Liu Ying hadn't expected to run into members of the Brotherhood, but it seemed that apart from these two, the rest of the group weren't affiliated with the Brotherhood at all, as they completely ignored She Er's warnings.
Wang Ba roared, "Fight! Keep fighting! The Brotherhood has been wiped out by the government! Their boss and the twelve hall masters were forced to leave the Great Dragon Country. Brothers, don't be afraid! Keep fighting! I, Wang Ba, will take responsibility for anything that happens!"
The underlings, She Er and Shu San, had previously received orders: during this special period, they were to lie low to avoid having their strength depleted by the Tan family. They belonged to the Snake Hall and Rat Hall of the Brotherhood, but they had no idea where the boss or the hall masters had gone. Today, out of boredom, they had followed a group of thugs out to earn some easy pocket money, never expecting the fight would end up involving their own people.
She Er was furious upon hearing Wang Ba's words, and he slammed his body into Wang Ba's stomach. Wang Ba was caught completely off guard, taking a hard blow to his solar plexus, and he promptly spat out his undigested dinner with a pu. "Damn your mother, you crazy fat pig! You dare hit me? My backer is the government!"
Shu San landed squarely on Wang Ba's head, contorting Wang Ba's face in agony. Shu San snarled, "Screw your backer! You look down on our Brotherhood? Even if you were the Heavenly King's own grandfather, today we'll smash you to pieces!"
With that, Shu San casually picked up a broken brick lying nearby and brought it down smack onto Wang Ba's head. How could a man's skull be harder than brick? Wang Ba let out a groan and immediately passed out. The brutality of gang members was truly terrifying; Liu Ying, watching from the side, was too scared to even scream for help.
At this moment, Leng Feng and Guan Yue's group, who were engaged in a brawl, noticed the sudden turn of events over there. Someone immediately shouted, "Damn it! Those two punks killed Brother Ba! Brothers, hack them to death!"
Boom! The crowd instantly shifted their target. She Er and Shu San were just low-level members; they knew no martial arts and had no defensive weapons, relying only on the sheer ferocity common to gangsters to fight back. A mass of people became entangled, fighting desperately. Leng Feng, Guan Yue, and Tian Qing seized the opportunity to struggle up from the ground. Ignoring their bruised and swollen faces, the three turned back and rejoined the fray. For a moment, in front of the building, the scene was chaos—men falling and rolling over. Fortunately, the opponents only had two machetes; the other weapons weren't lethal. She Er managed to snatch one machete, while the other was pinned beneath an opponent and temporarily stuck.
Although She Er had the advantage of a weapon, his movements were clumsy, and he was quickly flipped onto the ground by the three men. He desperately held onto the knife, knowing that if they took it, he would instantly be hacked to pieces.
"Shu San, hurry up and lead everyone to escape!" She Er yelled from the ground.
Gangsters prioritize loyalty above all else; Shu San naturally refused. He shoved back two opponents and yelled to Liu Ying, "Stop standing there like an idiot! You, Leng Feng, and the others run!"
Liu Ying cried out anxiously, "What about you two?"
Shu San retorted, "We'll give these little bastards a political lesson! In the capital, no one in our Brotherhood has ever dared to utter a single 'no.' If I don't show them the might of our Rat Hall and Snake Hall today, I won't die in peace."
Liu Ying's face flushed crimson from Shu San's vulgarity. She had assumed these two possessed the superhuman abilities of the Director. However, Shu San was too busy talking; he was unexpectedly struck across the face with a club. Tears, snot, and blood immediately streamed down, his body wobbled, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
She Er, who was pinning several men down and beating them savagely, suddenly saw Shu San fall. Thinking Shu San was dead—they had been close friends, going to school together, visiting prostitutes together, and joining the underworld together—he went berserk. With a boom, he arched his back and threw several men off him.
"Shu San! Shu San! Damn it, don't scare me! Didn't we agree to go whore out tonight after earning some side money? Get up, quick!"
She Er, driven mad, swung the machete wildly, keeping the opponents from getting close. At this moment, Wang Ba slowly regained consciousness. His head was splitting with pain. He roared at his subordinates, "Kill them! Kill them! Don't worry, someone will cover for us if anything happens!"
She Er was so focused on his rampage that he neglected his rear defense. A whang as a club struck him just above the kidney, and he immediately slumped over Shu San like a wet noodle.
Seeing the thugs raise their blades, clearly intending to hack the rescuing She Er and Shu San, Liu Ying became desperate and instinctively stood in front of them. Leng Feng and the others also managed to free themselves and waved their makeshift weapons, ready to fight to the death. However, these scholars were no match for professional gangsters.
"Chop! Chop! Chop!" Wang Ba muttered, clutching his throbbing head.
Smack! A spray of crushed sugarcane suddenly splattered across Wang Ba's face. Wang Ba looked up and realized a car had silently pulled up right in front of the crowd. Wang Ba wiped the sugarcane pulp from his face. "You sons of bitches, who dares spit on me!"
Bang! The car door opened, and a pair of heavy leather boots emerged, followed by an extremely obese body climbing out of the driver's seat. Before Wang Ba could clearly see the newcomer's face, he felt a sudden chill in his abdomen, and looking down, he felt a coldness penetrate to the very marrow of his bones! At some unknown moment, the machete held by one of his men was now jammed straight into his lower abdomen!
As he collapsed, he saw his own underlings having their necks snapped one by one by the fat man. He no longer had the capacity to express his terror. Not even the Great Overlord could save him now, let alone the government officials who had paid him for his services.
I frowned slightly at Zhu Da's savage slaughter. Zhu Da opened the car door for me and said, "Enough, Commander Zhao. Don't involve yourself with the underworld's affairs. I am establishing authority here. Although the Brotherhood has temporarily suspended normal operations, it does not mean we have left the underworld. These guys didn't understand the rules; they deserve to die."
Forget it; none of them are good people anyway. I got out of the car and approached Liu Ying, who was standing frozen to the side. "Tang Han said you wanted to go to Tai Hao together. They aren't ready over there yet, so Zhu Da and I came to pick you up first. I didn't expect this to happen. It's all my fault... Is anything else wrong? Let's go."
Liu Ying and Leng Feng, upon seeing me, seemed overwhelmed with unspoken grievances. "Director..." Then they couldn't say anything more. Liu Ying's eyes were actually red.
I quickly said, "It's alright now; everything is fine. I know you all got hurt. It was my fault for not implementing your security arrangements thoroughly. I guarantee you that this will never happen again."
Liu Ying replied, "Director, that’s not what we mean. Please take everyone and go. Staying here feels too humiliating." Leng Feng and the others pleaded in agreement.
"Hehe, aren't we here to pick you up now? Qiqi has been very 'busy' recently; a lot of work has piled up. I'll feel much more at ease with you helping me."
Zhu Da took a bite of sugarcane nearby and muttered quietly, "Yeah, busy as hell, lying in bed all day. Even watching her makes me tired. Women, it's really not easy."
How could this be my fault? My mother is acting like the Empress Dowager now, and my father like the Retired Emperor. The two of them somehow got wind of some rumor and insisted that Li Qi lie in bed to maintain her pregnancy. My God, they are truly treating Li Qi like an Empress.
As Zhu Da spoke, he went to help She Er and Shu San off the ground. Leng Feng and the others also stepped forward to check their injuries. These guys' skin and flesh were thick and resilient. Shu San was the first to wake up. Without even opening his eyes, he wiped a mixture of snot and blood from his face. "Damn your mother, Wang Ba, I'll castrate you! Ah, Boss Zhu... She Er, She Er, stop playing dead, the Boss is here!"
She Er rubbed his lower back. "Who the hell is playing dead? This time I might actually lose my life. If my back is broken, I wonder if I can still chase girls... Who? Boss Zhu!"
Zhu Da patted both their shoulders. "You two did well. I'll record a major merit for you later. Our Brotherhood will always be the world's number one gang! Anyone who disagrees, we'll wipe them out! I've killed tens of millions already; I don't care about killing a few more scum!"
She Er and Shu San were ecstatic inside. Being patted on the shoulder and praised by the Boss was unheard of in the Brotherhood. Although this Boss was quite approachable, he was burdened with so many affairs that ordinary underlings never got to see him. The two felt lightheaded; their injuries seemed to transform into honors, and they felt no pain. However, their appearances were far more gruesome than Leng Feng and the others. Especially Shu San, whose face was a smear of snot, tears, and blood from being hit by the club, yet he was incredibly proud—it meant he was more loyal.
They had agreed to leave at nine o'clock, but the situation dragged on until midnight. By the time the spaceship left the capital, it was already one in the morning. Liu Ying stood before the transparent glass cabin, looking down at the capital without speaking. I asked, "Liu Ying, what are you thinking about?"
Liu Ying turned back. "Director, will we ever come back? Will we still be considered people of the Dragon Country?"
I replied, "Of course. No matter where we go, we are descendants of the Dragon. But when we return again, it will be a world united!"