With one kick, he sent the tall and strong Xu Pengfei flying. This showed he had martial arts skills, and the young men who were about to rush forward to gang up on him immediately stopped.
They had been in the underworld for a long time and knew very well that a professionally trained combat expert was a crushing force against untrained street thugs like them.
Especially Yang Jian, with his height of 1.8 meters and his sturdy build, stood there like a mountain. His mere presence could intimidate those with weaker courage.
Manager Su also looked at Yang Jian in surprise. This young man was not only a hidden rich man but also a martial arts master. His calm and composed demeanor suddenly made him appear radiant and tall.
"Grab your weapons and kill him."
Xu Pengfei struggled to get up and rushed to the nearby commercial van to get a machete.
The others followed suit, grabbing weapons and surrounding Yang Jian again.
The security guards were armed with plastic batons. Facing hoodlums armed with machetes, they had no courage to resist and all retreated.
Manager Su had no choice but to call the police.
Seeing that the other side had drawn knives, Yang Jian dared not be careless. He drew two extendable batons and got into a fighting stance.
"I'll kill you."
Xu Pengfei brandished his machete and swung it directly at Yang Jian's head. This posture was meant to kill him.
A terrified scream came from the crowd. It was the girl named Ling'er, who recognized Yang Jian as the security guard who had saved her nephew.
Others also made various sounds, some shouting, some telling the security guard to be careful.
However, Yang Jian was not flustered at all. He had experienced such scenes many times. He gripped the extendable baton in his left hand in reverse and blocked the machete, which sparked upon impact.
Before Xu Pengfei could withdraw his knife to attack again, Yang Jian's right hand with the extendable baton struck his right knee.
Xu Pengfei let out a scream of pain, dropped the machete, and rolled on the ground clutching his leg, wailing.
Since he had started fighting, Yang Jian couldn't control his nature. He struck first to minimize the threat from his opponents as much as possible.
With a forward roll, he dodged the machetes of two attackers and, using both hands, struck the ankles of both of them with his extendable batons.
As expected, these two men also lost their combat ability like Xu Pengfei, crying in pain while holding their legs.
Clang, clang.
The sounds of extendable batons colliding with machetes echoed. Yang Jian moved like a fierce tiger with bared fangs and claws, weaving through the crowd. Everywhere he went, people fell, and cries of agony filled the air.
In less than five minutes, eighteen of the more than twenty young men were down. The remaining few, terrified, fled into the commercial van and dared not come out.
"Good, well fought."
A cheer suddenly erupted from the crowd, and then the onlookers all applauded.
Xu Jiao, sitting next to her golden retriever, was stunned by this scene. It was completely beyond her understanding. Her brother was a notorious troublemaker in the area, and he had never failed when it came to leading people for demolition or debt collection. Now, he was utterly defeated by a young security guard.
Miss Ling'er squeezed through the crowd and ran to Yang Jian. "Quick, come with me. You're injured, I'll take you to the hospital."
Injured? Yang Jian looked at his hands and feet, which were fine. However, he soon felt a pain in his back. He must have been cut twice, but the injury didn't seem serious, as the pain wasn't very strong.
"Xiao Yang, let's go to the hospital. You're bleeding from your back. I'll handle the aftermath here. The police will be here soon."
Manager Su and the security guards had all gathered around.
Seeing the people lying on the ground, Yang Jian knew he had caused trouble again. No matter how justified he was, he would probably have to spend a few days inside.
Let's go to the hospital first. Yang Jian was pulled by Ling'er to the underground parking lot and got into her Cadillac again.
For safety's sake, Yang Jian called Lu Hao. Kyoto was a place with too many hidden currents. Manager Su had said that Xu Jiao had a powerful background. If he injured so many people, it would be easy for her to frame him.
"Xiao Yang, are you still in Kyoto? Have you found Lu Yao?"
"No, Brother Hao. I've gotten into trouble again. I'm afraid I'll have to ask for your help again."
Yang Jian didn't beat around the bush. He explained in detail about killing the golden retriever to save the child, Xu Jiao's unreasonable demand for the golden retriever to kowtow, and the subsequent fight.
"Holy cow, Xiao Yang, you really know how to live. A millionaire is actually working as a security guard. Lu Yao would be so touched if she knew."
Lu Hao's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Hao, now is not the time to laugh at me. The police might arrest me soon. I really don't want to go in again. You have to help me."
"Damn it, how can Xu Jiao be so arrogant? She dared to ask you, a millionaire, a boss who makes the underworld of Lingdongjiang and Hancheng tremble, to kneel before an animal. Isn't she tired of living?"
"Brother Hao, this Xu Jiao has some background here. It is said that her husband is some bureau chief, but I don't know which level of bureau chief. I'm unfamiliar with this place, and I definitely can't compete with them in the police department."
"Don't worry. If the police arrest you, send me a message immediately. If there's no time, give my number to your colleague and have him notify me. I'll make sure you don't spend a night inside."
"Okay, I'm slightly injured and on my way to the hospital. I won't chat with you any longer."
Yang Jian hung up the phone, feeling much more at ease. Lu Hao's father was in the Kyoto Police Headquarters. If he made a call to the Kyoto police, he should not be treated unfairly.
"Brother, my name is Tang Huiling. What's your name?"
Ling'er, who was driving, started to make small talk as soon as Yang Jian finished his call.
"My name is Yang Jian. Thank you for taking me to the hospital."
"I should be thanking you. If you hadn't saved my nephew, you wouldn't have gotten into so much trouble. But don't worry, my classmate is a newspaper reporter. I'll have her expose this matter. No matter how arrogant Xu Jiao is, or how powerful her husband is, she wouldn't dare to cover the sky with one hand and frame you so brazenly."
"Really? Then I thank you in advance."
Using a reporter to intervene was also a good idea. Yang Jian felt he had an extra layer of security.
"Brother Jian, your skills are so good, why are you working as a security guard in a residential area? Not to mention becoming a bodyguard, even working as a combat coach in a gym would pay more than a security guard. Or you could just open a combat gym and recruit students. I'll invest in it for you."
"Oh, they say Kyoto is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are countless rich people. So you're also a little rich woman."
"What little rich woman? I'm only twenty-five, and I haven't even dated yet. I don't have much money, but I can raise one or two million for you. Consider it. Let's partner up. I'll pay for renting the place, buying equipment, and recruiting students. You just need to be responsible for teaching."
Perhaps out of gratitude, or perhaps conquered by Yang Jian's skills and handsomeness, Tang Huiling really wanted to help him. After all, being a security guard would not lead to success in a lifetime. To establish oneself in the high-consumption metropolis of Kyoto, only entrepreneurship offered a chance.