Chapter 295
Chapter 295
The sight of Assistant He among the crowd made me grind my teeth with hatred.
A traitor who betrayed his own employer was truly contemptible.
“Assistant He. What a coincidence to find you here.”
“Mr. Chen, we’re all working men following orders. Don’t blame me.”
Assistant He had a cigarette between his lips. Judging by his demeanor, his position under Jiang Dahai was not low.
I could not be bothered wasting words on him. I asked directly, “Which one of you is Boss Jiang? Since we’re here, tell us what Boss Jiang wants. All he has to do is say it, and we’ll comply.”
Only one person in the crowd looked different from the others.
He stood beside Assistant He, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking refined.
But he appeared too young to be Jiang Dahai.
The man stepped forward and smiled faintly. “Mr. Jiang isn’t here. I’m one of his trusted subordinates, and I’ll deliver his message. Lin Jinhua broke the rules, stole our business, and threatened Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang is extremely angry.”
“Since Lin Jinhua broke the rules and cut off another man’s livelihood, we naturally intend to cut off his.”
“But your appearance disrupted Mr. Jiang’s arrangements. Tell me, how should we settle this?”
So that was the truth.
Jiang Dahai had wanted revenge against Boss Lin but accidentally injured Seventh Master instead.
This was no time to demand justice for Seventh Master. We were on their territory and needed to understand our position. Our safety came first.
But before I could speak, Song Xiaotian said coldly, “How do you want to settle it? Old Man is still lying in the hospital because of you. Now you’ve kidnapped my woman too. You fuckers act this arrogantly, yet you still dare threaten me?”
The moment he finished, Four-Eyes’s expression darkened. He probably had not expected Song Xiaotian to remain so defiant in a situation like this.
Meng Yifan and I quickly pulled Song Xiaotian back. I gave an awkward smile. “Sorry. My brother isn’t right in the head. This really has nothing to do with us. Boss Lin merely hired us.”
“We understand the situation. We’ll return tonight, pack our belongings, and leave Lincheng first thing tomorrow morning. This is business. There’s no reason to bring knives into it.”
Four-Eyes kept his hands in his pockets and smiled coldly. “Mr. Jiang believes that if we let you go, you’ll report everything to Lin Jinhua. First, you’ll continue helping him. Second, Lin Jinhua will come after Mr. Jiang.”
“Only dead men keep their noses out of other people’s business.”
The final two sentences drained the color from Meng Yifan’s face and mine.
Fuck!
They intended to kill us!
“No, no. There’s no need. There really isn’t. We promise to leave Lincheng!”
“Make that promise in the Netherworld.”
Four-Eyes said nothing more. He waved, and the dozen men surrounding us stared like wolves sighting lambs.
To be honest, those dozen men did not frighten me much because Song Xiaotian was with us.
He could handle those small fry alone.
But then a series of footsteps sounded outside. We looked back and discovered that the three-story unfinished villa was completely surrounded.
There had to be at least forty or fifty people!
Fuck!
Those sons of bitches truly meant to kill us!
At the sight of so many men, Meng Yifan and I began trembling. Pan Xiaorou was badly frightened too and went rigid.
Only Song Xiaotian remained calm. He snapped out two short batons, raised his chin, and said coldly, “I love it when there are this many of you. And I hate trash like you most of all. Just wait. Once I’ve taken every one of you down, I’ll rape your mothers before I kill them!”
Four-Eyes and Assistant He retreated continuously, cold smiles appearing on their faces.
“Anyone can make threats. You look like you can fight.”
“Go ahead and resist. Unless you want your woman’s head cut off.”
“We can spare President Pan. She’s the head of a major corporation, after all. It all depends on whether you obey.”
The moment he finished, two thugs approached Pan Xiaorou from either side and seized her shoulders.
Their meaning was obvious. If Song Xiaotian resisted, Pan Xiaorou would die.
Threatening someone with the person closest to them always worked.
Song Xiaotian froze. Although he ground his teeth in fury, he no longer dared move recklessly.
Meng Yifan cursed, “Fuck! She’s his woman, not ours. We can fight too, so don’t try anything! If you do, we’ll beat you to death!”
Four-Eyes laughed and waved to his men. “Hack them to death.”
The crowd immediately closed in around us.
I often claimed that I had long since stopped fearing death, but confronted with this scene, I still trembled all over and stared at them in terror.
Cold sweat appeared on Song Xiaotian’s forehead as well. He did not know what to do.
Then I saw a figure stealthily slip from a corner.
The figure held two bricks and circled behind Pan Xiaorou.
Everyone’s attention was fixed on the three of us. No one noticed the figure.
But I did!
Long hair streamed behind her. It was Anning, who had disappeared shortly after entering with us!
She raised the bricks and smashed them into the backs of the two men’s heads.
Two screams shattered the tense atmosphere, and everyone looked in that direction.
In the blink of an eye, Song Xiaotian sprang forward. He leaped into a flying knee strike while joining his short batons in midair.
The blow sent Four-Eyes flying backward into another man.
“Fuck every one of your mothers!”
Song Xiaotian charged toward Pan Xiaorou like a mighty dragon crossing a river. No one in his path could stop him.
He reached her in moments, smashing several men to the ground one after another.
Once Pan Xiaorou was safe, no one could threaten him. At that moment, he was invincible.
Several men rushed at Meng Yifan and me. We did not even think of fighting back. We turned and ran toward Song Xiaotian.
“Quick, get outside first. Wait for me there.”
Song Xiaotian untied Pan Xiaorou and urged us to leave.
“They all have knives. Let’s run together.” I was afraid he would be injured.
“Run, my ass!”
His expression dark, Song Xiaotian shoved us away and turned to charge into the crowd.
“Xiaotian! You two, hurry and help him!”
“Ma’am, we don’t have his skills! Let’s just run!”
Meng Yifan and I grabbed Pan Xiaorou and dragged her outside.
As I ran, I looked back and witnessed a scene that left me utterly stunned.
People said that no matter how skilled a fighter was, he still feared a kitchen knife, and that two fists could not overcome four hands. Before Song Xiaotian, those sayings were complete nonsense.
The baton in his hands resembled Sun Wukong’s Golden Cudgel.
More than fifty people surrounded him, yet not one could get close.
Scream after scream rang through the building, and every one came from an enemy.