Chapter 34

"Know what this is?" Bald Black took out an iPhone from his pocket.

"It's a phone. I know what you're trying to say. There have been a lot of news stories about monks lately, right? You're just trying to say that monks can now work and even use phones. Bald monk, it's just an iPhone, what are you showing off for?" Zheng Xiaotian rolled his eyes.

"What did you just call me?" Bald Black felt that all the anger he had in his life had been accumulated in just one day. This wasn't just anger; it was anger at its peak.

"I called you a bald head!" Zheng Xiaotian said.

"Not a bald head, you just called me a bald monk," Bald Black corrected.

"What's the difference between a bald head and a bald monk? They're both bald, with no hair on their heads, right? What do you think? Am I right?" Zheng Xiaotian said.

"Fine, fine, fine, you're asking for it. You'll see the power of this phone." Bald Black quickly unlocked his phone and activated the loudspeaker function. He pointed the phone's microphone and said, "Brothers, come out, all of you, come out now."

Zheng Xiaotian thought to himself, when did the iPhone have such a ridiculous feature? First, it replaced the stopwatch, now it's replacing the loudspeaker. Will amplifiers be out of business from now on?

Rustling, a group of people immediately came out from inside the door.

The hooligans stood firm.

"Beat him up," Bald Black pointed at Zheng Xiaotian and ordered.

"Black Brother, don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble!" A man came up to Bald Black and said, "This is the young master. Any disputes can be resolved with a chat, a cigarette, or a cup of tea. There's no need to resort to violence. It's really unnecessary."

"Which young master?" Bald Black asked suspiciously.

"Oh, Black Brother, don't be so harsh. Isn't this our Xiao family's young master?" the hooligan said.

"Did he say so himself?" Bald Black pointed at Zheng Xiaotian and asked the hooligan.

"Hey, I didn't say that, don't blame me," Zheng Xiaotian hurriedly said.

"Is he not the Xiao young master?" the hooligan looked at Bald Black suspiciously.

"Didn't the young master just go in? That's the real young master." Bald Black pointed to the office and said, "Right, where is the young master? Why hasn't he come out?"

"The one who went in was the young master?" The hooligan was instantly shocked.

"Of course, didn't you know?" Bald Black asked suspiciously.

"If they knew, would they have mistaken someone else for me and beaten me up?" At that moment, the young master, who was furious and covered in blood, stepped out. He was so angry that he had been beaten by Barbie's subordinate, who would be his future subordinate. This was outrageous, a huge embarrassment. If this got out, how would others look at him? It was all because of this guy, all because of him. He wouldn't let him off.

"Damn, Young Master, how did you end up like this?" Bald Black took two steps to the young master's side, trembling.

"This guy impersonated me. Then, they mistook me for a troublemaker and beat me up," the young master angrily pointed at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Ridiculous, you're all ridiculous. You don't even recognize the young master?" Bald Black pointed at his subordinates. He thought to himself, fortunately, the young master is fair and is pushing all the responsibility onto Zheng Xiaotian. If he had pushed it onto me, I would be in big trouble.

"Don't talk so much. Beat this guy up, cripple him, and all the responsibility is on me," the young master pointed at Zheng Xiaotian and said angrily.

"What are you waiting for? All of you, go ahead, beat him up," Bald Black shouted.

Just a moment ago, these hooligans who were fawning over Zheng Xiaotian now rushed at him without hesitation. They looked so angry, as if they were going to vent all their frustrations of the past twenty years on Zheng Xiaotian. They were determined to beat him to death.

Zheng Xiaotian smiled calmly. With his current level of Qi Cultivation at the twelfth stage, would he be afraid of these few people? It was simply amusing.

The first hooligan rushed to Zheng Xiaotian. His fists were flying, but before he could get close, a kick hit his crotch.

"Ow..." The hooligan clutched his crotch, crouched down, and groaned in pain.

The second, third, and fourth hooligans rushed at Zheng Xiaotian. In a group attack, even a sweeping kick might miss.

Since a sweeping kick might miss, Zheng Xiaotian didn't use it. He crouched down, supported himself with both hands on the ground, and suddenly swept his leg out.

Bang, bang, bang.

One by one, the hooligans were hit in the shins. The powerful impact and the intense pain made them fall to the ground instantly. The impact of their bodies hitting the ground felt like the end of the world.

There were only about ten hooligans, and in the blink of an eye, a third of them were taken down. And those who were taken down were all knocked out in one move. This situation left the remaining two-thirds of the hooligans stunned.

Bald Black and the young master were also stunned. It was bizarre, surreal, and utterly unbelievable.

Everyone was stunned, but Zheng Xiaotian wasn't. He knew that if he was surrounded, he wouldn't be in a good position. Now that the encirclement had paused and he had a chance to attack, would he let it go?

Whoosh!

Zheng Xiaotian charged at the hooligans.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of Zheng Xiaotian's attacks was continuous. Each move hit a vital point that rendered the opponent unable to fight. So, each move took down one person. In the blink of an eye, all of them were lying on the ground.

Actually, the hooligans hadn't completely lost their fighting ability; they had just temporarily lost it. If they took a moment to recover, they could fight back. They were smart enough to think, why rush in now and get beaten up? It was clearly not a match.

Zheng Xiaotian walked toward the young master.

Bald Black, with a stiff face, instantly stepped in front of the young master.

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