*Crack*—
Yan Liang and Li Fengtian had just reached the foot of the foot-massage parlor.
From the second floor came the sound of shattering glass, and at the same time, a figure tumbled miserably out of a second-story window.
The man raised his head.
His face was fierce and covered in fleshy jowls—it was none of us other than Babi of the Wo Hop To.
He was precisely the target Yan Liang had come to find.
Only,
the big boss who should have been mighty and overbearing, guarded by bodyguards at every turn, was now in an utterly wretched state, entirely stripped of his former arrogant demeanor...
Replaced instead
by deep, unadulterated terror!
Babi scrambled up using both hands and feet, clutched his bath towel tighter around himself, and fled in a panic...
Just then, loud commotions echoed from inside the parlor entrance as three or four fierce-looking young men rushed out with blades in hand, giving chase.
At the lead of the pack
was none other than Chan Ho-nam, clad in a leather jacket with flowing long hair...
Known in the underworld as Handsome Nam,
he was followed closely by his sworn brothers, Tai Tin-yee and the rest of the crew...
"Stop right there..."
With an angry roar, the group rushed out of the parlor and sprinted after the fleeing Babi.
The massage parlor was located in a bustling commercial district, and with the commotion kicked up by Chan Ho-nam and his men, the surroundings instantly grew even more lively.
Onlookers stopped in their tracks to watch, their eyes tinged with varying degrees of awe.
Naturally,
given the environment they lived in, they seemed quite accustomed to such spectacles.
Li Fengtian wore a blank look of utter bewilderment:
"Son of a bitch!
Since when do local kids move this fast?"
In fact, it wasn't just Li Fengtian;
even Yan Liang beside him was completely dumbfounded.
According to the plot's timeline,
Chan Ho-nam and the others shouldn't have made their move upstairs for a while yet.
Yet how much time had passed?
Still, it didn't take long for him to brush it off.
According to the original story, Chicken—who was supposed to supply the weapons—ought to have been trapped in the elevator at this point.
Yet right now,
not only was Chicken not stuck in the elevator, but he had actually joined in on the chopping.
"Brother Leung, Babi's about to be finished..."
Just as Yan Liang was lost in thought, Li Fengtian's voice suddenly rang out.
Yan Liang snapped violently back to reality,
only to see that down the roadway not far from them, Babi was already about to be overtaken by the group.
"Save him!"
Without a second thought, Yan Liang called out to Li Fengtian and charged ahead into the middle of the blade-wielding chaos.
Whether Babi lived or died meant nothing to him.
The crucial thing was that he couldn't die right now.
His grand ambitions depended entirely on this guy.
He had to remember that there were less than four hours left before the system's discount ended.
If Chan Ho-nam hacked Babi to death right here, all his plans would go down the drain.
As for whether this would offend Chan Ho-nam...
What a joke.
He was aligned with Liang Kun, not Big B!
Everyone already knew the two sides were at odds.
What was wrong with him sticking his oar in?
"Spare him..."
Even as Yan Liang was still turning this over in his mind, Li Fengtian's voice had already sounded beside him.
Only,
why did those words sound so much like a line from a rescue-at-the-execution-grounds scene?
There was no time to dwell on that now,
so Yan Liang instinctively prepared to shout along with him.
But the moment he looked up, he saw a sight that made his lungs boil with rage.
Chicken had caught up to Babi, and ignoring Li Fengtian's shouts, drove his blade straight into Babi's kidney with a squelch.
"Ah—!"
Struck in the kidney, Babi instantly contorted in agony, letting out a screech fit for a slaughtered pig.
Seeing this, Chicken's murderous intent flared, and instinctively raising his blade, he moved to slash it across Babi's throat.
"Old Li..."
Seeing this, Yan Liang roared in panic.
At that split-second, critical moment, Li Fengtian flicked his wrist and hurled something through the air.
Cutting a clean arc, the object smashed with a *bang* right into Chicken's head.
"Ah—fuck—!"
Instantly, a voice-cracking shriek tore from Chicken's throat.
At the same time, the impact sent him staggering and crashing to the ground.
"What the fuck—
where'd you get a brick?"
Yan Liang, who had kept his eyes glued on the situation, saw it all crystal clear.
He stared in horrified disbelief as he realized what Li Fengtian had thrown was half a brick...
Now, bear in mind,
although present-day Hong Kong was chaotic, bricks weren't exactly items you could pick up lying around on every street corner.
"The place next to where we had lunch was doing renovations, so I just slipped one into my pocket!"
Li Fengtian replied flatly, without changing expression.
"You...
Fucking awesome!"
Yan Liang froze for a moment, then gave him a thumbs-up.
Credit where credit's due, you've gotta hand it to Toyota Li!
Always ready to source materials on the spot, and thoughtful enough to carry them around.
...
Meanwhile,
Chicken lay sprawled on the ground, completely clueless as to what had hit him, feeling only the world spinning in a dizzy blur...
Aside from that, there was only pain!
Pain!
Fucking agonizing pain!
It felt as though he'd been hit square in the head by a fully loaded truck.
Chicken felt as though his head had been torn right off!
He lay on the ground clutching his head and thrashing about, like a live fish out of water.
"What was that thing that flew past?"
"If my eyes weren't deceiving me, that was a paving brick, right?"
"Holy shit... did someone actually use a brick as a hidden projectile?"
"Did you guys see who threw it? How is that kind of accuracy even possible?"
At the same time, the surrounding onlookers were left completely dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events.
Whoever threw that brick was way too badass, right?
A single flying brick had laid a guy out cold!
Did they think this was a martial arts movie with throwing weapons?
In truth, not just the crowd, but even Yan Liang was left in a daze.
He had never expected Li Fengtian to have this trick up his sleeve.
He couldn't help but look over at Li Fengtian...
Could this uncle secretly possess the potential of Little Li Flying Dagger?
"Chicken!!!"
Catching up from behind, Chan Ho-nam and the others nearly split their eyes in rage when they saw Chicken lying on the ground in a pool of blood, writhing in pain...
They swarmed forward, instinctively rushing to check on Chicken.
Yet unexpectedly,
someone reached Chicken and Babi a step ahead of them and firmly pinned the thrashing Chicken to the ground.
"Stop right there!!"
Seeing this, the group was thoroughly shocked and instinctively raised their weapons to fight the long-faced middle-aged man to the death.
Yet the man didn't give them an ounce of opportunity.
While pinning Chicken down, he reached out with his other hand and picked up the brick that had fallen nearby.
*Bang*—
Without the slightest hesitation, he brought the brick down on Chicken's head once more!
"Ah—!"
Chicken, whose head was already throbbing with splitting pain, suffered another heavy blow and let out a shrill, piercing shriek on the spot.
"You..."
Seeing this, Chan Ho-nam and the others instinctively halted their advance.
Pou-pei stared in absolute terror and blurted out:
"O-Old man... I think you've got the wrong guy!"
"Motherfucker, let Chicken go right now, or I'll hack you to pieces!"
Tai Tin-yee gripped his chopper, pointing it at the middle-aged man as he cursed furiously.
The rest of the group similarly wore ferocious expressions, spewing filthy profanities...
"Chicken!"
Enraged by the sight of Chicken's miserable state, Chan Ho-nam instantly slipped into a berserker fury.
His gleaming machete pointed furiously at Li Fengtian as he signaled the man to release his hostage...
Yet,
faced with a group of furious young punks, Li Fengtian's long face bore not a single trace of extra expression...
He was practically expressionless.
Yet his hands didn't stop moving; raising his arm once more, he brought the brick down again...
*Bang!*
"Auw—!"
Following the impact of the brick came another wretched howl of agony.
Fortunately, Li Fengtian knew better than to commit murder in broad daylight.
The force of his blows was calculated with absolute precision.
Guaranteed not to kill you, while ensuring you felt pain upon pain...