"The system has issued a random mission: Ruthless and merciless.”
" Reward for completing the mission: 10 times increase in physical strength and energy.”
After listening to Ming Wang's report on the PK strength, Wen Nuoyan heard the system's mechanical notification sound in his mind.
Seeing the mission reward, Wen Nuoyan nodded slightly.
Coincidentally, he was also planning to deal with the strong PvP players. Adding on the mission, it could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.
When the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end, Wen Nuoyan crushed it in the ashtray, then took out another one and lit it.
Wen Nuoyan exhaled a cloud of smoke and looked at the Bright King. He said indifferently,"
"Ming Wang, the PK expert treats me like a pushover. What do you think we should do?”
Ming Wang twisted his thick neck and clasped his hands together, making cracking sounds.
His fierce-looking face squeezed out a sinister smile."
"Needless to say, I'll naturally break his neck!”
Wen Nuoyan smiled and said,
"Very good. Gather our men immediately."
"Yes, Brother Long!"
Ming Wang's expression turned serious as he agreed.
First, he shouted at Johnny Zai, who was kneeling on the ground,"
"What are you waiting for? Go and get someone!”
Johnny Zai reacted, stood up from the ground, and hurriedly ran out to gather his men.
Ming Wang took out his phone and called Long Hair.
"Changfa, it's me, Ming Wang."
Long Hair asked,"
"What's wrong?"
Ming Wang directly told Long Hair,
"There's a guy who doesn't have eyes coming to the nightclub to collect protection fees. Brother Long is very angry.”
Hearing that, Long Hair immediately flew into a rage.
"Damn it, which blind thing is this? You dare to cause trouble at Brother Long's place?"
Ming Wang said coldly,"
"Iron Mountain Street's PK is strong. Anyway, come back quickly.”
"Alright, I'll rush back immediately." Long Hair replied.
……
At night.
At the entrance of Nine Dragons Nightclub.
Ming Wang and Long Hair stood at the front, and behind them were a large group of underlings. At a glance, it was a black mass, and it was a huge commotion.
When the pedestrians on Nine Dragon Street saw this scene, they all stopped in their tracks.
On the steps of the nightclub, Wen Nuoyan lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His gaze swept across the crowd below.
Everyone was looking at him in silence, waiting for his order.
These people had already found out about what PK Strong had done at Nine Dragons Nightclub.
Everyone was burning with anger.
Those who were able to follow Wen Nuoyan at this time were all extremely respectful of him. How could they accept the verbal insults of a hooligan like a PK expert?
They were just waiting for Wen Nuoyan to speak, then they would go and tear the PK powerhouse apart.
Wen Nuoyan took in everyone's expressions and nodded slightly.
He held his long hair with both hands and tied it together, forming a neat short debate.
Wen Nuoyan changed his clothes from a black suit to a pure white suit.
As the saying goes, if you want to be handsome, you have to be filial.
After changing into a white suit, Wen Nuoyan's temperament immediately climbed to a new height. Coupled with his long hair, he gave off the feeling of a noble young master.
"Target, Iron Mountain Street."
Wen Nuoyan took out the cigarette in his mouth and blew out a large cloud of smoke."
"Let's go!"
After receiving the order, everyone below shouted in unison,
"Yes, sir! Brother Long!"
Under the lead of Ming Wang and Chang Fa, everyone got into the car and drove towards Iron Mountain Street.
……
Iron Mountain Street.
Jonny opened the car door and said respectfully,"
"Brother Long, we've arrived at Iron Mountain Street."
Wen Nuoyan got out of the car and sized up the scene in front of him.
Iron Mountain Street wasn't as bustling as Nine Dragon Street, and there weren't many places here. Therefore, at this time, there were few pedestrians on the street.
Not far from Wen Nuoyan was a karaoke bar.
They had already investigated the whereabouts of the PK expert and confirmed that he was inside.
Beside Wen Nuoyan, Ming Wang Changfa and his lackeys could not wait any longer. Their eyes were filled with anger.
Seeing this, Wen Nuoyan raised his hand and said indifferently,
"Clear the area."
"Yes, sir!"
Ming Wang took the lead, holding a metal baseball bat as he charged towards the karaoke.
Behind him was Long Hair, unwilling to fall behind. The watermelon knife in his hand was shining coldly.
With the two of them leading the way, the crowd surged forward like a tide.
Kara OK.
There were two underlings standing at the door. Originally, the two of them were gathered together and whispering to each other about which lady was more explosive.
Suddenly, he heard a large number of footsteps and shouts.
The two of them looked up in confusion and saw a large group of people rushing over.
One of them was so scared that his legs went weak. He asked shakily,
"You, who are you? What do you want?”
Ming Wang, who was at the very front, laughed sinisterly.
"I'm here to collect protection fees."
As he spoke, he waved his baseball bat and smashed it on the man's body.
With a bang, this person was directly smashed to the ground by Ming Wang and lay motionless on the ground.
Seeing this, the other underling was scared out of his wits and hurriedly ran into the karaoke.
However, before he could enter the door, he was slashed by the long-haired watermelon knife and fell down.
Long Hair kicked open the door and shouted,
"Brothers, attack! Don't let anyone who is strong in PK go!”
The group of underlings rushed in like wolves and tigers.
The customers inside had never seen such a scene before. They immediately covered their heads and fled like rats, shrinking into a corner and not daring to move.
Those who were still standing were all strong PK underlings.
Ming Wang aimed at one of them and strode over. Without saying a word, he raised his baseball bat and smashed it.
The difference in strength between these people and Ming Wang was too great. They couldn't even last a round. They were often smashed down by the stick the moment they met.
Ming Wang grabbed the collar of one of his underlings and shouted,"
"What's so good about PK?"
The lackey was beaten until his head was bleeding. He did not dare to resist at all. His trembling finger pointed at a private room in the corridor.
Ming Wang tossed his lackey aside and strode over.
The battle in the hall ended very quickly. Those who were stronger in PK were either smashed to the ground or had a watermelon knife on their necks. They did not dare to move.
"Bang!"
Ming Wang walked to the door of the private room, raised his foot, and kicked it.
The thick soundproof door was kicked open.
Loud music immediately spread out from inside.
There weren't many people in the private room, only the PK experts, his trusted subordinates, and a few drinking girls.
Looking at their shocked expressions, it was obvious that they were having fun and did not hear the commotion outside.
The PK expert was stunned when he saw Ming Wang holding a baseball bat with blood on it.
The paratroopers reacted faster and cursed,"
"F * ck! Who the f * ck are you? How dare you…"
"Get lost!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked down by Ming Wang.
Ming Wang stepped over the paratrooper and walked towards the PK expert. He laughed coldly.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Ming Wang, and I'm the same as Brother Long.”
Upon hearing this, PK Strong understood something and subconsciously wanted to stand up from the sofa.
"Bang!"
However, Ming Wang didn't give him a chance at all and kicked him.
The immense strength caused PK Qiang to collapse on the sofa. His body curled up like a twitching prawn.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A few of the bar girls screamed in fear.
"Shut up!"
Ming Wang and the others glared at him, but they immediately held it back and hugged their shoulders while trembling.
At this moment, clear footsteps came from outside the private room.
Wen Nuoyan then walked into the room.
Wen Nuoyan squatted down and looked at him."
"So you're strong in PK?"
Even though the PK Strong had been kicked quite heavily by Ming Wang and was covered in sweat from the pain, he still held his breath and shouted,"
"Damn you, I'm strong in PK!”
Wen Nuoyan wasn't angered. He just chuckled and said,"
"Then do you recognize me?"
PK Strong spat out a mouthful of blood."
"Isn't it just a nine-striped dragon? I've long heard of you. What's so great about you?”
Wen Nuoyan took a bottle of beer from the coffee table and used his thumb to remove the cap.
Wen Nuoyan took a sip of wine and continued to ask,"
"I heard from Jonny that you were very arrogant in my place, and you even said that I, Nine-Vein Dragon, was nothing. You said that, right?"
PK said unyieldingly,
"So what if I am? I admit that you were very impressive back then, but now you're just an old fellow who has been imprisoned in Thailand for six years!
Times have changed. Hong Kong's martial arts world belongs to the younger generation. An old man like you should stay in Thailand!
Even if he came back, he should be raising pigs and vegetables!”
After saying this, the PK expert glared at Wen Nuoyan as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze.
Ming Wang was getting impatient and said,"
"Brother Long, let me kill him. He's courting death. He still dares to be impudent in this state.”
Wen Nuoyan waved his hand and took another sip of beer.
"There's no hurry. I still have something to ask him.”
He stared into the eyes of the PK expert and asked casually,
"You said that Hong Kong's martial arts world belongs to the younger generation?”
The PK expert spat on the ground with his bloody saliva.
"What can an old thing like you, who has been eliminated by the times, know?
Let me tell you, as long as a young man is ruthless enough, he will be able to gain a foothold in the martial world.
Old fellows should make room and be swept into the trash by us!”
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