"Really? Then I assure you, the bigger surprise is yet to co," Hao Jian said with a flick of his eyebrows, provocatively.
Old Fifth stopped talking, a murderous smile slowly forming at the corners of his mouth.
Turning around, Old Fifth walked back, saying, "Finish him off."
Before he could finish his sentence, Old Fifth felt as though the world was spinning, though it was actually he who was spinning.
"Bang!"
Hao Jian slamd Old Fifth heavily onto the table with a hook of his arm, sneering, "This is the surprise I was talking about!" Continue your journey on empire
"Roar!"
All of Old Fifth's subordinates roared angrily, revealing their knives and charging towards Hao Jian.
The students witnessing the scene scread in horror and squeezed into a corner.
Yang Dong's face twisted into a fierce smile, thinking if Hao Jian dared to strike Old Fifth, even a god descending could not save him now.
"Hack him to death!" Old Fifth, sprawled on the table like a turtle, roared resentfully.
Just then, Hao Jian glared coldly and said sternly, "Shut up!"
Old Fifth, once a ruthless character living on the edge of a blade, trembled under Hao Jian's gaze, feeling as if targeted by an ancient beast.
As soon as he spoke, the underlings had already charged forward, slashing frantically at Hao Jian.
With one hand, Hao Jian lifted a stone table, weighing hundreds of pounds, and slamd it towards the crowd.
All the students were stunned. What kind of monster was this man, lifting a marble table with one hand that normally would require two strong young n to lift?
"Bang!"
When the giant stone table thundered towards them, the underlings, unable to dodge in ti, were struck down, sprawling on the ground, unable to get up for a long while.
"My God." A girl exclaid, staring dumbfounded at Hao Jian.
The aggressive team of knife-wielders was routed in a head-on confrontation?
Old Fifth also found it hard to accept, staring at Hao Jian in shock, "Kid, just who are you?"
"Don't you think it's superfluous to ask that question?" Hao Jian said mockingly. At this point, no matter who he was, the battle lines with Old Fifth and the Yihe Club had been drawn — it was a fight to the death.
Old Fifth said stiffly, "If you're from the streets, there's still room to talk."
"Talk? Are you qualified to negotiate with my boss?" Just then, a light voice ca from the entrance, and everyone turned to see Brother Spice Ginger charging in with his n.
"Spice Ginger?" Seeing Brother Spice Ginger appear, Old Fifth's expression soured, wondering if this incident was also related to Brother Spice Ginger.
Regarding Brother Spice Ginger, Old Fifth was still very wary, after all, Brother Spice Ginger was the top boss of the East City District. Anyone from other districts who ca here had to follow the rules he set, or else they'd be the ones at a disadvantage if a fight broke out.
"Boss, are you alright?" Brother Spice Ginger walked up to Hao Jian and bowed to him.
"Boss?" Old Fifth's eyes nearly bulged out. With Brother Spice Ginger's self-righteous character, he would acknowledge soone as his boss?
"How did you get here?" Hao Jian asked, frowning.
"I caught wind of it and rushed over to see if you needed help," Brother Spice Ginger said with a smile.
Hao Jian humd in response, "That's good, this old geezer wants to discuss sothing with , you talk to him."
After that, Hao Jian found a chair to sit down, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and acted as if he were completely out of the loop.
Seeing this, everyone didn't know how to describe their feelings. They felt that Hao Jian letting Brother Spice Ginger speak on his behalf probably ant he thought Old Fifth didn't deserve to speak to him.
"How about it, Old Fifth? How do you want to discuss this?" Brother Spice Ginger asked, raising an eyebrow and looking disdainfully at Old Fifth.
"Today we acted rashly, thinking too highly of ourselves, and offended you over this matter. We will leave East City District right now," Old Fifth knew he had no choice but to accept defeat today. With Brother Spice Ginger stepping in, he wouldn't be able to touch Hao Jian no matter what.
Moreover, with Brother Spice Ginger's subservient attitude towards Hao Jian, if they continued to cause trouble, they might end up dead in East City District.
"Uncle Wu." Yang Dong was stunned. Old Fifth actually admitted he was wrong? Was this really Old Fifth? He didn't want to let Hao Jian off so easily, as how could he otherwise hold his head up at school?
At this mont, he hoped Old Fifth would toughen up and call a hundred or two hundred n to fight a life-or-death battle with Hao Jian.
"Shut your mouth!" Old Fifth snapped irritably. He was extrely agitated at the mont. If it weren't for Yang Dong foolishly provoking soone whom even Brother Spice Ginger had to bow to, he wouldn't have been so humiliated.
Seeing this, Yang Dong didn't dare to speak anymore. He clenched his teeth and lowered his head, his eyes filled with resentnt.
"Boss, what do you think?" Brother Spice Ginger didn't imdiately agree but turned to Hao Jian, seeking his opinion.
"He can leave, but that Yang Dong must stay!" Hao Jian continued to sip his tea without turning his head.
Old Fifth furrowed his brows; leaving Yang Dong here could spell more trouble than not. Yang Dong might be useless, but his father had business dealings with the Yihe Club, which were very important partnerships. If Yang Dong's father found out he didn't attempt a rescue, he might terminate his cooperation with the Yihe Club.
"Did you hear that? My boss is leaving you a way out, telling you to take your people and scram!" Brother Spice Ginger scolded Old Fifth unceremoniously.
Old Fifth's face turned ugly. Ignoring Brother Spice Ginger, he directly addressed Hao Jian, "Sir, we were wrong in this matter and caused you to lose face. The Yihe Club will definitely set up one hundred and twenty banquet tables to apologize to you with a toast.
Whether it's compensation in money or in kind, we have no complaints and hope you can show rcy to Yang Dong for the Yihe Club's sake, and in the future, the Yihe Club will surely show its gratitude!"
Yuan Zhibang hadn't expected the plot to develop in this way. They thought that when Yang Dong called Old Fifth, it was certain that Hao Jian and his people would be dood. But who knew that now, Old Fifth turned out to be the one bowing and scraping to Hao Jian and his people.
"Give you face? Are you worthy?" Hao Jian stretched lazily, looking at Old Fifth indifferently.
With that, Old Fifth's face completely turned green.
"Did you hear that, Old Fifth? Aren't you going to scram? You think East City District is your own backyard?" Brother Spice Ginger, like a loyal dog, aided Hao Jian in driving people away.
"Brother Spice Ginger, are you sure you want to do this? Yang Dong is the son of an important elder of our Yihe Club. By taking action against him, you're essentially slapping our Yihe Club's face. Do you want East City District and Nancheng District to go to war?" Old Fifth threatened.
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