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At eight in the evening, the lights in a large mansion in the town were on.

This was a very old house, and its exterior was surrounded by a four-sided wall. There were many rooms inside, and the largest room was the meeting hall located in the middle.

In the center of the meeting room, there was a rectangular wooden table, around ten middle-aged and elderly people sat around it. These were all senior members of the Mooncloud Association.

Seated in the middle was a well-built, middle-aged man with deep eyes and a vigorous expression. He was the person in charge of the Mooncloud Association, Duan Wuxie. Whether he can be re-elected will depend on the results of tonight's election.

As this was the biennial elections, they had naturally sent out many elites to protect the surroundings. They could not afford to lose.

There were more than twenty guards in the meeting hall, including the personal bodyguards of the Elders.

There were a total of ten guards patrolling in the front courtyard. Including the two guards outside the gate, there were a total of thirty-two people. In other words, if he wanted to make a move on any of the Elders, he would first have to go through thirty-two people.

These thirty-two people were all fighting experts who were one in a hundred and were the elites of the club. Anyone who wanted to challenge these thirty-two people alone would definitely not be an easy matter.

Of course, the Moon Worship Guild's organization was huge, and definitely not just limited to just these thirty-two elite individuals. However, in order to avoid being too ostentatious, the police had set their eyes on them, so they did not send too many people. In fact, including Duan Wuxie, no one would have expected that someone would be able to break through the defense lines of these thirty-two people, and pose a threat to their lives.

There's a wind tonight, and it's strong.

The night was as cold as water.

However, Deng Fan's body was as hot as a fireball, because every drop of blood in his body was boiling.

At this moment, he'd already arrived at the main door of the courtyard house.

Two guards immediately walked towards him. One of them pushed Deng Fan and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"

Deng Fan did not waste his breath with them, he threw out two punches like lightning, and followed up with a big stride into the door.

The two guards didn't even have time to react before they collapsed at the door, fainting on the spot.

"Someone broke in!" Suddenly, someone shouted, and the guards in the yard immediately became alert.

Deng Fan did not panic at all as he walked towards the meeting hall in big strides. Along the way, he killed gods and buddhas, just like a death god who was about to take his life.

In the blink of an eye, seven of the ten guards in the courtyard were taken down by Deng Fan, while the remaining three, one of them ran into the meeting hall in a panic to inform Deng Fan. Only two of them confronted Deng Fan, but none of them dared to take half a step forward.

In the meeting room, the Elders were in the middle of a meeting when they suddenly heard a commotion coming from outside.

Very soon, a lackey ran in and reported, "There's an assassin …" Assassins have come charging in! "

"Assassin?"

"Who's so bold?"

The Elders looked at each other in dismay.

At this moment, he suddenly heard two screams. Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a person fly over like a cannonball and crash heavily onto the table in the middle of the meeting room.

All the Elders stood up from their seats in fright.

Then, they saw Deng Fan slowly walk in.

He walked slowly, but never stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Deng Fan, but Deng Fan's gaze was focused on one person, and that person was Duan Wuxie.

Duan Wuxie also immediately felt the killing intent coming from Deng Fan's body that was directed at him, and immediately issued an order: "Quickly, come and kill him!"

"Whoever comes will die!" Deng Fan clenched his fists and bellowed, his aura overbearing.

Sure enough, no one dared to take even half a step forward.

"You pieces of trash, hurry up and attack!" Duan Wuxie said as he grabbed onto the clothes of a small fry and pushed him forward forcefully.

The other Elders saw that the situation was not looking good and also hid behind them. No one wanted to provoke someone as terrifying as the King of Hell.

There were still twenty more guards in the hall. Under Duan Wuxie's lead, they were finally twisted into a rope, and with a roar, they surrounded Deng Fan.

"Ah Da!" Deng Fan let out a weird roar, and it was uncontrollable. Every time he roared, there would be a person falling.

Fists and kicks as fast as lightning and strange roars that were as imposing as mountains were all fatal to the enemy.

It was as if that extremely intimidating and frenzied roar could also hurt people.

Deng Fan's punching and kicking skills could no longer be described as fast. Sometimes, before he could even finish yelling, his fist would have already landed on the enemy's body.

In the blink of an eye, there were only seven guards left!

Deng Fan didn't seem to want to hurt them either, he lightly shook his head at the seven small fry whose faces were ashen, signalling them not to fight anymore, because that wasn't a fight, but a fight to the death.

"F * ck!" Duan Wuxie suddenly cursed, he took out a handgun and pointed it at Deng Fan: "Go to hell!" Before he finished his sentence, he had already pulled the trigger.

He had long been on his guard against Duan Wuxie, and without waiting for Duan Wuxie to shoot, he immediately kicked a stool off the ground and shot towards Duan Wuxie like a concealed weapon.

"Bo!" With a sound, the bullet shattered the wooden chair, and did not land on Deng Fan's body.

AHH!

Duan Wuxie's eyes widened in fear. Just as he reacted, he was kicked to the ground by Deng Fan before he could even move.

After kicking Duan Wuxie, Deng Fan then rode on his body again, waving his fists to hit Duan Wuxie, his left and right hands alternately hitting Duan Wuxie's head, and not long after, his fists were dyed red with blood.

The Duan Wuxie lying on the ground was already completely lifeless at this time, but Deng Fan still did not stop, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart before stopping.

"Stop!" Suddenly, someone shouted from behind Deng Fan, "If you don't stop, I'll shoot!"

At this time, Deng Fan also noticed that Duan Wuxie was no longer breathing.

"Who the hell are you?" An old man with white hair pointed his gun at Deng Fan and asked.

Deng Fan had already put life and death on the line, so after hearing that, he slowly stood up and turned around to look at the old man, and lightly said: "Why didn't you open fire? Shoot right here and I'll be dead in one shot. Don't waste the bullets. " He patted his heart.

To Deng Fan, at this moment, death was life. Life was even worse than death.

He thought that since Duan Wuxie was already dead, he should go and accompany Du Xue.

However, the white-haired old man did not shoot, he only pointed his gun at Deng Fan and asked, "What enmity does Duan Wuxie have with you? Why do you want to kill him?"

"Today, even if we don't kill anyone, we must kill him!" Deng Fan said.

At this time, one of his subordinates who went down to check on Duan Wuxie lightly shook his head at the white-haired old man, indicating that Duan Wuxie was hopeless.

The white-headed man immediately understood and said to Deng Fan: "I don't care who sent you, since you killed our men, you must take responsibility. If you don't say it now, you can, but I have a way to make you say it. "

"I just want to kill Duan Wuxie and do no harm to any of you. If you want to kill me, you better hurry up." Deng Fan said coldly, "Since I've come here, I've never thought of going back alive."

"White-headed man, what are you hesitating for? Who cares who sent him, hurry up and kill him to take revenge for Duan Wuxie!" said a fat, bald old man.

However, there were some elders who objected, "We can't kill him yet! If we kill him now, who can guarantee that no one will come to kill us? "

"Right, I think it's better to capture him and torture him." An elder suggested.

At once, the crowd began to speak. None of the leaders who were able to take charge stood up and made a decision.

"Alright, I also agree to lock him back in!" With that, the white-haired old man waved his hand and ordered his subordinates behind him, "Seize him!"

"Wait!" Suddenly, a loud and clear male voice came from outside.

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw a man and a woman walking in.

The man was around thirty years old and looked ordinary.

The woman was in her twenties. She had a pretty face and fair skin. She wore a white shirt and a short crimson skirt. Her delicate and exquisite figure made her look extremely enchanting.

When this woman appeared, all the Elders were stunned.

The most shocked person was still Deng Fan. He even thought that he was dreaming, and stared at the woman for a long while before muttering: "Xiao Xue?"

"You are …" The white-haired old man stared at the beautiful woman in a daze. A familiar name could be heard coming from his mouth.

"Madam Lin?" An elder blurted out.

"No, she is Madam Lin's daughter, Du Xue." The one who spoke was Zhou Xin.

"You said she's the eldest miss?" The white-headed old man was shocked speechless.

"That's right, she is the real young miss." Zhou Xin said as he took out a fiery red cane, "This Fire Phoenix Staff is the best proof."

The fire phoenix cane was the meeting treasure of the Mooncloud Assembly and also the symbol of the highest authority. Naturally, no one in the Assembly did not know about it, and no one did not know about it.

However, this cane had been missing for a long time. No one had expected it to suddenly appear at this time.

"This really is the Fire Phoenix Staff!" The white-headed old man immediately walked towards Zhou Xin, anxiously wanting to take the cane to verify its authenticity.

"Could you show me your cane?" The white-haired old man came to Zhou Xin and asked for his help.

"This cane originally belonged to Madam Lin. Now that Madam Lin is no longer here, it should be left in the custody of Eldest Miss. Let Eldest Miss decide!" Zhou Xin then handed the cane over to Du Xue.

Du Xue slowly received the cane, and finally said: "The cane was given to me by mother. The goal is to one day get rid of the evil and reform the Moon Worshipping Conference. Now that the evil being is dead, the Elders are allowed to choose another person to deal with. Only the highest authority has the right to keep the fire phoenix cane. If anyone has any doubts about the authenticity of this Fire Phoenix Staff, I can prove it right now. " With that, he unscrewed the middle of the cane, took out a piece of white paper, and showed it to the Elders.

On one side of the white paper were a number of people's names written in black, and on the other, red fingerprints.

Du Xue continued: "On this piece of paper, the names of all the Elders of the Moon Worship Guild are recorded, and they have even left a finger mark. Anyone who doubts this may come over to take a closer look." With that, she spread the white paper on the table.

While the elders were studying the list of names, Deng Fan, who was still in the dark, slowly walked to Du Xue's side and stared at her in a daze. After a long while, he finally opened his mouth slightly and said, "You … is it really Du Xue? "

"Big Brother Du, I'm very sorry. I've been using you." Du Xue said blandly, a complicated expression in her eyes as she looked at Deng Fan.

"You are not... already dead? " Deng Fan was even more surprised.

Du Xue shook her head, and said with the same indifferent tone: "What you see is only an illusion."

"No …" "Impossible!" Deng Fan shook his head vigorously, "I don't believe it! Are your feelings for me real or not? Or have you always been acting? "

Du Xue did not answer Deng Fan's question. Instead, her eyes drooped down slightly.