"Ha, you’ve got some guts to actually show up, huh?" A voice echoed in the quiet parking lot, the reverberation sounding quite jarring.
This voice was full of sarcasm; there was no need to look to know it was Xu Feng. Following the sound, he was sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by four or five people, with Tan Lili standing behind him.
Su Hang walked straight over, "Invited by Master Xu, I wouldn’t dare not come. Oh, why is Master Xu in a wheelchair? Is your injury not healed yet?"
"Humph!" Hearing Su Hang’s words, Xu Feng’s face turned extremely grim. He gripped the armrests of the wheelchair as if he wanted to crush it, "You’re still spouting nonsense even at the brink of death. I’ll kill you today, Su."
"Kill me? Just with these few people?" Su Hang laughed. Apart from Tan Lili, Xu Feng had only brought four people, fewer than last time. Moreover, Su Hang scanned them with the system; all four were ordinary people, not particularly intimidating.
"Ha ha!"
At this moment, a harsh, mocking laugh sounded. A man with a black tank top, full of tattoos on his arms, and a face covered in pockmarks walked out. His mouth was full of large yellow teeth, and from a distance, the garlic smell from his breath could be detected.
His two large, copper-bell eyes glared at Su Hang, clearly not a good person. His aura was absolutely not something a street thug like Chen San could match. Moreover, the three men standing beside him looked like professional bodyguards, holding newspapers that wrapped something, revealing the handles of knives. Without even opening the newspapers, Su Hang knew what was inside.
"Such a strong aura of ugliness!" As soon as this man appeared, Xue Qi muttered beside Su Hang.
Su Hang almost burst out laughing. Looking closely at the man with the pockmarked face, he was indeed extremely ugly. His pockmarked face was asymmetrical, and there was a long scar on his right cheek. Combined with his fierce expression, he looked like a demon, capable of scaring children into crying.
Ugly, too ugly!
Xue Qi spoke softly, and the man didn’t hear him. He fixed his sharp gaze on Su Hang, "Young man, you’ve got quite a mouth!"
As soon as he spoke, his mouth revealed those disgusting yellow teeth. No idea what he had eaten, but from a distance, the pungent garlic smell aggressively invaded Su Hang and Xue Qi’s noses, almost making them dizzy.
"Uncle, your breath isn’t any better!" Su Hang covered his nose; the smell was truly overwhelming.
"Ha!"
Xue Qi laughed heartily upon hearing this.
The man frowned but didn’t get angry, "Young man, you’ve got some guts. In Rongcheng, you’re the first to speak to me, Hu A Chou, like this."
"Hu A Chou?" Su Hang searched his mind but found no such person, so he shrugged, "Sorry, never heard of you."
"Tsk!" At this, Xu Feng chuckled, "Even the ugly brother of the Black Tiger Gang, you haven’t heard of, Su Hang, you’re really ignorant."
Ugly brother? What a fitting name.
Su Hang had no idea what kind of force the Black Tiger Gang was, but looking at these four people, they exuded a sharp, blade-like aura, clearly not ordinary thugs.
If Xu Feng, who had already suffered a loss once, dared to bring just a few people to confront Su Hang, he must have some confidence. The Black Tiger Gang was one of the three major underground forces in Rongcheng, and many businessmen had connections with them. Hu A Chou was a leader in the Black Tiger Gang, and Xu Feng’s father had to pay a significant price to get him involved.
Don’t be fooled by Hu A Chou’s ugly appearance; his heart was even more ruthless, and his methods were extremely cruel. His subordinates were all professionally trained thugs, none of whom had not cut someone or carried blood debts.
With Hu A Chou’s involvement this time, Xu Feng was extremely confident. He was determined to take severe revenge and humiliate this annoying guy by trampling him underfoot.
"Master Xu, how do you want this kid to die?" Hu A Chou glanced at Su Hang and asked Xu Feng indifferently.
Hearing this, Xu Feng looked at Su Hang with a sinister gaze, "Brother Chou, don’t kill him. Castrate him. I want this kid to suffer more than death."
Su Hang’s brows furrowed; this kid’s heart was indeed vicious.
Hearing this, the corners of Hu A Chou’s mouth curled up, making his face even more terrifying, "Young man, sorry, we’re just doing our job. I’ve heard you have a skill called 'Thousand Year Kill' that you use quite well. I’d like to see it."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three subordinates tore the newspapers in their hands, revealing shiny watermelon knives. They pointed the long knives at Hu A Chou, the cold blades gleaming menacingly under the lights.
Su Hang sneered; he naturally knew their intentions. If he used the Thousand Year Kill, even if he could injure Hu A Chou, those watermelon knives would likely slash at him next. These people were not to be trifled with.
"Hey, need my help?" Xue Qi, standing beside Su Hang, asked, looking eager, as if he hadn’t fought in a long time and was itching for a fight.
"Stay back. If I can’t handle it, you can step in later." Su Hang shook his head. It was just a few people; he could handle them.
Xue Qi pouted but didn’t say more, stepping back a few steps, excitedly preparing to watch a good show.
"One at a time, or all together?" Su Hang replied to Hu A Chou calmly.
Hu A Chou looked at Su Hang with some surprise. Most people would be scared stiff seeing him, but this young man could still speak to him in such a tone. If he wasn’t a fool, he must have some real skills. "Viper, Scorpion, you two go first and give this young man a warm welcome."
"Yes!"
As Hu A Chou spoke, two men stepped out from behind him, each holding a watermelon knife. Without a word, they charged at Su Hang, swinging their knives at him.
They were clearly professionally trained or had been through real combat. The knife swings were swift and decisive, aiming straight for Su Hang’s neck, clearly intending to end his life with one strike.
These were real gangsters, who didn’t flinch when cutting people, having been through countless bloody battles. Compared to ordinary thugs, they were on a completely different level.
"Ah?"
Tan Lili, standing behind Xu Feng’s wheelchair, was also frightened by this scene. She had thought they would just teach Su Hang a lesson, at most leaving him severely injured. But she never expected Xu Feng’s people to be so ruthless, using knives right away. This was a matter of life and death!