but you'll be buried with him!"

Pan Jinsheng shifted the muzzle from Jiang Chen's head to Jiang Qing's forehead, roaring with murderous intent.

The two heavily injured high-level martial arts grandmasters also managed to crawl back up, drawing their own weapons and aiming respectively at Jiang Chen's chest and glabella.

"General Qin should be arriving soon. I advise you all to put your guns down. Otherwise, before General Qin even starts cleaning house, I will kill you in self-defense!"

Ignoring the threat of the three firearms, Jiang Chen shielded his elder sister behind him and warned the trio with a lethal chill in his voice.

"Still trying to flaunt General Qin's authority like a fox borrowing a tiger's might? Do you really think I'll fall for your ghost stories again?"

Pan Jinsheng's killing intent intensified. "With just your high-level martial arts grandmaster cultivation, these three guns are more than enough to turn you into a sieve!"

"Captain Pan, my brother is definitely not lying. If he says he knows General Qin, then he truly knows him! Old Master Zhao's illness was cured by him, which is why he was able to call the head of the Zhao family!"

Jiang Qing stepped forward, trembling with fear as she waved her hands, terrified that Pan Jinsheng would shoot and kill Jiang Chen.

"Even if this little bastard really does know General Qin, General Qin would never have any personal ties to him! I've claimed his life today, and not even Old Master Zhao can save him—I said so!"

Pan Jinsheng arrogantly declared, his murderous intent fully exposed. His son had been brutally crippled by Jiang Chen, and he cared nothing for saving face for Old Master Zhao, one of the five great families of Linzhou.

Anxious and terrified, Jiang Qing retorted, "You can't do this! You are a captain in the Linzhou Military Region; you can't take human lives so arbitrarily!"

"This little bastard is an attempted murderer who tried to kill my son. By executing him on the spot, this captain is merely eliminating a threat to the public!"

Pan Jinsheng barked, twisting logic to brazenly abuse his power.

"You..."

Jiang Qing was so enraged she was at a loss for words.

"Sis, leave this to me. I'll handle it."

Jiang Chen gently pressed down on Jiang Qing's shoulder, once again pulling her safely behind him.

"Handle it? How do you plan to handle it? By breaking your own limbs and kneeling to beg for my mercy?"

Pan Jinsheng lowered his muzzle slightly toward Jiang Chen without directly pulling the trigger. As his son had said, a quick death was far too merciful for this little bastard!

"General Qin hasn't arrived yet, and you're already in such a rush to court death. It seems I have no choice but to take care of this myself!"

As Jiang Chen spoke, he circulated his true qi. Although healing Old Master Qin and his sister Jiang Qing had consumed a vast amount of true energy, it was still more than enough to deal with the three of them.

"Did you think you were a martial arts grandmaster? Capable of projecting your internal energy to block bullets?"

Pan Jinsheng's gaze was filled with utter contempt. A high-level martial arts grandmaster was the absolute limit for this little bastard; he had no fate to ever become a martial arts grandmaster in this lifetime!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Swish, swish, swish!"

Three silver needles imbued with true qi suddenly erupted forward, piercing straight through the wrists of the hands Pan Jinsheng and his subordinates were using to hold their weapons. The agonizing pain forced them to release their grips, and all three guns clattered to the ground.

"Swoosh!"

Jiang Chen's figure moved as fast as lightning, catching all three falling firearms with both hands in the blink of an eye.

Pan Jinsheng's expression changed drastically. He could only catch a fleeting afterimage of Jiang Chen closing the distance, and as he tried to unleash his internal energy to counterattack, it was already too late.

Holding Pan Jinsheng's own weapon, Jiang Chen pressed the muzzle directly against his forehead. An invisible, overwhelming pressure surged forward like a tidal wave, filling him with an aura of death that threatened to swallow him whole.

The entire scene fell into a state of stunned, deathly silence!

Just a second ago, Pan Jinsheng had been holding the gun to Jiang Chen's head, deciding life and death.

The next second, Jiang Chen had snatched the weapon and was now deciding Pan Jinsheng's fate.

It was as if the roles of hunter and prey had instantly reversed.

Lying on the ground with broken bones and screaming in agony, Pan Yonghui seemed to forget his own pain. Watching his father fall into the enemy's hands filled him with sheer terror!

"You're a martial arts grandmaster?!"

Pan Jinsheng blurted out in shocked disbelief.

Whether it was the sheer energy required to pierce his wrist with a silver needle or the ghostly speed of Jiang Chen's afterimage, both pointed squarely to the internal energy and speed of a martial arts grandmaster!

Hearing his father's words, Pan Yonghui felt his entire world collapse!

At first, he had thought Jiang Chen was an ordinary person; later, he assumed he was a martial arts expert; then the head of security told him he was a martial arts grandmaster; and now his own father was confirming he was a martial arts grandmaster!

Was this fellow even human?!

"Are you going to break your own limbs and kneel to kowtow for mercy, or should I blow your brains out with a single shot?"

Jiang Chen asked Pan Jinsheng, returning the exact same words that had been thrown at him.

"Do you dare kill me? I am a captain under General Qin! If I die, General Qin will wipe out your entire family!"

Pan Jinsheng knew that releasing his internal energy at such close range wouldn't stop a bullet, so he could only resort to harsh threats, gambling that Jiang Chen wouldn't dare pull the trigger.

"Is that so? Then let's find out!"

Jiang Chen sneered, his index finger resting tightly against the trigger, mimicking the motion of firing.

Pan Jinsheng remembered that Jiang Chen had worn this exact same smile right before breaking his son's bones. Panic instantly seized him—this might well be a madman who followed through on every single word he uttered!

He hurriedly shouted, "Wait! I'll let you and your sister go, how about that?"

"Not good at all!"

Jiang Chen exposed Pan Jinsheng's malicious intentions right away: "You're merely pretending to yield so we can leave, only to hunt us down later with more men and more firepower. Am I right?"

Pan Jinsheng's face turned livid. That was precisely what he had planned; he simply hadn't expected Jiang Chen to be completely mad yet fully sensible, refusing to fall for his trick!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The rapid roaring sound of high-speed helicopter rotor blades echoed from the sky above, approaching rapidly from a distance.

Everyone looked up to see a helicopter flying directly toward them.

"It's General Qin's exclusive military helicopter!"

Pan Jinsheng thought with a surge of excitement once he recognized it.

General Qin must have been flying toward the Linzhou Military Region General Hospital and happened to spot the situation here, prompting him to divert.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when Jiang Chen's attention shifted toward the helicopter, Pan Jinsheng launched himself sideways at full speed to evade and retreat. Even if Jiang Chen fired instantly, the bullet would at most graze past his ear.

Jiang Chen did not shoot. Had he wanted to, Pan Jinsheng would never have had the chance to dodge; he simply chose to spare him for Qin Pojun's sake, since the man had after all flown over in a helicopter specifically to clean house.

"Boom!"

Hovering a few meters in the air, Qin Pojun leaped straight out of the cabin door, his body enveloped in a dense layer of internal energy.

"It's General Qin!"

"As expected of the God of War of our Linzhou Military Region! Such strength is simply terrifying!"

"Indeed, General Qin has long been a martial arts grandmaster, and right now he looks just like a heavenly deity descending to earth, immensely majestic!"

Some in the crowd excitedly recognized Qin Pojun, whispering in awe and worship once they realized who he was.

"Subordinate Pan Jinsheng greets General Qin!"

Pan Jinsheng immediately rushed over to Qin Pojun and bowed respectfully.

Qin Pojun's face was clouded with dark thunderous gloom. Mister Jiang had instructed Zhao Tingshan to inform him to come clean house, but he had never imagined that the culprit would be a captain under his own command—just how had this idiot managed to offend Mister Jiang?

The moment Pan Jinsheng saw Qin Pojun's expression, he assumed the General was furious, which meant the little bastard who had stolen his gun was undoubtedly dead a thousand times over!

To avoid any reprimand from the General for having his weapon seized, Pan Jinsheng pointed straight at Jiang Chen and hurriedly explained: "General Qin, this brat is a martial arts grandmaster who deliberately hid his strength and played weak to launch a sudden sneak attack on me, and he even severely injured my son! Please see the truth, General!"