Chapter 45

Whoosh!

Zheng Xiaotian tightly gripped the rubber stick in his right hand and charged at the hooligans. The fact that the other side didn't make a move didn't mean he wouldn't, right?

Bang, bang!

Two sounds indicated that Zheng Xiaotian had attacked twice, and both hits landed on the opponents. The two hooligans fell to the ground with groans as soon as he hit them.

"This guy is still fighting back. Go for it!" One of the hooligans came to his senses and shouted.

"Take him down!"

The hooligans yelled, forming a circle again, and they all tightly gripped their rubber sticks and swung them at Zheng Xiaotian.

At the same time, in a nearby car, Lin Ziyuan watched the situation unfold without much concern. Zhang Daku might be overwhelmed by the group attack, but Zheng Xiaotian wouldn't be. She had already seen his capabilities twice. First, Zheng Xiaotian could collect money in a den of hooligans, and second, he could be taken away by a dozen men, but those dozen men returned unharmed.

The first hooligan swung his stick at Zheng Xiaotian.

The second and third hooligans also swung their sticks at him simultaneously.

Zheng Xiaotian had to face the attacks of three hooligans at once. He crouched down, spun around, and swung his stick out. The sound of bangs echoed continuously.

The three hooligans were hit on their shins, fell to the ground, and clutched their legs, groaning in pain.

Zheng Xiaotian stood up, and a stick appeared in his left hand, which he had just confiscated. He used both hands, gripping the sticks and swinging them out.

Zheng Xiaotian now faced no more than six hooligans. He had taken down five with one stick, so taking down six with two sticks wasn't a difficult task.

Bang, bang, bang.

Under Zheng Xiaotian's stick, some hooligans were hit in the face, some in the neck, and some in the groin. One by one, they lay on the ground, groaning in pain.

Zheng Xiaotian shook his head. He suddenly felt that, with his fighting ability, dealing with these hooligans, who were like little shrimps, was not just boring but extremely boring.

Zheng Xiaotian slowly walked over to Zhang Daku. If he said there was no bond between them, that would be a lie. If he said there was a bond, it wasn't that deep after just one day. Regardless of the reason, seeing someone being attacked by a dozen people, he had to do something.

"Are you okay?" Zheng Xiaotian bent down and extended his hand to Zhang Daku.

Zhang Daku grabbed Zheng Xiaotian's hand and pulled himself up with a force.

"You're too fierce, aren't you? Your combat stats are really high," Zhang Daku said in surprise after standing up.

"Mainly because your opponents are too weak. A single hit, and they all fall down," Zheng Xiaotian shook his head.

"Brat, you'll regret offending the Xiao Family Gang. You're waiting to die," a hooligan said, standing up and holding his neck.

"I'm waiting right here. Go ahead and call," Zheng Xiaotian said with a confident wave of his hand.

"Huh!" The hooligans were stunned. Was he telling them to call?

"Xiaotian!" Zhang Daku tugged at Zheng Xiaotian's sleeve. He thought, with so many of them, if they really called, a hundred people could show up. No matter how fierce your combat ability is, you can't take on a hundred, right? They would overwhelm you.

"Do you trust me?" Zheng Xiaotian said calmly.

Zhang Daku was influenced by Zheng Xiaotian's confidence. Thinking about the combat power he had just displayed, he had a bit more confidence in Zheng Xiaotian. He felt that perhaps Zheng Xiaotian had his own backing.

In the Feiteng District, Young Master Xiao was driving around, inspecting various places. He was inspecting his future territory. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he answered it.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?" Young Master Xiao hung up the phone and said to a man beside him, "Call for reinforcements. Meanwhile, let's go check it out."

"Yes!" The bodyguard nodded.

Young Master Xiao drove into the demolition area. He had just received a call about a tough character in the demolition area. He thought, a tough character, huh? He had one too.

At Zhang Daku's house.

A table was set up, and four small stools were placed. Zhang Daku, his girlfriend, Zheng Xiaotian, and his boss sat around it.

"Your tea is quite good. Did you spend a lot of money on it?" Lin Ziyuan took a sip of tea and said in a somewhat pretentious manner.

"Huh?" Zhang Daku opened his mouth wide.

"Shut up!" Lin Ziyuan glanced at Zhang Daku.

Zhang Daku's wife thought, this lady is so easy to get along with. Luckily, her eyes are only on the war god Zheng Xiaotian. If she had eyes for Zhang Daku, it would be dangerous.

"This tea is the one your family doesn't like, so I brought it back," Zhang Daku said.

"Damn, the tea your family doesn't like is actually so good?" Lin Ziyuan took another sip, smacked her lips, and said to Zhang Daku, "Why don't you give the tea back to me?"

Zhang Daku lowered his head. If he had something to return, it would be fine. But the last bit was already in the pot. He was mainly afraid that if she asked for compensation, what would he do?

"Didn't you finish it?" Lin Ziyuan asked suspiciously.

"Um, you're right," Zhang Daku said.

"Since you've finished it, I won't argue over a bit of tea," Lin Ziyuan waved her hand.

"Who the hell is causing trouble on my territory? Come out and let me see you," Young Master Xiao's voice, full of arrogance, reached them before he did.

Zheng Xiaotian stood up, turned around, and looked at him calmly.

Young Master Xiao was stunned.

"It's you?"

"Yep, it's me!"

"Really you?" The bodyguard asked in surprise.

"Are you two asking the same question? Is that funny?" Zheng Xiaotian said.

"Um, I suddenly remembered we have a pot of soup at home. Bodyguard, let's go back," Young Master Xiao immediately turned around.