Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 1153 - 1152: Wang Biao

Chapter 1153: Chapter 1152: Wang Biao

The bottle smashed, and the waiter screamed as he collapsed onto the floor, clutching his wound and cursing, "Fuck your mother..."

Su Yang didn’t give him a chance to speak; he kicked him in the chest, and the waiter immediately flew backward, slamming against a pillar behind him. Blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and he went still.

People around were shocked. Su Yang had moved too swiftly, hadn’t he? Just like that, he had taken down the waiter?

Zhao Tianxing was also stunned. Su Yang had just threatened Wang Biao, and that incident had already caused quite a stir. Now that he had attacked the waiter, how could Wang Biao let this go?

At that moment, a single thought ran through Zhao Tianxing’s mind, "It’s over, completely over!"

A man hurried over to help the waiter up, checked his breathing, and instantly went pale, trembling, he said, "Dead... he’s dead..."

"What!?" Zhao Tianxing was the first to exclaim, and everyone else was also profoundly shocked.

The waiter was actually dead?

It was shocking enough that Su Yang had injured someone, but what the crowd couldn’t fathom was that Su Yang had outright killed a man—that was a different matter entirely!

Several others went over, checked, and confirmed that the waiter was indeed dead.

Zhao Tianxing’s legs gave out, and he almost collapsed to the floor. He turned to look at Su Yang, his face filled with shock and helplessness, "Mr. Su, what... what on earth are you doing..."

Killing and injuring were two completely different things!

How could Wang Biao let this slide? How could he possibly forgive Su Yang?

"You should take a rest!" Su Yang patted Zhao Tianxing on the shoulder, "I’ll handle this!"

Zhao Tianxing opened his mouth but could only say softly in the end, "Maybe... maybe you should run..."

Su Yang glanced at Zhao Tianxing, seeing that although the man was somewhat cowardly, he wasn’t bad at heart, which made Su Yang see him in a new light.

Someone had already reported the situation downstairs to Wang Biao, and soon, the door to one of the upstairs private rooms opened, and Wang Biao, followed by a group of men, came storming down with great fury.

"Motherfucker, who dares to start trouble on my turf? Are they tired of living?" Wang Biao bellowed viciously.

Zhao Tianxing had previously suffered greatly under Wang Biao’s hands and turned pale with fear at the sight of him again.

Su Yang, however, was calm. He stood with his hands behind his back, sizing up Wang Biao, and said coldly, "Where is Zhao Xiao Yun?"

Wang Biao roared, "Who the fuck are you? Dare to talk to me like that, do you know who I am?"

Su Yang replied coldly, "I’ll count to three. Hand over Zhao Xiao Yun, then you and all your men kneel down and kowtow three times to Zhao Tianxing and his daughter. If you do that, I might spare your life."

Zhao Tianxing immediately closed his eyes. Speaking like this, Su Yang was courting death!

"How the fuck do you talk?"

"Son of a bitch, you must be looking to die!"

The lackeys around Wang Biao immediately cursed, and Wang Biao laughed in fury, pointing at Su Yang and bellowing, "Kid, you’ve really got guts. Talking to me like this on my turf, you’re the first. And you’ll count to three? And have me kowtow? Let me tell you, even if you and your entire family kneel here and kowtow to me, I’m not going to spare you today!"

Su Yang ignored him and simply said coldly, "One!"

Wang Biao shouted angrily, "You motherfucker really dare to count, huh? What’s with the slow counting? Let me do it for you, two, three, four, five, six..."

"Two!" Su Yang held up two fingers.

Wang Biao completely lost his patience and waved his hand, "Fuck, kill him for me!"

Immediately, more than a dozen underlings drew their weapons and rushed toward Su Yang with a roar.

"Three!" No sooner had Su Yang counted to three than his face suddenly filled with murderous intent. Facing the dozen men charging at him, Su Yang didn’t bother with words; he charged straight into their midst.

The first to bear the brunt was a waiter, brandishing a cleaver and chopping it down at Su Yang.

However, Su Yang was much faster; one punch landed on the waiter’s chest.

The waiter was sent flying back, his chest caved in significantly—he was certainly dead.

Before the waiter even hit the ground, Su Yang had already struck again, sending several other waiters flying one after another.

To the onlookers surrounding them, Su Yang marched through, knocking down the dozen or so waiters like decaying trees. None of the waiters could touch Su Yang, all being flung away by his strikes.

Wang Biao originally had a sneer on his face, but seeing this, he was instantly stunned. Although he didn’t know martial arts, he could see that Su Yang’s strength was incredibly formidable.

Before Wang Biao could react, Su Yang already stood in front of him.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" Wang Biao shouted urgently.

A few men by his side stepped forward, shielding Wang Biao. These men had been hired for a high price, and each of them was in the Qi Refining Realm, much stronger than Zhao Tianxing.

Su Yang had used mere basic punches and kicks to take down those dozen men earlier, so in the eyes of these men, although Su Yang’s strength was decent, it couldn’t be that formidable. After all, one doesn’t need punches and kicks to deal with these men if one is in the Fusion Realm.

In truth, Su Yang did not want to shock or scare Wan Fei before he had a chance to run away, which is why he used punches and kicks. Otherwise, mere finger flicks would have sufficed to deal with these men—why resort to punches and kicks?

Looking at the few men, Su Yang said calmly, "Move, or die."

The men exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.

"Kid, you’ve got a big fucking mouth, daring to talk to me like that..." one of the men began cursing.

Before he finished speaking, Su Yang had already reached him like a specter. The man couldn’t react in time, and Su Yang grabbed his neck and effortlessly broke it.

The others were immediately frightened; they now realized they had underestimated Su Yang’s strength.

The men looked at each other and charged at Su Yang with a roar, hoping to defeat him by virtue of their numbers.

In the midst of their attack, Su Yang walked as if he were strolling in a garden. With every step he took, he made a move, and with each move, someone was wiped out.

When Su Yang walked out of the men’s encirclement, all of them lay on the ground—none alive.

Wang Biao watched the entire process, petrified with fear. Looking at Su Yang in front of him, he felt nothing but endless terror.

"Who... who the hell are you..." Wang Biao’s voice trembled.

"Su Yang!" Su Yang’s voice was calm. "From Destiny Martial Arts!"

"Destiny Martial Arts?" Wang Biao paused for a moment, then his voice shook, "I’ve got no grudges with you, why... why... why are you after me?"

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