Chapter 23: The Man with the Slicked-Back Hair

Many of the passersby who had been watching the scene nearby were applauding.

"This brother is amazing!"

"Those three scumbags finally got what was coming to them. Damn it, I get annoyed every time I see them!"

"It's a good thing this brother helped us teach them a lesson!"

Wang Xuan also ran to Xingkong's side; this time, he had finally witnessed Xingkong's true capabilities!

Looking at it this way, this former special forces soldier really had extraordinary skills; taking on a dozen or so small-time thugs like this should be no problem at all.

"Xingkong, are you hurt? Is your wrist okay?"

"Young Master, I'm perfectly fine. Thugs of their level—even if twenty of them came, it wouldn't be an issue." As he spoke, Xingkong turned his wrist left and right to show Wang Xuan.

"Indeed, it's fine." Wang Xuan nodded after seeing it.

"Brother Xingkong, thank you!" Mei Xueqing said to Xingkong with gratitude from the side.

"Don't thank me; if you want to thank someone, thank the Young Master," Xingkong replied with a simple, honest smile.

"Mei Xueqing, this Yang Zhen asked you to go to his office—what for?"

"You know how it is. He previously raped a senior student in his office, and in the end, the matter was just swept under the rug. His father blocked all the news directly."

"What?" Anger flared in Wang Xuan's heart. Just because of his father, he was actually this rampant.

After the three of them got into the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"Mei Xueqing, wasn't there something you wanted to ask me?" Wang Xuan asked with a smile.

"This..." Mei Xueqing looked at Xingkong, who was driving, and hesitated to speak.

"Mei Xueqing, Xingkong is my bodyguard and also my good friend. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask; there's no need to be reserved..."

"It's just that yesterday..." Mei Xueqing's voice had barely faded.

Suddenly, a harsh, piercing shout came from behind the car.

"That's him! Mei Xueqing is still in the car! Young Master Yang, you must stand up for us!"

Wang Xuan and the other two turned their heads and discovered that the Rolls-Royce Phantom had been surrounded by people!

There were nearly two hundred people who had come, a dark, oppressive mass.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and then tucked the phone into his pocket.

The leader was a young man who looked like a playboy, wearing gold-rimmed black-framed glasses and earrings in both ears; the whole person looked like a refined scoundrel.

He had both hands in his pockets, chest and buttocks pushed out, and walked with his head basically pointed at the sky, his neck about as long as a duck's—in short, he had a face that begged to be punched.

The one shouting was precisely the youth whose wrist had been snapped by Xingkong earlier.

"You motherfucker, get out here!!! I'm going to beat you to death!" the youth pointed at Xingkong inside the car and said viciously.

"Wang Xuan, what should we do? Should we just drive away?" Mei Xueqing was truly frightened when she saw this dark, oppressive mass of people.

Moreover, these people were holding either knives or steel pipes, each one looking like they were sharpening their blades and polishing their pipes.

"Don't worry. He is Yang Zhen, right?" Wang Xuan pointed at the man with the gold glasses and asked.

"Yes."

"Mei Xueqing, stay in the car. Xingkong, let's go down."

"Yes, Young Master." Xingkong's face was as calm as an ancient well; it was clear he had seen this kind of scene many times before.

"Wang Xuan, I'll go down with you. You only encountered them because you were helping me!"

"No need, I can handle it."

"No, I want to go down with you. With me there, Yang Zhen won't do anything to you!" Mei Xueqing said firmly.

To be honest, hearing this, Wang Xuan still felt a warmth in his heart. No matter what, even though the Mei Xueqing before him was very scared, she still stood up for Wang Xuan.

"Alright, stand behind me."

After the three of them got out of the car.

"Mei Xueqing, who is he? You're actually standing with him?" Yang Zhen was very angry when he saw Mei Xueqing behind Wang Xuan and asked aggressively.

"He... he..." Mei Xueqing looked at Wang Xuan; for a moment, she couldn't think of a word to describe her relationship with Wang Xuan, "He is my fiancé!"

Pfft!

Hearing this, Wang Xuan felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

You could have just said I was your boyfriend; calling me your fiancé directly, who would believe that? You're only a sophomore!

Wang Xuan really had black lines all over his face, while Xingkong on the side held back his laughter.

However, Yang Zhen felt even more displeased after hearing this answer.

"Mei Xueqing, if you're going to lie to me, you should at least find a better reason. Fiancé? Do you think I believe that?"

"Mei Xueqing is right; I am indeed her fiancé." Wang Xuan played along, pulling Mei Xueqing into his arms.

Suddenly, it was the first time Mei Xueqing had been held in the arms of a man; her heart was thumping wildly, her face turned crimson instantly, and she lowered her head, feeling a mix of excitement, sweetness, and fear.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen's eyes could have killed!

"Kid, I'll give you one chance: stay away from Mei Xueqing, never step foot in Gangzhou again, and kowtow to apologize to my brothers. Then we'll call it even." Yang Zhen suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"I'll also give you one chance: stop harassing Mei Xueqing from now on, and also, stop doing those wicked things. Otherwise, you'll die a very ugly death!" Wang Xuan said calmly.

"I'll die a very ugly death?" Yang Zhen picked his nose, dug out a piece of booger, wiped it on the finger of the subordinate next to him, then moved his ear in front of Wang Xuan's mouth and asked:

"Brother, can you say that again for me?"

Wang Xuan said loudly: "I'll also give you one chance: stop harassing Mei Xueqing from now on, and also, stop doing those wicked things. Otherwise, you'll die a very ugly death!"

"Kid, I admire your courage. I heard this brother of yours has some skills; today I'll see how the two of you escape!"

Yang Zhen had no more superfluous words and shouted loudly to the people behind him: "Brothers, beat them for me! Beat them to death! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

"Yang Zhen, please, let Wang Xuan and his brother go, I'll go with you!" At this moment, Mei Xueqing walked out from behind Wang Xuan, stood in front of Wang Xuan and Xingkong, and begged Yang Zhen; her whole body was trembling with fear.

Seeing Mei Xueqing in front of him, Wang Xuan was truly moved.

"Mei Xueqing, you are actually pleading for them? You are actually pleading for them? Sorry, they injured my little brother, so both of them must die today!"

Yang Zhen sucked in a sharp breath, and his clenched fists loosened.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, ten vans drove over. A man with his hair slicked back, holding a sharpened black machete in his hand, ran over and shouted loudly:

"Stop!!!"