Hawke and his foreign companions stared, their jaws practically hitting the ground.
This was nothing like the Dragon Country gangsters they had imagined!
They completely lacked the imposing aura of foreign gangs, instead looking like a bunch of clowns.
"FUCK! You idiots! What are you standing around for? Get them!"
Hawke, having snapped out of it, roared at the remaining thugs who were also a bit dazed.
The thugs finally came to their senses. Even though their boss looked ridiculous, they were paid to do a job. Gritting their teeth, they charged forward.
The battle officially began!
What followed completely overturned Su Mansu's understanding of these three girls, who were close to her in age.
Liu Yutong, barefoot, gripped the wooden stick she had picked up, ready for a fight.
When a thug charged at her, she simply sidestepped slightly and thrust the stick forward, hitting him squarely in the armpit.
"Oww!"
The thug instantly stiffened as if electrocuted. Before he could recover, Liu Yutong brought the stick down on his face, knocking him out.
Then, with a flick of her wrist, she jabbed the stick backward, poking another thug who was trying to sneak up from behind right in the navel.
"Ugh!"
The thug immediately doubled over like a shrimp, clutching his stomach as he fell to his knees, gasping for air.
Meanwhile, Lan Die stayed close to Liu Yutong's side, protecting her from any threats.
Compared to Liu Yutong's seemingly effortless style, Lan Die's fighting method was shockingly brutal.
Holding another dagger, Lan Die met the charging thugs head-on. Her fighting style was simple and direct, with almost no wasted movement. Every strike temporarily incapacitated a thug.
Some had the tendons in their wrists severed by her; others clutched their bleeding arms, howling in pain as they crumpled to the ground.
Compared to their side, Yu Xin's area was a bit more... entertaining.
She was the busiest one on the field, specializing in attacks below the belt and other... unconventional spots.
The telescopic baton in her hand was like an extension of her will.
"Whack-a-mole time!"
Yu Xin shouted, her baton thwacking and cracking against the thugs' ankles and the sides of their knees.
"Yow! My kneecap!"
"My foot's gone numb! Numb!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, that hurts..."
One thug tried to grab her from the side when she wasn't looking. Yu Xin dropped into a low slide—yes, a slide tackle!
Not only did she dodge the sneak attack, but her baton also managed to give the thug's backside a solid whack on the way.
"Smack!"
"AHHH!!!"
The thug grabbed his butt and jumped straight up. He lost his balance upon landing, landing hard on his rear end again, grimacing in pain.
Yu Xin looked at the thug who had tried to ambush her, put her hands on her hips, and quipped, "Not bad back there, but too fragile!"
Then, taking advantage of a lull in the attacks, she pulled out her phone and pretended to film.
"Can you believe it, folks? Ran into a bunch of losers today who insisted on performing spontaneous splits..."
In less than three minutes, the fight was over.
All six or seven thugs were lying on the ground in various bizarre positions.
Especially their leader with the dagger in his shoulder, who had already passed out from the pain. Only Hawke and his foreign companions remained, staring dumbfounded at these three Dragon Country women.
One foreigner couldn't help but stick out a thumb: "Dragon Country Kung Fu, awesome!!!"
Liu Yutong casually tossed the stick aside, found a stool to sit on, retrieved her shoes, and put them back on.
Yu Xin, not quite satisfied, retracted her baton, clapped her hands, and mocked, "Six or seven grown men, and you can't even take a hit? How boring! Remember to bring more people next time!"
Lan Die had already neatly re-done her hair. She walked over to the unconscious leader, cleanly pulled out her dagger and put it away, then returned to Liu Yutong's side, reverting to her usual silent, aloof demeanor.
Su Mansu, who had watched the whole fight without getting involved, stood there with her mouth agape. She looked at her three companions, then at the thugs scattered across the ground, nursing their wounds. Only one thought remained in her mind.
"Just what kind of company did I join? Or did I join some kind of... organization?"
"Is everyone here this good at fighting?"
As she was lost in thought, Yu Xin walked over. "Sister Mansu, weren't you scared? Don't worry, we were acting in self-defense. It's legal!"
"Even if we had finished them off, it would've been fine."
Su Mansu: "..."
Well, she supposed that was true. A dozen men trying to bully a few women—under normal circumstances, that justified unlimited self-defense. She knew that even without studying law.
It was just the outcome that was...
Liu Yutong walked up to Hawke, who was petrified with fear.
"So, do you still need us to kneel and beg you?"
Hawke shuddered, almost dropping to his knees on the spot, and hurriedly apologized: "NO! NO! SOrry! I'm SO SOrry!"
"........"
Just as Liu Yutong and the others had finished dealing with the thugs and were about to settle accounts with Hawke and his group...
In a nearby alley.
A group of thugs with green-dyed hair, wearing matching tight green outfits, sat slumped on the ground like beaten dogs.
After confirming no one was chasing them, their leader, a thug with a "Heavenly Eye" tattoo on his forehead, couldn't hold back his curses.
"Damn it! Lost our turf!"
"Goddamn it, those Southern District bastards have no honor either. They brought over a hundred guys to smash our place, and even chased us down."
"Count them. How many brothers do we have left?"
A lackey finished counting and reported, still panting heavily.
"Heavenly Eye Bro, c-count's clear. Less than twenty."
"Five or six went down during the chaos. We lost another four or five while running. The rest... three ran until they got side stitches and are puking back there."
Liu Hao looked at the sorry state of his hard-earned Heavenly Eye Gang, feeling a wave of bitterness.
"This is a curse! All my hard work building up that arcade, gone!"
"One of these days, I'm gonna take that turf back!"
Just as Liu Hao was beating his chest in frustration, a lackey next to him suddenly nudged him and pointed towards the entrance of the food stall not far away.
"Heavenly Eye Bro! Look over there. There's a fight going on too, and it's women?"
"Damn! Are women these days that fierce in a fight? They took down seven or eight guys."
"........."
Liu Hao immediately looked in the direction his lackey pointed. He saw a woman of extraordinary poise putting her shoes back on and standing up.
And indeed, in front of them, seven or eight groaning thugs were lying on the ground, along with a few foreigners cowering like quails.
What kind of women were these? Fighting so fiercely—female special forces? Professionally trained bodyguards?
But when he got a clear look at the leading woman's profile, he jolted.
"Holy shit! That's Liu Yutong?!"
A flood of unbearable memories instantly rushed into Liu Hao's mind.
Back in the day, Liu Hao was the undisputed king of Internet Cafe Street in Wushui County, living his glory days.
That all ended when he met Liu Yutong.
First, she outmaneuvered him, then she taught him a lesson and had him thrown in jail. Later, she even poached all his underlings, leaving him a commander without an army. In the end, he could only beat a hasty retreat to Mingzhu City.
It's fair to say that period was the darkest chapter of his life on the streets.
"What a small world, running into you here..."
Liu Hao stroked his chin, staring fixedly at Liu Yutong, his mind beginning to churn with possibilities.
They had just finished a fight. Even if they looked fine on the surface, their stamina must be drained. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance for revenge!
The most crucial point was that her formidable bodyguard from Yuncheng wasn't around!
The advantage was clearly his!
