Ji Xiang's remark made Suming furrow his brows even tighter.
Typical cannon fodder? With so many guys on the other side, how could Lin Mu seriously get physical? Once he made a move, it would give them an excuse to retaliate; even with right on his side, he would seem wrong.
The underlings around them all had a mocking look in their eyes, seemingly laughing as they waited to watch this group make fools of themselves. Lin Mu shouted angrily, "Nice talk, having your lackeys stand still and let hit them? If you have the guts, let all your lackeys step back and I'll go one-on-one with him! Or with you!"
"What are you saying? I can't hear well, could you please repeat that?" Ji Xiang exaggeratedly cocked his head sidewards, pointing his ear towards Lin Mu. He then repeated Lin Mu's words exactly, his expression darkening as he bellowed at Lin Mu, "One-on-one with you?! Who do you think you are, to deserve a one-on-one with ?"
The lackey previously leaning against the wall took his stance with open arms, looking ready for abuse, and sleazily said, "Boss, I'm ready. Please hurry up and have him do it. The sun's so hot I'm about to pass out."
A burst of laughter arose from around them.
"You see, we all in the street know to keep our word. If we say we'll hit, then we've got to do it, co on and make your move." Ji Xiang looked at the sun, which was actually obscured by clouds, squinted his eyes in an affected manner and muttered to himself, "In such hot weather, if my lackey had to wait until he got sunburned, you'd have to cover the dical expenses."
"Fuck!" Lin Mu went all in. In the past, he played basketball at school, then beca a PE teacher; aside from won, he had never been oppressed and bullied like this. He turned and yanked open the car door, pulling out a steering wheel lock from underneath the seat, and took a step towards the lackey standing by the wall.
The car steering wheel lock was a steel rod thicker than a wrist, partly solid and extendable. Once extended, it was about as long as an adult's arm. It was not just for locking steering wheels; it was also a dangerous weapon for self-defense, and at first glance, looked like a tal baseball bat.
Seeing this thing, the smirking lackey's expression froze, and he instinctively dodged to the side. No joke, if Lin Mu, a big guy like that, swung this thing, brains could spill out. Even if Lin Mu ended up chopped to pieces afterward, this lackey would be done for.
"Daozi, stand firm. Don't worry, if you get beaten to a cripple, the gang will support you for the rest of your life, and the boss will avenge you tenfold," Ji Xiang shouted.
Hou Longtao, silently, slipped into the car, his head down as he fumbled under the seat for the window breaker. Speaking of which, the Xiangjiang production crew sure were afraid of death, stuffing the car full of various equipnt.
Song Lulu grabbed him, warning in a low voice, "Don't act rashly, they are from the black... society!"
Hou Longtao hesitated for a mont, then shook off Song Lulu's hand. It was the first ti Song Lulu had been ignored by Hou Longtao, and she stood there, stunned. Taking advantage of the mont, Hou Longtao got out of the car and promptly shut the door again.
Suming knew the people from his dorm. Although they all had their flaws, when it ca down to it, none would turn tail or drop the ball.
But in such a situation, he had to remain calm. Xiangjiang was a place ruled by law; brawling in the streets was indefensible no matter how you looked at it.
"Wood, Monkey, wait a second." Suming stepped forward, positioning himself in front of them, and said to Ji Xiang, "You just said that when you're out here, you need to keep your word, that you'd do what you say, right?"
Ji Xiang nodded.
"Good," Suming smiled and said, "Your lackey said that if we said one more word, they would burn our car. I said more than one word, for example, to let him burn the car..."
Ji Xiang paused for a mont, glancing involuntarily at the lackey. That lackey's mouth twitched, shrugging his shoulders, indicating that he had indeed said it.
"Glad you admit it." Suming sneered, his hands on the Toyota minivan, and said, "You didn't let him move, and the car is too far for him to conveniently set it on fire, how about I help him out?"
Everyone was taken aback, not quite understanding Suming's intention, and he offered no explanation. Releasing a Phantom Energy Storage Sphere from within himself, a surge of imnse power filled his body; with both hands exerting force and a low shout,
Screech... the grating sound of tires scraping against the pavent echoed. The Toyota minivan, nearly two tons heavy and with a big person sitting inside, was forcefully pushed half a ter by Suming and ca to a stop right in front of the parking attendant.
Everyone was stupefied. Even with tires, which obviously made it much easier to push than other objects of the sa weight, the fact that the car, with its engine off and brake applied, could be moved half a ter by manpower alone was a testant to Suming's incredible strength.
Just in terms of physical power, even Olympic champions in power events might not be more impressive than this, right?
Where did this refined-looking young man get such imnse strength from? Was he still human?
If they really did fight, they might win with their greater numbers, but anyone hit by this young man would not stand a chance.
In other words, whoever went first would die soonest.
At that mont, the scene fell completely silent, all the mocking smiles of the gang mbers vanished without a trace, and they stared dumbfounded at Suming.
Only Song Lulu, inside the car, who was unaware of what had happened, felt the car move slightly and, scared, peered out of the glass behind her.
Suming's intent was simple, to subdue the enemy without fighting. By showing his hand, he hoped to intimidate the gang. As long as Ji Xiang wasn't out of his mind, he could find a way out, and this would all be over.
Suming was known, after all, and a small parking dispute wasn't worth turning into a major commotion for the whole world to see. Porcelain shouldn't clash with earthenware. Ji Xiang, with his worthless life and shaless behavior, wasn't worth Suming deaning himself by getting involved.
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