Who would’ve thought Xu Fei could pull out a game-changer like a free transfer contract? Even Huang Chengyun wasn’t afraid anymore.
He’d just caught Wei Xinghuo’s last words, and in a flash, his hand shot out, delivering a resounding slap to Wei Xinghuo’s face.
“You bastard! You’re a military man too, and yet here you are, reduced to a street thug after leaving the army, daring to disrespect Master Jun? What crime should you answer for?”
This slap from Huang Chengyun was, first, to vent for Xu Fei, and second, to bolster his own courage.
Truth be told, even Xu Fei hadn’t expected it. He’d assumed Huang Chengyun, after years away from the military, had long had his edges and fire smoothed out by the outside world.
But now, it seemed he was still the same hot-headed troublemaker from back in the day!
“You… you little punk, you’re too damn bold!”
Wei Xinghuo, like everyone else, came from a military background. In terms of skill, he shouldn’t have been outmatched by Huang Chengyun.
But that contract had hit him like a ton of bricks, throwing him off guard, which let Huang Chengyun get the upper hand.
Though Wei Xinghuo didn’t quite know who this guy was, it was obvious from his demeanor that he was just one of Xu Fei’s lackeys.
To think that he, a big shot in this part of town, had been slapped by some underling brought by his enemy, how could Wei Xinghuo swallow that humiliation?
In an instant, he threw a punch right back.
Facing this sudden attack, Huang Chengyun struggled to keep up. After leaving the military, he’d gone into real estate, and his combat skills had understandably rusted.
But at the critical moment, Xu Fei was there, keeping watch from behind.
Seeing Huang Chengyun falter, he stepped in decisively.
Snap!
With a light sound, Xu Fei effortlessly caught Wei Xinghuo’s fist in his palm. No matter how hard Wei Xinghuo strained, he felt trapped, unable to advance or retreat.
“With skills like that, you’re a big shot around here? Maybe you’ve been spending too much energy on women’s bellies!”
With a casual flick, Xu Fei let go. Wei Xinghuo, who’d been pulling back with all his might, lost his balance and stumbled backward. Xu Fei followed up with a swift kick, shadow-fast.
Thud, thud, thud!
Three muffled impacts rang out as Wei Xinghuo, sent flying like a cannonball, crashed through three walls in a row before slamming into a thick load-bearing wall and coming to a stop.
“Boss!”
At the sight, Wang Zhao and the others were stunned. It took them a moment to snap out of it before they rushed over, scrambling to dig Wei Xinghuo out of the rubble and broken bricks.
“Boss, this guy’s gone too far. Should we grab some weapons…?”
Before Wang Zhao could finish, Wei Xinghuo cut him off.
“Hold it! This is Wangjing Tower, right in the busy district. If you call in guys with weapons and someone snaps a photo or posts evidence online, even my godfather won’t be able to bail us out!”
“Then… then what do we do? We can’t just let this guy walk away scot-free, can we?”
Wang Zhao was itching with frustration, and Wei Xinghuo was no less furious, struggling to swallow his pride. Suddenly, a cunning idea seemed to spark in his mind.
