Rong Yin smiled at the people surrounding him. In the crisp night light, his smile was as cold as midwinter.
"Rong Yao, if you're looking for death, don't blame me."
He was so frustrated today, just needing a place to vent. Perfect, these people had delivered themselves.
The group surrounding him, seeing his fearlessness, found it quite amusing. Usually, when so many of them surrounded one person, they'd be terrified, begging for mercy on their knees.
They'd cry, tremble, and plead endlessly. That was the scene they desired. But this man before them showed no fear, even emitting a chilling smile.
The leader, a burly figure, tall and imposing, thought it was interesting. He shook his powerful, sturdy arm, his firm muscles bulging and catching a strange gleam under the moonlight.
He wanted Rong Yin to be afraid, to grovel. With Rong Yin's slender frame, he could take him down by himself.
Unfortunately, in Rong Yin's eyes, his actions were no different from an idiot's.
Rong Yin chuckled, "Idiot, have you heard a saying?"
"Idiot, who are you calling an idiot?" The leader glared at Rong Yin, roaring the words out before realizing something was amiss.
"Brat, you're messing with me!" The man's face contorted with rage.
The smile on Rong Yin's lips deepened, his tone laced with contemptuous provocation, "Yeah, I'm messing with you. What of it? You don't like it?"
"You..."
"The bigger the bamboo, the more flammable it is. You're exactly that kind of person." Rong Yin's smile was eerie, fitting for someone with an intellect that matched Rong Yao's.
"Boss, this kid is too damn arrogant. Take him down." The subordinates behind couldn't stand it. Their boss commanded respect from everyone, yet this kid was completely disrespectful.
The leader chuckled, looking at Rong Yin with the eyes of someone already dead. "Kid, someone paid us to deal with you. They don't want your life, just to turn you into a living dead man, completely incapable. But don't worry, you won't be a vegetable. You can see and hear, but you'll only be able to lie in bed."
Rong Yin nodded, a smile that seemed to say "I'll grant your wish."
"Fine, since you like this kind of thing, I won't be polite later." His tone was casual, yet it conveyed a sense of dread.
The leader heard this and thought the kid was unbelievably arrogant.
"Boss, why are you talking nonsense with him? This is a ten-million business deal. If someone calls the police later, we won't be able to escape." The subordinate was anxious. It was rare to encounter such a wealthy employer.
The leader thought the same and smiled, "Kid, if you have to blame anyone, blame your bad luck."
Rong Yin gave a wicked smile, the casual glint in his peach blossom eyes now tinged with a hint of killing intent.
"Do you know how much my life is worth? Three hundred billion. And you only ask for ten million? That's too damn insulting." Rong Yin lightly stroked his smooth chin with his slender, jade-like fingers. He wondered what kind of parents this Rong Yao had, so petty.
"My heavens, three hundred billion! Boss, I can barely count that high. This world is truly unfair. We struggle for every little thing in life, and they talk about three hundred billion!"
The subordinates were dizzy with excitement.
The leader also swallowed hard. Although tempted by so much money, he knew he wouldn't get it.
"What's with all the chatter? Go get him. If we succeed, we'll get a raise. With leverage in hand, why worry about money?"
"Alright."
The subordinates were incredibly excited, charging towards Rong Yin with renewed vigor.
Rong Yin's gaze turned icy, his smile sharp. The first subordinate who rushed forward was kicked away by Rong Yin, his hot-blooded charge ending in a face-plant in the dirt.
Everyone: "..."
Seeing him so skinny and tall, how could he be this strong?
They hadn't even seen how he moved.
They froze for a moment, then remembering the immense sum of money they'd never earn in a lifetime, and with so many people present, taking down one person shouldn't be difficult.
They rushed towards Rong Yin again, swarming him. Rong Yin looked at this group of rats with disdain. His mood today was rather high, which also significantly boosted his strength for beating people up.
"Bang..." He struck with extreme force.
He grabbed one and beat him mercilessly. Screams echoed through the alley, particularly chilling in the dead of night.
These thugs, accustomed to fighting, had never encountered someone as reckless as Rong Yin.
One, two, three... By the time the fifth person fell to the ground, Rong Yin felt his entire body weaken, his arms trembling from the excessive force he'd used earlier.
The remaining four or five thugs finally showed a hint of fear.
They stood around Rong Yin, afraid to move.
Looking at the figures lying on the ground, their faces were beyond recognition.
Rong Yin, seeing their cowardice, could finally catch his breath.
After all, he was a pampered third young master, though he had trained his body since childhood.
He couldn't escape the fate of having two fists against four hands. He was indeed exhausted.
The leader looked at Rong Yin and smiled, "Kid, so arrogant just now, why aren't you fighting now? Run out of strength, haven't you? I'm experienced in this. Good initial burst of energy, then your limbs start to tremble. Look at your fair, delicate hands, like a woman's, they're shaking so badly."
"Anyone who dares to show off in front of me never ends well."
His weakness exposed, Rong Yin clenched his fists tightly.
But the smile on his face grew colder.
"Don't worry, even if I die today, I'll take you down with me." After a brief recovery, his limbs finally regained some strength.
Rong Yao intended to kill him this time.
Heh...
How venomous!
He slowly straightened his body. A subordinate seized the opportunity and kicked him hard in the back.
"Brat, you dare to be so arrogant? I'll beat you to death!"
Rong Yin abruptly knelt on the ground.
"Cough, cough..."
The kick was heavy, and Rong Yin felt a sharp pain in his back.
The leader saw his chance and roared, "Brothers, this is our moment! Cripple him, and we'll go spend our earnings!"
"Alright, Boss!" The subordinates, seeing victory within reach, were immensely excited.
Another subordinate dragged a steel pipe from a car and sneered at Rong Yin, "With one hit of this pipe, his spine will be broken, and our mission will be complete."
The man walked over with the steel pipe, its clanging sound making one's scalp tingle.
Rong Yin forced himself to stand, staggering to his feet. He saw the man raise the steel pipe to strike his back.
"Haha... Brat, you're finished."
However, the expected pain did not come.
Behind him, there was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, followed by a piercing scream.
"Ah..."
Rong Yin turned sharply, only to see a tall figure shielding him from behind.