The bodyguards the two had brought were not all from professional security companies. Looking at the five of them, their footwork was unstable and their moves were purely for show. Only three of them planted their steps firmly, appearing to possess genuine martial arts skills.
Leaning against the car door, Wei Chun single-handedly sent a blind message to Cheng Yu at lightning speed, telling her to bring reinforcements quickly.
Standing on the outer edge, the suit-wearing man noticed Wei Chun sending the text and immediately shouted, “Knock his phone away! Don’t let him call the police! Damn it, before, you had the crowd on your side and the Wei family protecting you. Now let’s see who can save you!”
Knowing her son’s knack for causing trouble, Mother Wei had arranged plenty of bodyguards for him in the past. The suit-wearing man had suffered quite a few losses at Wei Chun’s hands back then, but now the tables had turned.
Outnumbered, waiting for the opponent to strike first was a guaranteed loss. Wei Chun took a step forward. Before his foot even planted firmly, he struck out first with a punch directly to the bodyguard’s abdomen, followed immediately by a fierce kick to the chest that launched the man three paces backward, leaving him temporarily incapacitated.
Just then, another bodyguard rushed forward. Capitalizing on his slender frame, Wei Chun side-stepped to dodge the oncoming momentum, seized the man’s arm, and used the bodyguard’s unstable footing against him to push him forward, causing him to stumble. He then raised his leg and delivered a hard kick, sending the man sprawling face-down onto the ground.
“Fuck!”
The other three bodyguards charged together. Two fists were no match for four hands; even though Wei Chun moved swiftly, he inevitably took a few blows.
Relying on his agility, he used leverage to kick away one punching thug and caught another thug by the arm. A sharp crack sounded, the man’s joint was dislocated by Wei Chun. Screams of agony instantly pierced the air.
Hearing his companion’s screams, another thug could not help but feel like retreating, and his movements slowed down noticeably when he struck again. Wei Chun seized the opportunity, grabbing the man’s arm with one hand while curling his other arm to drive his elbow brutally into the man’s face, immediately causing blood to gush from his nose.
The few who were actual trained fighters had originally been standing outside the skirmish. Seeing that the thugs were not only failing to overpower Wei Chun but were also being kicked away one by one, they finally stepped up to join the fight.
Wei Chun’s skills were only somewhat better than those of an ordinary person, making him no match for genuine experts who had trained in martial arts since childhood.
Just after driving one man back two steps with a punch to the bridge of his nose, Wei Chun was kicked several paces back when a lack of defense left his abdomen exposed to another man’s heavy blow.
Wei Chun stood up and shook his arms. After a brief moment of numbness, severe pain surged from his arm, instantly causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
Had he not prepared his defense early by blocking his abdomen with his arms and rolling backward to absorb most of the force, he calculated that this single kick would have spared him the trip to the hospital to schedule an abortion for the little sprout in his belly.
Grit his teeth, he endured the severe pain in his arm. Unobtrusively, he gauged the distance between himself and the suit-wearing man. Originally standing on the outer edge, the suit-wearing man and the round guy were guarded behind the group of bodyguards, leaving Wei Chun no chance to get close.
However, excited by watching Wei Chun get beaten, the suit-wearing man had stepped forward past the round guy and was now standing right on the edge of the battle zone.
Wei Chun had shifted outward as he fought, narrowing the distance between them considerably. After taking the kick from the bodyguard, he had rolled several times with the momentum.
Now only a dozen meters remained between him and the suit-wearing man. Wei Chun calculated the distance in his mind, he could not alert the enemy and allow the suit-wearing man to flee. When he raised his eyes again, he deliberately held back his punches as the bodyguards approached. Instead, he crossed both arms in front of his chest and endured another heavy kick, getting forced back once more.
By now, he was only a few steps away from the suit-wearing man.
“Hit him! Hit him!”
The suit-wearing man, Li San, had held a grudge against Wei Chun for a long time, having always been the one to suffer at his hands. Seeing Wei Chun beaten into such a miserable state at last, he could not resist advancing further, entirely unaware that he had walked straight into striking range.
After being kicked back several paces, Wei Chun raised his head and let out a grinning smile, though his eyes were filled with chilling lethal intent. Light bloodstains around his pale lips contrasted sharply with his fair face, making him look like a god of slaughter.
“Caught… you.”
Only then did Li San realize the distance between them was close enough that the other man could reach him with an outstretched arm, but it was already too late to escape.
Before he could process it, his neck was gripped by Wei Chun, whose curved fingers dug into his windpipe, choking off his breath.
“Li San, why don’t you ever learn?” Wei Chun sneered, quietly swallowing the metallic taste in his mouth. He looked around at the bodyguards, who were now wary of causing harm to their boss, and broke into a smile. “Last time you brought people to block me, you got beaten because you stood too close. Today you brought a whole crowd, and you’re getting beaten again because you stood too close. Next time you see me, keep your distance, got it?”
“What… what do you want to do?”
Li San himself was a useless, physically weak coward who only dared to pick trouble because he had a large crowd of bodyguards with him. Now that his neck was pinned in a one-on-one situation, he panicked immediately. “Let me go! I’ll tell them to let you leave, okay? Master Wei… no, Second Master, Second Master! Let me go, and we’ll call it even today. I won’t cause you trouble anymore!”
“Won’t cause me trouble anymore?” Wei Chun maintained a relaxed expression on the surface, though only he knew how bad his injuries were. He licked the tip of his tongue; without knowing where he had been hurt during the fight, metallic blood seemed to pool endlessly in his mouth.
However, it was extremely inconvenient to spit it out right now. He was relying entirely on bluffing to intimidate the suit-wearing man; if his severe injuries were discovered, things would get messy if the man decided to fight back.
“Li San, why don’t you tell your brothers to step back? You escort me to my car, and I’ll let you go once I leave. How about that? But if you try any tricks with me, I don’t mind strangling you first.” Wei Chun pressed his hand slightly tighter against the man’s throat, speaking gently with a sweet smile.
Li San’s legs had already gone soft. Being closest to him, only he knew that Wei Chun spoke with genuine, bone-chilling intent to kill.
He did not doubt for a moment that if he refused to comply, he might truly be strangled to death on the spot.
He was terrified. He was rich, he hadn’t had enough fun yet, and he didn’t want to die.
“Step back, all of you step back!” Li San stammered out frantically. “Get back, get back! Clear the path!”
The bodyguards were only doing a job for money and had no desire to fight to the death. Since their employer had spoken, they exchanged looks and began to retreat step by step, except for the two who had been knocked unconscious or suffered a dislocation and lost the ability to move.
Holding Li San with one hand, Wei Chun stepped forward stride by stride as the bodyguards retreated.
His calculation was precise: the distance the bodyguards retreated would not allow them to form a circle to trap him again. Once he got into the car, a human could not outrun an automobile.
Seeing that he was about to reach the car, Wei Chun still did not lower his guard, pinning Li San with his body to prevent any escape.
Suddenly, a wave of numbness surged from his waist. Wei Chun’s arm trembled, losing its strength, and his knees nearly buckled beneath him. He reacted instantly to steady himself in the next second, but even a single second of distraction at this moment was fatal.
Ducking downward, Li San seized the opportunity to slip out from under his hand and ran frantically toward the crowd.
“Fuck.”
With the hostage lost, the bodyguards paused, observing the situation before stopping their retreat.
Li San chuckled smugly, finally pulling out the hand he had been hiding behind his back, he was clutching a black taser.
“Wei Two, didn’t expect that, did you? Ever since I was caught by you last time, I bought a taser to carry everywhere just to guard against a bastard like you. Today I actually got to use it! Go! Get him while he’s down! Catch him right now!”
With their employer freed and orders issued, the bodyguards began to move aggressively again.
Knowing a hard battle was now inevitable, Wei Chun estimated the distance between himself and the car. No longer bothering to hide his injuries, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground and ran his tongue along his back teeth. Coldness filled his eyes. The arm that had taken the kick earlier was likely fractured, as he could no longer lift it.
So he raised his other hand, curled his index finger, and said in a light, casual tone, “Come on.”
“Stop!”
The tense atmosphere was shattered by a woman’s sharp voice. A woman in business attire rushed out of the club in high heels, followed by a crowd of people running behind her.
Wei Chun recognized her, she was the lobby manager on the first floor of Shuixie Xincheng, someone he frequently saw when he came to play in the past.
“Hey, get these people fighting out of here!”
Li San originally thought the manager had some connection with Wei Chun and was intervening to save him, so he began cursing her for meddling. However, hearing her order to kick them out made him beam with joy.
“Let’s go, we’ll leave right now,” Li San said cheerfully. “Hurry up and drag Second Master along too. We’ll catch up outside.”
“Drag those people over there who are fighting out of here,” the manager instructed the security guards, remembering her boss’s orders after a brief glance. She pointed at Li San’s group and added, “Take those few further away to teach them a lesson. Don’t let them disturb the boss’s distinguished guest here.”
Li San was instantly dumbfounded. He had thought the manager was kicking them out because they were fighting at the entrance, but why was she taking sides?
“Wait! Why are you only kicking us out? What about Wei Chun? He fought too! Why aren’t you kicking him out?” Li San shouted indignantly as he was dragged away by the security guards.
The manager had been expressionless when giving orders to kick them out, but when she turned to Wei Chun, her expression instantly softened, carrying a hint of respect: “Second Master, our boss is in the private room upstairs. He asked me to invite you up. Would you do us the honor?”
Wei Chun moved his fingers slightly and asked cautiously, “Who is your boss?”
The manager let out a soft laugh. “Our boss’s surname is Huo.”
Wei Chun realized who it was immediately.
Fuck, no wonder he chose to eat at this place, turns out it’s his own cafeteria.
“Holy shit, Brother! Is that fallen angel downstairs really the fragile, delicate, but highly compatible Omega you just mentioned?” Before the security monitor, Xue Mengchuan’s jaw dropped in disbelief.
His family had only just heard on the phone that Huo Yuanzhou had finally opened his mind to the idea, so they instructed him to gather information thoroughly. After pestering his cousin for a long time, Xue Mengchuan finally managed to coax a few words out of him.
Summed up, he was a pampered, delicately raised, extraordinarily beautiful, but extremely spoiled and needy young master.
Before he could ask any further, he heard his cousin’s assistant call to report that the person had arrived at the front door of Shuixie Xincheng.
Anxious, Xue Mengchuan urged them to pull up the surveillance video to see when the person would arrive, intending to personally welcome his future cousin-in-law.
Who would have thought that as soon as the surveillance was turned on, the delicate and spoiled young master his cousin described was nowhere to be seen, only a god of war fighting ten men at once.
Huo Yuanzhou’s throat bobbed a few times, leaving him speechless for quite a while.
In reality, he had only met Wei Chun a handful of times. During their longest night together, neither had much sanity left, remembering only their craving for each other’s bodies without having time to exchange many words.
His few impressions came entirely from the file compiled by his secretary.
No one could have imagined that the young master who claimed even going to work was too exhausting would actually get into a full-blown brawl in private.
Huo Yuanzhou closed his eyes slightly, feeling he might have been duped.