Chapter 121 【Satan and The Butcher】Double Chapter

Perhaps because the weather had turned cooler, the seaside at night was exceptionally desolate, with no couples strolling hand in hand left on the beach. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks in relentless succession pierced sharply through the darkness.

A burly man with a crew cut, wearing a black tank top, sat on a rock by the shore, holding a bottle of vodka and drinking it in large gulps.

If anyone had been watching him, they would have realized he wasn’t sipping alcohol—he was chugging it like water. Vodka is famously potent, and even someone with a high tolerance would quickly become intoxicated drinking it that way.

Yet after finishing the entire bottle, he remained completely unfazed.

Seeing the bottle was empty, he casually tossed it into the sea, stood up, and strode toward a distant villa.

“Ah…”

As he approached the villa’s entrance, he clearly heard women moaning from inside—not just one, but several.

He shook his head, pushed open the villa’s door, and walked straight in.

In the main hall, five equally burly men were naked, each mounted atop a curvaceous woman, frantically thrusting their hips in unrestrained pleasure.

Beside them, two other men lounged lazily on a sofa, smoking marijuana. Their blissful expressions suggested they were even more relaxed than those engaged in vigorous physical exertion.

The man seemed entirely accustomed to such scenes and said nothing. Instead, he walked directly to the liquor cabinet, grabbed another bottle of vodka, and began chugging it.

About ten minutes later, all the men ceased their activity and sent the women upstairs.

“Put your damn pants on!” the vodka-drinking man ordered coldly, his distinct British accent cutting through the air.

The others appeared visibly intimidated and hastily pulled on their trousers. Even the two marijuana smokers stopped mid-puff; all now sat upright on the sofas, eyes fixed on the vodka-drinking man.

“Captain, what’s wrong? You look really upset!” The speaker was a skinny man—once strong and muscular, but years of marijuana use had steadily eroded his physique.

The man he called “Captain” was Jack, deputy leader of the Satan Mercenary Group and its operational commander in Hong Kong. Upon arriving in Hong Kong, the Satan Mercenary Group had eliminated Ling Yongbing’s elite Red Star Gang forces without suffering a single casualty—a resounding, decisive victory.

“Damn it, can’t you smoke less of that shit? Keep this up, and you won’t even be fit to serve as a sniper anymore—I’ll personally kick your ass out of the unit!” Jack glared coldly at the skinny man. “I just got a call from the boss. Our headquarters has been attacked!”

“What?” Almost everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Which son of a bitch dared attack our headquarters?”

Though the Satan Mercenary Group wasn’t considered a superpower in the mercenary world, its members’ individual combat prowess ranked among the strongest—making it a first-tier mercenary organization. In that world, launching an assault on a first-tier group’s headquarters—or even killing its members—constituted a major incident.

“It was Butcher,” Jack said, his voice low and heavy.

“Butcher?” At that name, everyone’s expressions shifted instantly.

Butcher was a rising star in the mercenary world, famed for extraordinary individual combat skills. He’d rapidly gained notoriety and founded his own mercenary group: Long Teng.

People in the mercenary world knew only that Butcher was Chinese; his past remained shrouded in mystery.

Clearly, everyone present—including Jack—had heard of Butcher, and each harbored a trace of fear.

Butcher had shot to fame after his first mercenary mission. According to underground rumors, on that debut assignment, he single-handedly wiped out an entire pirate organization in Southeast Asia.

Eradicating a full pirate organization alone was unprecedented in mercenary history—and that feat catapulted Butcher to global prominence, making him the most celebrated rising star in the field.

“Captain, we’ve had no conflict with Butcher. Why would that son of a bitch attack our headquarters?” The group’s sole sniper—the skinny man—spoke again, his tone laced with resentment.

“How the hell should I know?” Jack sounded thoroughly frustrated. “The boss said Butcher and his Long Teng Mercenary Group destroyed our headquarters in the Strait of Malacca and killed over a dozen of our members!”

His words stunned everyone. The Satan Mercenary Group had only about forty members total—and Butcher had just wiped out more than a dozen. This was a devastating blow—nearly catastrophic.

“Damn it! That son of a bitch Butcher is provoking us! He’s challenging the entire Satan Mercenary Group!” Almost everyone leapt to their feet, faces contorted with fury.

Most mercenaries in the underground world were former elite soldiers—expelled from various national militaries for different reasons before joining mercenary units. They lived day-to-day, constantly risking death. For them, dying wasn’t something to fear.

The saying “competitors are enemies” had held true since ancient times.

While inter-group conflicts were common in the mercenary world, escalating to outright base destruction was rare.

“Regardless of why Butcher attacked us, he will pay for his actions!” Jack declared, a chilling edge of lethal intent sharpening his voice. “The boss spent a fortune investigating Butcher’s past. We discovered he was once part of a secret Chinese military unit. Half a year ago, he beat a high-ranking official’s son into a vegetative state and was discharged from the military. Butcher’s family now consists solely of an elderly grandmother—over eighty years old. The boss wants us to kill her and deliver her head to Long Teng’s headquarters!”

“Let’s fucking do it! Otherwise, he’ll think the Satan Mercenary Group is easy to bully!” Everyone roared in unison.

“Butcher’s hometown is in a province in China. We’ll leave Hong Kong tomorrow, head there to eliminate his grandmother, then rendezvous with the boss at our Central Asia branch—there’s a mission waiting.” Jack issued the orders coldly, adding, “From now on, if anyone here is caught with women or marijuana, I’ll send them straight to meet Satan!”

Had Gu Feng been present to hear Jack’s words, he would have instantly deduced that the man known as Butcher could only be his lifelong best friend—Monkey.

Because Monkey’s background matched Jack’s description exactly. What Jack didn’t know was that when Monkey had left the country, the patriarch of the Gu family had secretly placed Monkey’s grandmother under protective custody.

“Captain, what about the women upstairs?” someone asked.

“Send them to meet Satan. Blame it on them being Chinese—just like Butcher!” Jack’s expression twisted into something sinister.

“Heh, I’ll take care of those bitches!” The sniper sneered, snatching a dagger from the table and rushing upstairs.

Having served as a sniper for so long, he hadn’t used a blade to kill in ages—and now he felt an intense, perverse thrill. Earlier, when those women saw his emaciated frame, they’d stared at him with open disdain—enraging him.

“Ah, no…”

A minute later, the second-floor carpet was soaked in blood. All the women lay dead, slain by the sniper’s dagger—one even had her breasts severed.

“Damn Chinese bitches—daring to look down on me? I’ll send you straight to meet Satan!” The sniper perversely licked the blood off the blade and walked downstairs.

While the Satan Mercenary Group plotted their next move, Gu Feng arrived at the residence where Chen Yuan and the others were staying—accompanied by Stone and Tiedan.

The property Old Boss had purchased for Chen Yuan and her team wasn’t located in a bustling district, but in a relatively remote area—a defunct food factory that had gone bankrupt. Because it lay somewhat far from the city center, no one had bought the land.

The factory buildings had been renovated and partitioned into multiple rooms. The main hall housed various exercise machines, while an adjacent room featured an indoor shooting range. Soundproofing had been installed throughout—rendering the acoustic insulation exceptionally effective.

When Gu Feng and the others arrived, Antenna—who had gone out to gather intelligence—was the only one absent. All other members of the Black Valley team, including Chen Yuan, were “torturing” the exercise equipment. A few even felt the urge to spar and were already grappling on the green carpet at the hall’s center.

Upon seeing Gu Feng enter with Stone and Tiedan, everyone—including Chen Yuan—turned to face him. Most wore expressions tinged with dissatisfaction.

Clearly, as members of T6, they carried a certain pride—and were none too pleased about Gu Feng’s appointment as their leader.

Gu Feng noticed the challenging looks in their eyes—but neither grew angry nor issued a challenge. Instead, he stated coldly, “Ten minutes to select your gear. Assemble in the hall in ten minutes!”

His voice echoed sharply through the space. Everyone looked surprised—then quickly lit up with excitement. For them, receiving a mission was pure delight; otherwise, they’d have been bored stiff.

Including Chen Yuan, all rushed to the armory—a storage room stocked with various individual combat weapons—each selecting their preferred gear, a privilege they found deeply satisfying. In the past, though their equipment had been decent, they’d never enjoyed such freedom of choice.

In their memory, only legendary T7 unit members had ever been granted unrestricted weapon selection. Joining T7 was the ultimate aspiration for every T6 operative—though the requirements were extraordinarily stringent. Even their leader, Chen Yuan, hadn’t made the cut.

Yet they all understood: Chen Yuan hadn’t entered T7 not due to lack of qualification—but because the unit admitted men only.

“You two go as well. Get me a Type 95 rifle,” Gu Feng told Stone.

Stone hesitated slightly—clearly puzzled as to why Gu Feng would choose a Type 95 over other options. Though standard issue for Chinese special forces, the Type 95 still lagged behind some foreign individual combat weapons in key performance metrics.

Ten minutes later, everyone except Gu Feng stood fully equipped.

Gu Feng could tell at a glance that Chen Yuan and the others wore next-generation helmets and digital backpacks—the world’s current top-tier individual combat gear. Clearly, senior command had invested heavily in this operation.

Looking at the fully armed team before him, Gu Feng nodded in satisfaction, then said seriously, "We're about to take on a mercenary organization from the United Kingdom. Right now, all I know is the location of their hideout. Their numbers, weaponry, and strength are all unknown. So, once the action starts, everyone must be extra cautious and absolutely cannot let their guard down!"

"Yes, Captain Gu!" everyone shouted in unison, their tones brimming with confidence. In their view, equipped with such sophisticated weapons, if they couldn't eliminate a mere mercenary group, they might as well take off their uniforms and go home to raise children. "Move out!" Seeing everyone's high morale, Gu Feng didn't waste any more breath, waved his hand, and barked the order to move out.

Upon hearing Gu Feng's command, everyone quickly lined up and rushed out of the hall.

Three black vans were parked in the courtyard—these were the dedicated operational vehicles for Chen Yuan's team.

Chen Yuan and the others got into the vans in the shortest time possible, and then all three vehicles started simultaneously, driving out of the food factory one after another.

Due to their roles, Chen Yuan and Gu Feng sat in the same van.

"Captain Gu, I'd like to hear your plan," Chen Yuan said coldly, glancing at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng replied with a serious expression, "Eliminate the enemy. Leave no one alive."

Although the Old Boss hadn't told Gu Feng how to deal with such mercenary organizations, in Gu Feng's view, allowing mercenary groups to enter the country was extremely dangerous in itself, and they should be eliminated by all means. Moreover, this mercenary organization from the United Kingdom was hired by Xiang Tianhua.

"Captain Gu, I'm not referring to the upcoming battle," Chen Yuan frowned slightly, showing some dissatisfaction. "I mean the long-term plan."

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, Gu Feng thought for a moment and said, "The higher-ups' intention is simple: without exposing our identities, we need to gather evidence of criminal activities from Hong Kong's three major triad societies, then work with the Hong Kong police to take them down in one fell swoop. Additionally, if the evidence we gather is insufficient, we must do our best to disrupt the criminal activities of the major triad societies."

"Now, I've already taken over the Red Star Gang, which means our future targets are only the Dong Xing Gang and the 14K triad society," Gu Feng added.

Taken over the Red Star Gang?

Inside the van, including Chen Yuan, everyone was shocked by Gu Feng's words.

However, Chen Yuan quickly snapped out of her surprise and pondered, "The higher-ups are worried that if we directly use force to eliminate the triads, it might draw condemnation from international public opinion. So, they want us to keep our identities hidden and avoid using official channels, because both major triad societies also have ties in the legitimate world. Using those connections would expose our identities. Is that what you mean?"

"Correct," Gu Feng gave Chen Yuan an approving look. Her logical thinking was more impressive than he had imagined.

"Then what will you do after taking over the Red Star Gang?" Chen Yuan asked again.

This time, Gu Feng didn't answer her question directly but instead asked, "If you were me, what would you do?"

"Although I don't know how you managed to take over the Red Star Gang, if I were you, I would play the role of an underworld boss well and make the leaders of the Dong Xing and 14K triads believe I'm just another underworld figure," Chen Yuan said thoughtfully.

"And then?" Gu Feng's eyes lit up as he continued to ask.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly and said, "The hatred between the Red Star Gang and the Dong Xing Gang is now irreconcilable. In my opinion, rather than spending time gathering evidence against the Dong Xing Gang, it would be better to sow discord between the Dong Xing Gang and the 14K triad to create evidence. This way, we can not only gather evidence in a short time but also avoid damaging the Red Star Gang, laying the foundation for the Red Star Gang to unify Hong Kong's underworld in the future. After all, if we can control Hong Kong's underworld, it would be good for the city's public safety."

Clearly, Chen Yuan understood that the underworld could only be suppressed; completely eradicating it was impossible. Since ancient times, where there is white, there is black—this is an unchangeable reality.

"Your idea is good," Gu Feng said seriously. "However, gathering evidence and working with the Hong Kong police to take down the two major triad societies is almost impossible."

Gu Feng's words made Chen Yuan pause for a moment before she nodded. "Indeed. The Xiang family has been rooted in Hong Kong for decades, and the 14K triad is backed by several large groups in Southeast Asia. Their connections in the legitimate world are definitely not simple. Do you mean you want to use the underworld to control the underworld, directly letting the Red Star Gang unify Hong Kong's underworld?"

Gu Feng nodded slightly. For now, using the underworld against the underworld was the best approach, provided it could be done while maintaining Hong Kong's public safety.

"Captain Gu, which unit were you in before?" one of the guys beside Gu Feng couldn't help but ask.

Gu Feng gave him a cold glance but didn't answer.

"If I'm not mistaken, you were a member of T7 before, right?" Chen Yuan revealed a complex smile at the corner of her mouth, her cold and beautiful eyes fixed intently on Gu Feng, with a look of unwillingness to yield in her gaze.

Hearing these two words, the expressions of everyone in the van changed dramatically, all looking at Gu Feng with disbelief, eagerly awaiting his answer.

Gu Feng didn't answer Chen Yuan's question but said calmly, "Mercenaries are also divided into different ranks. Tell your subordinates not to underestimate the enemy later. There are plenty of people in mercenary groups who could kill your subordinates. If they encounter a tough opponent and let their guard down, they'll pay a heavy price!"

Gu Feng's voice carried no emotional tone. Although he had reminded Chen Yuan's subordinates earlier in the hall, they all held some dissatisfaction toward him, and it was hard to say whether they had taken his words to heart.

Chen Yuan was a smart woman. Even though Gu Feng didn't directly answer her question, she understood the meaning behind his words. Having guessed Gu Feng's identity, she didn't believe he was exaggerating the enemy's strength to diminish their own morale. After all, tasks like dealing with mercenaries were usually assigned to T7 members. Gu Feng's understanding of mercenaries was something Chen Yuan and the others couldn't match.

"All team members, pay attention. During the operation, give it your absolute all. If anyone affects this mission due to personal reasons, they will not be let off lightly!" Chen Yuan coldly issued the command over the radio.

Chen Yuan's command clearly reached the ears of every T6 member. Originally, including Shi Tou and the others, everyone had been somewhat dismissive of the upcoming battle. However, Chen Yuan's words made them cast aside their underestimation of the enemy and instead look forward to the upcoming fight even more.

In the darkness, the three black vans sped away like three black whirlwinds, disappearing at the end of the road.

This was destined to be anything but a peaceful night...

P.S.: Monkey's identity has been revealed. When Monkey and Gu Feng reunite, Monkey will be even more twisted... (The above is free.)