The surroundings were deathly quiet. Even though everyone had anticipated such an outcome, seeing Zheng Chengdao dispatch the two men in black with such ease left them utterly stunned.
He was too powerful! Such a person was like a human weapon, invincible.
Qin Chuan's team was ecstatic, their eyes burning with fervent admiration.
"Brother Dao is awesome!!"
"Long live Brother Dao!!"
"Brother Dao, you're my idol from now on!!"
Excited shouts echoed through the silent cement factory. The strength Zheng Chengdao displayed tonight had astounded countless people. No one had expected that the usually scruffy and weathered middle-aged man was so formidable. This battle had cemented Zheng Chengdao's position, leaving no room for dissent.
Beside them, the injured Yao Dong and Bai Xiaoguang were so moved their eyes welled up. They understood perfectly why their low-key, long-hidden elder brother had shed his usual demeanor tonight. It was all to avenge them!
"Who else bullied you? Point them out!" Zheng Chengdao approached, his voice deep.
This declaration sent a chill down the spines of the onlookers, who instinctively backed away. Their fear intensified as Yao Dong and Bai Xiaoguang’s hateful gazes swept over them. Some who had actually participated in the bullying were even more terrified, desperately trying to blend into the crowd, like a man with a face full of pimples…
"Crow, where do you think you're going!" Yao Dong bellowed.
A furtive figure within the crowd flinched at Yao Dong’s shout, then, in a desperate bid for escape, yelled, "Get out of my way, all of you! Scram!!!" He shoved through the throng, desperate to distance himself from the unfolding drama.
But soon, a hand as strong as steel suddenly clamped around his neck. Crow, in mid-flight, froze as if struck by lightning. He was pulled backward uncontrollably, letting out a yelp before stumbling and falling to the ground in a sorry heap.
"Spare me! Spare me!"
"Brother Dao, I was forced by them! If I hadn't agreed, they would have crippled me first!"
Crow scrambled to his feet and immediately dropped to his knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy with a look of sheer terror. His pathetic display, surprisingly, didn't elicit much scorn. Everyone watched from a distance, seemingly empathizing. They probably would have made similar choices themselves. After all, their opponent was truly too powerful, so strong it was terrifying.
Zheng Chengdao looked at the kneeling Crow with a blank expression, then spat on the ground. He didn't even deem such a character worthy of his attention.
"Boss, you handle this one!" Zheng Chengdao turned his gaze to Qin Chuan.
Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan slowly shook his head. "No, no, no. This should be handled by Xiaoguang and Yao Dong."
Zheng Chengdao nodded. "Then it's up to you two!"
Bai Xiaoguang and Yao Dong stepped forward simultaneously. One stretched his stiff arms and fingers, the other flexed his legs and feet, their faces contorted with rage. While the main culprit was that Ding Xu, this Crow was equally detestable. Without his complicity and coordination, none of this would have happened. Now, the chance for retribution had arrived, and both Yao Dong and Bai Xiaoguang displayed their unconcealed fury.
Together, they rained punches and kicks upon Crow, each blow vicious and fueled by vengeance. The events of tonight were, without a doubt, the most humiliating experience for them. They would remember it forever!
Witnessed by all, Crow was brutally beaten. At first, he cried for mercy, but eventually, his voice failed him. He curled up, protecting his head, trying to minimize the impact. It was Qin Chuan who finally intervened, fearing the worst.
When Bai Xiaoguang and Yao Dong finally stopped, Crow lay on the ground, barely breathing, his body twitching. His face was a bloody mess, his head so swollen he was unrecognizable. Many of his bones were likely broken, and he had suffered severe internal injuries. Some of Crow's acquaintances, wanting to rush him to the hospital, hesitated, too timid to act. Qin Chuan noticed and waved them forward. They quickly scooped up the unconscious Crow and hurried away.
Qin Chuan surveyed the scene, feeling that the night’s events were drawing to a close. Bai Xiaoguang and Yao Dong were also injured and needed immediate medical attention. He then cast his gaze towards the second floor of the cement factory. It was dark and empty, but Qin Chuan knew Han Shifei was still there.
"Please tell Han Shifei that my business and his are entirely separate. He has no need to be alarmed that his position might be usurped!"
"Nor do I have the ambition to replace him as some 'King Qin' or 'King Li' or 'King Zhang'!" Qin Chuan declared loudly, his voice resonating through the silent night.
"This kind of business, constantly operating in the grey areas, frankly has no future. Who knows when you'll be arrested and thrown in jail!"
"My only goal now is to focus on my own ventures, to make money, a lot of money!"
"I hope he takes care of himself!"
"If there’s a next time you resort to hiring people with heavy sums, don't blame me for retaliating with even more brutal methods!"
As Qin Chuan spoke, his expression turned exceptionally stern, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on a spot on the second floor. This drew the attention of many, who followed his gaze, only to see darkness and nothing else.
"I, Qin Chuan, don't seek trouble, but I never shy away from it!"
"At the same time, we welcome brothers who want to make money and follow the right path to join us and prosper!"
"Let's go!!"
With a wave of his hand, Qin Chuan led his group away.
Long after Qin Chuan’s contingent had departed, several figures emerged from the darkness of the abandoned cement factory's second floor. Among them, a slightly overweight, fair-skinned man—none other than Han Shifei. His face was extremely grim as he looked down at the chaotic scene below, especially at the blood-soaked figures lying on the ground, a murderous aura radiating from his brow.
"Trash!!" Han Shifei muttered under his breath. He had spent a million yuan and incurred a significant personal favor to find these so-called 'professionals.' He had expected to finally get revenge and crush that young man, Qin Chuan, into the dirt. He imagined taking all of Qin Chuan's hard-earned empire, his men, even his women, making Qin Chuan work for him. Who would have thought that a battle with such a high probability of success, filled with anticipation, would end with such a dramatic reversal, leading to utter failure? The mere thought made Han Shifei tremble with rage!