Long Xiangtian looked at them and said, "Come on together, I don't like wasting time!"
"Damn it, this kid looks down on people. Brothers, we must make him kneel down and beg for mercy later!" said one man, then rushed up first, and the others were not willing to lag behind.
Brother Biao stood aside and looked at Long Xiangtian's body, which was not as strong as his brothers'. He thought to himself that they were more than enough to deal with Long Xiangtian and there was no need for him to do anything.
The leader came straight towards Long Xiangtian's face with his fist clenched. Long Xiangtian turned sideways and went directly behind him, kicking him on the back. The man staggered and fell.
With just such a simple action, Long Xiangtian knew that they were just a bunch of useless trash. They only looked capable, but in fact they didn't even have any kung fu skills. All they knew was fighting.
At this time, another man came to Long Xiangtian with a table leg in his hand. Long Xiangtian chopped at his arm with a machete, and the man screamed and let go of the weapon.
Long Xiangtian took advantage of the situation and held it tightly in his hand, then hit other people with it. In just half a minute, everyone was lying on the ground wailing.
At this time, Brother Biao's expression finally changed, and he said with uncontrollable anger: "No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, and you still have some ability. Then let me see if you can still be arrogant next!"
Long Xiangtian didn't say anything, just looked at Brother Biao, made a gesture of come on, and then threw away the wood in his hand. When Brother Biao saw him like this, he felt even more insulted.
He ran forward with a roar. He was not bragging. He really had strength hidden in his muscles. He had studied Taekwondo, so his most powerful parts were his feet.
He jumped up, bent one foot backwards, and aimed the other foot at Long Xiangtian's abdomen. He thought he could kick Long Xiangtian away with one kick, but he didn't expect that Long Xiangtian actually grabbed his foot and then pushed out without any mercy.
Brother Biao felt pain and quickly reached out his hand to fight back, but Long Xiangtian flexibly dodged and let go of his foot while grabbing his shoulder, then punched him in the chest and finally kicked him again, and Brother Biao came into close contact with the wall.
“Cough, cough, cough!” Brother Biao coughed, slowly stood up with the help of the wall, and looked at Long Xiangtian with eyes full of disbelief, but still showed no sign of admitting defeat. Instead, he said, “Boy, you have guts. I’ll remember you!”
Then he looked at his subordinates who were supporting each other, and then at the young man who was curled up in the corner with his head in his hands but looking at Long Xiangtian with sparkling eyes, and shouted: "Come and support me!"
The young man hurriedly limped over to support him. A group of people grinned and walked slowly outside. As they left, Brother Biao did not forget to give the old man a warning look and also looked at Long Xiangtian meaningfully.
"Wait a minute, do I allow you to go?" Just as they were about to step out the door, Long Xiangtian suddenly spoke.
Brother Biao turned his head in hatred, his eyes wide open, and said, "Let's be merciful when we can. Boy, you don't have to be so ruthless. After all, we haven't offended you."
Zhou Yu shook his head and asked Liu Ran to wait in the yard, then he walked out of the gate first to let the people from the White Tiger Gang out. In fact, he had originally planned to let them go, but when he saw Brother Biao's eyes, he changed his mind.
If this matter is not resolved, they will definitely come back to force this old man in the end. In the end we have to deal with the White Tiger Gang anyway, so let's start with this group of people now.
The members of the White Tiger Gang walked out of the courtyard and looked at Long Xiangtian curiously, wanting to know what he was going to do. However, Brother Biao felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, but he tried hard not to show it.
"I know you must be planning to come back and seek revenge on me. In that case, I might as well get rid of you once and for all." Long Xiangtian looked at Brother Biao, his voice devoid of emotion.
"What exactly do you want to do? Just say it directly. Why make it so mysterious? Although I just lost to you, I, Brother Biao, am not afraid of you." Brother Biao said with great confidence at this time.
Long Xiangtian didn't say any more nonsense. He walked forward and grabbed his feet with his hands. Before Brother Biao could react, he exerted force with both hands. Brother Biao screamed, "Ah--" and Long Xiangtian actually broke Brother Biao's feet.
Then he saw Brother Biao falling to the ground like a rag, with only miserable screams coming out of his mouth. Long Xiangtian glanced at the young boy standing beside him in a daze, and then shifted his gaze to other people.
When the others saw Long Xiangtian like this, they were a little scared. They retreated tremblingly and begged for mercy, but Long Xiangtian ignored them and still walked towards them with firm steps.
He broke another person's hand cleanly and neatly. When he was about to break the hand of another person in the same way, Long Xiangtian suddenly remembered that it was not appropriate to call the police yet. If he broke their hands and feet, how would they get back
So he stopped and said to them, "You should go back today and don't come again. Just wish you good luck. The White Tiger Gang has done many evil things and you will not have a good ending."
The two people who were less seriously injured carried Brother Biao, whose legs were broken, and walked away with each other supported by a group of people with tears in their eyes. However, the young boy stood there and did not keep up, staring blankly at Long Xiangtian.
Long Xiangtian just glanced at him lightly and was about to enter the courtyard, but the young boy stopped him at this time and said hesitantly: "I... I am also a member of the White Tiger Gang, why don't you hit me?"
Long Xiangtian replied: "I can see that you are still a kind person and you did not help the evil. You may have joined the White Tiger Gang only because you had no choice. It's good that you wake up in time now."
Long Xiangtian was about to leave after saying this, but after hearing what he said, the young boy's eyes became moist and he burst into tears.
"I... I know the White Tiger Gang has done a lot of bad things, but I can only get help if I join them. I am an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. But life in the orphanage is not easy now, so I..."
The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Seeing him crying so sadly, Long Xiangtian patted his shoulder and comforted him, saying, "You haven't made a big mistake yet. You still have a chance."
The young man nodded, then followed Long Xiangtian closely and was unwilling to leave. Long Xiangtian didn't have time to care about him for the time being. He walked in and looked at the old lady. The old lady was hunched over, cleaning up the mess on the ground, and her back looked a little bleak.
"Old man!" Long Xiangtian and Liu Ran helped to clean up, and then Long Xiangtian asked: "Why don't you want to leave here? You are an old man, and you will never get any good results if you go against the evil people of the White Tiger Gang!"
The old man was also very grateful for the help from Long Xiangtian and the others, so he did not hide anything. Several people sat in the yard and listened to the old man tell stories.
"My son has joined the army. They all say he is dead, but I don't believe it. He will come back. I will wait for him here. If I leave, my son won't be able to find me when he comes back!"
The old man's voice was trembling, and tears were flickering in his eyes. Long Xiangtian was silent when he heard this. He used to be a soldier, and he knew that many people went to the battlefield and never came back, while their families still missed them.
So he asked, "Old man, what is your son's name? I have some friends in the barracks, maybe I can ask for you."
The old man became even more excited when he heard him say this. He grabbed Long Xiangtian with his wrinkled hands and spoke unclearly: "Young man, can you really help me? My son's name is Cui Xin. He joined the army when he was 25 years old. It has been six years now!"
The moment Long Xiangtian heard the name, his body froze a little, and it took him a long while to react. He only spoke in a much lower voice: "I know, I will ask my friends to help investigate, don't worry, old man!"
As the old man thanked them profusely, Long Xiangtian and Liu Ran walked out of the courtyard. The little boy followed Long Xiangtian all the way until they reached their car. Then Long Xiangtian asked the little boy, "Why are you following me?"
The little boy hesitated for a long time before saying, "Big brother, can I follow you? I have nowhere to go!" Seeing Long Xiangtian's surprised look, he immediately added, "I... I eat very little, but I also talk a lot!"
Long Xiangtian shook his head to indicate that it was not because of this, and asked: "Aren't you staying in an orphanage?" The boy shook his head but did not answer, but asked again persistently: "Big brother, is it okay?"
Liu Ran felt that he looked somewhat pitiful, so he agreed immediately. Long Xiangtian did not object. He also saw that the boy really had no bad intentions. The boy immediately smiled.
Liu Ran drove the car to the hotel where Long Xiangtian was staying. The little boy followed Long Xiangtian out of the car. After watching Liu Ran drive away, Long Xiangtian said to the little boy, "Come on, follow me in, I'll get you a room first!"
The young boy quickly shook his head and said no, he didn't want to make Long Xiangtian think he was a burden. Seeing how resistant he was, Long Xiangtian had to compromise and change his room into a suite with two rooms.
Back in the room, the young boy sat on the sofa stiffly. Long Xiangtian looked at him with sharp eyes, "Now tell me more about your situation. Why don't you go back to the orphanage?"
The young boy's hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and after a while he mustered up the courage to say, "I told the dean's mother that I found a job, with free food and accommodation and monthly income. I also promised sister Xinxin that I would buy her a doll."
Long Xiangtian asked again: "How is life in the orphanage now?" The young boy gave a brief introduction to the current situation. In fact, life was pretty good before. The government allocated enough money, and occasionally there were donations from caring people in the society.
But now the orphanage has adopted a pair of twins with congenital heart disease, and all the extra money has been used to treat their illness, so life is a bit difficult now.