"Haha..." Yang Shuai laughed when he heard Liu Xun's words and said, "Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that? If you know what's best for you, get out of here right away, but only if you leave this woman behind! I'm in a good mood today and don't want to argue with you."
"Oh? Really? Then I have to thank you." Liu Xun looked at Yang Shuai, smiled disdainfully, and continued: "Actually, I also want to agree to you, but I'm afraid... Even if I give you something that belongs to me, you won't be able to hold it firmly!"
"Hey, why don't you ask who I am? I'll give you one minute, get out of here immediately!" Yang Shuai seemed to like showing off his identity very much, and he used his identity to make things clear, as if he wished the whole world knew that he was the son of the municipal party secretary.
Liu Xun raised his head, looked at Yang Shuai with an idiotic look, and said, "Are you... the legendary fighter among idiots? Does it matter who you are? Do you have anything to do with me?"
After the words fell, Situ Ying burst into laughter, and the people around him opened their mouths wide and stared at Liu Xun blankly. They all thought that this outsider was doomed, as he actually insulted Yang Shuai like this!
"Boy, you have pissed me off! It seems you are really not afraid of death!" Yang Shuai's face darkened. This was the first time someone dared to talk to him like this. In the past, he only needed to say a word, and who would dare to disobey him
"Of course I'm scared to death!" Liu Xun said. After he finished speaking, Yang Shuai was stunned, then a smile appeared on his face. He thought Liu Xun had given in, and the people around him also thought that Liu Xun was going to apologize, but the next sentence was like a depth bomb, making everyone feel suffocated.
"But... I'm not afraid of anything!" Liu Xun said with a smile. Everyone is afraid of death! Liu Xun is no exception, but he is not afraid of anything. If it's a small matter, he can tolerate it, but if it's a big matter... he has to be ruthless! Obviously, Situ Ying is Liu Xun's Achilles' heel.
"What did you say?" Yang Shuai thought he had heard wrongly. These outsiders obviously didn't know his identity and dared to tease him!
"Boy, leave here quickly while you are still alive." Di Yi yawned and persuaded Yang Shuai.
The people around were stunned. These outsiders were more arrogant than each other! Who were they? Did they have someone to rely on
Yang Shuai laughed out of anger, but he did not dare to act rashly. He was not a completely brainless person. Liu Xun and the other two looked calm and composed, and it was obvious that they had someone to rely on, so Yang Shuai planned to investigate their identities before taking action.
"Okay, you three wait for me! Don't leave if you dare!" Yang Shuai was about to go to the bathroom to make a phone call, but just as he turned around, he bumped into a little girl.
The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, her face was covered in dirt and her features could not be seen clearly. Yang Shuai was already in a bad mood, and now encountering such a thing, it was naturally fueling the fire.
"Fuck you, you little beast!" Yang Shuai clenched his fist and hit the little girl on the head. Many people around him had closed their eyes, but just when his fist was about to hit the little girl, a strong hand grabbed Yang Shuai's fist.
Yang Shuai wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't move at all! He turned his head to look at Liu Xun, and said ferociously: "Stinky boy, if you know what's good for you, let me go."
Liu Xun snorted coldly and pushed Yang Shuai out. After Yang Shuai took five or six steps back, he stabilized his body, pointed at Liu Xun and said, "Okay, you put on sunglasses and pretend to be a gangster, right?"
At this point, he pointed at the bronze sword on Di Yi's back and said, "And you, little brat, carrying a big wooden stick on your back, think you are in a martial arts movie? You two just wait, I will take care of this woman in front of you two!"
After he finished speaking, Liu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the steel fork on the table, and then pressed Yang Shuai on the table. Due to conditioned reflex, Yang Shuai put his hands on the table to maintain his balance.
Liu Xun sneered, and without hesitation, he inserted the steel fork in his hand into the back of Yang Shuai's hand. Liu Xun used so much force that he pierced the entire back of the hand, and the other end of the steel fork... was nailed to the mahogany tabletop.
"Ah!..." Yang Shuai screamed loudly, and just as he was about to move his other hand, Di Yi inserted the steel fork into his other palm and said with a smile: "Balance it, otherwise your left hand will be dissatisfied."
Everyone was shocked. The once arrogant young villain was actually nailed to the table. Blood flowed out like water and dripped onto the ground!
"I... my father is the municipal party secretary! He won't let you go, so just wait for death!" Yang Shuai looked at Liu Xun and said viciously.
"It's useless even if your father is Li Gang! Tell me, how do you want to die?" Di Yi took the steel fork next to Situ Ying, pointed it at Yang Shuai's eyes, and waved it around him.
"Don't... don't kill me!" Yang Shuai had never seen such a scene before. His toughness just now disappeared in an instant.
Liu Xun took out his cell phone, patted Yang Shuai on the head, and said, "Tell me your father's phone number. Don't you want to call your father? I'll call your grandfather for you!"
"I..." Yang Shuai didn't know whether he should say it or not. The guests around him were watching silently. They knew that Liu Xun and the other two must be no simple people, otherwise they wouldn't have done such a thing after knowing the identity of Yang Shuai's father.
"Speak, if you don't... I'll stick a fork in your eyes right now!" Di Yi threatened. Sure enough, the threat was useful, and Yang Shuai immediately told him his father's phone number.
"Hello, who is this?" After the call was connected, an impatient voice came from the other end.
"I'm at XX Hotel. Come over here right now to pick up your son. I'll give you twenty minutes. If you're one minute late, I'll cut off one of your son's fingers! If you're more than five minutes late, then... forget about seeing him." Liu Xun said in a cold voice and hung up the phone.
About fifteen minutes later, a slightly plump middle-aged man walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Who? Who the hell threatened me with my son?"
When he saw Liu Xun, he walked up to Liu Xun, glanced at Yang Shuai, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, and said in a cold voice: "It's you? Do you fucking know who I am? How dare you touch my son?"
"Like father, like son. Even the way they talk is the same!" Liu Xun smiled and pulled out the steel fork that was stuck in Yang Shuai's palm. Yang Shuai immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Then Liu Xun stood in front of Yang Shuai's father, lifted him up, and slapped him in the face. This scene not only stunned the people around, but also the police behind him, and even Yang Shuai's father was stunned for a moment. (To be continued)