Chapter 66 - The Expert

“Do you need me to lick it for you?”

A voice, tinged with three parts playfulness and seven parts chill, drifted over, causing everyone to involuntarily turn their heads to look.

They were once again considering which overly sympathetic and ignorant youth was about to provoke Wang Meng.

The newcomer moved swiftly, bending down to help the elderly man up from the ground as everyone turned their heads.

“Old man, don’t bother with this bastard, I’ll take care of the rest,” the person who had arrived was Su Xuan.

The elder looked at Su Xuan gratefully, then shook his head, “Young man, you should stay out of this matter.

I, the old man, admit defeat.

You’re young; don’t offend such people on my account.”

“Don’t worry, with me here, I assure you you’ll be fine.”

Without awaiting a response, Su Xuan helped the elder up and quickly checked the wound on his forehead.

Just as Wang Meng thought he was about to successfully show off, he saw someone who didn’t know whether to live or die coming over to apologize, and it made his blood boil.

From the back, he felt this person looked somewhat familiar, but he was instantly sure that they weren’t any of his friends.

After all, given Wang Meng’s character, if any of his fair-weather friends saw the incident, they would have heckled rather than stopped it.

“Kid, I think you’re tired of living.

I’ve already made it clear, just pay five hundred thousand, and this old geezer doesn’t have to lick it.

Do you have the money?” Wang Meng said menacingly.

A hint of a cold smile crossed Su Xuan’s lips as he turned to face Wang Meng, “Five hundred thousand, I don’t have.

But I do have a pair of fists.

Do you want them?”

“Mother…

It’s a ghost…!”

Seeing the face he loathed to his core, Wang Meng was so scared that he collapsed to the ground and scurried backwards using his hands and feet.

Everyone around was stunned.

After all, Wang Meng’s notoriety in Qingshan City was substantial and several onlookers recognized him.

In their minds, there was no one in Qingshan City who could scare someone to this extent.

However, a glint of recognition flashed in the old man’s eyes, and he felt that today he had truly met a savior.

“Wang Meng, I think you’re really asking for it.

If I don’t cripple you today, I’ll change my surname,” the threat was clear in Su Xuan’s eyes.

Those who relied on a bit of authority or dirty money to oppress the vulnerable and trample on their dignity for fun, even a thousand cuts wouldn’t be too much.

Although Su Xuan had once been a profligate son as well, he had merely squandered his father’s wealth for leisure, never bullying the weak.

After all, the purpose of making money is to enjoy life, but using it to trample on others’ dignity is an outrage to both gods and men.

“I…

I…”

Wang Meng was so frightened he couldn’t even speak and covered his chubby face, unable to react.

Every time he encountered Su Xuan, he ended up looking like a beaten pig, afraid to leave his house for a week, which had almost become routine.

“Su Xuan, never mind that scum.

Just hurry and check the old man’s head,” Chen Wanqing’s anxious voice came, her good nature leading her to detest Wang Meng to the extreme.

At that moment, she didn’t even think about the fact that if she offended Wang Meng, the cooperation with Fenghua Group would fall through.

“Oh!”

Responding, Su Xuan skillfully examined the wound on the elderly man’s head and noticed that a relatively large blood vessel had been ruptured.

“A blood vessel has burst on your head, I can help stop the bleeding for now, but then you’ll need to get to a hospital,” Su Xuan said as he quickly pressed several points around the wound.

Thump, thump, thump!

A few soft sounds and the wound that had been oozing blood non-stop indeed stopped bleeding.

Chen Wanqing looked at Su Xuan with a puzzled expression, “Have you studied medicine too?”

“No!” Su Xuan confirmed the wound had stopped bleeding and said, “I learned out of necessity.

When I was hurt, I had to bandage it myself, so I picked it up.”

Chen Wanqing was incredulous, “You’re stronger than an ox now.

I don’t believe you used to get hurt often.”

Su Xuan just smiled and didn’t explain; his past experiences, if told, would not be believed by many.

Even if those things hadn’t happened to him personally, he would have thought it was a joke.

Finally, he turned his attention back to Wang Meng, a playful look on his face, “I say, Young Master Wang, you just injured someone.

Shouldn’t you compensate them?”

“I’ll compensate, I’ll do it right now, just as long as you don’t hit me,” Wang Meng groveled, his legs retreating uncontrollably.

Su Xuan clenched his fists, pondering, “As for whether I hit you or not, that will depend on my mood.

You better hurry up and bring the money.”

“Okay, okay, okay!”

Wang Meng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his expression changed drastically the moment he reached to open his car door.

“I’ll fucking compensate you,” Wang Meng suddenly roared as if he had become a different person, “Su Xuan, let me tell you, you’ve hit me several times before, and I remember all of it.

This time I’m going to settle the score with you.”

Su Xuan was puzzled as to what had suddenly given Wang Meng such courage, but he wasn’t the least bit worried.

“How do you plan to settle the score with me?”

“Hmph!” Wang Meng let out snorts that resembled those of a sow, yanked open the door of his Lamborghini, and shouted inside, “Hei, stop sleeping in there!

Didn’t you hear me getting hit just now?”

“I wasn’t sleeping, and you weren’t getting hit either.

I saw everything that just happened,” a deep, barrel-toned voice replied from inside the car.

Thud, a muffled sound rang out as a foot as large as a small boat extended from the car, making everyone who saw it exclaim in surprise at its size.

“Ouch, I’ve already said this sports car is too small for me.

It’s very uncomfortable, and I might as well just tear this door off,” Hei’s voice came again.

Before Wang Meng could speak, crack!

The excellent quality red door was forcibly wrenched off by a large hand.

Before the crowd could exclaim in shock, a big man over 2.2 meters tall and weighing over 300 pounds, with his exposed parts covered in black hair, came into their view.

“So big!”

“So thick, so strong!”

“Is this still a human?

He’s more like an enlightened black bear!”

Surprised shouts erupted as Hei’s half-tower-like body stood in the middle of the crowd, like a crane among chickens, his condescending gaze sweeping over, making people involuntarily retreat three steps.

They were all afraid of inadvertently offending this monster-like man.

Some of the men even silently compared their own thighs to Hei’s arms and finally understood that indeed, some arms were thicker than thighs.

The surrounding gasps of amazement made Wang Meng even more smug.

He was giddy, smiling proudly at Su Xuan, “Su Xuan, did you see that?

I went through a lot of trouble to find Hei just to deal with you.

He’s the mastermind behind more than a dozen murder cases.”

Su Xuan sized up Hei, feeling that aside from his large size, there was nothing special about him.

What annoyed him most was the height difference that forced him to look up, an uncomfortably uncomfortable feeling.

“Is that all?” Su Xuan didn’t think much of Hei, “Stop talking nonsense, just hurry up and compensate this old man and his grandson.”

Wang Meng was furiously hopping mad.

The master he’d brought with great difficulty, using almost all his connections, was being disregarded by Su Xuan just like that.

“Black, teach this ignorant brat a lesson for me.

Cripple his limbs, just don’t kill him,” Wang Meng ordered, fancyful but keenly aware of the high cost of murdering someone in broad daylight, even for him.

If it was just crippling someone, his father’s influence was surely enough to minimize the issue.

Black glared with eyes full of brutality, swaying his large black head, “This guy is too weak.

I could take care of him with one hand.

Find me a more formidable opponent.”

“Hahaha!” Wang Meng laughed arrogantly, “Su Xuan, did you hear that?

Hei can take you down with just one hand.

I’ve tested him before; thirty strong men couldn’t beat him.”

“Why waste words?” Su Xuan was impatient, “If you don’t compensate now, I won’t be polite to you.”

“Fine, I’d like to see how you’d be impolite with Hei here today,” Wang Meng said eagerly.

“Then I will cripple you right now,” Su Xuan’s pupils narrowed as he shot forward, his hand formed into a claw, and he aimed straight for Wang Meng’s throat.

“Ah, Hei, stop him quickly!”

Though Wang Meng talked tough, he was a weakling, frightenened, so he rolled on the ground with his hands over his head, putting all his hopes on his new bodyguard.

“Hmph!

Your speed isn’t bad, but you lack power.”

A disdainful snort sounded as the seemingly clumsy bear-like Hei swiftly moved to Wang Meng’s side, gripping his huge fist, the size of a human head, and smashed it down towards Su Xuan’s head.

Whoosh!

The massive fist, with a whooshing sound, rushed toward him.

Su Xuan smiled slightly, his hand shot upwards and clenched into a fist, meeting the fist twice the size of his own head-on without dodging.

Clang!

A sound like a heavy object hitting a tire resounded, and everyone’s ears rang.

Staggering back three steps, Su Xuan regained his footing and looked at Hei with disbelief.

Meanwhile, Hei swayed just a bit, seemingly unharmed, with a smirk of smugness and mockery on his face.

“Hahaha, Su Xuan, you think you’re such a good fighter?

Now you’ve met your match, haven’t you?” Wang Meng’s anxious heart finally settled, witnessing Su Xuan at a disadvantage in combat for the first time.

Some in the crowd with conscience felt a chill, as it was clear to everyone that Su Xuan had lost in that moment of the clash.