But when he saw Zhang Bao and the others slowly approaching the young master, he couldn't control himself.
As a martial artist, Ning Zheyuan could tell that Xia Che's body had long since reached its limit, and the reason he was still able to stand was entirely because he was forcing himself to stay upright.
With his meridians sealed, Xia Che was already no match for Zhang Bao, and now he's at his limit. If they really fight, Xia Che won't come out on top.
"Damn it... so be it if I disobey orders! Even if I get punished by the young master afterwards, it's better than sitting here and doing nothing!"
Ning Zheyuan suddenly cursed and slammed his fist on the steering wheel. He then quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed open the car door.
"I said... bullying a child, have you no shame?"
Ning Zheyuan walked down with a sinister grin.
"Here, young master, have some of this to calm your nerves!"
Ning Zheyuan tossed Xia Che a bottle of Red Bull, which Xia Che casually caught. Whether this energy drink could replenish energy was hard to say, but it was definitely enough to replenish sugar. Xia Che finished the bottle in one go and felt that his dry throat was relieved a lot.
The blackout in front of my eyes has lessened somewhat.
Why are you here?
Xia Che rolled her eyes at Ning Zheyuan.
"Hehe... I really can't sit still anymore, young master. Even if you're going to punish me later, we have to finish this fight first."
Ning Zheyuan coughed lightly, then said, "You know, all I care about is your safety."
"You..."
Xia Che shook his head with a wry smile. He had always known Ning Zheyuan's loyalty. Just sitting in the car watching him get beaten up without doing anything? Even Xia Che himself thought that was unlikely.
"Can you beat them?"
Xia Che asked again.
"I can't kill them."
Ning Zheyuan smiled contemptuously, slapped his neck hard, producing a muffled thud, and his eyes sharpened.
Don't forget, he's the only underground emperor in Jiang City!
Ning Zheyuan is no fool for climbing all the way up from the bottom to this position.
fight?
He crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
"That's enough! What are you all talking about?"
Zhang Bao felt ignored and couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Are you his bodyguard?"
"...You don't recognize me? Uh, I guess so."
Ning Zheyuan raised his head slightly. Time had left its mark on the corners of his eyes, especially the cigarette scar on his left cheek, which added a touch of fierceness to the aging man. He slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritedness of the past surged back into his mind. When he opened his eyes again, his gaze gradually became arrogant. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth, to the omnipotent self he once was.
With a slight upturn of his chiseled lips, Ning Zheyuan's demeanor was arrogant and rampant: "All at once? Or one at a time?"
Ning Zheyuan had expected that Zhang Bao wouldn't recognize him.
Judging from the tattoos on his body, he was just a thug from a second-rate gang in the west of the city.
Such insignificant people are certainly not qualified to know themselves.
Moreover, the dignified leader of the Yanyun Gang, the only underground emperor in Jiang City, actually fought with such a low-level thug?
...It would be somewhat embarrassing if word got out.
Therefore, Ning Zheyuan did not intend to reveal his identity; he would simply beat them up to vent his anger for his young master.
"That's outrageous!"
Zhang Bao could no longer hold back. He exchanged a glance with his companions, then burst into action, with the others following closely behind. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Ning Zheyuan.
"I'd like to see what gives you the right to be so arrogant!"
Zhang Bao roared.
Ning Zheyuan did not answer, but narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a mysterious smile.
Seeing this, Xia Che couldn't help but feel nervous.
Ning Zheyuan was getting old after all. In his memory, he had rarely made a move in recent years, and his style of doing things was more like that of a gang leader, occasionally attending some big occasions.
In layman's terms, it means becoming more refined.
Now that he's in a higher position, he can no longer act like a subordinate, cutting down this person today and that person tomorrow.
That's far too frivolous.
He's already an old man...
Could they possibly be a match for these young and strong thugs?
...
thump!
To everyone's surprise, Ning Zheyuan's battle ended in just one minute.
As it turned out, Xia Che's worries were unfounded.
Ning Zheyuan was indeed very strong when he was young, but even Xia Che himself didn't know exactly how strong he was.
Ask a question!
A ruthless man who was known for his ferocity when he was young and made a name for himself in Jiang City, how much fighting power does he still have now that he's old?
But now, the answer is quite obvious.
Xia Che only saw Ning Zheyuan throw a few simple punches and retract his fists, and Zhang Bao and his group of thugs with rich fighting experience were easily defeated.
He lay on the ground, not even having a chance to scream, before passing out.
Simple and direct, yet effective.
"Shall we continue?"
Ning Zheyuan slowly wiped his fists, looked at his underlings who were standing there dumbfounded, and asked indifferently.
"Gurgle..."
The underling who had called Zhang Bao over swallowed hard. He had thought that once Zhang Bao and his men arrived, they would be able to get revenge.
But now, his opinion has changed.
The scene before him clearly told him that even if he called his big brother, he would still be easily defeated!
This person's strength... has no limits!
"Um?"
Seeing that the other party remained silent for a long time, Ning Zheyuan nodded knowingly, then turned around and said, "You lost this time. As for how to be punished... that's up to my young master."
Ning Zheyuan made no threats, his tone was very casual, as if he had easily defeated the strongest person in their hearts.
"...Okay, okay."
How could I dare say no? I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, afraid that if I agreed too slowly, I would get another beating.
"Dao... Brother Dao..."
The group exchanged glances, then approached with forced smiles. Knowing they couldn't avoid this ordeal tonight, they figured they might as well take the initiative and maybe get less of a beating because of their good attitude.
As for Zhang Bao, who was unconscious, and Wang Peng, who was seriously injured...
Let's lie on the ground for a while first.
Now is not the time to call an ambulance.
After all, no one knows what will happen if they admit their mistakes a little too late.
Nobody dared to gamble.
"Kneel down."
Xia Che didn't waste any words with them and immediately made a request that made them lose face.
Immediately afterwards, Xia Che looked at the barbecue stall owner who was already stunned and asked, "Excuse me, could you bring me some paper and pen? Don't worry, I'll cover the losses at your stall."
"Okay...okay!"
The shop owner was taken aback, clearly not expecting Xia Che to be so agreeable, even offering to pay for the damages caused by their fight. He had initially thought these people would just pack up and leave...
He didn't dare delay and quickly handed Xia Che paper and pen.
"Why aren't you kneeling down?"
Xia Che glanced at the group and said calmly.
It wasn't hard to detect a strong threat in his tone.
When the group heard that Brother Dao was about to get angry, and knew that they would probably get beaten up again if they dragged it out any longer, they gritted their teeth and made up their minds!
They all knelt down decisively and without hesitation.
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