Indeed, that slap was delivered by Leng Xuan. However, the speed of his strike was terrifyingly fast, which was why no one could clearly see it. When Leng Xuan vehently denied it, there was nothing anyone could do to prove he was the one who had slapped.
But Madman was no ordinary thug; although uncertain whether that slap was really from Leng Xuan, just the attitude Leng Xuan gave him was enough to irritate Madman. Moreover, with his subordinates looking on, if this got out, how could he maintain his face in the underworld? He sneered and cursed, "You little punk, do you think you can act so brashly in front of Laozi? You think I won’t kick your balls into oblivion?" As he spoke, he raised his foot aiming for Leng Xuan’s groin.
"Slap!"
In an instant, another loud slap rang out, followed by a howl. The one called Madman spun in the opposite direction, seeing stars, and sat down hard on the ground, with the other side of his face swelling up as well.
"Puh, puh!" Madman spat out two globs of bloody phlegm along with two yellowish teeth. As he got up from the ground, his cheeks were swollen like a giant pig’s head.
This ti, still no one saw who had struck, but all eyes turned towards Leng Xuan. It was clear that he was the pri suspect.
"I. Fuck. Your..." Madman obviously didn’t know if Leng Xuan was the one who had hit him, but like everyone else, he felt it couldn’t have been anyone else but Leng Xuan who would strike him. However, before another word could leave his mouth, Leng Xuan suddenly said indifferently, "Swear again, do you believe I’ll kick your balls into oblivion?"
This line had actually been Madman’s earlier, but now coming from Leng Xuan, the montum was completely different—an amalgam of coldness, dominance, arrogance, and overbearing confidence. It made people shudder and made Madman not dare to doubt whether Leng Xuan would do as he said. At the sa ti, a terrifying thought struck Madman. If those two slaps indeed ca from Leng Xuan, then just how formidable was Leng Xuan’s strength? Facing such an abnormal being, was he soone that Madman could afford to provoke?
Suddenly, Madman rembered the Crown Prince’s mysterious bodyguard. A few years ago, the Boss of the East City District underworld, Lei Hu, trying to compete with the Crown Prince for territory, personally led over eighty thugs to cause trouble at a bar owned by the Crown Prince. At that ti, Madman was the head of security at the bar. Because they were short-handed, Madman made a call to the Crown Prince, hoping he would send reinforcents. Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince himself showed up with only one bodyguard.
Madman had thought the Crown Prince was just showing off, but what he could have never dread was that the bodyguard accompanying the Crown Prince was an incredibly impressive person. He delivered more than a dozen slaps to Lei Hu without anyone seeing how he managed to strike, and during the group fight, the bodyguard disdainfully held back Madman and the other security guards, saying that he hadn’t exercised for a while and wanted to stretch his muscles. He then charged in alone and took down all of Lei Hu’s eighty-plus n, laying them flat on the ground.
It was also from that day on that Lei Hu ceded all the territory outside of East City District as compensation, barely managing to save his own skin. Thereafter, he never dared to cross the Crown Prince again.
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