Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 863: The Little Ruffian Meets the Big Mafia Boss
Chapter 863: Chapter 863: The Little Ruffian Meets the Big Mafia Boss
Fang Kuohai’s skills were known to Xiang Yu as well. Although not particularly formidable, they were more than enough to handle two small security guards.
Xiang Yu didn’t rush to make a move, wanting to see how Fang Kuohai would handle the situation. After all, Fang Kuohai had already washed his hands of the criminal world, and no one knew his identity now that he had retired here.
"Gentlemen, let’s talk this over calmly. I don’t know what was lost, but I’m willing to compensate at the original price," Fang Kuohai said while dodging.
The two security guards were surprised. Despite the middle-aged man’s somewhat portly figure, his skills were indeed impressive. If they really fought, the two of them might not be able to win.
Upon hearing Fang Kuohai say this, the two security guards took the opportunity to pause. The short and fat security guard, slightly out of breath, looked coldly at Fang Kuohai and said, "What now, admitting it? If you’d owned up earlier, we wouldn’t have had to trouble ourselves this much."
The short, fat man sneered at Fang Rong, his eyes full of sleaze. Then he coughed and said, "How about this, you go back first, and let her stay here to talk with us."
Fang Kuohai saw their gaze and could tolerate enduring humiliation himself or living poorly, but he couldn’t bear anyone bullying his daughter.
It was for Fang Rong that he withdrew from the underworld all those years ago. After coming here, his fiery temper often got him into fights, and many people nearby feared him.
Because of Fang Rong’s constant persuasion, Fang Kuohai gradually changed his hot-headed nature, and by reading books in his spare time, he cultivated his manners further.
Now, these two small security guards were utterly unreasonable, and he clenched his fists, ready to explode.
Fang Rong hurriedly walked over and grabbed his arm, shaking her head to signal him not to get angry.
"Why don’t I stay and have a good talk with you two?" Xiang Yu said and then calmly walked over.
Fang Kuohai turned around to look, and upon seeing who it was, he was struck dumb and speechless. That face was too familiar. If it hadn’t been for Xiang Yu’s help back then, Fang Kuohai wouldn’t have returned here.
"You..." Fang Kuohai stared dumbly at Xiang Yu, unable to speak. This was too sudden. Wasn’t Xiang Yu in the main city? How did he suddenly come here and appear behind him?
"Boss Fang," Xiang Yu smiled and said.
They hadn’t seen each other for two years, and now seeing him brought a certain sense of familiarity.
"What are you doing here?" Fang Kuohai snapped out of shock and looked at Xiang Yu happily.
"Are you done yet? Just say it, what do you want with this matter—repay the money, or let your daughter stay and spend a night with us?" The short, fat security guard finally showed his true colors.
"You two go back; I’ll handle this and catch up later," Xiang Yu said, nodding to Fang Rong.
Knowing Xiang Yu’s skills, Fang Rong pulled Fang Kuohai along, saying, "Let’s leave first."
Fang Kuohai was somewhat worried and said, "Don’t hurt them; they’re just regular security guards."
Xiang Yu nodded without speaking, realizing Fang Kuohai indeed had changed.
"You ****, you’re just showing off here, aren’t you? That old man stole a total of two thousand yuan, now you double compensate for him," the fat security guard said impatiently.
Xiang Yu turned around and nodded, then kicked the fat security guard in the chest, sending him flying.
The other security guard screamed and rushed over, only to be knocked to the ground with a punch from Xiang Yu.
Dealing with the two, Xiang Yu didn’t take a minute. He then dragged them by their collars to the security office.
"Do you know who we are, daring to hit us? Aren’t you afraid of dying?" the fat security guard said fiercely, gritting his teeth.
They were locals; making a call and getting a dozen people was no problem.
"Call them all here," Xiang Yu said, sitting on a chair and looking down at the fat security guard on the ground.
The two security guards were at a loss, wondering what was going on; was this guy **** by any chance?
"Kid, you better not act tough here. Otherwise, when they get here, you won’t be able to leave. Since you’ve beaten us, let me cut you a deal—ten thousand yuan..."
Before he could finish, Xiang Yu kicked him, sending the fat man sprawling to the ground.
Without saying another word, Xiang Yu made a call.
"Brothers, this is Little Fatty. There’s someone causing trouble here; quickly bring a few people over," Little Fatty said before hanging up the phone.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and said, "Kid, you’re in trouble now. When my brothers get here, crippling you will be getting off lightly."
Xiang Yu ignored him, pouring himself a glass of water to drink.
About five minutes later, a van hurried over. Eight people were inside.
These eight people were shabbily dressed, varied in height, and dirty.
Given their appearance, they were probably laborers from nearby who gathered to fight in their free time.
If these people were allowed to develop, they could very well turn into a gang.
"Brothers, hit him hard; he kicked my teeth out," Little Fatty shouted inside the room.
Seeing these people arrive, Xiang Yu said nothing more and directly stepped forward to slap and knock down the leader.
The people hadn’t reacted yet; how could this guy be so arrogant, daring to make the first move despite their numbers?
No one dared to provoke them in the surrounding area because they were the kind who didn’t mind getting hurt when fighting.
It took the seven people five seconds of daze before they shouted and charged at Xiang Yu, while one of them picked up a brick to smash it at Xiang Yu’s head.
Xiang Yu dodged to one side, grabbed that person’s wrist, and smashed it against another person’s head.
Against these people, Xiang Yu didn’t need much time. One kick per person, and within two minutes, all eight were down.
He didn’t speak, dragging all of them back to the security office.
Little Fatty stood with his mouth agape, unable to speak. Normally, they bullied others, relying on their numbers. Today...
"Is there anyone else who hasn’t come? Call them quickly," Xiang Yu said, drinking water from a cup.
Little Fatty was utterly terrified, shaking his head, "That’s all of them, no one else."
"Just you ten?" Xiang Yu set the cup down, looking at Little Fatty.
"Do you know who I am?" Xiang Yu said, taking off his shirt.
His torso was covered in shocking scars, and Little Fatty almost wet himself upon seeing them.
"Brother, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have provoked you," Little Fatty quickly knelt, pleading.
He wasn’t stupid; seeing the gunshot scars on Xiang Yu’s body, he realized that if Xiang Yu wasn’t a cop, he was undoubtedly a big deal in the underworld.
All ten people on site dared not move, knowing they had run into a notable figure today.
"Do you all think you’re a part of the gangsters?" Xiang Yu said, then put on his shirt.
The ten people hung their heads in silence, realizing now they weren’t as impressive as they thought...
