Chapter 25 Meet Mr. Xue!

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Meet Mr. Xue!

Hu Dajun hung up the phone, smugly watching Xue An.

At that moment, there were still many onlookers quietly discussing among themselves.

“Who is this guy? How dare he hit Dajun’s men?” “Don’t know him! But he seems pretty awesome!”

“Oh my, this guy is simply too handsome!”

“Shh, keep it down, Hu Dajun is not someone to mess with, he has backing from behind, I heard it’s Beijiang’s famous Brother Kun!”

Many people were worried for Xue An, with a few brave souls shouting, “Hey buddy, run now, a wise man does not eat the loss before him!”

“That’s right, man, you even have your girlfriend with you! Hurry up and leave, that Brother Kun is not someone to provoke!”

Xue An was unmoved, simply giving these people a slight smile and then said indifferently, “It’s okay, I actually want to see how amazing this Brother Kun

Some of the more prudent bystanders couldn’t help but shake their heads, “Young people these days, always so competitive!” While they were talking, Lu Kun arrived with his men.

Lu Kun came quickly.

Just as Hu Dajun had said, he now lived nearby.

At that moment, Lu Kun was filled with resentment and rage.

Because of the matter at Dragon Emperor Platform, he had been chased out of the city by the boss Du Fan and then came to this desolate place, ostensibly to oversee the ice rinks.

To put it bluntly, it was exile!

But that wasn’t the worst of it. What pained Lu Kun the most was his hair.

Every time he looked in the mirror, Lu Kun’s heart bled.

Xue An had been really rough!

Not a single hair was left.

Now Lu Kun’s head looked like a meat egg, shiny and smooth, reflecting people’s shadows.

“Can this even grow back?”

Every time he thought about it, Lu Kun wanted to flay Xue An alive.

But that was just wishful thinking.

Because Du Fan had severely warned him.

In the future, whenever he saw Xue An, he must steer clear as far as possible.

If anything happened, not even Du Fan could save him.

So Lu Kun could only vent in his heart.

Receiving the call from Hu Dajun this time, Lu Kun just happened to be stifling a bellyful of anger, so he immediately rushed over with his men.

Hu Dajun hurriedly nodded and bowed in greeting, “Brother Kun! Why didn’t you wear a hat? It’s so cold today!”

Lu Kun was now most sensitive about his hair, and even the mention of a hat set him off, so he glared fiercely at Hu Dajun.

“I’ll do what I want!”

“Right, right! Brother Kun, look, my finger got chopped off, this guy is too arrogant, also knocked down all our guys.”

Lu Kun’s face was murderous, “Damn, I’ve been in a really bad mood these past days, troubles finding me wherever I go, seems like I need to kill a few to make a point!”

As he said this, he looked in the direction pointed out by Hu Dajun.

And then..

He froze.

Because he saw Xue An standing under the light, a mocking smile on his face.

“Brother Kun, that’s the guy, and that little chick is his, let’s take care of this guy first, then give the chick to you, Brother Kun…”

But before Hu Dajun could finish speaking, Lu Kun slapped him across the face.

Smack.

The slap was brutally hard; Hu Dajun spun three times on the ground, then covered his face with his hand, looking at Lu Kun with a dumbfounded expression.

“Brother Kun, you…”

Then, Lu Kun did something that left everyone present slack-jawed in amazement.

He took a few steps forward and, with a plop, knelt in front of Xue An, then said with utmost respect, “I’ve met Mr. Xue!”

The entire place fell silent.

Hu Dajun and the Seven-points Woman had their mouths open so wide, one could stuff a duck egg in them.

Xue An looked at the kneeling Lu Kun and said indifferently, “You are quite perceptive of the times.”

Lu Kun shuddered and respectfully said, “Mr. Xue, I truly didn’t know you were coming. If I had known, I would have definitely come to greet you sooner!”

Xue An shook his head, “That won’t be necessary, but it seems your underlings aren’t too welcoming of me, are they?”

Lu Kun instantly sprang up, his eyes red with anger as he kicked Hu Dajun to the ground, “You blind fool, do you know who this is? This is Mr. Xue! Are you tired of living? How dare you act wildly in front of Mr. Xue?”

At this moment, Hu Dajun was scared stiff; a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the past few days, a legend had been spreading wildly through Beijiang.

It was said that someone had beaten up Lu Kun at the Dragon Emperor Platform and even made Du Fan bow his head in submission. There were even rumors that this person had caused the young miss of the Qin Family, the backer of the Dragon Emperor Platform, to come out and receive him personally.

Could it be… this man?

After that thought crossed his mind, Hu Dajun quickly got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing vigorously.

“Mr. Xue, spare my life, Mr. Xue, spare my life! I’m a fool, I’m blind!”

This astounding turn of events had many onlookers dumbfounded.

Seeing Hu Dajun, who was usually so arrogant, now kneeling on the ground and begging like a grandson.

Even Lu Kun, a well-known figure in Beijiang, had to humbly beg for mercy.

Many people began to look at Xue An with complicated expressions.

Xue An turned to the Seven-points Woman who was already petrified.

“You see, I told you I was in a good mood back then, so I let you off, but you just wouldn’t let it go and sought your own death! You cannot blame me, right?”

The Seven-points Woman turned pale, while Hu Dajun was beside himself with rage.

All because of this damn woman!

If it weren’t for her incitement, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a state, even losing two fingers in the process.

So he leaped up and slapped her across the face.

The nose of the Seven-points Woman, which had just been realigned, was once again sent askew by the blow.

At this moment, Lu Kun stood aside, his head covered in cold sweat, without the courage to even look up at Xue An.

This man had left a profound memory in him.

Xue An smiled faintly, “Actually, the bald look suits you pretty well!”

Lu Kun’s smile was uglier than a cry, “Yes, yes, yes!”

Only then did Xue An help Tang Xuan’er up and leave.

To Xue An, these societal dregs were not worth the effort to kill.

After Xue An had walked a good distance away,

Hu Dajun finally approached, still in shock, and stammered, “Brother Kun…”

“Brother my ass, do you realize you almost got me killed?” Lu Kun exploded in anger.

At this moment, Lu Kun dared not harbor even the slightest resentment in his heart.

Because the few minutes he spent beside Xue An had deeply engraved in him the meaning of a deathly aura.

Lu Kun had no doubt that if he hadn’t reacted swiftly, he might have already been decapitated by now.

Compared with that, losing all his hair was nothing!

Hu Dajun, now thoroughly cowed, dared not make a sound.

Lu Kun took a deep breath and then instructed, “From now on, if you see this man, stay as far away from him as possible. If you really can’t avoid him, kneel down and act like a grandson, understand?”

“Yes!” Hu Dajun responded, bowing his head.

“Don’t think I’m just trying to scare you.. This is a warning that Du Fan himself gave me! If you think you’re tougher than Du Fan, then go ahead and try!”