The younger brother behind him was already prepared, and more than fifty people from Urala rushed in.
More than 70 people were crammed into the small classroom. Liangkun's younger brother could not escape. Within minutes, he was chopped down to the ground by younger brother Wang Xuan who swarmed him. Each of them was stabbed several times.
Fortunately, the wounds used were only machetes, and the wounds were not deep. It looked like the flesh was turned around, but it was actually a little bleeding and not fatal.
The fight suddenly started and ended suddenly. Before the actors and crew could panic, the only people standing in the classroom besides Liangkun himself were Wang Xuan's people.
Seeing the group of young and Dangerous boys who were showing off their power before, now they were all lying on the ground covered in blood and howling miserably. Starting from Qian Wenqi, they were all so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound. The brave ones even dared to sweep up.
After a few glances, the timid man simply lowered his head and did not dare to look.
Liangkun was also frightened. He really didn't expect that Wang Xuan was even more unpredictable than him, or even more manic and perverted. He started to attack without even saying a word, and in the blink of an eye, all the boys were chopped to the ground.
At this moment, he was surrounded by fifty or sixty men with swords. Even though he had been around for many years, had seen a lot of the world, and had several lives in his hands, his face was still pale with fear.
However, his status as a big boss prevented him from giving in. He forced himself to tilt his head slightly, took a deep breath, trembled the corner of his mouth slightly, and slowly raised his right hand.
Wang Xuan saw that he was about to say harsh words, so he interrupted unceremoniously, "The viper also let me go without saying harsh words. I stabbed him eight times. He is lucky to not die."
Liangkun choked to death with just one sentence. He swallowed the words alive and coughed twice in discomfort.
Glancing coldly at Liangkun, Wang Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "That's the best. Come on, let's go to another place and talk alone."
After saying that, he didn't care whether Liangkun answered or not, so he walked out on his own. Before going out, he told his younger brother, "See if the person is dead. If not, throw it at the door of the hospital. If you die here, you will have bad luck."
Liangkun gritted his teeth, knowing that things couldn't go well today. He was now a piece of fish on the sticky board and could only be slaughtered by others. There was no way he could follow Wang Xuan's footsteps and walk out.
Arriving at another unoccupied room, Liangkun went back and closed the door, and saw Wang Xuan walking towards him with a smile. He was wondering why the other party's attitude suddenly changed, when he saw Wang Xuan take a step with his left foot and twist his waist.
His right fist hit him hard in the stomach unexpectedly.
Liangkun, who was completely unprepared, had his eyes bulged out from the beating, his body was bent like a big shrimp, a mouthful of overnight rice was spit out from his mouth, his hands unconsciously covered his stomach, and he stumbled back two steps, until there was a bang.
He barely stopped until he hit the door.
Fortunately, Wang Xuan had already taken precautions. After hitting the person, he immediately dodged to the side and was not sprayed by Liang Kun.
Looking at Liangkun who was leaning on the door, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his hair, but it was all empty. Only then did she realize that this guy's hair was too short and he couldn't work hard.
He changed his hands and pinched Liangkun's neck, forced his body upright, and pressed him firmly against the door.
"Do you think I am incapable of killing you, so not only do you dare to pirate my video tapes, but you also dare to come to my company to poach me?" As he spoke, Wang Xuan slapped Liangkun's face with his hand.
The sound of slapping made Liangkun want to die. This was more painful than a punch to his stomach. The physical pain was not bad, but this kind of mental blow made him feel like a big boss for many years.
Liangkun really couldn't swallow this breath.
It had been so many years since someone had bullied him like a grandson. Wang Xuan's beating once again brought back the memory of his early years, which was more than ten years ago before he started to be a prostitute.
But now he has long lost the impulsiveness of the past, and the form is stronger than the person. Even if he hates Wang Xuan in his heart, he still doesn't dare to show it. He can finally see that the person in front of him is really a bit perverted, to put it nicely.
It's called moodiness, or worse, it's called mental illness.
Now he regrets why he only brought so few people with him, so he impulsively came here to cause trouble. Of course, even if there are more people, it may not be useful. If you encounter such a pervert and just attack without saying a word, it turns out that there is no place in the world of martial arts.
That doesn't work at all.
There was no talking about numbers, no scolding, just killing people as soon as they came up, without any regard to the fact that they would have to pay for the casualties.
Today, seven or eight of his subordinates were injured. The medical expenses alone will cost tens of thousands. If you add all the miscellaneous things, even a hundred thousand yuan can't stop them. If the clubs keep cutting back and forth like this all day long, how little protection money will they collect?
There is not enough money for medical expenses, so most of the time it is impossible to afford a fight.
But the person in front of him made Liangkun really uncomfortable. He felt that he was old and could not keep up with the development of the society.
Seeing the shame, anger, and resentment in Liangkun's eyes, Wang Xuan didn't take it to heart at all. He knew in his heart that Liangkun wouldn't survive more than one episode.
The reason why he was put in a separate room to teach him a lesson was because he was afraid of getting into trouble. Wang Xuan's current main target was the Hongyi Society and Dongxing. He didn't want to get involved in Hong Xing's affairs, at least not until his power reached a bottleneck.
Participate.
"Stay in your territory honestly. Don't come out and wander around if you have nothing to do. Don't stretch your hands too long. They will be chopped off. I'll save you some face today. Don't mess with me if you have nothing to do. Because I
I have always believed that only a dead opponent is a good opponent."
Wang Xuan leaned his head against Liangkun's ear and spoke softly without any emotion.
But the calmer he gets, the more terrifying Liangkun feels. It's really not worth fighting against this kind of person just for the little profit from piracy. He has been operating in Hongxing for many years and is a big boss. There is no need to risk his own life.
For porcelain, go to clay jars like Wang Xuan's.
After saying that, Wang Xuan knocked Liangkun off his feet, opened the door and walked out without looking back.
After a while, Liangkun, who was gradually recovering his strength, heard the sound of chaotic footsteps disappearing, and then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He knew that he had escaped this level, but now he didn't know what Wang Xuan was like.
people.
Impulsive, perverted, mentally ill, pretending to be crazy and acting stupid
But no matter what, he has been trampled on today. He is not going to take revenge now. There is no need, mainly because there is no profit. If Wang Xuan is really made crazy, it will not be worth the gain.
Of course, if there is an opportunity to add insult to injury in the future, he will not be stingy about taking action.
At the same time, this is what Wang Xuan is thinking now. Even if he kills Liangkun now, he will not have a chance to occupy the territory of Tsim Sha Tsui, and it will easily disrupt the world process.
The ability to annex Liangkun, or the plot has reached, Liangkun has no value in living.