NOVEL NEXT C38
Chapter 38: Who Wants to Try?
Seeing a large group of black-clad security guards rush out, Qiang Ge, Zhang Biaoyang, and the others were taken aback, both sides confronting each other on the street.
The leading black-clad security guard sized up Zhang Biaoyang and Qiang Ge’s group, sternly shouting, “What’s going on? Want to cause trouble here? Don’t you know where this is? Get lost!”
“Who the hell do you want to get lost? Say it again and see what happens!” Zhang Biaoyang raised his baton, pointing it at a black-clad security guard’s head. Although the guard was sturdy, Zhang Biaoyang was even taller.
Qiang Ge’s weathered face twitched. He waved his hand, “Friends from the underground alliance, we have some personal grievances with this woman; it’s none of your business. We didn’t plan to cause trouble at your doorstep; we were just about to take her away.”
Qiang Ge extended his hand in front of Yuyin, “Miss Xia, aren’t you coming with us? Don’t make trouble for the martial arts arena here…”
Suddenly, the previously stationed security guard pushed Qiang Ge, “Get lost! Who do you think you are? Miss Xia is our esteemed guest; who dares to touch a hair on her head at the entrance of the underground alliance? Get lost!”
Seeing Qiang Ge pushed, his thugs erupted, rushing forward to shove and curse at the black-clad security guards.
“What’s up? Want to fight?”
“Scared of you? Come on, little redneck!”
Qiang Ge’s face twitched under his sunglasses. Had he known it would come to this, he might not have blocked Yuyin here, but now that it had come to this, how could he back down?
They were just a bunch of working security guards; he truly didn’t take them seriously!
“Listen up!”
Qiang Ge shouted, intimidating everyone. He pointed at Yuyin, “This woman harmed my brother; I must take her away today. I warn you one last time, once you leave the underground fighting arena, it’s best not to meddle in matters that don’t concern you on Ling Hai Beach!”
“You say we shouldn’t meddle? Who do you think you are? We’re definitely going to intervene today!” Several black-clad security guards refused to back down, stepping forward to confront Qiang Ge’s group.
Qiang Ge’s expression revealed a fierce look beneath his sunglasses. These security guards were not particularly tall, but they all looked trained and skilled in fighting. However… Qiang Ge was ruthless.
Swish!
Qiang Ge revealed a spring knife in his hand, the shiny blade glinting.
“Intervene? I want to see who dares to intervene!”
Qiang Ge waved the knife in front of everyone.
The security guards retreated, knowing that in street fights, they weren’t afraid of iron pipes or bricks, but a knife like this was extremely dangerous and could be lethal.
With the knife out, Qiang Ge’s subordinates gained confidence, pressing forward. Qiang Ge’s reputation was well-known on Ling Hai Beach, and Zhang Biaoyang gripped his baton, ready to strike at Yuyin at any moment.
“What’s up? Want to use a knife? You dare to draw a knife against us?” Several security guards maintained a safe distance while pointing at Qiang Ge.
“Hmph…” Qiang Ge coldly snorted. He had already seen the effect of his actions; these security guards were just workers, and how many could compare to his ruthlessness?
Qiang Ge flashed the knife, sweeping over the security guards, “Today, I’m taking this woman down. Whoever doesn’t want to live can come and challenge me!”
Qiang Ge’s voice carried a deadly ferocity, momentarily stunning the security guards, leaving them somewhat at a loss.
“Take her away!” Qiang Ge decisively commanded, his voice echoing in the dimly lit street, as if the wind was at his back.
Leading the way, Zhang Biaoyang and several leather-jacketed thugs moved to grab Yuyin.
“Looks like I have to take action myself?” Yuyin lowered her head, reluctantly preparing to strike.
“Who is it? Who wants to try?”
A heavy voice echoed from the underground staircase.
“Hmm?” Qiang Ge’s brows furrowed suddenly.
A heavy sound of footsteps and the clanging of metal echoed…
One by one, muscular giants clad in armor, wielding long swords, giant axes, and heavy hammers, emerged from the underground staircase.
Each of these men looked as wide as two or three Qiang Ges combined… Many had to duck their heads to avoid hitting the door frame.
They were the underground martial artists!
In an instant, a dozen underground martial artists armed with long weapons squeezed out from inside, forming a solid wall of muscle that surrounded Qiang Ge and his subordinates.
At this moment, Qiang Ge’s expression froze.
“Qingyu Jie.” The tallest among them, a giant from Beimon who looked like he could topple a wild bull, actually turned around and respectfully bowed to Yuyin.
“Hello, Qingyu Jie.” Lewis, Tang Menglong, and the long-gowned martial artists all bowed to Yuyin in turn.
“Q-Qingyu Jie!???” The fierce look on Qiang Ge’s face completely vanished, his expression twisted.
“Ding Ling, received 15 soul charm from Qiang Ge’s intense heart and soul tremor.”
In a panic, Qiang Ge took off his sunglasses, staring in shock at Zhang Biaoyang, “Zhang Biaoyang! What is going on!??”
At this moment, Zhang Biaoyang’s face was no better than Qiang Ge’s; he spread his hands, “I, I… I don’t know…”
Facing the black-clad security guards, Qiang Ge had to put on a brave front for the sake of his reputation, even if he might not have the upper hand in strength. But relying on his willingness to act and his ruthless nature could still intimidate the other party.
But this…
These were martial artists who fought for their lives in the underground fighting arena every day!
How could he fight them?
Could his small knife scare them when they wielded swords over 140 centimeters long?
These were not thugs or goons; they were professional warriors who made a living through killing.
Moreover, why did these tall and fierce martial artists call that woman “Qingyu Jie”? Who exactly was Xia Yuyin?
Although Qiang Ge had seen a lot, he had never encountered such a situation.
He was immediately intimidated.
He cautiously put away his knife and forced a smile, “Xia, Miss Xia, it seems to be… a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”
“Yes, a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding.” Zhang Biaoyang eagerly chimed in, while the other small-time thugs were surrounded by the martial artists, too scared to speak.
“Ding, successfully intimidated Qiang Ge, Zhang Biaoyang, and others, gained 20 soul charm points.”
“Misunderstanding?” The giant from Beimon slammed his large hammer against the wall with a loud “bang!”, creating a hole the size of a bathtub in the stone wall, “Do you think we are blind? Still dare to say it’s a misunderstanding?”
Qiang Ge and his group felt a chill run down their spines. If that hammer hit their heads, wouldn’t they be done for?
“This… Xia, Miss Xia…” Qiang Ge looked at Yuyin with a troubled expression, seemingly pleading, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Biaoyang was even more terrified, his face turning pale, “Xia… uh, President, can you help us explain this to these big brothers? It’s just a small matter at school, no need to escalate it outside, right?”
“Is that so? I suggested the same earlier, but you didn’t say that, did you?” Yuyin looked coldly at Zhang Biaoyang with her dark eyes.
“President… let’s talk this out…” Surrounded by these real martial artists, Zhang Biaoyang’s teeth were chattering.
A martial artist in a long gown, with a buzz cut and thick eyebrows, approached Yuyin and said humbly, “Miss Xia, I apologize for you encountering such a situation at the entrance of our underground alliance. The boss will definitely give you an explanation for this matter.”
“Qingyu Jie, you say what should be done?” The Beimon giant swung his hammer in one hand while grabbing Zhang Biaoyang’s shoulder with the other, forcing him to kneel on the ground, and Zhang Biaoyang didn’t dare to resist.
“Everyone kneel down for me!”
The other martial artists shouted, pressing down on Qiang Ge and his subordinates, forcing them to kneel on the ground.
“Miss Xia, we have no grievances or grudges. I’m just taking money to do a job…” At this moment, Qiang Ge no longer cared about anything else, desperately trying to defend himself.
“President… Xia Yuyin, we were classmates after all…” Zhang Biaoyang looked completely pleading.
Yuyin gently brushed her long hair, looking down at Zhang Biaoyang, her beautiful gaze in the night seemed to flash with a hint of pity.
She turned around, walked past the martial artists who were waiting with their heads down, and stopped. Yuyin slightly parted her pink lips and softly said, “Don’t take a life.”
“Xia, Xia Yuyin!!!” Zhang Biaoyang’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Yuyin, “You, you are ruthless, you… ah! Ouch!”
The martial artists, wielding heavy weapons wrapped in hard plastic and unsharpened iron swords, unleashed a storm of punches and kicks.
“Ding Ling… Ding Ling… Ding Ling…”
A series of intense heart and soul tremors born from panic, despair, and regret transformed into soul charm points, continuously surfacing in Yuyin’s consciousness.
The midnight high heels clicked on the stone road of Lingdu, contrasting sharply with the pig-like screams coming from behind.
“Xia Yuyin, you wait for me! Ah! Spare me, spare me…”
The cries of Zhang Biaoyang and the others gradually faded away, and Yuyin never looked back even once.
She reached the intersection, where car lights flashed and the roar of engines filled the air.
A blue-purple Maserati sports car stopped in front of Yuyin.
The window rolled down, and a woman with butterfly-like arms leaned against the car door, saying to Yuyin, “Get in, I’ll take you home.”