Chapter 49

The tall man leading the group never expected that, despite his numerical advantage, the other party would still charge forward 'without hesitation.' Facing Xiao Sheng's aggressive approach, Scarface Qiang gritted his teeth and raised the steel pipe in his hand. Without any hesitation, he smashed it down as soon as the other party entered his attack range. The henchmen who followed closely behind him quickly followed suit. However, Xiao Sheng, with a stern expression and composed movements, displayed astonishing flexibility at the moment of contact. He raised his hand to block the seemingly fierce blow while quickly dodging the attacks from several henchmen.

The greatest advantage of the telescopic baton is its ability to adjust its length according to the distance between the opponent and oneself! In close combat, a weapon that is too long will greatly restrict the attacker's power and even become a burden.

Seeing the leading man of the opposing side adjust the length of his baton after the first strike, Xiao Sheng engaged in close combat with him. The 70-centimeter steel pipe greatly restricted the man's ability to swing his arm and generate force. The henchmen surrounding Xiao Sheng no longer fought as freely as they did at the beginning. After all, in the core area, not only was their boss inside, but also their brothers who were fighting fiercely, fearing 'friendly fire.'

In the face of being outnumbered, speed, tactics, and methods are crucial. Although surrounded by many, Xiao Sheng actually held the upper hand. Whenever a henchman recklessly came to support their already exhausted boss, Xiao Sheng would seize the opportunity to retaliate with 'extreme punishment' without hesitation.

The sharp tip of the baton was already stained with blood. In the lightning-fast exchanges, three henchmen had already fallen at Xiao Sheng's feet. Even with the support of his henchmen, the leading man's steel pipe, which he had been tightly gripping, fell to the ground after being struck by Xiao Sheng. Scarface Qiang, who was retreating, showed signs of panic on his face.

Dai Lijun, who was holding a steel pipe and cheering from the sidelines, had already developed a cowardly intention to retreat when he saw this scene. When Xiao Sheng's tank-like body pushed Scarface Qiang without restraint, Dai Lijun, seeing the situation was hopeless, turned and ran. Although he was still limping and moving slowly, his speed was still not slow.

The henchmen who came to block him merely delayed his fall. After being struck heavily on the back by a large man, Xiao Sheng, who had already broken through the layers of resistance, endured the pain and used the baton to block the continued attacks from the henchmen. His tightly clenched fist then slammed into Scarface Qiang's face.

The fist made intimate contact with the side of Scarface Qiang's face. The fierce wind of the punch, mixed with brute force, smashed into Scarface Qiang's face. In an instant, he flew out like a kite with a broken string, colliding with the wall behind him and then falling to the ground.

The remaining three or four large men, two of whom were restraining Xiao Sheng, quickly retreated from the battlefield to run to their boss. With the pressure reduced, Xiao Sheng's attacks became fluid. The two henchmen blocking Xiao Sheng were no match for him. One henchman fell to the ground immediately upon contact, and the other lost his fighting ability after being struck in the face by Xiao Sheng's baton.

Standing like a war god, the aura of killing intent made the two large men guarding their boss show signs of fear. If it weren't for their sense of loyalty and friendship, they would have fled like Dai Lijun!

Knocking down the opponent was just a display of strength. To fundamentally solve the problem, one needed to leave room for maneuver. Throughout the fight, Xiao Sheng had reserved some of his strength, especially the punch that hit Scarface Qiang's face, which he only used five-tenths of his strength. Scarface Qiang's body was not weak; he was in his early thirties, the prime of a man's life, and had exercised regularly. With the help of a large man, he managed to stand up shakily.

"You win..." The swollen cheeks made Scarface Qiang's speech unclear, but Xiao Sheng could still understand. Slowly putting away his baton and reattaching it to his waist, Xiao Sheng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and threw it to Scarface Qiang. The force was just right, but the heavily hit Scarface Qiang could barely catch it.

"Let's chat..." Xiao Sheng said with a smile, putting the cigarette in the corner of his mouth. With the sound of a lighter, Xiao Sheng looked up and saw Scarface Qiang giving instructions to his two subordinates in a low voice, then sitting by the wall, leaning against it, looking very tired.

Taking small steps to Scarface Qiang's side, Xiao Sheng sat down next to him, mimicking Scarface Qiang's posture by leaning his head against the wall, and said first:

"Rogue soldier..." Hearing this, Scarface Qiang smiled and lit his cigarette, answering with a smile:

"What about you? Special forces, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have this skill." Xiao Sheng smiled without answering, tacitly acknowledging it!

There is always a certain affection between soldiers. The word 'army' is a point of connection for all soldiers, even those who have retired. It is a bond that can never be erased!

"How did my brother get involved with you, this 'troublemaker,' causing me to suffer as well..." Like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years, the two, who had just been fighting fiercely, were now chatting freely.

"My friend's father, a glutton, was already poor and didn't contribute to the household. He even had the nerve to ask for money from his family, and when they refused, he beat his wife and daughter. You can investigate it yourself. Your henchmen were even more arrogant, holding butterfly knives and attacking without asking any questions. How could I tolerate that?" Hearing this, Scarface Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed:

"Damn, Dai Lao San, he was so confident when borrowing money. Shit, it turns out there was this whole other story." Hearing this, Xiao Sheng spread his legs and lay comfortably against the wall, smoking and looking up at the sky. After a moment of silence, he continued:

"Since we've met in battle, how about we put this behind us?"

"If I don't agree, will I be lying here today?" Scarface Qiang, turning his head to look at Xiao Sheng, answered with a smile. Xiao Sheng, turning his head slightly, replied with a thick smile and raised eyebrows:

"Guess."

Hearing this, the two laughed heartily.