Chapter 43

Xu Yun, holding a Four Rings popsicle in his mouth and a transparent plastic bag in his hand, walked past the group of tough men led by Wei Weiming with the ease of a leisurely stroll, and headed straight to the entrance of the medicinal cuisine restaurant.

Qiangzi was overjoyed and hurriedly ran over to greet him. Xu Yun was their spiritual pillar; even if he just stood there without taking action, Qiangzi and the others felt reassured and no longer as anxious as before.

"It's hot, one for each of you, and the extra ones are for me." Xu Yun handed the bag of Four Rings popsicles to Qiangzi, then reached out and pulled Pang Gang, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet. It was as if lifting a 150-pound person was effortless for him.

Pang Gang stood up, and Xu Yun pushed him back a few steps with a single palm. He frowned and said to Pang Gang, "If you want to work with me, don't be lazy. Do what you're supposed to do and don't waste time."

"Xu Yun... you..." Pang Gang was momentarily speechless and couldn't say another word.

Wei Weiming didn't understand what was happening, but Xu Yun's complete disregard for him was evident. This guy hadn't even glanced at him once!

Although Wei Weiming knew he wasn't particularly skilled, he was still someone who was respected in the Axe Gang, after all, his cousin was the leader, Fan Nanjie! Few people dared to look down on him so openly.

"Damn it!" Wei Weiming's hair stood on end as he shouted, "Do you know who I am?!"

Xu Yun seemed to suddenly realize there was someone at the door. He turned his head indifferently and said coolly, "I don't care who you are. Since you're here, you'll stay and work for me for a day. It's compensation for the trouble you caused yesterday."

Wei Weiming was thoroughly enraged. This low-level renovation boss, dressed in slippers and a tank top, actually dared to challenge him: "Today, I'll make you know that the King of Hell is in charge of the little devils!"

Xu Yun didn't bother to argue. He threw away the half-eaten popsicle, turned around, and grabbed Wei Weiming by the collar. With a sudden burst of strength, he pulled Wei Weiming up into the air. Wei Weiming felt the world spin and then crashed to the ground, his head bleeding profusely!

"I was just looking for you, and you delivered yourself." Xu Yun sneered, and with another sudden burst of strength, he lifted the dazed Wei Weiming. He said sternly, "You want management fees? Today, I'll give you more than enough!"

As he spoke, Xu Yun slapped Wei Weiming. The slap was so fierce that it sent Wei Weiming spinning through the air, landing heavily on his black Toyota Highlander. The car's hood was dented, and blood splattered on the pristine windshield.

Wei Weiming lay motionless on the car hood, gasping for breath.

Xu Yun's series of actions were fluid and skilled, like a shut-in opening the D drive on his computer and quickly finding a hidden Japanese action movie!

Pang Gang's pupils dilated, and his jaw dropped. He had never seen anyone fight so skillfully. Xu Yun's strikes were not only ruthless but also measured, knowing how to incapacitate without killing or crippling. Pang Gang had served in the military for eight years and had never seen such a fierce person!

When Wei Weiming was taken down, the nearly thirty tough men he brought with him were also shaken. However, these were people who lived by their fists and wouldn't give up just because their leader was captured. They raised their weapons and became even more vigilant.

Xu Yun wasn't nervous at all. He still smiled as he looked at the nearly thirty thugs, cracking his knuckles.

The nearly thirty thugs, all looking fierce, stepped forward, their aggressive aura spreading and affecting the surrounding shops. The shop owners quickly closed their doors, not wanting to get involved.

Qiangzi and the others, who had been cheering for Xu Yun's victory over Wei Weiming, stopped their celebratory movements and watched the confrontation in silence. Qiangzi's Adam's apple bobbed nervously, and he was worried for Xu Yun.

"Kill him!" Although Wei Weiming was gone, the group of thugs still had leaders. One of them shouted and raised his axe, aiming for Xu Yun's left shoulder. The cold, calm expression on Xu Yun's face made him extremely uncomfortable.

Pang Gang's body trembled. This was not the calmness one would expect in a dangerous situation. Someone who hadn't faced life and death wouldn't remain so calm in the face of a descending axe!

Just as the axe was about to hit Xu Yun's shoulder, he suddenly kicked out. His foot, like a snake striking, hooked the armpit of the man's right arm, causing the axe to fly out of his hand.

Xu Yun quickly grabbed the flying axe handle, and with a flick of his wrist, he brought the axe down on the man who was now on the ground, holding his armpit in pain. The man didn't even have time to scream before he was knocked to the ground, his head covered in blood.

Next to the fallen man, a 200-pound fat man suddenly charged at Xu Yun. Xu Yun didn't bother to dodge. He kicked the man in the abdomen, sending him flying into a minivan. The minivan's front windshield shattered, and the fat man was trapped in the front, unable to escape.

Xu Yun then grabbed another man by the hair and slammed his face into the wall, his movements quick and efficient...

The group of thugs finally realized that this small renovation boss was not like any other tough guy they had seen. He was a psychopath who had long grown tired of ordinary fights. His skills were so advanced that he could probably win first place in an international special forces competition!

In the eyes of the thugs, this man in flowered shorts and flip-flops was almost a god of war. However, this didn't stop them from swinging their axes and knives. If they didn't, they would be scolded by their boss...

Xu Yun wasn't a fool who would gloat after taking down a few people. He knew these men were not inexperienced in fights. Therefore, his strikes were decisive and aimed to incapacitate with each blow.

In a moment, nearly thirty men were entangled with Xu Yun. Xu Yun wasn't a mythic figure who could sweep through a crowd with a single move, but his agile and elusive movements allowed him to move freely among the tough men.

Soon, the entrance of the medicinal cuisine restaurant was filled with kneeling men, groaning in pain.

"Bro, this is the last one." Qiangzi, after distributing the popsicles, handed the last one to Xu Yun.

Xu Yun took the last Four Rings popsicle, smiled, and took a bite. Then, he frowned and said, "Wasting so much of my time, the popsicle is almost melted."

Pang Gang couldn't even laugh. Who was Xu Yun?

"Those who can stand up, don't pretend. Get up and work." Xu Yun, still munching on his favorite Four Rings, walked to Wei Weiming and dragged him off the car like a dead dog. "If you don't get up and work, I'll kick you again."

Xu Yun threw Wei Weiming to the ground and kicked him. Wei Weiming flew through the air and crashed into the wall of the medicinal cuisine restaurant, spitting out blood and pus, his eyes wide with shock: "You... you..."

"What about me?" Xu Yun slowly walked to Wei Weiming and said, "I know exactly how hard I hit you."

Hearing this, the thugs who were lying on the ground all gritted their teeth and struggled to stand up. None of them wanted to be kicked again! Xu Yun's lesson was just right; they had lost their fighting spirit but could still move.

"Even without pay, work well. Ask Brother Pang what to do. If you want to be lazy, just try it." Xu Yun looked at Pang Gang and signaled to Qiangzi, "You supervise them!"

Qiangzi's mouth was almost split by his smile: "Yes!"

Xu Yun slowly walked to Wei Weiming and squatted down with a smile, "Comfortable? Not ready to get up and work?"

Wei Weiming's eyes showed panic, and he quickly said, "Do you know who my cousin is?"

"I only know that I didn't kick hard enough to break your bones; I need you to do hard labor." Xu Yun grabbed Wei Weiming's face with his steel-like fingers, "I'll ask you one last time, do you want to lie there or do hard labor?"

Wei Weiming's voice trembled, but he was still defiant, "My cousin is Fan Nanjie. If you don't want to die, let me go. I warn you, don't mess around!"

Xu Yun sighed, "You're really a cooked duck, still tough."

Pang Gang, after assigning tasks to the beaten thugs, lit a cigarette and walked over, his face clouded with worry, "Xu Yun, Fan Nanjie is not someone to mess with... What you did today is really reckless."

"Hmm, you know that..." Wei Weiming glared at Pang Gang with hatred.

Xu Yun kicked Wei Weiming in the mouth, causing him to spit out blood and a few teeth. He hated hearing this stubborn man's voice.

Pang Gang frowned and continued, "Brother, I advise you to go into hiding for a while. I'll take care of this."

"Ha ha ha..." Xu Yun laughed and shook his head, "No need."

Pang Gang was anxious and clenched his fists, "Fan Nanjie is not an ordinary thug; he has backing! His power has surpassed the deeply rooted Four Wolves Gang in a short time because the leaders in the east, west, and north have all supported him to become the leader in the south!"

Xu Yun smiled, "Interesting. So, if I take him down, the entire south of Wenhui District will be peaceful?"

Pang Gang's eyes almost popped out, "Do you know what you're saying?! What a joke... Are you planning to be the enemy of the entire Hedong City?"

Xu Yun shrugged, "So what?"

This guy... Pang Gang was completely in awe of Xu Yun's composure. Xu Yun was the most composed person he had ever met.