"Hey kid, you don't have any money on you?" The tattooed young man asked with a quivering voice after taking a deep breath.

  Song Baiyu shook his head.

  "What about your watch? How much is it worth?" The tattooed youth asked in a low voice.

  "It was given to me by my younger brother a few years ago. I didn't ask how much it cost." Song Baiyu tilted his head and thought for a moment before answering seriously.

  "Listen up, kid, you're a dead man," the tattooed youth said through gritted teeth.

  The tattooed young man, as the leader of the gang, had been undefeated and invincible since his debut, becoming a war god in the gang. No one had ever dared to disrespect him before, but today he was repeatedly ridiculed by Song Baiyu, which was unbearable. The tattooed young man's anger reached new heights at this moment.

  "Chop this kid up and I'll personally give each of you 1,000 yuan!" As the tattooed youth spoke, he pulled out two daggers from his waist.

  Seeing the tattooed youth's ashen face, the other dozen or so thugs also turned serious, knowing that their boss was truly angry. Once their boss was really angry, it meant someone would lose their life. Usually, everyone could play and joke around, but once the boss got serious, no one dared to continue fooling around.

  For a moment, everyone's gaze at Song Baiyu was filled with pity, as if they were looking at a dead man.

  Song Baiyu's expression also changed upon seeing this. He hadn't expected that the scattered and disorganized mob from earlier would suddenly surge with energy, emitting waves of murderous aura from their bodies.

  In the empty venue, for a time only the breathing sounds of about ten people were left, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread through the air.

  "You this monkey head, why not work properly and give me a call again? You see you every day only know how to look at your phone, send text messages... with this kind of situation, when can you get the true teachings from me......" The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly sounded, and in this quiet moment it was so piercing.

  When they heard the strange ringtone, everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on Song Baiyu, because the sound was coming from him. The tattooed youth looked at Song Baiyu with a gaze that was even more fierce.

  Under everyone's gaze, Song Baiyu slowly took out his mobile phone.

  "Bo Yu, my phone was set to silent mode, so I didn't hear your call. Are you okay now? I'll come pick you up right away!" Li Manni asked anxiously on the other end of the line.

  "I'm being warmly welcomed by a large crowd, nothing's wrong." Song Boyu smiled and said. Li Manni's anxious and concerned tone made him feel warm. Li Manni didn't ask where he was, obviously she knew what had happened here, knowing that Li Manni was fine, Song Boyu also put his mind at ease.

  "Bo Yu, hold on, I'll be there soon!" Li Man Na heard that Song Bo Yu was surrounded by many people, she was shocked and anxiously reminded him, her foot unconsciously stepping on the accelerator.

  "Everyone gets up, solve him within two minutes, lest the night is long and the dreams are many!" Seeing Song Baiyu hang up the phone, the tattooed youth shouted loudly, and the dagger in his hand had already flown towards Song Baiyu.

  Song Baiyu barely dodged the dagger, but another one flew towards the other side of his head at an even faster speed. At the same time, the whirring sound in his ears was incessant, as more than a dozen thugs picked up their clubs and swung them at him.

  Indeed, there were two brushes, and Song Baiyu felt a chill in his heart as he sensed the opponent's stormy attack. It was clear that these dozen or so people were accustomed to fighting together, knowing how to grasp the best moment to strike, and if it were anyone else besides himself, even if they could dodge those two strange daggers, they would surely die under this clubbing.

  "Since you want my life, I'll see if you have the skills!" Song Baiyu snorted, slightly tilting his head to dodge one of the daggers. Just as the other dagger was about to pierce his nose tip, Song Baiyu's right hand lightly shook, and that dagger instantly vanished into thin air.

  At the same time, "bang" and "bang" sounds kept ringing out, but those clubs all fell on Song Baiyu's body.

  A loud and mournful cry echoed through the sky on this quiet night.

  The tattooed youth's face lit up with joy, so the other party still couldn't escape his dagger after all. However, when he focused his eyes on him, his heart sank halfway.

  His own dagger had struck true, but it was his own comrade that he had hit. The anguished cry had also come from the same comrade's mouth. Meanwhile, his intended target stood there unscathed, smiling at him with a smirk on his face, still holding his dagger between his thumb and index finger.

  The tattooed youth was stunned, and the rest of the dozen or so thugs were also stunned. Song Baiyu's movements had been too fast just now, they hadn't clearly seen his evasive action, but those dozen or so clubs had indeed landed solidly on Song Baiyu's body, how come this person didn't seem to have any problem at all?

  These thugs were more aware of their own strength than ever before, and with a swing of their full force, the weight of the stick was no less than 100 kilograms. They firmly believed that even a wolf dog would break its bones and die under this blow, but the frail young man in front of them had endured more than a dozen blows without suffering any damage.

  "Give me the lead, all of you aim at his head, I don't believe his Golden Bell Shield skill can protect his head too." The tattooed youth suddenly shouted loudly after a brief pause.

  Perhaps the cries of their companions stimulated these thugs, under the tattooed youth's call, more than a dozen thugs with red eyes one by one yelled and attacked Song Bo Yu.

  On the way to the industrial park, a red BMW sports car was speeding along, behind the red BMW was a black SUV.

  The driver of the black SUV had driving skills that were clearly better than those of the red BMW, no matter how fast the red BMW accelerated, it could always keep up with a steady pace.

  "Huang Daxiong, I'm warning you, if anything happens to Song Baiyu, I'll never let you off the hook!" A loud and clear shout came from the red BMW, it was Li Mannana's voice.

  "Nana, isn't she just a country bumpkin? Do you need to worry so much?" said a man in his forties with a slightly small build and a gaunt face, which made his nose and eyes appear even smaller, exuding a unique air of ruthlessness.

  "Since you're a country bumpkin, why are you so nervous?" Li Manni sneered, stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car speeded up instantly, overtaking the SUV again.

  "Get rid of that little white face, two minutes is enough, it's no use speeding up now." The SUV slowly caught up with the red BMW again. The owner of the SUV fiercely flicked out the cigarette butt in his hand and shouted: "I, Huang Daxiong, have said before, Li Manni can only be mine, no one else can get her."

  "Idiot!" Li Manni glanced at the man beside her, disdainfully uttering these two words, not continuing to speak, but her eyebrows were furrowed into a knot.

  Huang Daxiong is the boss of the Xuan Hei Gang, one of the three major underground forces in Sha Cheng. In order to ensure that her entertainment club can operate normally, Li Manni has no choice but to socialize with Huang Daxiong. After meeting Li Manni once, Huang Daxiong was infatuated with her and wanted to make her his own exclusive property. Unfortunately, he is not the only one who has taken a liking to Li Manni, and her background also makes him dare not to force himself on her.

  For many years, Huang Daxiong has been playing the role of a guardian angel, hovering around Li Manni and occasionally driving away some pesky flies that don't know better. In fact, Li Manni also tacitly acknowledged Huang Daxiong's behavior as a guardian angel, because this allowed her to avoid many unnecessary troubles.

  But today, something unexpected happened. After Li Manni met Song Boyu, she didn't put the matter at ease, but was discovered by Huang Daxiong in time. Knowing that Li Manni's attitude towards Song Boyu was completely different from other men, Huang Daxiong immediately realized the danger of Song Boyu. Within a few hours, Huang Daxiong had figured out Song Boyu's "background" and came up with a plan to deal with him.

  "At this time, that little kid should have been dead and can't die again." Seeing Li Manni ignoring him, Huang Daxiong's face revealed a sinister smile, and his hatred for Song Boyu also increased.

  BMW and SUV arrived at the scene of the incident soon, but the situation on the scene made the two people stare with their mouths open, so they forgot to get off the car immediately.

  In their imagination, Song Baiyu should be lying on the ground covered in blood and begging for mercy, while the thugs from the Xuan Hei gang were triumphantly beating and humiliating him. But in reality, there was a big pile of people lying on the ground, with only one person standing up. The ones lying down were more than a dozen thugs from the Xuan Hei gang, while the one standing upright was Song Baiyu, intact and unscathed.

  A dozen thugs rolled on the ground without any image, shouting in pain and begging for mercy, while Song Baiyu stood there with his fists clenched, his eyes fixed on the arrival of the red BMW and SUV.

  "Bo Yu, are you okay?" After a moment of stunned silence, Li Man Na got out of the BMW and asked anxiously.

  "I'm fine, they're the ones with problems." Song Boyu smiled and pulled out a black card from his pocket to hand over to Li Manni, which was exactly the one she had lent him earlier.

  Li Manni took the black card from Song Boyu in a daze, looking him up and down. When she found that Song Boyu didn't have a single wound on his body, she was shocked and her mouth fell open in disbelief. How could the weak and frail Song Boyu possibly take down a group of vicious gangsters without getting hurt?

  "Little kid, do you know the magnitude of the disaster you've brought upon yourself?" Huang Daxiong's subordinates' cries for help were endless, and his throat was a bit hoarse. He felt like he had kicked an iron plate, and while he regretted it in his heart, he also grew more resentful towards Song Boyu. If before he only wanted to punish and warn Song Boyu, making him stay away from Li Manni, now he had already formed an unbreakable vendetta with Song Boyu.