Behind Fang Shuwen,
there stood a lanky man with a mole and a short, round man. Though the two were clumsy as they climbed over the wall,
they landed on their feet and immediately fixed Fang Shuwen with hostile glares.
But to Guo Ziming, it looked as if the two men were staring insolently at him.
Guo Ziming took in the situation and didn't care.
One Fang Shuwen was a lesson. Three street thugs were just as easy to beat.
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At the thought, the smile on his face grew even wider.
"Fang Shuwen, what can these two crooked melons and cracked dates possibly do?"
"A-Da, A-Er, you two go teach him a good, hard lesson!"
At that, Fang Shuwen's lips curled, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Young Master Guo, I'll leave things here to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Shuwen charged toward Guo Ziming.
His bones had rung twice, making him far stronger than the two guards beside Guo Ziming, whose bones had rung only once.
His movements seemed ordinary, but he easily slipped past the two men and reached Guo Ziming in just a few steps.
Meanwhile,
the two men on the other side had still been a little dazed. They were about to explain that they were also here to deal with Fang Shuwen.
But now they saw the two thugs ignore Fang Shuwen as he ran past and charge straight at them.
They immediately understood that this so-called Young Master Guo was a treacherous scoundrel.
He was clearly on good terms with the kid playing chess, yet he still wanted to pit them against each other.
As street thugs from a gang, the two were no strangers to brawling.
At this sight, they flew into a rage.
"Heh heh, you still want to teach us brothers a lesson!"
The lanky man sneered as A-Da and A-Er charged at them.
He reached into his clothes, pulled out a packet of lime, then flung it at the two men.
They hadn't been on guard at all. The lime hit its mark, and their eyes burned fiercely.
They could no longer think of attacking and began rubbing their eyes.
The two thugs didn't waste a moment. While their opponents' vision was blocked and their movements sluggish,
they stamped forward and closed in, punching and kicking.
Every move was a vicious street-fighting trick, each punch and kick aimed at a vital spot.
Before long, they had beaten the two guards of Young Master Guo until all they could do was cry out in pain where they lay.
That was how street fights went.
There was no shame in using any dirty trick. Winning was all that mattered.
So even though the two gang thugs were no match for Young Master Guo's guards, whose bones had rung once,
a perfectly timed handful of lime
had been enough for the two thugs to knock down the guards, who had rung their bones once and had some martial cultivation.
"Heh!"
Having dealt with the two guards, the pair turned their attention to Guo Ziming and Fang Shuwen.
"Now it's your turn!"
They had taken down two burly grown men, so they were no longer as cautious around the two college-age boys. Their arrogance flared.
Guo Ziming couldn't help swallowing.
His chubby, fair body began to tremble.
Fang Shuwen smiled as he watched the approaching thugs.
Having seen the pair's tactics, he immediately felt relieved that he hadn't rushed in earlier.
If he'd gotten lime in his eyes, even with his bones having rung twice and his strength far exceeding theirs, he would have been in for trouble.
It seemed that he would have to be cautious in future fights and guard against these dirty tricks.
Fang Shuwen remained composed as the two thugs approached.
"You two certainly have some tricks."
Fang Shuwen cupped his hands, speaking with a touch of genuine admiration as he said with a smile,
"But do you know who this man beside me is? He's the eldest son of Chairman Guo of the Xikou Chamber of Commerce!"
At that, the two thugs froze.
They stopped in their tracks.
A trace of apprehension flashed in their eyes, but they quickly hid it.
"Y-You think just because his surname's Guo, he's the eldest son of the Guo Family?" the fat man stammered.
The lanky man chimed in, "I could say I'm Qin Shi Huang. Would you send me money?"
Fang Shuwen couldn't help but pause.
He looked the two men up and down. They weren't even afraid of the Guo Family.
"Forget the Guo Family. Even if the Jade Emperor himself showed up, you two are still getting a beating today!"
The pair kept approaching, looking more than ready to fight.
"Honorable heroes, I really have nothing to do with Fang Shuwen! Don't drag an innocent man into this. I have some money here. Take it as a little something for tea."
Guo Ziming couldn't help backing away.
At the same time, he pulled a handful of silver dollars from his wallet and tossed them over.
The two men's faces lit up. The lanky one stopped and bent down to pick up the coins.
The fat man was half a step too slow. He watched helplessly as the lanky man scooped up the silver dollars from the ground, nearly sweeping them all up. Anxious and annoyed, he cursed,
"Bro! Don't leave a single one!"
The lanky man didn't even count them. He stuffed them all into his clothes and grinned.
"What's that saying? The early bird gets the worm."
The fat man, still fuming, turned to Guo Ziming and glared. "Got any more? Hand it all over!"
There had been quite a lot just now—at least fifty dollars.
That was several times more than what they had originally hoped to get from Fang Shuwen.
Guo Ziming was so frightened that he waved his hands frantically and backed into the corner. His voice went high.
"N-No... I really don't have any more!"
The fat man spat and was about to curse again when he caught sight of Fang Shuwen moving from the corner of his eye.
Fang Shuwen had stood in the same spot all this time, hands clasped behind his back, watching the pair divide their spoils with a faint smile.
His smile was warm and harmless, lazy and easygoing, as if he wanted no part of the world.
But at the very instant the fat man turned his head, that smile vanished.
Fang Shuwen drew a deep breath and suddenly drove off the ground. His bones rang twice inside him, and he shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.
All that feigned weakness and stalling had been for this very moment.
The two men were distracted, their positions disordered. One was still bent over, the other hadn't even turned back.
Both were wide open!
The lanky man reacted first. He was, after all, used to scrambling through street fights.
He instinctively jerked back and reached into his clothes to grab the lime.
But Fang Shuwen had caught him off guard, and he was too fast.
The strength of someone whose bones had rung twice showed itself in full.
The lanky man's hand had only just touched the paper packet when Fang Shuwen's hand was already on his right arm.
Having seen what had happened to the two guards, Fang Shuwen didn't dare hold back. His five fingers clamped down like iron pincers, then twisted sharply along the gaps between the bones in the man's arm.
Crack!
The sharp sound rang through the alley, and the lanky man let out a bloodcurdling scream.
His whole right arm went limp and dangled at his side. The packet of lime slipped through his fingers, scattering white powder across the ground.
"Bro!" The fat man's eyes nearly burst with rage as he lunged at Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen neither dodged nor retreated. He reached out with his left hand and caught the fat man's incoming fist with perfect precision.
He didn't try to meet the force of the punch head-on. Instead, he yanked hard in the direction of the man's charge, sending him stumbling forward, then slammed his right elbow into the man's shoulder joint.
Crack!
Another sharp sound of breaking bone rang out. The fat man's left arm was ruined too.
One thug clutched his right arm, the other his left. They rolled together on the ground in the alley, drenched in sweat and howling like slaughtered pigs.
From the moment Fang Shuwen attacked to the moment the two hit the ground, no more than two breaths had passed.
Guo Ziming stared, his eyes wide and his jaw nearly hitting the ground.
His gaze turned instantly fearful as he looked at Fang Shuwen!