Tukon led the charge, while Adong took the lead on this side. Adong was best at brawling.
"Holy crap, they're actually fighting! Exciting!"
"Are these few going to fight over a hundred people?"
"Are you blind? Their backs are to so many cars, not to mention anything else, there are probably dozens of people."
A foreign bro among the crowd spoke. In his opinion, people who could afford these cars would definitely bring a group of bodyguards to such a mixed and chaotic place, unless they were fools.
Tukon thought the same way, so he had been wary of the dozen or so vans behind them. As expected, just as the two sides were about to fight, the doors of the dozen vans were flung open, and nearly a hundred men in suits got out.
Uniformly dressed, with fierce eyes.
Tukon's gaze slightly condensed, as if he had some expectation, but also some surprise. However, the action of his fists against Adong's did not stop.
The opposing group had no weapons in their hands. Whether it was their physique or their weapons, their side had the advantage.
Two solid punches landed on Tukon, sending him staggering back a few steps. He secretly rubbed the spot where he had been hit. Tukon had not expected this scar-faced man to be so strong.
He, who had been a regular at underground boxing matches, was not his opponent.
Without hesitation, he charged forward again, and was once again sent staggering back. This time, Tukon learned his lesson and snatched a steel pipe from one of his subordinates.
Adong, on the other hand, was still bare-handed. He didn't even need a weapon to deal with Tukon.
The two groups had already clashed. Tukon's side had the advantage in weapons, but they were still being routed. Yang Tianming was like a punch a person, too lazy to even pick up the steel pipes on the ground.
Every punch landed with a thud, making Tukon's subordinates too scared to advance further.
Yang Tianming and his three companions were positioned near Poison. This was a special instruction from Lin Yan, not to protect the car, but to protect Su Mojin.
Unexpectedly, Su Mojin did not feel scared by the scene outside. Having been with Lin Yan for this period, she had seen many grand occasions.
She couldn't remain completely calm, but she was no longer the timid woman she used to be.
Li Wei did not participate in the fight. He guarded the entrance of the truck. After all, in a melee, someone had to protect the young master's safety. Besides, with his age, he no longer had the youthful vigor.
If it were in his youth, he would have at least gone down to fight for two rounds before stopping.
There were over twenty bodyguards in black guarding the entrance of the heavy truck, which was a bit redundant, as the opponent's strength wouldn't reach this far.
Outside, the fight was fierce. In just five minutes, Tukon's men were repelled.
"Boss, these guys are too strong. Our brothers can't hold on!"
"Yeah, these monkeys are too strong. Why don't we retreat?"
The men Adong brought this time were the elite bodyguards of the Lin family. With weapons, they were not something these thugs could resist. Now, Tukon's subordinates were in a state of panic, only wanting to escape.
Tukon had also been beaten to the point of spitting blood by Adong. He could hardly imagine how strong this scar-faced man was.
If Lin Yan hadn't instructed him not to kill anyone, Adong would have probably beaten Tukon to death in a few moves.
"Fuck," Tukon cursed inwardly.
It was one thing to have so many people in the cars, but they were also so strong. To be honest, he also wanted to retreat, but retreating now would be very embarrassing.
Some people were like this. They knew that doing so was irrational, but they would still do it for the sake of face. Tukon was one of them.
"Boss, boss!"
"Boss!"
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Once again, Adong sent him flying to the ground. Tukon was helped up by his subordinates. He struggled to get up from the ground. This time, he was truly beaten into submission, and he mumbled a word.
"Retreat."
Then, he quickly led his subordinates into their cars and fled. If they continued to fight, he would probably die here.
Clutching his chest, he managed to climb into his crashed car and left with his subordinates.
Unexpectedly, he didn't even leave any harsh words, which was really not in line with his villainous persona.
After the matter was settled, Lin Yan walked out of the truck. He glanced at the battlefield. His own men were almost all unharmed.
No one present expected the matter to end in this way. It was too fast.
They had originally thought that the fight would end quickly, but the "quickly" they were referring to was not this kind of quickness. This was completely different from the outcome they had expected!
Just as Lin Yan stepped out of the truck, a small figure also quickly walked out from a corner, holding a mobile phone.
"Boss Lin!"
Hao Dong approached with his phone, looking around cautiously as he walked, as if afraid that the opponent's men had not all left and would come out to hit him.
"Boss Lin, I've recorded the process of them beating people. I'll expose them when I get back!"
As he got closer, Hao Dong held up his phone to show Lin Yan, as if seeking credit.
He had risked his life just now to capture evidence of the other party's assault.
Lin Yan was speechless. Dude, this is called mutual combat. Both sides made a move. Are you trying to expose me too by recording it?
Hao Dong was naturally not that foolish. He had recorded videos of the other party making moves. When he edited them back, these thugs would definitely be punished by the police in Country A.
Dare to sneak attack your Grandpa Dong, and you will face retaliation!
Glancing at Hao Dong, Lin Yan noticed that Hao Dong had been injured. There was a purple bruise on his arm outside his short-sleeved shirt, clearly from being hit by a steel pipe. It wasn't serious, probably just a graze.
However, there would be no worker's compensation. Lin Yan was who he was, a pure capitalist!
He patted Hao Dong's shoulder as a consolation prize.
"Heh, you must be Lin Shen!"
Before Lin Yan could move, a figure walked over from not far away.
There was no other way. Since the other party had discovered him, he had to personally come to apologize.
A true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall. He believed that as long as his attitude was sincere enough, the other party would not hold a grudge.
Looking at the man walking over, surrounded by several bodyguards, Lin Yan knew that the gift-giver had arrived.
Tukon was injured, so he would definitely not be able to participate in the main race tomorrow.
This made the already uninteresting competition even more so. If possible, Lin Yan planned to just take the rewards and leave.
However, this might be difficult.
He motioned for Li Wei, who was standing in front, to move aside. The man's physique and appearance were revealed to Lin Yan.
A short man of about 1.7 meters, with blonde hair and blue eyes, a typical Western face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
A small mustache, a suit, and this appearance gave him a bit of the feel of an ancient villainous merchant.
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ps: Happy National Day, everyone! Please generate power! Please generate power! [Crazy hint!]