Wang Bo, accustomed to acting imperiously and recently having gained powerful backing, was more arrogant than ever. When had anyone dared to tell him to leave an arm behind?
Enraged, Wang Bo didn't bother with formalities. He raised his cleaver and swung it at Yan Shouyi!
If Yan Shouyi hadn't dodged, this strike would have likely severed half his neck.
But Yan Shouyi felt no fear.
Putting aside his formidable healing abilities as a Heavenly Corpse Puppet, Wang Bo's sword-wielding technique was simple, crude, and riddled with openings.
Yan Shouyi merely shifted sideways, evading the cleaver. Simultaneously, he lightly kicked Wang Bo’s calf, causing Wang Bo to lose his balance and fall face-first onto the ground like a dog eating dirt!
Rural roads were now paved with concrete. Wang Bo's fall landed him directly on the curb, shattering several of his front teeth!
He endured the searing pain and got back up, his mouth a bloody mess. He looked utterly pathetic.
"Big brother!"
Seeing their leader humiliated, Wang Bo's subordinates couldn't stand idly by. They all drew their weapons and surrounded Yan Shouyi.
Jiang Shuang was also within the encirclement. He said nervously, "Shouyi, there are too many of them. We need to be careful!"
"Don't worry. What's the use of numbers? This isn't a war," Yan Shouyi dismissed their numerical advantage.
Wang Bo, covering his mouth and still spitting blood, crawled up. The fall had utterly humiliated him. Angered to the point of madness, Wang Bo roared, "Cut him down!"
His followers, spurred by emotion, had no choice but to advance, surging forward in unison.
Yan Shouyi let out a cold snort. He grabbed one of the subordinate's arms and delivered an elbow strike.
The thug's arm snapped like a fragile branch, breaking at an unnatural angle and hanging grotesquely from the joint.
In terms of fighting, these thugs were only aggressive, not truly formidable!
Yan Shouyi, on the other hand, was a seasoned expert, far beyond the capabilities of these street punks.
Having dispatched one thug with lightning speed, Yan Shouyi turned to face a bald thug charging at him.
Yan Shouyi seized the opportunity and delivered a kick to the thug's knee.
The kick dislocated the kneecap, rendering the man unable to stand!
Seeing Yan Shouyi's ferocity, the other thugs were instantly intimidated. Despite wielding weapons, they felt completely unable to contend with him.
Jiang Shuang clenched his fists, having prepared for a brawl, but found himself with no chance to intervene.
Yan Shouyi moved like Bruce Lee, his punches and kicks a blur of motion.
By the time anyone could react, bones were broken, and bodies were already on the ground, writhing in agony.
"What are you afraid of?! We have numbers!" Wang Bo roared. "He only has two hands and two legs! Can't you beat him if you all attack together? Are you all useless?"
Even with Wang Bo's insults, no one was willing to charge forward. The fate of the two thugs earlier was too terrifying to behold.
Yan Shouyi shook his head and said softly,
"Wang Bo, accept your fate. No one can stop me from breaking your arm today."
"Damn it!"
Wang Bo's lungs felt like they would explode. If he couldn't deal with Yan Shouyi today, his standing in the underworld would be ruined.
Thus, despite a flicker of unease in his heart, he had to force himself to press on!
Wang Bo picked up his cleaver again and singled out two of his subordinates, signaling them to attack with him.
The two subordinates were roughnecks, not tall but powerfully built. They had a reputation for not flinching when slaughtering pigs in the village and were considered among the braver ones.
However, facing Yan Shouyi, a deep fear was evident in their eyes.
In their eyes, Yan Shouyi was like a terrifying crocodile; if they dared to extend a hand, they should be prepared for it to be severed.
Just as Wang Bo prepared to make his move, he suddenly remembered something. He turned and shouted to his remaining subordinates,
"Go into the small supermarket and grab that woman!"
If I can't deal with you, Yan Shouyi, can't I handle a mere weak woman?!
It had to be said, Wang Bo did possess some brains.
Unfortunately, his judgment was flawed.
When Yan Shouyi saw those thugs heading towards the small supermarket to capture Lin Zitong, he wasn't worried; instead, he smiled.
What a joke! That was Lin Zitong!
A direct disciple of the Sect Master of Lushan Sect!
Someone who could catch ghosts and kill zombies without batting an eye!
Your collective strength as a bunch of thugs wouldn't even be enough for her to pick her teeth!
However, Jiang Shuang was unaware of Lin Zitong's prowess. He anxiously said, "Shouyi, what do we do? They have too many people! How about I hold them here while you go help your sister-in-law?"
To his surprise, Yan Shouyi calmly replied, "No need to help. She can handle it herself. I actually pity those thugs."
If Lin Zitong exerted even half the effort she usually used to spar with Yan Shouyi, none of these thugs would be able to leave here standing.
"You should worry about yourself first!"
Suddenly, Wang Bo's cleaver slashed in from the side!
This strike was aimed at Yan Shouyi's thigh, clearly intending to incapacitate him before slowly finishing him off.
Facing such a sinister sneak attack, Yan Shouyi let out a cold hum and leaped into the air, directly stepping on Wang Bo's cleaver!
Wang Bo's expression changed. He struggled several times but couldn't pull the cleaver free!
Jiang Shuang finally had an opportunity to act. He grabbed a wooden stool nearby and smashed it hard onto Wang Bo's head.
Wang Bo felt dizzy and saw stars.
Before he could recover, Yan Shouyi delivered a knee strike to Wang Bo's chest.
The immense pain felt like being hit by the bell hammer in a temple, his internal organs almost shifting. Wang Bo felt an urge to vomit from the agony.
Yan Shouyi stepped forward, grabbed Wang Bo's shoulder, and forcefully pinned him onto the poker table!
Wang Bo's two subordinates, whom he had called out by name, had intended to help. But Yan Shouyi merely shot them a glare, and they were so terrified that they stumbled back several paces.
"Spare me! Spare me!!"
Wang Bo finally realized Yan Shouyi's terrifying power and immediately began to beg.
This was the nature of thugs – bullying the weak and fearing the strong, lacking backbone. Yan Shouyi paid him no mind.
After all, Tong Jingcheng, whom he had faced earlier, had never begged for mercy even until his death.
Although Tong Jingcheng had also caused Yan Shouyi harm, Yan Shouyi still respected him as a man.
As for this Wang Bo...
He was merely a lowly worm.
"A Shuang, help me pick up the cleaver!" Yan Shouyi said.
Jiang Shuang, also caught up in the moment, immediately handed the cleaver on the ground to Yan Shouyi.
After handing over the cleaver, Jiang Shuang suddenly realized, "Shouyi, don't do anything rash! This is just a fight. If you actually chop off his arm, the consequences will be different!"
Yan Shouyi held the cleaver, his eyes fixed on Wang Bo's arm.
His childhood friend had been bullied, and he was truly enraged.
Let alone chopping off one arm, even chopping off two would feel like too light a punishment in Yan Shouyi's eyes.
But at this moment, he was facing the same predicament his father, Yan Chou, had faced in the past.
Should he act, or should he endure?
Wang Bo was oblivious to Yan Shouyi's thoughts, only feeling the sharp cleaver hovering over his arm, ready to fall at any moment.
He was close to wetting himself from fear.
"Hero! Mercy, good sir! I was wrong! I'll never dare again!!"
"I was blind and ignorant, I didn't recognize true power. I beg you, give me a chance to be a new man!"
"If you let me go, I promise I will never cross you again. And I have money, I can give you all my possessions!"
Yan Shouyi remained unmoved by Wang Bo's pleas.
The reason villains are called villains is because they have done bad deeds.
The reason good people are called good people is because they have not!
It's not that the world suddenly gains more good people just because villains utter a few words of repentance.
Therefore, Yan Shouyi would not let Wang Bo's words sway his judgment.
But his arm... Should he chop it, or not?