The thugs surged in like a tidal wave, sweeping in from all sides. Leading them was a bald, burly man with a peculiar face, resembling a humanoid animal with a dog's head.
He was shirtless, and his muscles were covered with intricate tattoos, making him look like a butterfly.
"Shallow this area, don't let that kid get away!"
Dog Brother's command was deafening, and the thugs immediately surrounded Wu Tian and Ren Gang.
The stall owners and customers around them had long since scattered like birds and beasts, and could only watch the spectacle from a distance, their eyes filled with fear.
Although everyone was concerned about Wu Tian's safety, no one dared to cross the line, after all, these people were Ninth Master's men, feared tyrants.
Ren Gang mustered his courage and scanned the surrounding encirclement. Although he was confident, he still couldn't help feeling intimidated by the large number of thugs.
However, Wu Tian remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't seen the group at all. A playful smile appeared on his lips. "You dawdled for so long just now, you should punish yourself with three drinks."
Ren Gang's eyes flickered as he glanced at the thugs around him again, forcing himself to remain calm as he said, "I... I am willing to accept the punishment..."
As he spoke, he raised his glass and downed it in one gulp.
Seeing that the two of them were still drinking even when surrounded by so many people, Huang, who had been beaten up by Wu Tian before, was furious and roared, "Kid, you dare to disrespect my Brother Gou, you deserve to die!"
After saying that, he immediately swung his sharp machete down towards Wu Tian's forehead.
Upon seeing this, Ren Gang cried out in alarm, "Ah Tian, be careful..."
Wu Tian smiled lightly, and with two fingers he caught the cleaver that was about to strike him down without turning his head.
The blond-haired man was utterly astonished and could hardly believe what he was seeing; two fingers could actually hold such a sharp cleaver.
He struggled desperately to wrest back the machete, but felt an irresistible force holding him firmly in place.
Even with all his might, the machete remained completely still.
Only then did he realize that Wu Tian was not someone he could handle alone, and he hurriedly shouted, "Brothers, let's attack together and kill this guy..."
Before he could finish speaking, a crisp "clang" rang out, and the pure steel machete broke in two.
The cracking sound echoed in the air, sending chills down everyone's spines.
Huang Mao was so frightened that his spine went cold. Before he could recover, he was pushed towards Wu Tian by an incredibly strong force.
In an instant, their eyes met, and Huang Mao's heart was suddenly stirred, a chill rising from the depths of his heart.
A hint of amusement flashed in Wu Tian's eyes, and he asked in a voice as cold as frost, "Didn't I say that if I ever saw you again, it would be your death day?"
Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over, and managing a broken response from his lips, "Yes...yes..."
"Then you can die in peace!"
Wu Tian's words were soft, but without a trace of warmth, like a sharp, cold wind in the dead of winter.
After speaking, he casually raised his hand, and with a nonchalant gesture, an overwhelming force suddenly erupted.
The blond-haired boy was swept away like a withered leaf, landing precisely at Dog Brother's feet.
The blond-haired man landed, struggled several times, and finally fell into eternal darkness.
At this moment, blood was seeping from his seven orifices; his condition was terrifying and shocking.
The surrounding thugs were all horrified when they saw this, and their arrogance immediately dissipated by more than half.
Before everyone could recover from their deep fear, Wu Tian's emotionless voice, like the whisper of death, rang out again, "Those who want to die, step forward. I can make you just like Huang Mao."
Upon hearing this, the thugs all retreated, fearing they would become the next target.
Seeing this, Dog Brother's face turned ashen. He never expected that Huang Mao would be so easily defeated by Wu Tian.
But he was a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the martial world for many years, and he quickly adjusted his mindset, saying coldly, "It seems I underestimated you. But do you think you can scare me like this? Let me tell you, I am a martial artist."
"A martial artist?" Wu Tian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint yet playful smile.
Then, with a light tap of his toes, the half-cleaver that had just fallen to the ground seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, transforming into a bolt of lightning that struck Dog Brother.
"Snap!"
With a muffled thud, accompanied by Dog Brother's heart-wrenching scream, a shoulder was severed.
In an instant, blood spurted out, as if the gates of hell had quietly opened, and painful screams echoed in every corner of the street.
As the night deepened, the dim yellow light of the streetlights flickered amidst the splattered blood.
Dog Bro collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief and intense pain. He tried to cover the wound on his severed arm with his other hand, but the blood continued to gush out uncontrollably.
"Who...who exactly are you?" Dog Brother's voice became hoarse with fear.
Despite his status as a martial artist, he was completely powerless against this person, who was no ordinary individual.
Wu Tianwei stood up and slowly walked to him, staring at him with an air of supreme authority. His deep and cold gaze seemed capable of shattering his soul.
"I am the messenger of justice, the nemesis of evil, and the nightmare of you bullies."
His voice, steady yet containing an irresistible power, instantly froze the surrounding air.
The thugs looked at each other, even their breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing this war god.
"thump!"
With a crisp sound, like the first domino falling, a thug knelt down under the invisible pressure.
Immediately afterwards, a series of kneeling sounds rose and fell, and the thugs retreated like a tide, all bowing their heads to the ground, burying their heads in the dust, not daring to look directly into those sharp, hawk-like eyes.
At this moment, Wu Tian stood tall in the middle, surrounded by kneeling thugs, as if he were a god descended to earth, in control of everything.
He glanced around coldly, each word carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, "I'll spare your lives today, but remember this: never set foot on this street again, or you'll die!"
The word "death" struck everyone's hearts like a ton of ice, leaving them no room for resistance.
Then, Wu Tian turned to stare at Dog Brother, his tone indifferent yet unquestionable, "I'll also give you a piece of advice: don't let me see you again, or the next time we meet will be your death day."
Despite the pain, Brother Dog nodded frantically, like pounding garlic. He then led his thugs, still in pain from his severed arm, and Yellow Hair, and hastily fled, leaving behind a mess and the astonishment of the onlookers.
Ren Gang, Wu Tian's childhood friend, witnessed this scene firsthand, and the shock he felt was indescribable.
He never expected that his brother would grow to such an admirable height.
Just as he was filled with excitement, Wu Tian quietly sat down beside him, raised his glass and took a sip, and said softly, "No one will dare to bother you anymore."
Ren Gang was filled with gratitude and blurted out, "Thank you!"
Wu Tian smiled calmly, his wave revealing deep brotherly affection: "Between you and me, there's no need for formalities. However... I'm very interested in the story you were about to tell..."
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