As soon as the man finished speaking, over a dozen people wielding weapons charged forward.
Su Peng pulled Xiaofeng behind him, "Xiaofeng, stand back, I’ll handle them."
With his height over six feet, he couldn’t let himself be unable to even protect his own sister.
"Brother, it’s okay, I’m not scared," Xiaofeng shook her head. She, too, had seen her fair share of tough situations; dealing with these people would be a piece of cake for her.
"No matter what, I’m a man, and I should be the one at the forefront," Su Peng of course knew that Xiaofeng was capable, but in such a situation, as her brother, it was his duty to protect her.
Otherwise, what use would he be if Xiaofeng called him brother yet he couldn’t do anything.
While Su Peng spoke, dozens of clubs were swung at him. Su Peng was tall and quite strong, but not a trained fighter. Faced with this situation, besides blocking a few blows in disarray, he spent most of his time getting hit.
Xiaofeng certainly felt warmed seeing Su Peng trying to fend off the clubs for her.
But watching him getting hit too often was too much for her to bear.
One person set his eyes on Xiaofeng, intending to sneak attack her. But before his club could land, he suddenly felt weightless and found himself, along with his weapon, thrown out.
Immediately after, a shadow fell in front of Xiaofeng, with a figure now standing in front of her.
She squinted, a slight smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
It was Ye Cheng. He had arrived.
Of course, Ye Cheng didn’t come bearing his own face; he had come under the guise of the Dragon King, with an imposing stature and a frosty aura. He even had a centipede-like scar on his head, which was quite intimidating.
Standing there, he merely had to sweep a glance at these insignificant men to make them halt their actions and warily observe the newcomer.
It was an instinctive caution towards an enemy, letting them know that the one who had just arrived was no ordinary person.
Apeng also realized something was amiss, turning around to see this unfamiliar face. But seeing the man standing protectively in front of Xiaofeng suggested he must be an acquaintance.
"Who the hell are you, kid? I advise you not to meddle, or my gang will surely turn you into a pile of mush," the injured man, originally thinking their numbers could teach Su Xiaofeng a harsh lesson.
No, not just a lesson—he first intended to punish her then let her experience the worst agony imaginable.
Ye Cheng looked at them, eyes filled with disdain, "Just you lot?"
"Where did you come from, kid? You better mind your own business, or you’ll find yourself lying down leaving this place," they were not good people to begin with; provoked, they were capable of anything.
"Then come and try," Ye Cheng’s eyes were devoid of warmth, and his gaze was icy. Without waiting for them to react, he raised his hands and weaved through them. All they felt was their hands lightening, their weapons now in his possession.
His movements were so swift, like those of a mythical master in TV dramas.
Everyone was puzzled, looking at their empty palms and wondering how that man did it.
The injured man’s expression changed at the sight: "You...."
"What kind of ’you’? A bunch of grown men bullying a woman, you should be ashamed," Ye Cheng huffed coldly.
"You don’t know shit," the injured man snapped, pulling out a dagger from his shoe, "There are rules in this world. I definitely can’t let this woman go today. If you insist on interfering, I’ll have to take you down with her too."
The orders from above were to make this woman vanish from Tianma City.
If this woman were to escape today, they themselves would no longer appear in Tianma City by tomorrow.
What is a showdown compared to their future?
"Big brother, big brother, we’ve got trouble," a skinny man hurried in, "Police have surrounded us. It looks like we’re in deep trouble. Big brother, what do we do? We can’t get away now."
He had never seen so many police before; it seemed like they were cracking a major case, the magnitude of which could make your legs go weak, leaving one clueless.
"What?" the injured man’s voice shifted, "How did the police find this place?"