Huang Kui’s men on the boat were dumbfounded as they watched the scene unfold. They didn’t react until the boat had sailed about twenty meters away, at which point the first boat immediately put their bamboo poles in the water and stopped. Several guys cursed at Chen Pi on the shore, while others jumped into the water to chase after him.
Chen Pi on the shore already had murder in his eyes, and ignored them all. He desperately tugged at the clawed hook’s rope and pulled the hitmen’s leader to shore, as if he was pulling the boatmen’s tow-rope.
The nine-clawed hook was a very precise weapon. The tighter the rope was pulled, the more the claws contracted. Although the hitmen’s leader was very strong, swimming in the water meant he didn’t have any purchase like Chen Pi did. Chen Pi had found a tree on the shore to wrap the rope around and give himself leverage as he engaged in his tug-of-war. In addition, the pain that the clawed hook was inflicting on the leader’s face also made it difficult for him to resist. In the face of the clawed hook’s strength, the leader had no choice but to rush ashore. When he flipped over and landed on shore, Chen Pi silently lifted Shuixiang’s pistol and fired.
The hitmen’s leader was dazed after being dragged ashore, but he managed to roll back into the water when he saw the gun pointed at his head. The bullet almost grazed his shoulder, but the fierce momentum still managed to tear half his face off. Before he had a chance to feel the pain, Chen Pi went up to the shore, faced the shadow in the water, and fired three more times. The bullets were used up in an instant.
At this time, the water under Chen Pi exploded, and a Huang Kui guy rushed up out of the water. The short knife he held in a reverse grip almost lodged itself in Chen Pi’s stomach, but Chen Pi’s legs were too fast. The knife hadn’t yet been lifted when Chen Pi had already raised his leg and stepped on the blade. When the sole of his foot pressed down, the blade twisted aside. He stepped on the back of the Huang Kui guy’s knee, pulled out one of his pineapple knives, and slammed it into the guy’s ear.
Brain matter coated the pineapple knife as it was pulled out.
Chen Pi looked back and saw that the hitmen’s leader with his half torn-off face and more than a dozen Huang Kui guys had finally made it out of the water and had all taken out their weapons. The leader’s eyes were blood red, and the medicinal properties of the Huang Kui soup were already starting to show. He was about to say something to Chen Pi, but Chen Pi flung his nine-clawed hook out again, and immediately grabbed the leader’s head. This time, the hitmen’s leader immediately grabbed the clawed hook’s rope with his hands, pulled it with all his strength, and tried to remove the claw while shouting, “Let go! I’m bleeding!”
But this hook contracted and loosened based on the strength exerted on the rope and the claw’s mechanism. Although it was very simple to learn, you had to know the trick to loosen it. The hitmen’s leader wouldn’t be able to remove it himself. Chen Pi sneered and tied the clawed hook’s rope to his waist, “If I let you go, you’ll run. I have to end this hundred-coin job today.”
The leader yelled, “Run?! You bastard, when have I ever run?!” In an unexpected move, he used his own skull to press the hook in the opposite direction, causing it to deform and loosen. The leader pulled on it, took out his pistol, shook off the water, and fired twice at Chen Pi, who instantly jumped into the Yangtze River. The leader yanked on the rope and pulled him out again, but a quick glance showed that it wasn’t Chen Pi. Instead, it was the string of heads he usually wore around his waist.
Behind the hitmen’s leader, Chen Pi immediately sprang up and rushed towards him. The Huang Kui guys immediately shouted a warning, and the leader flipped the gun around and fired a volley of shots. Chen Pi instantly swung left. His upper body tilted at an angle that was practically impossible for humans to maintain, which enabled him to evade all the bullets. As the leader twisted his whole body to turn around, Chen Pi rolled over, took out the second pistol, shook off the water, and fired. The leader actually avoided the bullet using almost the exact same action as Chen Pi did.
Practically all of Chen Pi’s body was pressed to the ground, making him look just like a snake as he rolled around. He suddenly accelerated as he shuttled across the ground, and all the leader’s bullets missed him. By this time, Chen Pi had rolled to the left of the leader and used all his remaining strength to shoot towards the leader like exploding shrapnel.
The hitmen’s leader reacted the exact same way.
As they rushed towards each other, they both took out their knives. The hitmen’s leader was very strong, and he thrust out with his knife to block Chen Pi’s hands. As he was pushed back, Chen Pi grabbed his wrist. He swept the leader’s legs out from under him and used his body weight to twist the leader’s arm. As the leader rolled over with the momentum, he used his other hand to stab Chen Pi’s leg with the nine-clawed hook.
Chen Pi’s leg went weak with the pain, and he grabbed the nine-clawed hook. Just as he extricated himself, all the Huang Kui guys rushed over. Chen Pi shrunk down and rolled into the crowd, avoiding the disorderly knives while managing to stab three of the opponent’s knees.
Three people screamed and fell over. The hitmen’s leader yanked on the clawed hook’s rope and pulled Chen Pi out of the crowd. Chen Pi grabbed the claw’s mechanism and separated it from the rope, stopping his forward momentum.
He turned over and looked at the bloody wound on his leg with eyes that had turned dull and feverish. He gave a strange smile and looked at the hitmen’s leader. “Feeling old?”
MereBear's Translation 
Thank you for the chapter.
Nice little fight.
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