"Pretty much, but I just can't stand some people's behavior being too vile and despicable! If the road is uneven, someone will smooth it. Don't you think what I'm doing is in line with human nature?" Li Yang threw away his cigarette butt, stood up, and looked at Scarface with a smile.
Chapter 256: Dissatisfied
Li Yang's action immediately stirred up the twenty or thirty henchmen behind him, making them extremely nervous. They were genuinely afraid that Li Yang would suddenly unleash his power; it was said that his martial arts skills were extremely high, and they, as ordinary thugs, were no match for him.
Many people wondered to themselves, "How the hell is this young kid, who hasn't even grown up yet, so good at fighting? Did he start practicing martial arts in the womb?"
Scarface was also a little nervous, but as the leader, he had to endure it even if he was so scared he wet his pants.
"Li Yang, don't meddle in other people's business. I didn't interfere in your dealings with Jin Hongyue, so don't interfere in mine either. We're all trying to make money, why waste resources and manpower? It's better to make money peacefully!" Scarface said nervously. Gone was his earlier, astonishingly arrogant demeanor. Instead, he adopted a somewhat submissive, wifely manner.
"Nonsense! You're eating my brother's food! If I let you eat it, where would I, as the boss, lose face? In the latrine?" Li Yang glared and cursed.
"Alright! In that case, let's see who's the best! Brothers, charge!" Scarface roared, took a step back, and waved for his men to charge.
As the saying goes, a person's reputation always carries a certain intimidating power. The twenty or thirty henchmen were stunned, and no one moved.
Scarface felt utterly humiliated and enraged, yelling, "Damn it, if anyone doesn't come back, I'll stab him to death! Just running into him gets you a thousand bucks!"
The twenty or thirty thugs suddenly erupted in a commotion, their initial surprise and panic quickly dissipating as they brandished their weapons and charged straight at Li Yang.
Its momentum was also quite astonishing.
Li Yang frowned, grabbed a chair from beside him, and smashed it at the oncoming thug.
call--
The bench tumbled through the air, forming a straight line, and in the blink of an eye, it struck the leading youth with a "smack."
"ah……"
A scream.
Blood splattered everywhere!
The ringleader was lying face up on the ground, his face and chest covered in wounds from being hit by a chair, blood gushing out. A bench leg was also embedded deep in his shoulder, causing him to writhe on the ground in agony, too afraid to get up.
One move that startled the enemy!
Everyone was stunned for a moment!
Scarface froze for a moment, then his face contorted with rage as he roared, "Attack—"
coax!
They swarmed in again, surrounding Li Yang like a mudslide, brandishing weapons and attacking him with smashes, slashes, and hacks.
whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A heavy, sturdy four-person table rose into the air. Li Yang grabbed the two legs with both hands and lifted it up with extreme ease, flipping it in his hands as if it were a stalk of hemp.
Ding ding dong...
Although the sticks were sharp, these bastards rarely exercised, yet they indulged in nightly revelry and slept with shampoo girls and street angels, resulting in them having terrible physiques.
Therefore, its attack power is extremely limited. When the weapon hits the hard wooden table, it may leave a few mottled and unsightly patterns on the tabletop, but it will not cause any serious damage.
The attack was blocked, and Li Yang snorted coldly.
"Isn't it my turn to make a move?"
Click, click...
With a few crisp cracks, he easily pried the two thick, sturdy table legs off the table with his hands.
The tabletop fell over, and I kicked it hard.
Bang!
He kicked the tabletop hard.
call……
The tabletop, subjected to tremendous force, paused briefly in mid-air before bursting forth with astonishing speed, shoving like a bulldozer towards the group of thugs.
Bang bang bang!
Cries of "Ouch! Ouch! It hurts!" echoed throughout the room.
Five or six thugs fell to the ground immediately, and at the same time, the five or six thugs who fell hit three or four more.
The scene suddenly descended into chaos, with more than a dozen thugs falling to the ground, and the momentum that had just been building up instantly crumbled.
Scarface's face immediately darkened, becoming extremely ugly. For the first time, he, who had terrorized the Dongshan District, felt that his underlings were such worthless trash.
However, just as he was regretting it, Li Yang was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, leaving them no chance at all. He wielded the hard table legs with both hands, as if they were holding a great spear or a dragon-shaped staff.
With one blow, a thug screamed and rolled on the ground. Upon closer inspection, the spot where Li Yang struck was twisted and broken, clearly rendering him incapacitated.
Awooooo...
Ahhh...
Li Yang smashed down at a dazzling speed, and in just a few seconds, everyone on the ground was thoroughly hit by his attack.
The ground was littered with Scarface's men, all lying in a pathetic and utterly shameful state. Scarface felt utterly humiliated by these idiots, and he felt utterly ashamed.
Li Yang stood imposingly, his hands gripping his legs, his eyes fixed intently on Scarface. A contemptuous smile played on his lips as he calmly said, "Scarface, is this the result you wanted? I think so. I tried to reason with you politely, but you wouldn't agree. Isn't this the result you were expecting? Isn't this a satisfying outcome?"