Perspective-Golden Pupils

Chapter 74: : Young Master Tang beat up the motorcycle gang

Chapter 74 : Young Master Tang beat up the motorcycle gang

Aro leisurely leaned against the front of the car. His eyes narrowed slightly, and with a hint of disdain, he looked at the burly men in front of him who were holding weapons. As someone who had undergone strict training, he was not afraid of these seemingly fierce guys at all. In his eyes, these people were just a bunch of motley crew, unable to withstand a single blow.

Faced with such a lineup, ordinary people were already scared out of their wits. However, Tang Guobin was a natural warmonger. When he saw the weapon in the other party's hand, he was not afraid. Instead, he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Haha! Now, we can't leave even if we want to." Tang Guobin laughed and pulled out the steel nunchaku from the back of the car seat, ready to get out of the car and show off. Suddenly, he turned around and saw Xu Qing in the backseat taking out her phone to call the police.

"Qing, who are you calling?" Tang Guobin asked anxiously.

Xu Qing rolled his eyes." Who else could it be? The police!"

Tang Guobin was so anxious that he was sweating. He quickly held Xu Qing's hand and begged," My good brother, if you don't want to fight, stay in the car. Don't call the police!"

Tang Guobin was really afraid that Xu Qing would call the police. It was a rare opportunity to apply what he had learned. He could not let it go.

Xu Qing frowned and said,"Can you two beat such a big group?" I'm afraid we won't even have the chance to call the police."

Tang Guobin could not help but grab Xu Qing's phone. He removed the battery and put it in his pocket. He smiled and said," Just watch, kid. Watch me play with the nunchakus." After saying that, he threw his phone aside and got out of the car.

The leader of the group was Zhang Deli, a man from the northeast. This guy's hometown was Mohe County in Hei Long Jiang. He had served in the Marine Corps for four years and came to Jiang City to fight after being discharged. With the skills he had learned in the army and his strong physique, he quickly made a name for himself in the underworld. His subordinates had gathered a group of ruthless people who dared to fight and fight, and they had become an evil force on these streets. In addition to looking after the place, he had also recruited a group of underlings who specialized in scamming people. They had a considerable income every month. Ma Hou, who was lying on the ground, was one of them. On the street at night, Zhang Deli and Aro looked at each other for the first time, as if they had uncovered a dusty memory. Zhang Deli, a veteran general who had been through many battles, felt the iron-blooded aura emitted by Aro. It was a familiar feeling that he had not felt for a long time. He secretly guessed that this Aro was very likely from the army and was an expert that could not be underestimated.

After many years of social experience, Zhang Deli's edges and corners were gradually smoothed out, and he became smooth in handling things. But tonight, the temptation of a phone call made him decide to come out of retirement. He brought a group of underlings and aggressively came to pick a fight.

Tang Guobin, this hot-blooded young man, rushed to Zhang Deli without saying anything after getting out of the car. The nunchaku in his hand danced quickly and went straight for Zhang Deli's face. Zhang Deli was concentrating on observing Aro. He did not expect Tang Guobin to suddenly make trouble. However, he was an expert after all. He easily dodged the attack with a slip of his foot. Then, he picked up the water pipe and scolded Tang Guobin in the northeastern dialect." You little bastard. Do you want to fight?"

Tang Guobin did not want to be outdone. He swept his stick over and crooked the bridge of a lackey's nose. Blood immediately flowed out. Zhang Deli was furious when he saw this. He picked up the water pipe and was about to hit Tang Guobin's head. His underlings behind him also joined the battle.

Aro looked at all of this and was deeply surprised by Tang Guobin's bravery. He immediately joined the battle and confronted Zhang Deli. Tang Guobin's nunchaku skills were superb, and he took down several opponents within a few moves. Aro also grabbed a water pipe and started a head-on confrontation with Zhang Deli.

The battle on the streets became more and more intense. Flames and water splashed everywhere. In this chaotic battle, everyone displayed extraordinary skills and courage. This was a battle that was full of blood boiling and passion, and also an adventure filled with the unknown and possibilities. Xu Qing watched a shocking fight in the car. Tang Guobin's nunchaku skills were really superb. In just ten minutes, the hooligans who fell to the ground and rolled around in pain had all lost their fighting strength. Other than the northeasterner who was confronting Aro, everyone else had been defeated. Tang Guobin easily clamped the nunchaku under his ribs, leaned against a motorcycle, and leisurely became a spectator.

The Northeasterner who was fighting Aro was gradually at a disadvantage. He had been hit twice on the back. If not for his strong body, an ordinary person would have fallen to the ground long ago. It seemed that there was still a certain gap between the strength of the elite soldiers from the Marine Corps and the retired elites of the special forces. The water pipes of the two had been twisted and deformed after the intense collision. Zhang Deli was injured and did not have enough strength to fight. After barely holding on for a few rounds, he was hit by Aro's water pipe that hit his waist. After holding his waist and staggering two steps, Aro turned his body and swept his whip leg across his neck, directly knocking him out.

The customers in the barbecue square applauded and cheered for this martial arts performance. It was unknown who took the lead, but applause and cheers rose and fell for a long time. Tang Guobin did not seem to be satisfied. He pursed his lips and said,"A bunch of pushovers. I haven't had enough of them yet."

Xu Qing poked his head out of the car window and shouted,"Stop dawdling!" If you're done, come and drive." Aro drove the Land Rover ahead and used the bumper to push away the motorcycle in front of him. The two cars sped away, leaving behind the hooligans who were screaming in pain.

Tang Guobin sent Xu Qing to the entrance of Huijing Garden and drove away after repeatedly reminding her. At one o'clock in the morning, Xu Qing returned home and found that there were only a few dim lights in the villa. Everyone was probably asleep. He quietly carried the suitcase into the door and turned on the light in the living room, only to find Elder Wang sitting on the sofa, staring at him with bright eyes.

"Master, why haven't you rested yet?" Xu Qing walked to the sofa and sat down. He placed the suitcase in his hand on the coffee table.

"Are you full?" Elder Wang asked with a smile.

Xu Qing nodded. Elder Wang took out a recording pen from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table. Hey, listen up, there's a cultivation technique called Zhengyang Technique here. Take it and practice it first. However, there's one thing I have to make clear to you first. Little Tang is born to be rebellious, so don't ever teach him this cultivation method. After he mastered it, he would immediately destroy it.

Xu Qing, why are you doing this to me? You questioned those fortune-tellers and said that they were born rebellious. But as I've said before, the man is short, his ears are small, the bones at the back of his head stick out, and he walks like a feather. These are all characteristics of Tang brat. He was born rebellious and had a short-lived appearance. If he did not have the protection of a wealthy person, he would definitely not live past 30 years old. One had to maintain the body of a child to practice this Zhengyang Technique, or else one would bleed non-stop and die suddenly.

Therefore, Xu Qing, you have to listen carefully. Although this cultivation method is good, it is not something that anyone can practice. Tang brat, he, sigh, he was destined to have a short life. Let's not waste this effort. Hurry up and destroy the cultivation technique to avoid causing big trouble.