Dodging the incoming stick, Xiao Luo raised his hand and grabbed the stick's head. He looked at the hooligan who didn't react in time.
"You!"
The hooligan tried to pull the stick out of Du Kang's hand, but he was horrified to find that Du Kang's hand was like a hydraulic clamp, holding the stick without moving.
As soon as the word "you" came out of his mouth, the hooligan was about to call his lackeys behind him to help, but the one waiting for him was Du Kang's size 45 foot.
Xiao Luo kicked the hooligan's stomach. With a strange cry, the hooligan's feet left the ground. The hooligan was kicked back more than a foot high. He let go of the stick, and his body flew out horizontally.
The other hooligans behind him saw that something was wrong and scattered. The hooligan fell to the ground like an old man crawling under a blanket. The skin on his chest, neck, and face were all broken, and blood flowed out.
The hooligan clutched his stomach and struggled to get up from the ground. On both sides, three or four brave hooligans ran over to support the hooligan. They looked at Du Kang as if they were looking at a monster.
The hooligan pointed at Du Kang and gritted his teeth. "You brat, just you wait. Today's matter isn't over. It's not over!
You, and you! "He pointed at Du Kang and the gloating Yang Yifei," Let's go! "
"Hey, you're just going to leave after saying a few words?"
Du Kang touched the tip of his nose with his fingers, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice. He exerted force on his feet, and with a series of "chicken steps", he rushed in front of the hooligan in an instant. He grabbed the hooligan's collar and pulled him in front of him. He tilted his head and looked at the hooligan from left to right. He slapped the hooligan's cheek hard. "Okay, remember this is the place. I'll wait for you here.
Piss off! "He kicked again, but this time it was on the wrist of a boy who had secretly taken out a dagger. With a crack, the clear sound of bones breaking, mixed with a scream, made these hooligans who were used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong completely terrified. Regardless of the lives of the hooligans and their companions, they scattered like birds and beasts, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only the hooligan and the boy whose wrist was broken by Du Kang were left in the field.
Du Kang squatted down and looked at the young man who was squatting on the ground and grabbing his wrist with his left hand. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain without screaming. Du Kang grabbed his hair and lifted his head up. Looking at the handsome face with a trace of immaturity that had not completely faded, he asked, "How old are you this year?"
"Bah!"
The boy spat at Du Kang's feet. Enduring the pain, he sneered and looked straight into Du Kang's eyes without a trace of fear.
"Well, if you are still alive in a year, come here to find me. We can be friends. My name is Du Kang."
Du Kang suddenly smiled happily. He loosened the hand grabbing the boy's hair and grabbed the boy's right wrist that was broken by his kick. His thumb slowly touched it.
The boy wanted to pull his hand back, but Du Kang was too strong. In addition, his wrist was broken. Moving it would cause unbearable pain, so he had to give up.
Du Kang touched it for a moment. He clasped the boy's wrist with both palms and rubbed it slowly and gently. A stream of heat invaded the surface of the boy's skin. The boy actually felt that the pain was reduced a lot. Just as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Du Kang's hands suddenly tightened, and with another crack, the boy really couldn't help screaming this time.
"Well, I've put the broken bone back for you. Later, find a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner or a place specializing in treating bruises and injuries to apply medicine."
Du Kang clapped his hands and stood up. He looked at the hooligan beside him with an uncertain expression. "What's your name? You've been here for so long. You should at least tell me your wrist, right?"
"His name is Hai Long, and people call him Brother Long. He's a regular at our place, and he stays there for a few days." With an ear-piercing screech of brakes, a police car came to a screeching halt next to Du Kang. The car window rolled down, and Yang Kangle poked his head out, smiling at Du Kang and Yang Yifei. Then, he rolled his eyes and directly ignored Hai Long, who was called Brother Long. When he opened the car door, he "accidentally" slammed the door heavily on Hai Long.
"Well …"
Hai Long, who was knocked by the car door, took two steps back. He gritted his teeth and didn't even dare to let out a fart. He even smiled and nodded at Yang Kangle. Seeing that they didn't pay attention to him, he scrambled to a white BMW parked by the roadside and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Yang Kangle looked at the white BMW that ran away in a sorry state and fell to the ground. He turned to look at the young man who had an ugly expression. His expression softened a little. He walked up to him and said, "You should go too. Learn well and don't make trouble again. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"Okay."
The young man nodded and took a deep look at Du Kang. Then, he turned around and held his injured right hand, gritted his teeth and walked away.
"Let's go. If you have anything to say, we can talk inside."
Du Kang rubbed his face hard. The arrogant look he put on just now softened. He put his arm around Yang Yifei's shoulder and called Yang Kangle into the shop to talk.
"Hey, is the door fixed?"
Du Kang walked to the door and noticed that the glass door had been replaced. Even the broken glass shards on the ground had been cleaned up.
"Those bastards left?"
The boss peeked out half of his face from behind the cashier. He looked terrified. Seeing that Hai Long and the others had left, he finally dared to come out. He patted his chest and let out a long sigh. "Oh my god, I was scared to death just now. Young Sir, how did you provoke those sons of b * tches?"
"You know them?
Come, come, come, sit. "
Du Kang took out a few small stools from the warehouse and distributed them to everyone. He turned to look at the boss who still had a lingering fear and asked.
The boss sat on the stool and took out a pack of cigarettes. Yang Kangle and Yang Yifei each took one. Du Kang didn't smoke, so the boss didn't force him. He lit one for himself and put it in his mouth and took a deep puff. "Who doesn't know these bastards on this street?"
"F * ck, soft middle school. Our standard of living is not bad." Yang Yifei looked at the cigarette in his hand and exclaimed.
The boss laughed bitterly. "Not at all. This is what I use when I'm doing business. I can't bear to smoke it normally."
"Feifei, stop messing around. Let me ask you, what's going on with Hai Long and the others?"
Du Kang felt that Hai Long and the others' arrival was too strange. It was even a little baffling. Why did such a group of people suddenly appear out of nowhere?
The boss took a puff and recounted what happened just now.
Originally, Yang Yifei and the boss planned to fix the glass door of the convenience store 1314 while Du Kang was hunting monsters. Just as they were done and Yang Yifei was about to call Du Kang to ask about the situation, a group of people suddenly appeared and barged in without any hesitation.
"You don't know how scared I was. I almost lost my pulse."
Yang Yifei joked and looked at Yang Kangle. "I say, police comrade, you should know what's going on with these hooligans, right?"
"Sigh, they're just a bunch of lazy, jobless people." Yang Kangle waved the cigarette in his hand and introduced the background of Hai Long and the others. "This Hai Long isn't a local. I heard that he came from Jichang. At first, he was just a hooligan. Later on, he seemed to be promoted by some big shot. That's how he got to where he is now. He can be considered a local bully."
"Then you guys just let him be?"