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Chapter 13 of 100

Chapter 13

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Yang Yu was not fired and returned to the Information Department, which left many people stunned. Coupled with Huang Hua's resignation, it couldn't help but make people speculate wildly.

"This intern must have some background. Otherwise, how could he still be in the company after causing such a big incident?" someone speculated.

"I heard he is the old man's grandson, who is here to inspect the company. Everyone should be on their best behavior and not mess up at this critical moment," another person added.

Hearing this, someone immediately countered, "The old man only has one grandson, and I've seen him. He's not very capable and is extremely arrogant. If that guy had worked a bit harder, the company wouldn't be run by President Liu but by him."

"Oh, really?" someone was surprised.

"This isn't a secret anymore. President Liu is actually the daughter of the old man's illegitimate son. The old man didn't recognize them at first, but after an accident, he brought President Liu's family back," the person who knew a lot said.

"So that's how it is. Then what do you think the relationship is between President Liu and the new intern? How could President Liu be so lenient with him?"

"About that... I guess they might be lovers."

Lovers? Is that possible?

Seeing that the person wasn't very sure, many people became even more curious. However, Yang Yu paid little attention to these private discussions.

Time quickly passed, and it was time to leave work. Yang Yu slowly stood up, thought for a moment, and instead of rushing to leave, he walked towards Liu Xueyao's office.

At the office door, Yang Yu saw Liu Xueyao still handling documents and couldn't help but shake his head. Not knowing how long Liu Xueyao would be busy, Yang Yu decided to buy her dinner.

Not far from the building, Yang Yu was taken aback. He saw three motorcycles speeding towards him, and each one had a person on the backseat holding a baseball bat.

They didn't come with good intentions!

Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, but he was not afraid.

"Who could it be? Could it be Wang Wei again?" Thinking of this possibility, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel angry. Last time, Wang Wei wanted to teach Han Hu a lesson and showed no mercy, intending to cripple him. Could it be the same this time?

Steadying himself, Yang Yu was ready to fight. Since taking the Bone Washing Pill and practicing the Arhat Fist, he was no longer a pushover. Although the situation was unfavorable, it would be too incompetent if a few thugs could cripple him.

Soon, the first motorcycle was in front of Yang Yu.

"Kid, die!" the person on the backseat shouted, swinging the baseball bat at Yang Yu's head.

"Looking for death!" Yang Yu was very angry.

He couldn't just stand there and take it. His eyes darted, and Yang Yu moved. He leaped up, stepped on the nearby railing, and then used it to propel himself over a meter higher.

The smooth action left the motorcycle driver stunned. Before he could react, he saw a large foot slam into his helmet.

Yang Yu's kick had several hundred pounds of force. The helmet made a 'squeaking' sound, and the person wearing it let out a scream. The motorcycle lost control, and the person on the backseat, still swinging the baseball bat, flew off.

"Bang, bang~"

Several consecutive sounds, and the motorcycle turned into parts. The two people on the motorcycle, one unconscious and the other with a broken leg.

Seeing what happened in front of them, the other two motorcycles immediately made a sharp turn. The friction between the motorcycles and the ground produced a sharp, screeching sound, leaving black marks several meters long.

The two motorcycles finally stopped.

"Kid, you've got some guts, daring to offend us from the Yong'an Gang. Do you believe we can throw you into the sea?" a thug said coldly, and the other three joined in with threats.

"Yong'an Gang?"

Hearing these words, Yang Yu felt relieved. It seemed this wasn't Wang Wei's doing. But did he have any grudges with them? Soon, Yang Yu remembered the thief he had taught a lesson to on the bus.

"So that's how it is." Yang Yu understood. This was truly an unexpected disaster. He didn't expect that just teaching a thief a lesson would lead to such retaliation. He had been too naive.

"Don't waste time with him. Brother Hu said that anyone who interferes with our Yong'an Gang's business must lose a hand and a leg. Let's do it!"

The other three immediately took out their weapons and charged at Yang Yu.

Yang Yu wasn't about to be foolish. He picked up a dropped baseball bat and, as the four approached, swung it out.

"Bang!"

Yang Yu felt a tingling in his hand, but fortunately, the bat didn't fly out. The person who had swung the bat at him, however, was different. The bat flew several meters away.

Seeing the opportunity, Yang Yu coldly smiled and kicked out. The weaponless person was kicked away before he could react.

The other three were chilled to the bone by this scene. They didn't expect him to be a trained fighter. But with the situation as it was, they couldn't back down. They looked at each other and quickly spread out, forming a triangle to surround Yang Yu.

"Attack!"

One of them gave the order, and three baseball bats swung at Yang Yu, the sound of the wind audible.

Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately crouched down, then delivered a spinning kick. Three screams, and the three people fell backward.

The ground wasn't ordinary; it was all concrete. The backward fall left the three with stars in their eyes, dazed and unable to stand, let alone fight.

"Hmph!" Yang Yu coldly snorted, dropped the baseball bat, and tidied his clothes as if nothing had happened.

At the only venue of the Yong'an Gang.

"Brother Hu, why haven't Xiao Long and the others returned? It's just a lesson for a brat who doesn't know his place. Why is it taking so long?"

Brother Hu was the leader of the Yong'an Gang, known as the Smiling Tiger, the head of about eighty thieves. The Smiling Tiger was nearly 1.8 meters tall but very thin.

"Don't worry. It's just a kid. Crushing him is like crushing an ant. They might have been delayed on the way," Brother Hu said nonchalantly.

"Exactly. A recent college graduate, these guys are good with a pen but not with their fists. I could beat a dozen of them."

"Bookworms are all weak. But just teaching him a lesson might be too lenient. Why not throw him into the sea like last time? After all, dozens of people go missing in Jinghai every day."

Hearing this, Brother Hu gave a disdainful look, "What do you know? Crippling him is enough. If we kill people randomly, the police will eventually catch us, and no one can save us. We only threw that guy into the sea last time because we had no choice."

"Brother Hu is right. When Xiao Long and the others return, have them describe how the kid begged for mercy. Ha ha!"

"Of course. That kid probably begged on his knees, calling us grandpa and grandma. It's a shame I wasn't there."

Listening to his subordinates' reckless words, Brother Hu seemed to take it for granted. He wasn't a major force in Jinghai City, but with these eighty thieves, he could live a prosperous life.

Just as he was about to praise them, a familiar ringtone sounded. Brother Hu looked at it; it was Xiao Long's. He wondered what was wrong with the guy, not returning quickly and calling him instead.

He pressed the answer button, and a hurried voice came through.

"Brother Hu, come and save us. We've been taken down. That kid is a trained fighter, and we're no match for him."

"What?" Brother Hu thought he had heard wrong, and the others were also stunned.

"We've all been crippled. That guy just crippled one of us, and now we can't even walk," Xiao Long was almost in tears, never expecting this to happen.

Brother Hu was about to say something when a chaotic noise came from the other end, followed by a voice he didn't recognize.

"Brother Hu, right? I'll visit you tomorrow night. As punishment, I've decided to help you dissolve the Yong'an Gang." It was Yang Yu, and he hung up after speaking.

This wasn't Yang Yu being arrogant; he had just received a system task notification.