A primary school student understood the meaning of this sentence. Xiao Bing had been struggling all these years, and how could she not understand it? He was always used to being tolerant and patient with his comrades and friends. Little Brother Mao from the Southern City District had teased him time and time again, but in the end, he only kowtowed a few times and lost some face. He was still intact. Was he afraid of the Black Tiger King? That was definitely not the case. Back then, when he crippled that silkpants from Beijing, who was he afraid of?
Sometimes, leaving a way out for others was equivalent to reducing a lot of trouble and even danger for oneself. Tonight, he walked out of Dynasty Bar with a smile and Wu Yong in his arms. He definitely did not have the benevolent thought of letting go where he could. Some people could be given a way out when they were forced into a desperate situation, while others needed to be beaten to death.
Coincidentally, Wu Yong wasn't one of those who would let Xiao Bing off. When dealing with such a ruthless character, tolerance could easily be misunderstood as cowardice. If you retreated an inch, he would advance an inch. When dealing with someone who was ruthless and sinister, you had to be even more ruthless and sinister than him. Moreover, Xiao Bing had climbed to his current position, so how could he allow this guy to flaunt his power in a prosperous place?
Wu Yong, who was arrogant in the bar, was now under the control of others. He could not use a trace of strength. His face was gloomy as he suppressed his anger. The reason why he did not have the courage to resist was that the warm palm on his neck was overflowing with endless coldness, piercing into his heart. It was as if he had the slightest intention to act rashly, the people around him would kill him.
Under countless gazes, the best of the younger generation of the underworld in Hexi Province obediently followed Xiao Bing. At the same time, he planned to find an opportunity to personally cripple the little bastard who dared to attack him. It was fine to fall in secret, but Wu Yong couldn't accept being dragged out of the bar in front of everyone.
In fact, from the bar's lobby to the bar's entrance, Wu Yong had always been paranoid that the recent years were a critical period for Zhao Kun to clear his name. The high and mighty Master Kun was still hoping to become a representative of the Provincial People's Congress next year. How could this storm that belonged to the underworld be blown up? Xiao Bing, who had just taken over, did not have the guts to do anything to him. In the end, the small matter was resolved and everything was calm. However, when he walked out of the bar's door, he suddenly felt a haze that penetrated his heart.
Wu Yong's heart trembled, and he immediately realized that he had estimated wrongly. Xiao Bing seemed to be hugging Wu Yong affectionately, but in fact, he was carrying him. He walked into the parking lot unhurriedly, and two groups of fierce men followed closely behind. They were clearly separated, and occasionally, there would be fierce gazes colliding. The smell of gunpowder was thick, and such a big commotion naturally attracted many people's attention.
Ma Fei wondered how Brother Bing would deal with tonight's matter. Would he just "invite" her out, or would he have a backup plan? He was anticipating and waiting. He hoped that a bloody scene would happen.
"Which car is yours?" Xiao Bing turned to look at Wu Yong, who had an ugly expression on his face, and asked calmly. He didn't look like he was about to explode. Wu Yong was confused and subconsciously pointed at a white Cheetah SUV a few steps away. Xiao Bing's lips curled into a charming smile that could make a woman's heart tremble. The smile was bone-chilling.
He gripped Wu Yong's neck tightly and lifted the 150-pound living person above his head. Then, he took a step forward, crossing a distance that was unimaginable to ordinary people, and arrived in front of the cheetah carriage. The muscles of his raised arm swelled and smashed down with the power of thunder. Everything happened in an extremely short time.
Like a bolt of lightning, Xiao Bing's swift and domineering technique was even more dazzling than the neon lights in the night. Xiao Bing's tall and majestic back was like an unshakable mountain in the hearts of all the onlookers. Everyone was dumbfounded as the heavy sound shook the parking lot.
Wu Yong's head was like a stone falling from a hundred-meter-tall building, smashing into the hood of the cheetah SUV. The smooth hood was dented and distorted, and the white paint cracked into fine lines. Half of the huge bald head seemed to have pierced through the hard hood and smashed into the car engine. It was a shocking sight.
He could clearly hear the ear-piercing sound of his nose bridge collapsing and his cheekbones shattering. Then, the sharp pain in his head turned into thin needles that pierced into his heart. He wanted to scream, but his broken jaw could not move at all. He could only let out a low growl, which was extremely miserable. Xiao Bing's control of his strength was ingenious. It was a fierce and bloody technique. More than a dozen men who had followed Wu Yong for many years were stunned on the spot. Their hearts were also twitching violently. Xiao Bing's hand was still pressing on Wu Yong's neck. He turned his head as if nothing had happened and looked at the frightened men. He calmly said,"Group fight, solo fight, I'll play with you. Come on, be quick.”
The ten or so men were stunned for a moment before they swarmed forward. They were afraid and couldn't lose face. Most of the people who came out to mingle were like this. Ma Fei and the others wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by Xiao Bing's gaze. The group of hot-blooded men who wanted to take out their knives and chop Wu Yong into pieces thought about it. Who was the legendary Brother Bing? He was a pervert who could fight against a hundred alone.
The men charged forward with all their might. The heavy and messy footsteps quickly approached. Their momentum was fierce, as if the ground was shaking. Their sinister and twisted faces looked like they were fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. In fact, these people had heard some rumors about Xiao Bing. They must have been unconvinced, but they were not afraid, afraid, or shocked.
Xiao Bing pressed down on Wu Yong's neck, leaving only his back view for the dozen or so people to see. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the night sky that was stained with some gorgeous colors. He seemed a little arrogant, but no one thought that the cold and calm young man in front of them was brazenly posturing. Wu Yong's miserable appearance made people believe that this young man was very awesome.
Wu!
It sounded like the sound of an iron rod tearing through the air. Everyone was stunned. Xiao Bing's right leg had already moved, and it was more agile than anyone could imagine. The beautiful lights drew a graceful and blurry arc. The burly man who was the first to bear the brunt saw his huge fist about to hit the back of Xiao Bing's head. Suddenly, his shoulder blade seemed to have been hit by a huge rock. An unparalleled force penetrated his body, causing his internal organs to ache. His heart, liver, spleen, and lungs twitched as if they had been shattered into thousands of pieces.
His 180-pound body couldn't withstand the force of Xiao Bing's stomp, and he fell to the ground without any warning. What was even more unbelievable was that the bricks under his body were cracked, and dust flew everywhere. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and he immediately fainted.
When the first person fell, the people behind him were shocked and could not stop. Xiao Bing only moved one leg and continued to kick. The ruthless people who treated life as a normal meal fell miserably one after another with the crisp sound of bones breaking. Finally, there were only three people left on Wu Yong's side. Xiao Bing turned around and threw Wu Yong, whose face was too horrible to look at, at their feet.
Wu Yong's face, which was already battered to begin with, was now a mess of flesh and blood. A few wounds were exposed, and his broken bones were exposed. The three men, who had seen many bloody scenes, were so scared that they took a step back and looked at Xiao Bing in fear.
"Go back and tell your 9th master not to think too highly of himself in West River. Otherwise, I will make him suffer.”
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