"Bastards, you’re really pushing things to the edge here. I’d like to see who dares to mess around."

Zhu Chenglong grabbed a wine bottle in each hand, glaring angrily at the group.

Seeing the situation, Liu Bin and Shi Shwei also picked up weapons, ready to fight.

"Have you kids ever seen blood?"

Grandpa Yang sneered and curled his lip, "Daring to make trouble in my place, you’re purely looking for death."

As soon as he finished speaking, several burly men walked in.

"These girls must stay today, if you don’t want to die, you’d better leave quickly, or I’ll deal with you all together."

Grandpa Yang looked coldly at Zhu Chenglong and the others.

The three of them exchanged glances with uneasy faces; although afraid, none of them backed down.

"Love you isn’t just a day or two..."

Just then, music started playing, and with a drunken flush on her face, Zhou Xiaoqian stood before the screen singing into the microphone.

"Sister, you still have the mind to sing? A fight is about to start."

Liu Bin reminded her, speechless.

"Don’t worry, my brother Tang Ming is very good at fighting, he can handle hundreds by himself."

Zhou Xiaoqian, slightly drunk, waved her hand dismissively.

Hearing this, everyone turned to Tang Ming, only to find he was sitting calmly on the sofa watching Zhou Xiaoqian sing.

"Kid, you’re quite calm, aren’t you?"

Grandpa Yang looked at Tang Ming with curiosity.

"If you don’t want to die, get out, disturbing my fun today will get you all crippled."

Tang Ming spoke indifferently without looking at Grandpa Yang.

"Geez, Old Fourth seems to have some skills, let’s go over."

Zhu Chenglong’s eyes lit up, and several people immediately congregated near Tang Ming.

"Such an arrogant fellow, I..."

Grandpa Yang was about to act tough but then his gaze fell on Zhou Xiaoqian: "This little chick is nice, I like drunken women the most, she’s mine today."

"Heh, I’ll help the boss check her out."

A burly man immediately walked towards Zhou Xiaoqian.

"Brother Tang Ming."

Zhou Xiaoqian cutely looked at Tang Ming.

"Looking for death."

Tang Ming sneered coldly, swiftly stood up, darted to the burly man’s front, and suddenly punched him in the chest.

For a moment, the time in the room seemed frozen; everyone stared at Tang Ming and the burly man.

"Nice physique, very strong, but you’re crippled now, aren’t you?"

Tang Ming withdrew his hand indifferently, looking at the burly man with disdain.

"Tiger, are you alright?"

Grandpa Yang asked Tiger nervously.

"You’re crippled, damn it!"

Tiger came to his senses, raised his hand, and slapped towards Tang Ming.

"Damn!"

Tang Ming was startled, quickly raising his hand to block: "Big brother, there’s no need to force it, people will die."

"Bam!"

Getting hit, Tang Ming almost flew.

"Damn it, what’s happening?"

In the midst of retreating, Tang Ming picked up a bottle and swung it towards Tiger’s head.

"Smack!"

The bottle shattered, but Tiger seemed unfazed, continuing his attack on Tang Ming.

"Get him!"

Seeing Tang Ming struggling, Zhu Chenglong and the others reacted, rushing to take turns banging heads.

After several bottles were smashed, Tiger finally got knocked out.

"What’s going on?"

Tang Ming looked at his hands, confused.

"Old Fourth, I thought you were good at fighting, this seems pretty average."

Shi Shwei looked at Tang Ming, puzzled.

"Bastards, you dare to resist, get them crippled for me."

Grandpa Yang recovered and shouted angrily.

Several men in black rushed into the room.

"Damn, my cultivation has been sealed!"

Tang Ming suddenly realized that his cultivation is sealed, he’s merely an ordinary person now.

Seeing the thugs rush in, Tang Ming hurriedly engaged in battle, relying on his combat experience and fighting skills, forcing several thugs out of the room.

"Quick, let’s go, I’m not in form today."

After kicking the last thug out, Tang Ming anxiously shouted to the folks behind him, leading the charge out the door.

"Darn kid, you’ve got some skills, don’t blame me for being blunt, brothers arm yourselves."

Blocking the hallway, Grandpa Yang shouted fiercely; a group of thugs brandished steel pipes, iron sticks, and machetes, charging at Tang Ming and the others from both sides.

"For fuck’s sake! Get back, go back quickly!"

Tang Ming urged the people behind him to retreat to the room, while entangled with the enemy.

The four boys covered girls’ retreat to the room, taking quite a hit from the thugs.

With a bloody head, Tang Ming was the last to rush back into the room, immediately bracing the door, looking back at Zhu Chenglong and others, all beaten bruised, truly pitiful.

"Dang, you guys hold the line, I’ll call for help right away."

Tang Ming wiped blood from his forehead, took out his phone with one hand to call for support, never before encountering such dire circumstances, beaten like a dog by a bunch of ordinary men.

"Big brother, too many people outside, hitting us fiercely, I’m afraid we can’t hold it."

Zhu Chenglong held the door and shouted miserably.

"Even if we can’t hold it, we must, otherwise we might just get beaten, but these girls will be ravaged."

Shi Shwei pushed the table to the door and shouted helplessly.

"Call the cops, hurry, dial for the police."

Liu Bin shouted to the shocked girls.

"By the time police arrive, we’ll be dead."

Tang Ming quickly dialed Meng Xianjun; Imperial University is closest, should get here soon.

"Brother Tang Ming, you’re bleeding."

Zhou Xiaoqian nervously approached Tang Ming: "You weren’t very powerful before? Even martial masters couldn’t beat you, how come you got injured now?"

"It’s complicated!"

Tang Ming sighed, drinking too much led him to forget the sealing of his cultivation; if solo, he’d confidently use his movement techniques and battle skills to escape, but with others inside, the line of thugs outside was heavily armed, making escape difficult.

"Break it, get the door open!"

Grandpa Yang shouted through gritted teeth outside: "Those kids must have a rough day today, causing trouble in my territory, if word spreads, where do I put my face?"

A group of thugs alternated crashing the door, it was fortunate there was only one door, and quite sturdy, otherwise it would have been challenging.

The group blocked the door, enduring for over ten minutes until the outside erupted in wretched shrieks, a glance through broken glass revealed the hostile thugs all writhing on the ground.

"What happened? Is this a trap?"

Zhu Chenglong worriedly asked Tang Ming.

"Not sure, perhaps my reinforcements have arrived."

Tang Ming shook his head, still hesitant to open the door.

"Tang Ming, it’s Meng Xianjun, are you still alive?"

While everyone was puzzled, a shout came from outside.