The younger brothers behind him had been prepared for this. More than fifty of them charged in with a roar.
The classroom was not large enough for more than seventy people, and Liang Kun's men had nowhere to run. In the blink of an eye, Wang Xuan's men swarmed them and hacked them to the floor. Each of them took several blows.
Fortunately, they were all using machetes. The wounds were only flesh wounds and not deep. Though the injuries looked gruesome, they were really just bleeding and were not fatal.
The fight had begun suddenly and ended just as abruptly. Before the actors and crew could even panic, everyone standing in the classroom besides Liang Kun was one of Wang Xuan's men.
The group of Young and Dangerous members who had been so arrogant earlier now lay on the floor, covered in blood and wailing miserably. Starting with Qian Wenqi, everyone was so frightened that they held their breath and did not dare make a sound. The bolder ones still dared to sneak a few glances, while the timid ones simply lowered their heads and refused to look.
Liang Kun was terrified as well. He had never expected Wang Xuan to be even more unpredictable than him—or rather, even more savage and deranged. Without exchanging so much as a few empty words, Wang Xuan had attacked directly, and in the blink of an eye, all his men had been hacked to the ground.
At that moment, he was surrounded by fifty or sixty people wielding knives. Even though he had been in the underworld for many years, had seen plenty of things, and had several lives on his hands, his face was still pale with fear.
But his status as a gang boss meant he absolutely could not show weakness. He forced himself to tilt his head slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his right hand, the corner of his mouth twitching faintly.
Seeing that he was about to issue a threat, Wang Xuan interrupted him without the slightest courtesy. "The Viper threatened me too. I stabbed him eight times. The fact that he didn't die was just good luck."
Those words left Liang Kun speechless. The words at his throat were forced back down, and he coughed painfully twice.
Wang Xuan swept a cold glance over Liang Kun and curled the corner of his mouth. "This is better. Come on, let's find somewhere else to talk in private."
Without bothering to see whether Liang Kun agreed, he walked out on his own. Before leaving, he instructed his men, "Check whether they're dead. If they aren't, dump them at the hospital entrance. It's bad luck to leave dead people here!"
Liang Kun gritted his teeth. He knew this matter could not be settled peacefully. He was now a fish on the chopping block, completely at someone else's mercy. With no other choice, he followed Wang Xuan out.
When they reached another empty room, Liang Kun closed the door behind him. He then saw Wang Xuan walking toward him with a broad smile. Just as he was wondering why Wang Xuan's attitude had suddenly changed, Wang Xuan stepped forward with his left foot, twisted his waist, and unexpectedly drove his right fist hard into Liang Kun's stomach.
Caught completely off guard, Liang Kun's eyes bulged, and his body doubled over like a giant shrimp. A mouthful of stale food sprayed from his mouth. His hands instinctively covered his stomach as he staggered backward two steps, only stopping when he crashed into the door with a bang.
Fortunately, Wang Xuan had been prepared. He immediately dodged to the side after striking him, avoiding Liang Kun's spray.
Seeing Liang Kun leaning against the door, Wang Xuan reached out for his hair. He came up empty-handed and only then realized that Liang Kun's hair was too short to get a proper grip on.
Switching hands, he seized Liang Kun by the neck, forcibly straightened him, and pinned him firmly against the door.
"Did you think I didn't have the ability to kill you? Is that why you dared not only to pirate my videotapes, but also to come to my company and poach my people?" As he spoke, Wang Xuan repeatedly slapped Liang Kun across the face.
The sharp slaps made Liang Kun wish he were dead. They hurt him even more than the punch to his stomach. Physical pain was one thing, but this mental humiliation was something Liang Kun, a gang boss for many years, simply could not swallow.
How many years had it been? How many years had passed since someone had bullied him like a child? Wang Xuan's slaps dredged up memories from his youth, from before he had entered the underworld more than a decade ago.
But he was no longer as impulsive as he had been back then. Circumstances were stronger than people. Even though he hated Wang Xuan to the core, he still did not dare show it. He had realized that the man before him was genuinely deranged. Put nicely, he was moody and unpredictable. Put bluntly, he was a lunatic.
He now deeply regretted bringing only a few people with him and impulsively coming here to cause trouble. Of course, even if he had brought more men, it might not have helped. Against a lunatic who attacked without saying a word, all the old rules of the underworld were useless.
There had been no negotiations, no exchange of insults. Wang Xuan had simply hacked at people the moment he arrived, completely disregarding the fact that injuries and deaths meant compensation had to be paid!
Seven or eight of his men had been injured today. The medical expenses alone would cost tens of thousands. After adding all the other expenses, less than a hundred thousand would not cover it. If the gangs hacked at each other like this every day, the protection money they collected would not even be enough to pay the medical bills. That was why most of the time, fights never actually broke out.
But this man before him... Liang Kun truly could not adapt to him. He felt that he had grown old and could no longer keep up with the gangs' development.
Wang Xuan paid no attention to the shame, fury, hatred, and malice revealed in Liang Kun's eyes. He knew very well that Liang Kun would not live past the first episode!
The reason he had dragged Liang Kun into a private room to teach him a lesson was that he feared things might get out of hand. Wang Xuan's main targets at present were the Hong Yi Society and the internal affairs of Dongxing. He did not want to get involved with Hung Hing—not until his own power had reached a bottleneck, at least.
"Stay put on your own turf. Don't come wandering around for no reason, and don't stretch your hands too far. They might get chopped off. I'll leave you some dignity today. Don't come looking for trouble with me again, because I've always believed that a dead opponent is the best kind of opponent!"
Wang Xuan leaned his head beside Liang Kun's ear and spoke softly, without a trace of emotion.
Yet the calmer he sounded, the more terrifying Liang Kun found him. The tiny profit from pirated copies was absolutely not worth provoking someone like this. Liang Kun had spent years building his position in Hung Hing and was one of its more prominent bosses. There was no need for him to use his porcelain body to collide with a clay pot like Wang Xuan.
After speaking, Wang Xuan yanked Liang Kun off balance, opened the door, and walked out without looking back.
A moment later, when the strength gradually returned to his body, Liang Kun heard the disorderly footsteps receding into the distance. Only then did he release a heavy sigh of relief. He knew he had survived this crisis, but he still had no idea what kind of person Wang Xuan really was.
Impulsive? Deranged? A lunatic? Pretending to be crazy and foolish?
Regardless, his dignity had been trampled today. He did not plan to take revenge immediately. There was no need, and more importantly, there was no profit in it. If he really drove Wang Xuan mad, the loss would far outweigh the gain.
Of course, if he ever had an opportunity to kick Wang Xuan while he was down, he would not hesitate to strike.
That was also what Wang Xuan was thinking. Even if he killed Liang Kun now, he would have no chance of taking over the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui. It would also risk disrupting the world's plotline, making it a complete loss. If he acted in the future, either his own forces would have grown powerful enough to swallow Liang Kun, or the plot would have reached the point where Liang Kun no longer had any value in staying alive.
For now, everything remained unknown.
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