Chapter 58

Chapter 56: Black Tiger Gang

However, the scene that followed left the surrounding Black Tiger Gang thugs staring in shock. The guy who had been swinging an iron pipe at Liu Dong just a moment ago was now kicked more than three meters away by Liu Dong's lightning-fast kick, rolling on the ground and clutching his stomach, groaning in pain, clearly badly injured.

"Sorry, I haven't hit anyone in a long time, so I might have gone a bit too hard. Please forgive me!" Liu Dong said calmly after stretching his legs.

After hearing his words, Qi Qiang's expression changed. He knew he had encountered a tough opponent tonight. Although he wanted to back off, he couldn't neglect his duty after taking the money. He gritted his teeth and said, "This guy is tough, everyone, let's go all out!"

His words struck a chord with everyone. The man in front of them was clearly not easy to deal with, and their only advantage now was their numbers.

However, they soon realized that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people there were, it wouldn't make much of a difference.

"Bang, bang, ouch, oh my God!" Apart from the leader Qi Qiang, who took Liu Dong a few more seconds, the other small-time thugs didn't put up much of a fight. Most of them were taken down with a single move. In less than half a minute, the once arrogant Black Tiger Gang thugs were all lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

"By the way, what's your name?" Just as Liu Dong was about to leave, stepping over the groaning thugs, he suddenly turned to the young man with a wolf tattoo on his arm, who had managed to last a bit longer, and asked.

"My name is Qi Qiang!" Hearing this, Qi Qiang, fearing that he might anger this powerful man, quickly replied, ignoring the pain in his body.

"Hmm, Qi Qiang!" Liu Dong paused, "Then you should tell me who sent you, right?"

Seeing Liu Dong's cold and stern gaze, Qi Qiang involuntarily shuddered. Although he was considered one of the best fighters in the gang, he couldn't even block a single move from this man and was quickly beaten to the ground. Fearing and respecting him, Qi Qiang didn't dare to hide anything and immediately answered, "I don't know. This was an order from above, and we don't know who wants to make things difficult for you, Brother!"

After saying this, Qi Qiang, facing Liu Dong's sharp gaze, lowered his head in fear, unable to meet his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Liu Dong knew he wouldn't get much more information. However, whoever was behind this, it wouldn't be far from Han Lei or Zhong Zhen. But Liu Dong couldn't think of a good way to counterattack right now, so even if he found out, he could only put it aside for now.

However, Liu Dong didn't plan to let these thugs off easily. But seeing them all lying on the ground, groaning in pain, he lost interest in further action.

"You're called Qi Qiang, right?" Liu Dong looked at the young thug who was lying on the ground, propped up on his elbow.

"Yes, Brother!" Having been in the underworld for many years, Qi Qiang deeply understood the wisdom of not picking a fight he couldn't win, so he answered Liu Dong's questions without hesitation.

"Good, go back and tell Wang Haitao that if he doesn't give me an explanation within three days, I'll come to his door myself. I hope he won't regret it!" After saying this, Liu Dong looked meaningfully at the bamboo grove he had just walked through and then turned to walk up the steps of the sunken square.

At that moment, Wang Lin, hiding in the bamboo grove, was scared cold by Liu Dong's gaze. After retiring from the special forces of the Quancheng Military District, he had never seen such a terrifying fighter. Although he had also trained in combat skills in the military, he knew that even if a dozen of him were to fight Liu Dong, they wouldn't stand a chance against this martial arts expert.

Therefore, even though he had been tasked by Han Lei to step in if the Black Tiger Gang thugs couldn't handle Liu Dong, Wang Lin, knowing his limits, didn't dare to rush out. He didn't want to be a fool and get beaten up when he knew he couldn't win. Moreover, he wasn't as loyal to the Han family as Han Zhong, who was a direct descendant of the Han family.

At this moment, after hearing Liu Dong's words, Qi Qiang was completely stunned. As an elite fighter under the Black Wolf Hall of the Black Tiger Gang, he knew who Wang Haitao was—the boss of the gang, the true underground ruler of Quancheng, a respected figure in the Black Tiger Gang.

"By the way, if Wang Haitao asks, just tell him my name is Liu Dong. He'll know who I am!" Just as Liu Dong was about to leave, he suddenly turned and said.

"Yes, Mr. Liu, I will pass on your message!" Qi Qiang, enduring the pain in his body, stood up and said respectfully.

If he had any thoughts of gathering more brothers and coming back to settle the score, those thoughts were now gone. He remembered a secret event that had happened in the gang two years ago, and the main character of that event seemed to be Liu Dong.

"If it's really him, then we're in big trouble!" Qi Qiang thought, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"Brother Qiang, that guy is gone. Let's go back and gather more brothers, then come back and teach this bastard a lesson."

"Xiao Liu, you're right. Damn it, I've never been so humiliated since joining the Black Tiger Gang. We can't let this go!"

"Right, we can't let this go! Ouch, it hurts so much!"

After Liu Dong left, the Black Tiger Gang thugs lying on the ground got up, rubbing the spots where Liu Dong had kicked them, and muttered angrily.

"Enough, stop arguing! We'll talk about revenge later. For now, follow me back!" Qi Qiang, feeling烦躁 (irritated), shouted.

The secret event from two years ago had been strictly kept under wraps by the gang, and even he had only heard about it from an old member who had retired after bringing him into the gang. So, he didn't dare to tell his subordinates about it.

"Alright, let's go!" With a heavy heart, Qi Qiang called out, stepped over the steps, and hurriedly walked out of Zhongshan Park.

The other Black Tiger Gang thugs, confused by their leader's sudden change in demeanor, looked at each other and followed him.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Sofitel Yinzuo Grand Hotel, Han Lei was sitting on the sofa, anxiously waiting for news from Wang Lin.

Although he knew that Wang Lin, a former special forces soldier with excellent fighting skills, would almost certainly handle Liu Dong, a mere sculptor, with ease, he couldn't shake off a faint sense of unease.

After finishing the red wine in his glass, Han Lei got up from the leather sofa in the living room and paced around, slightly irritated.

At that moment, Han Zhong, who had been standing guard outside the door, suddenly pushed it open and walked in.

Seeing this, Han Lei quickly walked over, his face a mix of excitement and anticipation, and asked, "Has Wang Lin reported back? Is that kid beaten up now?"

Facing his young master's expectant gaze, Han Zhong, recalling Wang Lin's panicked and low voice on the phone, couldn't help but slowly shake his head.

Seeing Han Zhong's serious expression, Han Lei's excited and hopeful look suddenly froze.