The fighting techniques also incorporate boxing-style attacks; basically, every punch and kick is aimed at the enemy's vital points.

Moreover, Tang Ping's strength was terrifying; when he swung the stool leg, it was like an iron rod, and anything that touched it would fall over.

Bald Yong didn't have the guts. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, only a fool would fight you one-on-one! Brothers, let's go together and chop him down!"

Bald Yong didn't dare to fight one-on-one. This was tantamount to admitting defeat, and his momentum was greatly diminished.

His men, instead of advancing, retreated step by step.

Seeing this, Bald Yong was completely enraged: "Hey! Get your weapons! I don't believe you're so good at fighting, are you? What good is being good at fighting? Come on, try hitting me again!"

As he spoke, one of the henchmen handed over a sawed-off hunting rifle.

It's an old-fashioned firearm, which used to be used to hunt wild boars.

Tang Ping was stunned. This bald man Yong was really crazy, he actually brought out this kind of thing.

Guns are prohibited in Jinghai. At most, using machetes and steel pipes would be considered armed fighting, but if weapons are used, the nature of the fight changes completely.

Moreover, Tang Ping was quite wary of such firearms. He understood a principle: in the face of firearms, any fighting style should be wary.

With the musket in hand, Baldy Yong, seeing that he had finally scared Tang Ping away, beamed with smugness and once again revealed his arrogant face, sneering, "You think you're so tough? You little brat, keep being arrogant! Believe me or not, I'll shoot you dead!"

Wu Kun exclaimed excitedly, "Bald Yong, are you fucking crazy? It's one thing to disregard the rules of the underworld, but you're even using weapons? Do you want to die?"

He never expected that Bald Yong was a madman who didn't follow the rules and even used weapons, which was a major taboo in the underworld.

Baldy Yong was caught in a dilemma. After a moment of looking embarrassed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Kun, stop pointing fingers here! I only have one question: can this matter be settled now?"

Tang Ping stepped forward and calmly asked, "How do you want to settle this?"

"Hmph, simple. Give me those two video stores on Old Factory Street, and also compensate me 500,000 yuan, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, you won't be leaving the Jiangcha Building alive today," said Baldy Yong.

"You're dreaming!"

Wu Kun was immediately displeased.

The two record stores plus 500,000 yuan would bankrupt Tang Ping. Wu Kun, who was supposed to help Tang Ping negotiate, not only failed to resolve the issue but also ended up losing money. If word got out, he would never be able to make a living again.

"You're not going to compensate me?"

Baldy Yong grinned maliciously, took a step forward with his musket in hand, and stared at Tang Ping with a threatening look.

"etc!"

Tang Ping raised his hand in a gesture of respect and said calmly, "It's not that we can't discuss it, Baldy Yong, I admit defeat today. However..."

Just as Tang Ping finished speaking, suddenly, a figure squeezed behind Bald Yong without anyone noticing. He was holding a sharp axe and chopped it down on Bald Yong's hand.

"Holy crap!"

Baldy Yong instinctively dodged, his arm escaping unscathed, but the musket was cleaved in two.

The figure then moved in front of Tang Ping, holding a sharp axe and pointing it at the bald man and his group, a faint smile on his face.

The person who came was none other than Tianqiao, Zhong Asi!

Bald Yong then recognized Zhong Asi and immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "Zhong Asi? You son of a bitch, you traitor, you dare to cut me?"

At first, Zhong Asi worked for him, but Bald Yong looked down on this petty hoodlum who made a living by picking up garbage. What's more, Zhong Asi was also a drug addict.

I never expected that Zhong Asi would betray me and join Tang Ping. Last time I was able to get into trouble with the police, it was all thanks to Zhong Asi.

"Don't move! I'm a ruthless killer. Nobody's going to touch my boss while I'm here!"

Zhong Asi, however, remained calm and composed, not even glancing at Bald Yong. After speaking, he turned to Tang Ping and said, "Boss, you guys go first, leave this to me!"

Tang Ping asked, "Can you manage on your own?"

Zhong Asi didn't turn his head, but smiled faintly and said, "Boss, I'm not taking your money for nothing. If it's not good, I'm not worthy of your high price."

"Okay, thanks! Be careful."

Tang Ping nodded without hesitation and led Wu Kun, Li Hui, and the others down the stairs from the side.

With Zhong Asi holding them back, none of Bald Yong and his group dared to make a move.

The group exited the Tea House without incident. Although Tang Ping appeared calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.

Having been reborn, he cherishes his life immensely.

If I hadn't had fighting skills and had prepared Zhong Asi as a backup plan, I might not be alive today.

There's no reasoning with a madman like Bald Yong.

It's best not to get involved in these kinds of things in the future. How many people who live in society end up with a good ending?

"Boss Tang, I'm so sorry about today. It was my fault, I almost got you into trouble. I'll remember this favor, brother. You'll see how things go from here on out," Wu Kun said apologetically.

Tang Ping said calmly, "Don't be so polite. You should leave too. It would be difficult to explain if you ran into the police."

"Okay, see you another day!"

Wu Kun has two injured men covered in blood. It's alright that it's late at night, but it would be troublesome if they were caught by patrolling police.

Li Qiang was downstairs. Tang Ping called out to him, then took Li Hui and drove directly away from the Jiangcha Building.

As a result, just as they left Lovers' Street, at the intersection, they encountered a police car.

Two people got out of the car; it was An Xin and Li Xiang, the pair.

They seemed to be on the night shift, and had just gotten off the bus to find a place to get a late-night snack when they ran into Tang Ping.

An Xin joked, "Hey, Boss Tang, out for a late-night snack? Want to join me?"

Li Xiang stared at Tang Ping's clothes and frowned, saying, "Something's not right. Why are you all covered in blood? Get out of the car, get out of the car right now!"

"What happened? Tang Ping, did you kill someone?"

An Xin's expression also turned serious, and he questioned her.

Tang Ping had no choice but to get off the car and said, "Officer An, don't joke around. It's not that exaggerated. I don't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone a person. I just accidentally fell off my bike."

"Does falling down really leave you covered in blood? Who are you trying to fool? Can you tell me the truth? If not, come with me to the station!"

Li Xiang, his face ashen, spoke with an air of righteous indignation, reaching for the handcuffs.

"No, Officer Li, I'll tell you, okay?"

Tang Ping was truly helpless. If it were anyone else, they might just ask a few questions and that would be it, but Li Xiang had such a bad temper and was particularly serious. If he didn't tell the truth today, Li Xiang might really drag him back to the branch office for interrogation.

Left with no other option, Tang Ping recounted the whole story in detail.