A breeze brush passes Tang Zhonghui like it was a force sent from the man rushing at him. The corners of his lip arc up as a dangerous glint of light flash in his dimmed eyes.
He doesn't make a move until Jia Yin's fist was a foot away from him. He takes a step to the right and swiftly dodges the punch with a 180-degree turn like he was able to slow everything down.
When he faces Jia Yin again, his right arm stretches forward, and he strikes a punch at the man with strength.
His aim was the bulky man's face, but due to their height difference, his fist ended up striking the man's throat.
At the same time, Jia Yin threw a punch at Tang Zhonghui, next to him, Xiao and the other men from Red Moon proceed towards their target.
"I'm going to kill you, kid!"
Xiao roars in a demonic growl. His words were full of confidence like he had already taken down Gui Tian Lan. However, as he rushed upon the tailor, he didn't forget to grab a vacant chair.
His opponent had been decided, but he was still shorter and skinnier. If he wants to overpower the stylish man, he needs something to help him.
*Claang!
The chair slams hard against the side of Gui Tian Lan's arm as he blocked it. His brows furrow a little at the small sharp pain, but he doesn't let it stop him. His free hand stretches forward, and he grabs Xiao's throat before slamming the man hard on the cold cemented ground.
"Ugh—!"
"Ugh—!"
The second Xiao was dropped, Jia Yin and the other men followed in pursuit. Each person laid consciousness on the ground but couldn't get back up as they could only clutch the place that had been hit.
Tang Zhonghui scoffs a sneer at how easy it was to take down these men. From how arrogant they talked, he thought they would at least put up a fight. However, one punch was all it took.
He slightly shakes his head in disappointment then takes a small step back with a straightened spine. As he did this, Qi Li, Gui Tian Lan, and Gui Zhongmin stood on either side of him.
All four men looked relax and calm as they had never been involved in a fight.
"Tsk, tsk. People from Red Moon sure are arrogant. Truly a disappointment that it is just all talk."
Gui Zhongmin clicked his tongue with his words as he looks at the ten men groaning on the ground. Each one looked sturdy and full of muscles but couldn't even manage a kick from him.
Hearing his words, Tang Zhonghui nods his head agreeing. He heaves a sigh and looks down at Jia Yin's pitiful figure.
"I told you my fearsome fist was going to beat you to a pulp, but you didn't want to listen to me."
Not too far them, Tao Meng had just taken a seat. He took out another cigarette and put it on his mouth as Ling Ni returned to his side.
However, before he could even flick the lighter on, his mouth slowly opened agape and the cigarette falls onto the hard ground.
His eyes widen as his confidence in his men shattered like a broken vase.
One by one, he watched as the ten men he brought with him fall onto the ground like bowling pins.
"W-What in the world happened?!"
He abruptly stood back up and his chair falls back in a loud crash.
"Jia Yin! Xiao!"
He roars angrily at his subordinates, but none were able to answer him. They were still rolling on the ground and groaning with intense pain. Their palms never left the parts on their body that had punched or kicked. It was like adding pressing on their parts would ease the pain faster.
"Get up! Why the hell is you all on the ground?!"
Anger burst inside him and blood rush to his face turning it crimson red. He doesn't walk around the table, but grabs hold of the table and flip it to the side like it was a pest blocking his path.
"Get the fuck up! People from Red Moon are not weak!!"
As he strides over to his men, Ling Ni who was returning to his side was frozen stiff. He had signaled her to come back, but from his sudden movement, if she had not stopped in time, she was sure that table would have knocked her out cold.
Watching Tao Meng approach them, Qi Li's usual cold expression darkened more than ever. To his left, Tang Zhonghui and Gui Zhongmin were no different from him. To his right, Gui Tian Lan was the only calm one.
However, his left thumb and middle figures were every so lightly rubbing together.
If one were to look closely, one would be able to see the tiny needle that reflected a shine between his figures.
Tao Meng stomps to a stop and another wave of anger burst inside him as he looks down at his men. It was always the enemy on the ground, not his men.
He glares with vicious burning red eyes at the four men standing until he stopped at Tang Zhonghui.
"You!"
He grows between his gritted teeth and points without any care.
"What kind of trick did you use?!"
Jia Yin is his righthand man and is one of his strongest men in Red Moon. To be beaten by a nobody like this is an insult to his gang.
Being pointed at, Tang Zhonghui tilts his head to the side. His lips press slightly together but he puts on an innocent expression and raises his left hand to point at himself.
"Who, me?"
His eyes blinked a few times like he was thinking of what to do. However, slowly raising his other hand and shows his fist that was used to punch his enemy.
"Ah, it is me. Well, what had happened was, I told him about my fist, but he wouldn't listen."
He lowers his head and looks at Jia Yin, who was clutching to his throat and trying to gasp for air.
The corners of his mouth arc up to smile, but when he looked back at Tao Meng, he clears his throat and continues to explain.
"You see, he is way too tall compared to me. My fist couldn't reach his face even if I were to tiptoe, so I could only punch him on the throat."
He shrugs both his shoulders and put on the appearance of a bystander who had been dragged into a mess.
"I said I was going to beat him to a pulp, and I did. Which is why he looks like that now."
As he spoke each word, Gui Tian Lan and Gui Zhong's eyelids turned heavy. Unlike the two brothers, Qi Li lowers his head and raises one hand to cover his face like he was trying to hide.
All three men couldn't help but be stupefied by their younger comrades. They're standing in front of the enemy and instead of holding his ground, Tang Zhonghui is adding more fuel to the fire.
Tao Meng was in utter disbelief by the man. His nostrils flare open with his eyes and he reaches inside the pocket of his jacket.
"No one looks down on Red Moon and gets away with it."
He roars each word thunderously and pulls out his pistol. Without any care about all the witnesses around, he points the round muzzle in the direction of Tang Zhonghui.
Seeing the smile one the young man's face disappears, he sneers a chuckle.
"What, afraid now?"
His words fell threatening, but Tang Zhonghui, Qi Li, Gui Tian Lan, and Gui Zhongmin stared expressionless at him. It was like each person had put up a barrier that shielded all their thoughts from the world.
Tao Meng grew agitated by this, but he kept his emotions concealed. He raises his chin as if to look down at the four men and smirk.
"You better beg—"
"Tao Meng."
However, before he could finish his words, a voice calls his name and stops him.
