allonlinenovel Chapter 13: Attack with Hatred
Chapter 13: Attack with Hatred
Chapter Thirteen: Taking Action with Hatred
Everything made sense now. It turned out that Luo Zixuan's appearance was actually orchestrated by Fu Jing, and Luo Zixuan was merely the executor who lured Zhuo Yang here.
Zhuo Yang sighed with some emotion: "The power of hatred is truly immense!"
Back then, Luo Zixuan told Zhuo Yang that she wanted to go back to her hometown of Lingzhou, adding that although Lingzhou was a third-tier city, there were many opportunities.
Moreover, she also took the initiative to help Zhuo Yang find a job and used her connections to get him into Fuhai Commerce Group!
Then, the nightmare began...
Looking back now, it seems that everything was arranged by Wang Shanlong in order to drive Zhuo Yang to the brink of despair, ultimately reducing him to a state of even greater despair than his father, Zhuo Yuze!
"How ruthless! How cunning!" Zhuo Yang exclaimed.
"Scared?" The thug took two steps forward, pointed at Zhuo Yang's head, and said viciously, "I heard you're pretty good at fighting. You kicked the bodyguards around President Fu and they were stuck to the wall. Why are you scared now?"
Zhuo Yang looked at him coldly, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Scared to talk now, huh?" The gang leader laughed loudly. "Brothers, this kid's scared!"
A burst of laughter erupted, the thugs doubled over with laughter, followed by a string of profanities.
Luo Zixuan pouted and said to her companion, "Back in college, this guy pursued me for several years. Now you understand why I didn't accept him."
"Because he's a coward!"
"Because he's a complete scumbag!"
"No, he's an idiot!"
After saying that, the guys burst into laughter again.
"Have you laughed enough?"
Zhuo Yang spoke calmly, a slight smile playing on his lips once more.
"Are you in such a hurry to be reborn?" The gang leader stepped forward again, glaring fiercely at Zhuo Yang.
"It's good that you've finished laughing!"
Zhuo Yang's face darkened, and his eyes surged with emotion.
The fist came out without warning, hitting one of the thugs squarely in the cheek.
The thug was sent flying, crashing through the crowd and overturning two tables.
The small restaurant fell silent instantly; no one expected Zhuo Yang to start a fight so suddenly!
"Damn it, get him!"
"Copy guy!"
"Fuck you!"
The thugs disguised as gangsters erupted, pulling out steel pipes, wooden sticks, and other weapons hidden on their bodies, and charged towards Zhuo Yang.
"Go away!"
Zhuo Yang raised his leg and kicked one of the thugs who rushed in, sending him flying into the air.
He then leaped into the air and delivered a powerful whip kick, striking the thug hard on the head.
The thug was immediately slammed to the ground again, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fainted.
Next, it was Zhuo Yang's turn to erupt.
His movements were so fast that he couldn't be caught; in a flash, he appeared in front of a thug.
Before the raised stick could even be thrown, Zhuo Yang struck out with his palm.
Thunderfire Palm!
An electric explosion rang out, and the thug, smoke billowing from his chest, flew out of the crowd, smashed through the glass window of a small shop, and landed on the street, scattering shards of glass everywhere.
The bustling street fell silent abruptly, followed by screams as the crowd scattered.
Then, another figure flew out, rolled on the dilapidated street and fell silent, one of his feet strangely resting on his lower abdomen... his thigh had been broken.
The battle inside the shop continues.
No, it was a one-sided beating!
A thug somehow appeared behind Zhuo Yang, raised a steel pipe, and smashed it down on the back of Zhuo Yang's head.
With a "whoosh," the sound of wind breaking rang out.
But when he was free, Zhuo Yang, who was standing in front of him, was gone.
"Be careful……"
Luo Zixuan exclaimed in surprise.
The thug was startled and, without thinking, turned around and swung his steel pipe at the blow, showing he was quite experienced in fighting.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated; the steel pipe was firmly grabbed mid-air.
"what!"
He screamed in fright at the cold face so close to his face.
Without saying a word, Zhuo Yang threw a powerful punch, a flash of lightning on his fist, which struck the thug hard in the chest, sending him flying out of the shop.
She glanced back at Luo Zixuan, startled, and hurriedly explained, "I...I was reminding you!"
"hehe!"
Zhuo Yang sneered, casually sweeping his hand holding the steel pipe, and another thug who had been sneaking up on him was struck, covering his face and kneeling on the ground, blood instantly seeping from between his fingers as he screamed in agony.
"and many more!"
Seeing that Zhuo Yang had killed all his men in a minute, the gang leader roared.
The only people standing in the small shop were Zhuo Yang's classmates and this hoodlum leader.
"Don't want to play anymore?" Zhuo Yang asked with a faint smile.
"You're pretty tough!" the gang leader gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with malice. "But my brothers are just ordinary people, so they're no match for you."
"But I'm different. The person you're about to face possesses power you've never seen before!"
After saying that, he assumed a martial arts stance, his arm muscles bulging and radiating explosive power.
Luo Zixuan and her group breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
Damn, Zhuo Yang scared me just now, but now someone has finally come out to save the day. Zhuo Yang is doomed this time!
"Internal strength?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile.
“That’s right!” the gang leader shouted. “I’m a Double Flower Red Stick of the Linghe Society. The brothers in the underworld all call me…”
Before he could finish speaking, Zhuo Yang made a move.
His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, the thug's head seemed to be hit by a truck out of thin air. He flew backward, smashed through the window, and rushed out of the shop.
"Uh……"
The "classmates" at the very back of the small shop all opened their mouths wide, their prepared cheers and humiliations all stuck in their throats.
Luo Zixuan rubbed her eyes hard, unable to believe what she was seeing.
He really is Zhuo Yang, that cowardly steamed bun, a softie that anyone can step on?
The character's personality changed too quickly; Zhuo Yang is even altering my worldview.
Turning to the students at the back of the shop, Zhuo Yang said indifferently, "Bring on whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. I, Zhuo Yang, am ready!"
"you you……"
The students couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Luo Zixuan laughed obsequiously, sounding like she was crying. "We have no idea who those thugs are, don't you all agree?"
Several people quickly responded, all smiling ingratiatingly.
In an instant, Zhuo Yang severely injured sixteen thugs. Even the thug leader who claimed to have internal energy was sent flying by Zhuo Yang's blow, which terrified them. They were afraid that Zhuo Yang would also attack them.
These are the kind of shameless scum who have no conscience!
"Misunderstanding?" Zhuo Yang sneered, grabbed a tablecloth, and tore it in two with a ripping sound. "This is what will happen to you next time we see you!"
A clean break, including friendships with classmates.
The group of people felt as if they had been granted a pardon and fled the small shop by hugging the wall.
Zhuo Yang searched the thug and found a pack of cigarettes, then lit one for himself. Cultivators naturally don't have smoking addictions; Zhuo Yang didn't smoke before his primordial spirit awakened, he just wanted to smoke.
Suddenly, his cold, icy eyes swept out the window, his gaze fixed on the roof of the two-story building opposite.
"I knew Zhu Ziwang's men were trash; it turns out this was the real killer move!"
After speaking, he used his Thunderfire True Essence to drive his movement technique "Cloud-Walking Instant Step," stepping on lightning and transforming his figure into lightning bolts. He moved swiftly across the street in the blink of an eye and appeared on the roof of the small building.