Outside the gate of an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, emanating an unnatural aura of strength. Behind him, aside from two men who appeared exceptionally fierce, the rest were dressed like typical street thugs.
“Brother Lun, the brothers have been waiting for a long time already. The person you mentioned still hasn’t shown up. Why don’t you let us have a little fun with that pretty girl…”
Looking at the middle-aged man who was putting on such an air of superiority, a scar-faced thug crushed his cigarette butt angrily on the ground, stood up, and shouted toward the man.
“I’ve already said, not a single one of you can touch that woman. If anything happens to her, I’ll make sure you regret ever being born into this world. Our target is that man, not this woman!”
Referred to as Brother Lun, this man had once been a major figure in the underworld. Back then, no one would have dared not to know who Brother Lun was. However, in recent years, there had been few sightings of him. Many speculated whether he had retired from the underworld or had been taken under the wing of some powerful faction. But these thugs weren’t too clear about that…
“I only call you Brother Lun out of respect. What are you putting on airs for? Today, I’m going to have my way with that woman whether you like it or not. What are you going to do about it?!”
Unable to stand the middle-aged man’s serious expression any longer, the scar-faced thug waved his hand and pretended to walk into the factory. In his eyes, this man was no different from himself—just someone who got paid to solve problems. So why should he take orders from him?
“If you dare to take another half step forward, I’ll show you exactly what I can do to you!”
The middle-aged man’s lips curled into a cold smirk. Back when he was dominating the Beijing underworld, this young punk probably hadn’t even emerged from wherever hole he had been hiding. Now this kid had the audacity to show off in front of him—truly unaware of how many eyes the god of war possessed.
“You dare threaten me? Do you think I was born to be scared? Brothers, follow me in! You’ve been craving that girl like mad, right? Today your big brother will take you in for some fun!”
Although feeling the pressure from the man’s aura, the scar-faced thug merely swallowed hard and dismissed the threat as idle chatter. He didn’t believe this man could do anything to him. After all, his people outnumbered the middle-aged man’s men.
But soon he would learn an important lesson—that strength doesn’t always equate to numbers. Just as he took his first step forward, a chilling sensation shot through his arm, followed by an unbearable pain spreading throughout his entire body…
Blood streamed down his arm. The scarred man’s mouth gaped wide open, sweat instantly covering his forehead. He hadn’t even seen the man move, and now his right arm was barely connected by a few strands of sinew and bone!
“I warned you—don’t get any wild ideas. This time, it was just your arm. Next time, it won’t be so simple…”
The sharp dagger hadn’t touched a single drop of blood. The middle-aged man looked at the blade the way a father would gaze at his child—tenderly and carefully wiping it clean. His smirk became even more sinister.
The others stared at the scarred man’s agonized expression, unsure of what to do next. The man’s speed had genuinely startled them. Was this middle-aged man even human?
The atmosphere suddenly turned eerie. What had been a peaceful gathering of people quickly turned into hostility. Of course, this conflict was one-sided. The middle-aged man’s side, with only three men, had clearly taken control.
“It seems I haven’t missed a good show. I wonder if my sudden arrival has disturbed you all…”
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a cold and mocking voice suddenly echoed from the air. The previously relaxed expression on the middle-aged man’s face instantly tensed. His brows furrowed tightly as his gaze shifted toward a dark corner.
Xiao Yufan slowly stepped out from the shadows, looking at the people gathered at the gate. A cruel smile crept onto his lips. He hadn’t expected to be so lucky as to witness such an entertaining scene under these circumstances.
“The chairman of Huisheng Enterprise, a scion of the Situ family—so you also enjoy engaging in such underhanded dealings…”
The middle-aged man sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Xiao Yufan. His dagger subtly shifted in his palm, ready for any sudden action. For Xiao Yufan to dare appear here alone, either he was arrogant beyond reason or possessed formidable strength.
Upon seeing Xiao Yufan’s arrival, the thugs’ eyes lit up. To wrest something valuable from the hands of someone like the head of Huisheng Enterprise would be enough to allow them to live comfortably for years. How could they possibly remain indifferent?
“Where’s the money we asked for? Hand it over quickly, or you won’t be taking that woman with you…”
“How annoying. Do you even have the right to speak here?” Xiao Yufan’s eyes chilled instantly. Before the thug could react, Xiao Yufan had already moved. His fists slammed mercilessly into the thug’s chest.
The man was sent flying a great distance. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his expression turned extremely terrified. He felt as if his internal organs had been shattered. The sensation nearly caused him to suffocate.
“Damn, he’s brutal!” Everyone inhaled sharply. Xiao Yufan’s seemingly effortless punch had sent a man flying. This seemed even more terrifying than the middle-aged man’s earlier move.
“Do you plan to take the woman away empty-handed? That’s too arrogant of you. Do you think I can’t make that woman disappear right now…”
The middle-aged man’s sense of danger intensified. He instinctively took a couple of steps backward, hoping to increase the distance between himself and Xiao Yufan. However, thinking about the fact that Qin Menglu was still in their hands, he felt slightly reassured.
“You’re after more than just money. Who exactly sent you? Why go to such trouble when dealing with me…”
Outside the gates of an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, a middle-aged man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an aura of dominance that seemed almost unnatural. Behind him, apart from two men who looked exceptionally tough, the rest were dressed like typical street thugs.
“Brother Lun, we’ve been waiting for a long time. The person you mentioned hasn’t shown up yet. Why not let us have some fun with that little beauty?”
One of the thugs, a man with a scar on his face, crushed his cigarette butt on the ground and stood up, shouting at the middle-aged man with a mix of impatience and defiance.
“I’ve told you, no one is to touch that woman. If anything happens to her, I’ll make sure you regret ever being born. Our target is that man, not her!”
The man known as Brother Lun was once a prominent figure in the underworld. In his heyday, mentioning his name would have struck fear into many. However, in recent years, few had heard from him, leading to speculation that he might have retired or been absorbed into another faction. The thugs, however, were not privy to these details.
“I call you Brother Lun out of respect, but don’t you dare put on airs with me. Today, I’m going to have that woman, and there’s nothing you can do about it!”
Unable to tolerate the middle-aged man’s stern demeanor, the scar-faced thug waved his hand dismissively and made a move toward the factory. In his eyes, this man was no different from himself—just someone hired to do a job. Why should he have any authority over him?
“Take one more step, and I’ll show you exactly what I can do.”
A cold smile played on the middle-aged man’s lips. When he was wreaking havoc in Beijing, this young punk was probably still in diapers. Now, he dared to act tough in front of him? Clearly, he didn’t know who he was dealing with.
“You think you can scare me? Do you think I was born yesterday? Brothers, follow me in. You’ve been dying for that girl, haven’t you? I’ll take you in for some fun!”
Despite feeling the pressure from the middle-aged man’s aura, the scar-faced thug merely swallowed hard and brushed off the threat. He didn’t believe this man could do anything to him. After all, he had more men on his side.
But soon, he learned a harsh lesson: strength is not always proportional to numbers. The moment his foot touched the ground, he felt a cool sensation on his arm, followed by excruciating pain that spread throughout his body.
Blood streamed down his arm as the scar-faced thug’s mouth gaped open, cold sweat instantly drenching his forehead. He hadn’t even seen the man move, yet his right arm was now hanging by a thread of flesh and bone.
“I warned you not to have any ill intentions. This time, it’s your arm. Next time, it won’t be so simple…”
The sharp dagger in the middle-aged man’s hand was spotless, not a drop of blood on it. He looked at the blade as if it were his own child, carefully wiping it clean. The smile on his lips grew even more sinister.
The others stared at the scar-faced thug’s twisted expression, unsure of what to do. The speed at which the middle-aged man had acted had shocked them. Was this man even human?
The atmosphere grew eerily tense. What had been a relatively peaceful group had turned hostile in an instant. However, this hostility was one-sided, as the middle-aged man and his two companions clearly held the upper hand.
“It seems I haven’t missed the show. I hope my sudden arrival hasn’t interrupted anything.”
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, a cold, mocking voice echoed through the air. The middle-aged man, who had been somewhat relaxed, immediately tensed up, his brows furrowing as his gaze shifted to a dark corner of the space.
Xiao Yufan slowly emerged from the shadows, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he observed the group at the gate. He hadn’t expected to stumble upon such a scene, but he wasn’t about to complain.
“The chairman of Brilliant Enterprises, the young master of the Situ family—I never thought you’d stoop to such underhanded tactics.”
The middle-aged man felt a dangerous aura emanating from Xiao Yufan. His dagger slid silently into his palm, ready for any sudden moves. Xiao Yufan’s boldness in appearing alone suggested either overconfidence or genuine strength.
Upon seeing Xiao Yufan, the thugs’ eyes lit up. The chance to squeeze something out of the head of Brilliant Enterprises was too good to pass up. They could live comfortably for years with just a fraction of his wealth.
“Where’s the money? Hand it over, or you’re not taking that woman with you!”
“Shut up! Who gave you the right to speak?” Xiao Yufan’s eyes turned icy. Before the thug could react, Xiao Yufan had already closed the distance, his fists slamming into the man’s chest.
The thug was sent flying, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes widened in terror as he felt as though his internal organs had been shattered. The pain was suffocating.
“That’s brutal!” Everyone gasped. Xiao Yufan’s seemingly effortless punch had sent a man flying, making the middle-aged man’s earlier display seem tame in comparison.
“Do you really think you can take her back empty-handed? Don’t be so arrogant. I can make that woman disappear right now.”
The middle-aged man’s sense of danger grew stronger. He took a couple of steps back, trying to put more distance between himself and Xiao Yufan. However, the thought that Qin Menglu was still in their hands gave him a slight sense of security.
“What you’re after isn’t money, is it? Who sent you? If you wanted to deal with me, why go through all this trouble?”
Xiao Yufan was in no mood for small talk. If it weren’t for his concern for Menglu, these people wouldn’t even be worth his time. He wanted to know who was behind this, but before he could finish his sentence, the two men beside the middle-aged man sprang into action. Although Xiao Yufan didn’t underestimate them, he was quick to react.
“Your speed isn’t bad, but your strength is far from enough.”
With a cold snort, Xiao Yufan’s arms collided with the two men’s bodies, instantly numbing them. It was clear that these two were no ordinary thugs.
A year ago, facing these two military-trained fighters might have been a challenge for Xiao Yufan. But now, even the elite of special forces were nothing more than ordinary in his eyes. These two were only slightly stronger than the average person.
“Your speed isn’t bad, but your explosive power is still far from sufficient…”
With a cold snort, Xiao Yufan’s arms collided directly with their bodies. A numbing sensation instantly spread through his limbs. It was clear that these two were no ordinary men.
A year ago, facing two opponents with military backgrounds might have left him somewhat strained. But now, even elite special forces warriors wouldn’t be much of a challenge to him. These two were only slightly stronger than average men.
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