Lime, Counter-kill, Couldn't Hold Back (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Behind Fang Shuwen.

One thin and tall with a black mole, the other short and round like a ball; although their movements while vaulting the wall were clumsy.

They stood firm the moment they landed, staring at Fang Shuwen in front of them with malicious intent.

But in the eyes of Guo Ziming, it was as if these two were staring at him without the slightest bit of courtesy.

Seeing this formation, Guo Ziming didn't care at all.

One Fang Shuwen is a lesson, three ruffians are just more to beat.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face grew even wider:

"Fang Shuwen, with just these two crooked melons and cracked dates, what can you do?"

"A-Da, A-Er, you two go up and beat him hard for me!"

Hearing this, Fang Shuwen hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Young Master Guo, I'll leave this to you."

As the words fell, Fang Shuwen charged toward Guo Ziming.

His two-bone-crack strength was far more formidable than the one-bone-crack bodyguards beside Guo Ziming.

His movements appeared ordinary, yet he easily bypassed the two men and reached Guo Ziming's side in a few strides.

And at this moment.

On the other side, the two ruffians, who were initially dazed and preparing to explain that they also intended to deal with Fang Shuwen.

But now, seeing that the two thugs ignored the charging Fang Shuwen and were instead rushing toward them.

They immediately understood that this so-called Young Master Guo was a sinister villain.

He clearly had a good relationship with this chess-playing kid, yet he still wanted to sow confusion.

As gang ruffians, the two were also people who loved to fight and be fierce.

Seeing this scene, they immediately exploded.

"Heh, you actually want to teach our brothers a lesson!"

The thin, tall one sneered, facing the charging A-Da and A-Er.

He reached into his bosom, pulled out a bag of lime, and with a wave, threw it at the two men.

The two were caught completely off guard and fell for it instantly, their eyes burning with pain.

No longer able to attack, they began to rub their eyes.

The two ruffians did not dare to delay, taking advantage of the fact that their opponents' vision was obstructed and their movements were sluggish.

They stomped their feet, closed in, and began punching and kicking.

Every move was a sinister street-fighting trick, with every punch and kick aimed at the vital points of their bodies.

Before long, they had beaten Young Master Guo's two guards until they could only howl in pain on the spot.

Street fighting is just like that.

All kinds of underhanded tricks are used without hesitation; winning is all that matters.

Therefore, despite the fact that in terms of overall strength, the two gang ruffians were no match for Young Master Guo's one-bone-crack guards.

However, just a well-timed handful of lime.

Was enough for the two ruffians to take down two martial artists who had achieved a level of cultivation with one bone crack.

"Heh heh!"

The fat and thin pair dealt with the two guards, and their gazes immediately fell upon Guo Ziming and Fang Shuwen.

"Now it's your turn!"

Having taken down two obviously strong adult men, the two ruffians were no longer as cautious as before, becoming arrogant toward the remaining two half-grown students.

Guo Ziming couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

His plump, white body began to tremble.

Fang Shuwen watched the approaching ruffians with a smile.

Having witnessed the ruffians' methods, he immediately felt that it was fortunate he hadn't acted rashly before.

Otherwise, if he had been blinded by lime, even with his two-bone-crack strength far exceeding these ruffians, he would likely have suffered a loss.

It seems that in future battles, one must be cautious and guard against these underhanded tricks.

Facing the two approaching ruffians, Fang Shuwen's expression remained calm.

"You two certainly have excellent methods."

Fang Shuwen cupped his hands, his tone carrying a hint of genuine appreciation as he said with a smile:

"But do you know the identity of the person beside me? He is the eldest son of Chairman Guo of our Xikou Chamber of Commerce!"

As the words fell, the two ruffians were instantly stunned.

Their forward steps came to a halt.

A flash of wariness crossed their eyes, but they quickly suppressed it.

"Don't... don't think that just because his surname is Guo... he's the young master of the Guo Family!" the fat one stammered.

The tall, thin one chimed in, "I could say I'm Qin Shi Huang, but would you send me money?"

Fang Shuwen couldn't help but be taken aback upon hearing this.

He looked the two men up and down, surprised that they weren't even afraid of the Guo Family.

"Today, let alone the Guo Family, even if the Heavenly King himself came, you two wouldn't be escaping a beating!"

The two continued to close in, clearly intent on throwing hands.

"Good sirs, I really have nothing to do with this Fang Shuwen! Please don't implicate an innocent person. I have some money here; take it as tea money for the two of you."

Guo Ziming couldn't help but retreat!

At the same time, he grabbed a handful of silver dollars from his wallet and threw them over.

The fat and thin men were clearly much more eager now; the tall, thin one stopped in his tracks and bent down to pick up the silver dollars.

The fat one was half a step slower, watching helplessly as the tall, thin one was about to sweep up all the silver dollars on the ground. He felt anxious and angry, cursing as he spoke:

"Brother! You're taking every single one!"

The tall, thin one didn't even bother to count, stuffing them all into his bosom and grinning:

"What do you call this? First come, first served."

The fat one, feeling aggrieved, turned his head to glare at Guo Ziming: "Are there any more? Take them all out!"

The amount just now was quite significant, at least fifty pieces.

This was several times more than what they had originally intended to get from Fang Shuwen.

Guo Ziming waved his hands frantically, retreating to the corner of the wall, his voice cracking:

"No... there really isn't any more!"

The fat one spat, and just as he was about to curse again, he caught a glimpse of Fang Shuwen moving out of the corner of his eye.

Fang Shuwen had been standing in the same spot since earlier, his hands behind his back, watching the two split the loot with a smile.

That smile was gentle, harmless, lazy, easygoing, and indifferent to the world.

But the moment the fat one turned his head, that smile vanished.

Fang Shuwen took a deep breath, suddenly exerting force through his feet, and two distinct bone-cracking sounds exploded within his body as he shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

The weakness and stalling he had shown earlier were all for this very moment.

The two men were distracted, their positioning scattered—one was bent over and had yet to rise, the other had turned his head and had yet to look back.

They were full of openings!

The tall, thin one reacted first, as he was someone who had spent years scraping by on the streets.

He instinctively shrank back while reaching into his bosom to grab the lime powder.

But with a calculated strike against the unprepared, Fang Shuwen's speed was simply too fast.

The power of his two-bone-crack strength was displayed to the fullest at this moment.

Just as the tall, thin one's hand touched the paper packet, Fang Shuwen's hand had already clamped onto his right arm.

Having seen the fate of the two guards, he dared not hold back; his five fingers tightened like iron pincers, twisting and wrenching along the joints of the arm.

"CRACK!"

A crisp sound exploded in the alley, and the tall, thin one let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His entire right arm hung limp, the lime packet slipping from his fingers and spilling white powder all over the ground.

"Brother!" The fat one's eyes split with rage as he lunged forward.

Fang Shuwen didn't dodge or evade; his left hand shot out, precisely grabbing the fist the fat one had swung.

He didn't meet the force of the punch head-on, but instead pulled along the momentum of the man's charge, causing the fat one to stumble forward, while his right elbow smashed fiercely into the fat one's shoulder joint.

"CRACK!"

Another crisp sound of bone fracturing, and the fat one's left arm was also rendered useless.

The two ruffians, one clutching his right arm and the other his left, rolled into a heap in the alley, sweating profusely from the pain and howling like slaughtered pigs.

From the moment Fang Shuwen struck to the moment the two fell, only two breaths of time had passed.

Guo Ziming's eyes widened, his jaw nearly hitting the ground.

The look he gave Fang Shuwen was now filled with nothing but fear!