Li Yang unleashed his full power, followed by a powerful punch that was truly astonishing. The man's shinbone immediately cracked, and he screamed in agony as he flew sideways, rolling like a gourd in the middle of the road, temporarily losing his fighting ability.
Li Yang was in high spirits after landing a punch and continued running forward without stopping. The person behind him was also very fast, but he was only about the same speed as Li Yang and could not catch up.
Li Yang stumbled, seemingly stepping on a pebble, and nearly fell to the ground.
The man chasing after him was secretly delighted. "Kid, you're going to die!" he thought. Suddenly, he launched a kick straight at Li Yang's waist. Just when he thought the kick would hit and Li Yang would cough up blood and fall to the ground, he saw Li Yang's body tremble. He used his lower leg to propel himself to the side with astonishing speed. After landing, he didn't stop. He used his legs and waist to twist around and launched another powerful kick straight at the man's face.
Snap—
Another blow, and the man's nose started bleeding profusely, his teeth fell out, his nasal bone broke, his face was a mess, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. Li Yang's anger was still burning fiercely, and without saying a word, he rushed forward and unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks, each blow landing with a vengeance, specifically targeting his vulnerable spots.
But after beating the two men so badly that their parents wouldn't recognize them, Li Yang finally felt some relief.
"Tell me, who sent you?" Li Yang grabbed a young man by the neck and lifted him up, shouting as he asked.
At this moment, his eyes were as bright as knives, filled with murderous intent that pierced straight to the heart. The man, already terrified, immediately confessed, "Yes, it's Young Master Mei. We are his bodyguards. He called and said he was going to teach a high school student carrying books who had just come out of the elevator a lesson!"
Li Yang was stunned. He was certain that this so-called Young Master Mei was the idiot who had just delivered the flowers. It turned out that he had seen the books in his arms and that's why he suspected that Li Yang was Cao Xin's student.
Well, it's only polite to reciprocate!
Li Yang punched him unconscious again, then took their phones, stomped on them, and broke the SIM cards. He headed straight for the residential area. The security guard, of course, saw everything that happened at the gate. This old man was quite shrewd; he had actually fallen asleep on the table in the sweltering heat. Li Yang took the opportunity to sneak in.
Heading straight to Cao Xin's apartment building, they saw the slick-haired young man walking downstairs, and overheard him on the phone saying, "I'm coming over to your place today. Call a few pretty girls, damn, preferably original ones, got it?"
"Original product my ass! Your mother is original!" Li Yang roared, and the moment he turned his head, he threw out both fists, hitting him right in the eyes.
Young Master Mei immediately cried out, "My eyes!"
"Fuck your mother!" Li Yang cursed under his breath, then went up and started punching and kicking Mei Gongzi, beating him until he cowered on the ground like a mangy dog, too afraid to get up.
Li Yang was drenched in sweat from the beating before he reluctantly stopped. "Damn it, you tried to trick me! If it were before, I might have ended up like this, but things are different now. You're all asking for death!"
Li Yang pursed his lips and left the neighborhood with a relaxed air. However, he didn't go home; he called to say he had something to do and ate out on the street. Since he had money in his pocket, he didn't go anywhere. He bought some safflower oil and treated himself, finding that his back was only slightly hot and didn't hurt much. After applying the safflower oil, it seemed to be basically fine.
Chapter 21: The Mature Woman
He felt somewhat fortunate. If his body hadn't been tempered, he wouldn't have been able to resist that kick at all. Those two were clearly top-tier fighters, not to be trifled with. They must have underestimated him, otherwise they wouldn't have been taken down so easily.
No, beating up this young master Mei today will only bring more trouble later. I must improve my strength. He stormed into the bookstore, intending to buy a book on Jeet Kune Do. It's a classic practical martial arts book that anyone with physical strength can practice, the essence of Bruce Lee's style. Considering his physique, practicing traditional martial arts isn't realistic; this is the most suitable, quick, and practical. By combining his physique with Jeet Kune Do, once he's mastered it, five or six big men wouldn't be able to restrain him. That would achieve his goal.
Then I bought some books on lip reading. I can see through objects, but the ability to read minds is too taxing; I can only use it once a day, twice at most. After using it twice, I'll feel dizzy and weak. Lip reading is still the most practical. I can see through objects and read people's conversations to know their secrets.
If I could read lips today, I wouldn't have been tricked by Young Master Mei.
He arrived at the bookstore very quickly.
Without pausing, he went straight to the fitness area and bought Jeet Kune Do. Then he went straight to the book section for disabled people and saw a dazzling array of books, including many lip-reading books. Although there were many types of Jeet Kune Do, Li Yang immediately took a liking to the beautifully printed and illustrated one.
However, lip reading seemed a bit difficult to discern, and he didn't understand it at all. So he picked out a few books and slowly started reading. With his photographic memory, learning it was incredibly easy for him.
I finished flipping through most of them in no time, then picked out a book and decided to leave. But suddenly my foot went soft, as if I had stepped on something.
He looked down and saw an exquisite handbag with some strange patterns printed on it. He didn't know much about such luxury goods, but he knew that it was expensive.
This is the book section for disabled people, and very few people buy books here. Otherwise, bags like this would have been snatched up by countless people long ago. Li Yang sat down cross-legged, opened the bag, and wow, the makeup tools were extremely exquisite, and although he didn't understand, he knew they were very expensive. There was also a pack of women's cigarettes and a Zippo lighter.
Upon further inspection, he discovered a stack of bright red 100-yuan bills, amounting to several thousand yuan. There were also several bank cards of various kinds, and a small dish of gold-embossed business cards. He pulled one out and saw that it only had one name and one phone number on it.
Xue Tao: 182…………
The name sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before? Li Yang picked up the business card and smelled it. It had a delicate and charming fragrance.
The sound of high heels clicking away grew louder as they approached.
However, Li Yang was engrossed in the excitement of going through other people's private bags and didn't hear it.
Huh? What's this? It's a bit too thick to be a tissue, but it's not quite a mask either. Huh? An Erle? Holy crap, it's that stuff. He couldn't help but chuckle, glancing at the gold-embossed business card in his other hand. The business card smelled wonderful. Where's this thing?
He couldn't help but pick it up and smell it. A delicate fragrance wafted over again; it really did smell good. He wondered who this woman named Xue Tao was, and he was practically drooling.
Completely unaware that a stunningly beautiful mature woman, capable of captivating any man with a penchant for older women, was staring at her with a peculiar gaze. Her attire, aloof yet perfectly tailored to her sophisticated and elegant demeanor, was impeccably tailored. Her makeup was so light it was almost imperceptible without close inspection; if Li Yang were to open the makeup box, he would find that most of the contents remained untouched.
She was as ripe as a peach, so juicy it would burst at the slightest touch. If Cao Xin was the kind of mature woman who had grown up and gained some experience, no longer easily swayed by men, then the woman before them was a queen who could disregard men. People would believe she was young and beautiful in her twenties, and no one would object to her being mature and charming in her thirties.
In short, it's a being powerful enough to make women feel inferior and men go crazy.
She stared at Li Yang silently, seemingly unmoved by his extremely lewd behavior, and suddenly said, "That's the latest version of Chanel's Ladies' perfume, specially developed for Chinese women. If you want it, you can take it all."
She remained completely unmoved, even when faced with the gold-embossed business card in Li Yang's hand and that woman's most private possession.
Her voice was slightly hoarse but not harsh or unpleasant; instead, it had a strange sexiness, and her tone carried a peculiar rhythm that was very pleasant to the ear.
"Oh, is this your bag? Here, I just found it out of curiosity, I didn't touch anything else..."
The first time Li Yang lost his composure in front of a woman was when it came to Cao Xin's beauty, gentleness, and poise, or Song Tian'er's sexiness and fiery charm; he was able to handle both calmly. Although he couldn't completely control them, at least he didn't panic.
However, the woman in front of him made Li Yang, who possessed superpowers and had unprecedented confidence, feel flustered and confused.
"It's nothing. You just need to give me the ID card, business card, and bank card inside. You can take the rest!" The woman remained calm, seemingly ignoring Li Yang's reaction completely, simply stating her own thoughts.
Li Yang was stunned. This was too generous! It was worth several thousand yuan, plus the expensive bag, cigarettes, lighter, and other items, which were worth a lot of money.
Li Yang took a deep breath, finally able to calm his panicked heart a little. Although he still couldn't look her in the eye, he dared to look at her beautiful face. The woman in front of him was beyond words; it seemed that any words would be superfluous and desecration.
"I don't want anything. If you feel that what I touched has desecrated you, you are free to throw it away yourself. The reason I waited here is not to seek anything in return. It's just what I should do. You're welcome, goodbye!" After saying that, Li Yang stuffed the things into his bag, placed them on a bookshelf to the side, and turned to leave.
The woman was slightly surprised, but only slightly. She watched quietly as Li Yang disappeared behind the bookshelf, picked up the bag with her slender, rounded fingers, glanced at it casually, and then turned and walked away.