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Qin Xue and Guo Lijun watched as a group of people surged towards Xu Xiangbei, wanting to help, but were firmly held back by Zeng Xianren.

"Xiao Xue, how can you help a person like him? He deserves it!" Zeng Xianren was furious, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with Xu Xiangbei.

"No, he doesn’t seem like that kind of person!" Qin Xue and Guo Lijun were somewhat disbelieving that Xu Xiangbei was so despicable.

Zeng Xianren lamented bitterly to the side, "Some people, you know their face but not their heart. Otherwise, why would people come looking for him? Why hasn’t anyone come looking for me? There’s no wall in the world that doesn’t let wind through; if there’s smoke, it must come from a fire. Xu Xiangbei must have done something like that for them to come for him. Why don’t you believe it?"

"But..." Qin Xue and Guo Lijun wanted to say something more but were immediately interrupted by Zeng Xianren.

"There’s no ’but.’ Why aren’t they looking for others, only him? Do you think they came for nothing? If he hadn’t done something disgraceful or despicable, why would they look for him? Look at all the people coming and going at the Celestial Sea Hotel, why only find him?" Zeng Xianren’s face was full of anger, as if he had instantly seen through Xu Xiangbei’s false facade.

"But what if someone gets killed?" Qin Xue was still a bit anxious.

"Yes, in such cases, if possible, solve it through the law directly. What they are doing is illegal!" Guo Lijun chimed in from the side.

Zeng Xianren anxiously tried to persuade them, afraid they would intervene: "If everything could be solved through law, would there still be so many disputes in the world? As the saying goes, a clear official is hard to break family matters. This is Xu Xiangbei’s emotional problem with someone else’s sister. How can law solve that?"

"But..." Qin Xue and Guo Lijun still wanted to say something,

Zeng Xianren immediately reassured, "Don’t worry, I’m watching, nothing will happen. They’ll at most teach Xu Xiangbei a lesson. A brute like him should experience some hardship. By then, we can take them all to the police station, investigate thoroughly, and sort it all out!" He appeared very confident, as if he could control the situation at any time.

Qin Xue and Guo Lijun had nothing more to say. Initially, they did not believe Xu Xiangbei was such a person, only to blame the yellow-faced man’s acting for being too superb.

Meanwhile, Zeng Xianren was internally laughing to himself, eyes glinting with the excitement of successfully achieving revenge. He was quietly calculating: Humph, Xu Xiangbei, you’re doomed this time. I’ll let Chen Pingfan and the others beat you until you’re half-paralyzed, disabled for life.

Then I’ll take charge, letting them all run away since they’re all disguised anyway. Later I’ll pretend to save you with goodwill, and you’ll have to be grateful to me! Hehe...

On the other side, the yellow-faced man led over a dozen lackeys, instantly surrounding Xu Xiangbei.

"Kid, you’d better surrender quietly, let us break your limbs; that way you’ll avoid other skin-deep troubles. Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon, just a momentary pain!" The yellow-faced man seemed to have everything under control, looking down at Xu Xiangbei like a lamb to the slaughter, eyes gleaming with a touch of bloodlust.

Xu Xiangbei still wore a smile on his face, clenched his hands, and spoke in a gentle tone, "Really a bunch of good sons. I just ate and wanted some exercise, and here you deliver yourselves for me to practice. Such filial piety, witnessed by Heaven and Earth, I’ll accept it unreservedly!"

"You’re courting death. Since that’s the case, we’ll have to do it ourselves. I’ll let you taste what’s worse than death!" The yellow-faced man seemed incensed, angrily pointing at a nearby lackey.

"Go!"

The lackey, hearing this, charged in with a steel rod, his movements very skilled, evidently a frequent fighter.

He aimed at Xu Xiangbei’s nape with incredible speed and force, creating a shadow in the air — the steel rod’s path through the air.

In a split second, the rod was about to hit Xu Xiangbei’s nape. If Xu Xiangbei took the hit, he would most likely faint, losing all ability to move.

However, in a blink, Xu Xiangbei turned, delivering a mid-air kick. His speed was so fast that there was only an imperceptible shadow, and before anyone could react, the lackey flew four or five meters away, falling unconscious to the ground.

The rod flew directly, hurling towards Zeng Xianren, who watched the flying rod, trying desperately to dodge but already too late.

In an instant, it hit his nose, "Ouch!"

He clutched his nose, lying on the ground as blood dripped from his nose.

He was deeply suspicious, increasingly convinced: this was a deliberate act by Xu Xiangbei, an obvious retaliatory strike.

He just had to swallow his grievances, not daring to say anything, or reveal his relationship with the thugs.

The yellow-faced man looked at the unconscious lackey, first in terror, but then slowly calming down, shouting loudly: "This guy’s tough, everyone, get him together!"

The surrounding lackeys were still somewhat fearful, but seeing there were more than ten of them, and hearing the rallying cry from the yellow-faced man, they seemed to gain some strength.

With rods in hand, a group rushed over, instantly seven or eight rods smashed towards Xu Xiangbei with great force. If hit, it would mean broken skin and bleeding, maybe even fractured bones; worse still, lifelong disability.

Yet Xu Xiangbei maintained a calm demeanor, and in an instant transformed into seamless shadows, darting among the crowd. It seemed he had seven or eight hands, even three or four pairs of feet, as shadows filled the air.

"Ah..." another man flew out, unconscious.

"Oh, no..." One by one, in less than a minute, over a dozen thugs, except for the yellow-faced man, were all lying on the ground, moaning continuously, some already passed out, others unable to get up, clutching parts of their bodies and wailing relentlessly.

"My gosh, a master, an absolute master," the yellow-faced man sweated from his forehead, wiping it away but more sweat kept pouring out.

Xu Xiangbei turned, smiling at the yellow-faced man and asked, "What’s your name?"

The tone was calm, but the voice was like it came from the devil, and that smile like it came from Hell.

The yellow-faced man instinctively said, "Chen, Chen Pingfan!" After speaking, he came back to his senses, face full of fear, "What do you want to do?"

At this moment, Guo Lijun was also a bit stunned, looking at Xu Xiangbei like a monster, examining him up and down. Even though she had attended military school and learned some necessary combat skills, she had never seen someone as skilled as Xu Xiangbei.

Qin Xue, on the other hand, wasn’t too shocked but was still a bit surprised. She could handle these thugs herself, but would take a few hits. Although she had fought Xu Xiangbei before and knew he was skilled, she hadn’t felt this level of terror.

And Zeng Xianren was gaping dramatically, enough to fit a stone in his mouth, exclaiming, "How is this possible?" filled with disbelief.

Though he had served in special forces and was trained enough to handle these thugs, he perhaps could never be as effortless as Xu Xiangbei. Moreover, to control it within a minute and resolve everything as Xu Xiangbei did; the scariest part was feeling like Xu Xiangbei hadn’t even shown his full strength.

Feeling stuck like he had swallowed a fly, his face turned purplish yet he didn’t know what to do.

After a while, he silently took out his phone and made a call to the police station.

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