A group of guys who had just woken up were stunned for a moment before yelling and raising their weapons, charging towards Gao Xuan.

What surprised everyone was that Gao Xuan didn't turn and run, but stood there very calmly.

The few guys in the front were somewhat hesitant instead; they relied on numbers to bully others. In a gang fight, it's always a crowd against a few.

Most of them just shouted without much skill.

When faced with someone like Gao Xuan, who doesn't play by the rules, they always felt a bit guilty. Of course, among such a large group, there were sure to be those who weren't afraid of trouble.

Two young and thin guys from the back rushed in, both with fierce looks in their eyes, wielding steel pipes as they swung at Gao Xuan.

Ordinary people's sense of spatial distance is generally average, boxers develop a strong sense of space only after long training, but even so, it's only relative to ordinary people.

On the ring, it often happens that boxers get KO'd by a punch. It shows that even a boxer's reaction and judgment can go wrong; in intense battles, they rely purely on trained instincts.

So even a boxer facing a regular person with a weapon, can't say for sure they can accurately knock the weapon away.

But Gao Xuan was different. Although his Spiritual Power couldn't be projected outward, his thinking and reaction speed were a hundred times faster than ordinary people. Just this advantage alone allowed him to make the most correct judgment in chaotic situations.

Although the two guys were fierce, it was obvious they hadn't trained. They acted purely out of a violent impulse. Swinging the steel pipes ferociously yet leaving their chest and face exposed.

Gao Xuan stepped forward quickly, slapped one in the face, sending him flying.

Such immense Power, the slender body of the other person couldn't withstand. He fainted mid-air.

Gao Xuan naturally turned his body and kicked sideways, hitting the other guy on the ribs.

He heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the guy immediately crumpled. Gao Xuan hadn't even used one-third of his strength, yet he broke at least four ribs.

If he used more force, he could have kicked him to death on the spot.

Gao Xuan casually snatched the steel pipe from that guy's hand and swung it violently toward another guy beside him. That person didn't dodge in time, and the shin bone of his leg was hit and broken.

The shin bones here are densely packed with nerves, and there's only a layer of skin. Normally just a touch is extremely painful, let alone being directly broken.

The person clutched his leg and rolled on the ground in pain, his screams extremely tragic.

In the blink of an eye, three were knocked down, leaving Fatty Hu somewhat bewildered. He knew Gao Xuan practiced boxing, but this was too fierce.

Before Fatty Hu could figure it out, Gao Xuan began to wield the steel pipe fiercely.

Even if his body and Spirit didn't sync, his reaction and judgment were far superior to this group. Besides, he was a Sword Dao Grandmaster.

Without Extraordinary Power, it was just simple physical combat, and his Martial Arts skills weren't something a bunch of scoundrels could compare to.

When he swung the steel pipe down, he gave the others no chance to dodge. It was like a boxing champ beating up kindergarten kids, with no room for luck.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen people were lying on the ground, each clutching an arm or leg and wailing in agony.

Fatty Hu was a bit panicked, slowly retreating while his fat cheeks trembled.

It was a cool autumn night, yet he was sweating like rain. His tight-fitting T-shirt was drenched in sweat, front and back.

"You're sweating quite a bit; is the water leaking from your brain?"

Gao Xuan approached step by step, not in a hurry to strike.

Fatty Hu wiped the sweat from his face, and with a hard-eyed glance, he said, "If you dare to touch me, you're dead. Do you know my Brother Dong? He has thousands under his command..."

Fatty Hu actually wanted to beg for mercy but with his boys lying around, he couldn't lose face to beg.

In the underworld, it's all about face. He'd rather have his leg broken than be a coward now. Otherwise, what face would he have to lead his boys in the future?

Gao Xuan also chuckled, "I like you villains with backbone."

Taking advantage of Gao Xuan talking, Fatty Hu's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and he lunged with a dagger at Gao Xuan.

As Fatty Hu moved, Gao Xuan's steel pipe also swung fiercely onto Fatty Hu's fat cheek.

The one-meter hollow steel pipe was deformed by Gao Xuan's hit.

Fatty Hu's plump face swelled up rapidly, and the sharp pain made his head buzz, with golden lights flickering in front. When he regained consciousness, his mouth felt swollen and numb with many foreign objects, making him vomit involuntarily.

Blood mixed with shattered teeth sprayed all over the ground.

As Fatty Hu raised his head, before he could beg for mercy, the steel pipe came down again, shattering the teeth on the other side.

Fatty Hu's head felt like it was exploding; he couldn't even muster the strength to scream. He just stood there dumbly.

After quite a while, Fatty Hu came back to his senses. His cheeks were swollen purple such that they almost sealed his eyes. The intense pain shattered his will, and he started to wail miserably.

Seeing through a narrow slit, Fatty Hu found Gao Xuan still standing in front of him. Terrified, his legs turned weak, and he knelt down on the spot.

Gao Xuan said to Fatty Hu, "You know, I like bad guys. Without bad guys, who would I bully? Without bullying, life would be so dull."

He further scolded, "You're not a qualified villain, yelling like a woman, having no backbone, got beaten and then knelt. That's not right."

Gao Xuan threw the steel pipe on the ground, "After you go back, tell your boss, we'll keep playing. No backing down."

He paused and curiously asked, "You guys won't go to the police, will you?"

Fatty Hu quickly shook his head, "We're from the underworld, we follow the rules. We won't call the police, absolutely not."

His purple, swollen face was bigger than a pig's head, and his teeth were all shattered. His speech was garbled, looking rather comical.

Gao Xuan didn't care, "Even if you report it, it doesn't matter; a dozen of you got beaten by just me, the police wouldn't believe it."

After Gao Xuan left, Fatty Hu clutched his face and moaned for a long time before he could barely recover.

More than a dozen people, all ended up with broken bones. Helpless, they called a few more guys to drive over and take away the injured.

Fatty Hu's teeth were all shattered, and even his jawbone was cracked, making it quite a serious injury.

After some simple treatment at the hospital and two shots of anesthesia, the pain barely stopped.

Yan Dong, who rushed over upon hearing the news, was both angry and shocked seeing his little brothers in such a miserable state.

He asked Fatty Hu, "What happened, how many were there?"

Fatty Hu, with all his teeth gone and after being given anesthesia, couldn't use his tongue well. He could only mumble incoherently.

It made Yan Dong listen very impatiently. Fortunately, there were other beaten underlings around, and a quick-witted one recounted the whole thing.

After hearing it, Yan Dong was even more surprised, "One guy took on a bunch of you? Did that guy have three heads and six arms?"

This whole thing sounded a bit fantasy-like.

Even if the other person was a professional boxer, a group of people with weapons surrounding and attacking him ought to prevail. This is just nonsense.

Yan Dong rose through the ranks from the very bottom, spending his life fighting and being ruthless. He doesn't believe in top-notch experts.

No matter how skilled, they are still human, a stab will surely draw blood. How many can they fight off? When a dozen people go at someone in chaos, even the greatest expert would get beaten to death.

Ultimately, it comes down to his subordinates being incompetent.

Yan Dong was furious. Right when Dongxing Company is about to make a name for itself, his subordinates drop the ball.

If outsiders found out, wouldn't Dongxing Company become a laughing stock?

Yan Dong knows very well that someone like him, without any foundation, can only stand firm by being ruthless and fierce enough to make everyone afraid of him.

However, he can't cross the line. Crossing the line might get him crushed instantly.

In this trade, you dance around the line of the law, making a living by the bloodied edge of the blade.

He has no choice; he wasn't good at studying, lacked technical skills, and had no family background or connections. To make fast money, this was the road he had to take.

Last night, Li Hao called him, and he very boldly said to talk in a few days.

But it turned out his men got severely beaten by a security guard. This was such a disgrace.

Yan Dong has a long face with narrow eyes, slicked-back hair, and rough skin, giving him a vicious look.

His sullen expression was even more frightening.

Yan Dong is the boss of the company, reportedly carrying a few lives on his back, and is very respected within the company.

Seeing Yan Dong like this, the underlings didn't dare to utter a word.

Fatty Hu originally wanted to relay the things Gao Xuan said, but now didn't dare to speak up.

Though Yan Dong was annoyed, the subordinates were already miserable enough; he couldn't punish them further.

Medical expenses would be a considerable cost, and he couldn't ignore them. Otherwise, who would risk their lives for him in the future?

Yan Dong left with a sullen face, and once in the car, he called Yan Xing. Yan Xing is his biological brother, and the two gained wealth through smuggling because they dared to fight and kill.

The smuggling business was too risky, so the two brothers went back to their hometown and opened a security company. They had someone in the family working in the legal system, so they had some backing.

Yan Xing had plenty of sly ideas and would hire fifteen or sixteen-year-old punks to stir up trouble for chosen targets.

Their first target was the vegetable market. The youth repeatedly caused disturbances and even injured some people. But since they were minors, they'd just be detained and educated for a few days.

This outcome made the youth lose even more respect for the law.

The vegetable market couldn't stand the harassment anymore; the losses from fighting these hooligans were too great. So collectively, they gathered some funds and hired people from Dongxing Company to serve as security.

Using such sleazy hooligan tactics, Dongxing Company obtained quite a sum in security fees.

Yan Xing was smart and chose targets very cautiously, avoiding provoking those big reputable local companies or organizations.

As their power grew, so did their ambitions. They set their eyes on Cloud Bar.

But on consecutive days, when they tried to cause trouble, they were stopped by a security guard. When they tried to teach the guard a lesson, the whole group got thrashed by the guard.

Yan Dong felt the situation was severe. If this went on, who would still fear Dongxing Company?

In this line of work, once you have a fierce reputation, you don't even have to do anything bad to earn money. Without it, no one fears you, and things get tough.

Yan Dong went back to the company and found Yan Xing, and the brothers started to discuss countermeasures.

"Originally, we wanted to scare Li Hao into coughing up some money. Now look what's happened."

Yan Dong said viciously, "Only by killing that brat can we establish our prestige."

"Who will go and kill?" Yan Xing retorted.

Yan Dong was silent for a long time: "Why don't we hire a hitman?"

Yan Xing replied irritably, "You think this is a movie? Where are we getting a hitman? Who would take murder as a profession? If such a madman did exist, they'd have been killed long ago."

In their younger days, they could rely on their murderous impulse, robbing and killing with guns. But that was at sea, where there were no other people, and no law.

But at this age, with a family, in this environment, what do they have to commit murder?

The two brothers sat in silence, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Yan Dong, being more ruthless, gritted his teeth and said, "I still have two guns hidden. Tonight, I'll take some guys to take out that kid. Get a young one to take the blame…"

"That's murder; if the kid gets beaten inside, he'll recant."

Yan Xing shook his head, saying, "We don't have the resources to handle the whole process."

"Then what do we do? Let that brat walk and lose face? Do we just give up?" Yan Dong retorted.

"No matter how good the kid is at fighting, he has family and friends. Let's go intimidate them; I bet he'll back down…" Yan Xing said sinisterly.

"Alright, that could work." Yan Dong nodded, finding the idea to be a good one.

While the brothers were discussing, they suddenly heard someone shouting at the door.

Then, there was a loud bang, and the office's glass wall shattered violently, with a person flying into the office with shards of broken glass.

They took a closer look and saw it was the sneaky company accountant.

Yan Dong and Yan Xing were stunned, wondering what was happening.

Gao Xuan pushed open the glass door and entered, smiling at the brothers Yan Dong and Yan Xing: "You must be Yan Dong and Yan Xing. Let me introduce myself; I'm Gao Xuan. Heard you were looking for me, so I came on my own..."

Yan Dong and Yan Xing were even more astonished, wondering if even security guards were this audacious now. Didn't anyone obey the law anymore?

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