Chen Tian Fu had a square-shaped face, a thick beard, and a very imposing appearance.
He sat calmly in front of his favorite stall on the snack street, leisurely drinking beer, his expression calm as he watched a fellow villager run over to report the situation.
“What's going on with Lao Liu? Why did they have a conflict when the other party didn't do anything wrong?”
“Liu Ge’s sworn enemy in Wu City, it is said that Liu Ge was driven out of Wu City by him.”
Many people followed Chen Liu to Xiangnan, and his subordinates had already inquired about the situation.
Chen Tian Fu sighed. He was almost fifty years old, and unlike Chen Liu, his youthful ambition had been eroded by time. Now, he only wanted wealth, not violence.
Chen Liu was doing well under him, and since there was an old grudge, he couldn't say anything about it.
“Tell Chen Liu that this time I'm lending him people to settle this matter. After it's over, his share will increase by 10%.”
“Good.” The subordinate ran off.
Chen Liu walked up to Su Ping Nan, his tone fierce, "Two choices. First, I break one of your arms, and you kowtow to apologize."
Su Ping Nan raised an eyebrow and asked, "And the second?”
Chen Liu continued, "I've heard about you. I heard that you're making a lot of money lately. 200,000, and I'll let you leave."
Su Ping Nan spat out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, his tone contemptuous, “You’re an old hand, are you new to this?"
Chen Liu's face darkened. When he first saw Su Ping Nan, he was choked with anger, wanting to kill this guy he hated with a vengeance. Now, after calming down, he had to face an extremely serious problem.
That is, Su Ping Nan was incredibly strong.
Seeing his hesitation, Su Ping Nan immediately moved.
Su Ping Nan’s figure moved like lightning, the iron skewer in his hand piercing directly towards Chen Liu's neck.
Strike hard when you strike. This was Su Ping Nan’s consistent style. The moment he moved, Xiao Zhuang and the others followed suit. Chen Liu’s men didn't expect these guys to be so ferocious, to actually strike first.
Chen Liu reacted quickly, retreating while throwing the clothes hanging from his left arm towards Su Ping Nan, his right hand holding the razor, thrusting directly towards Su Ping Nan's abdomen. He yelled, "Kill them!"
Su Ping Nan dodged to the side, his left hand swinging heavily and hitting Chen Liu’s right ear. Chen Liu felt his head buzz as if struck by a hammer, his vision filled with stars.
Taking advantage of the situation, Su Ping Nan squatted down, dodging a big man swinging a knife directly at him. He turned his hand, thrusting the iron skewer hard, still warm, straight into the man's thigh. Then, he took a step forward, closing in on Chen Liu.
The big man let out a piercing scream. Xiao Zhuang, following close behind, his eyes filled with murderous intent, the skewer in his hand thrust towards the big man's neck without hesitation.
The big man was terrified. These guys were crazy, they were going to kill him. Ignoring the pain in his thigh, he immediately rolled away from the battlefield.
Shouting and screaming rang out, but the big man didn't charge back in. These guys were crazy, they actually wanted to kill people.
Su Ping Nan stayed close to Chen Liu, not giving him a chance to draw his knife. With his left hand, he grabbed his right hand holding the knife, his right hand relentlessly pounding Chen Liu's face. His violent side had been completely unleashed. Chen Liu's face was beyond recognition, bright red blood gushing out. He collapsed onto the ground.
This was the first time Su Ping Nan had gone all out after his rebirth. He was surprised to find that his strength and reaction speed had both increased significantly. Chen Liu was a formidable opponent. Back at the Wu City train station, when he made his name in one battle, he wouldn't have been able to defeat him so easily.
This wasn't the time to think about these things. Su Ping Nan's eyes became even colder. He grabbed Chen Liu's right hand, straightened it, and then slammed his knee into his wrist.
Since it had come to this, he might as well go all out. Su Ping Nan was going to cripple Chen Liu's hand!
A bone-chilling crack echoed. White bone shards protruded. "Ah!" Chen Liu, who had passed out, woke up in pain.
“Tell your men to stop, or I’ll break all your limbs. You’ll be crippled for life.”
Su Ping Nan’s voice was cold as he slowly lifted Chen Liu's other arm.
“Stop it!”
Chen Liu’s heart was filled with despair. He could see the seriousness in Su Ping Nan’s eyes, and he quickly shouted.
Xiao Zhuang and the others were all injured, and they were panting heavily as they stood back-to-back. Chen Liu’s side didn’t look much better, with six or seven of his men covered in blood.
“Can we go now?”
Su Ping Nan looked coldly at Chen Liu lying on the ground. “One horizontal, one vertical, I’m still standing.”
Chen Liu was like a dead dog. He knew he had completely lost this time, and he nodded with a pale face.
Su Ping Nan looked at the other men, as if silently asking them a question.
The men looked at Chen Liu, then at Chen Tian Fu in the crowd, and eventually nodded.
Su Ping Nan was so experienced. He immediately noticed Chen Tian Fu, stared at him for several minutes, but Chen Tian Fu remained expressionless. Su Ping Nan nodded at him, and then, without looking back, left with his men.
“Third Uncle, you don’t need to come over. Those outsiders are a passing storm, and those people from the Four Seas Gang have backed down.”
A short-haired woman in a green robe, whose figure was no less impressive than Li Luo Ran’s, put down the phone and looked at Su Ping Nan’s disappearing back, lost in thought.
A gentle breeze blew, and the badge on her waist gleamed.
(I’m writing this seriously, please collect, comment, and give flowers)