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The New Year quietly came to an end, and the streets were decorated with colorful lights, creating a lively scene. The people who had celebrated all day were about to disperse. Ye Wu was with Little Four, Abiao, and a few others, just coming out of a nightclub, their faces beaming with bright smiles.
"Brother Tiger, you were quite generous tonight. The brothers' pockets are full. In this new year, you're definitely going to make a fortune. Those who usually oppose you will surely come over to praise Brother Tiger," Little Four said, grinning as he flattered Ye Wu.
Abiao, following closely behind Ye Wu, hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a laugh, "Brother Tiger, tonight a brother mentioned that you have the Four Great Kings under your command. Can you tell us more about it?" Upon hearing this, Little Four quickly pulled Abiao back, signaling him to be quiet.
However, once the words were spoken, they could not be taken back. The question reached Ye Wu's ears, and his previously joyful expression suddenly turned dark. Abiao quickly lowered his head in fear, realizing he had asked something inappropriate. Ye Wu stopped walking and stared into the pitch-black night sky. After a long pause, he finally asked, "Why is the car parked so far away tonight? Are you all getting worse at handling things?"
"Brother Tiger, we arrived late tonight. This area is under lockdown, so the car couldn't get through and had to stop up ahead. We just need to go through this small alley and we'll be there," Abiao said as he hurried ahead, being very cautious.
This alley felt quite old; many doors were locked, and the houses were low. A few flickering streetlights cast weak glows in the chilly wind. Fortunately, there were seven or eight people in their group; otherwise, it would have felt somewhat eerie to walk through alone.
As Ye Wu and his group reached the middle of the alley, they encountered more than ten masked individuals approaching them. Each one held a gleaming machete in hand. In such a night setting, it was indeed frightening. Little Four, being close to Ye Wu, immediately sensed something was wrong and shouted, "Protect the boss! Step back!"
But it was too late. The group of masked individuals suddenly quickened their pace and charged towards Ye Wu and his companions. The tall Abiao decided to stand up for his boss this time. His earlier slip of the tongue made him anxious; now was his chance to prove himself. He stood firm in the middle of the alley and shouted loudly, "Friends from this path better keep your eyes open! This is Ye Wu from the Dragon Tiger Gang!"
The leader of the opposing group waved his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Get out of the way! We're here to take down Ye Wu!" As he spoke, he rushed forward with his machete swinging towards Abiao. Fortunately, Abiao had some experience in street fights; he quickly stepped back just in time for the machete to narrowly miss his shoulder. His heart raced as he realized these people were not just here to scare them but were genuinely out for blood.
Abiao turned and ran for his life while shouting, "Run! They really mean business!"
In fact, at that very moment when Abiao stood in the middle of the alley, Little Four had already grabbed Ye Wu and started running towards the other end of the alley. The suddenness of the situation caught them off guard; two of their companions were already dozing off as they walked behind them. The alley descended into chaos as two of the yellow-haired companions who couldn't escape in time were already injured and screams echoed around them.
As they approached the alley entrance, only Little Four and Abiao remained to protect Ye Wu. However, both of them were unarmed, and with Ye Wu to safeguard, they could only dodge left and right, facing numerous dangers. The opponents numbered over ten and seemed intent on targeting Ye Wu. If they attacked all at once, both of them would surely fall.
Just one step away from the main road, the adversaries noticed this as well. The leader shouted, "Attack!" Suddenly, two burly men wearing masks surged forward from behind him. The three split up and charged with their knives drawn. Although Ye Wu had already stepped out of the alley with one foot, his other leg was not so fortunate. He let out a scream as he fell onto the main road, while Little Four and Abiao, following closely behind, were also injured and bleeding profusely.
Fortunately, the masked attackers did not pursue further. Despite having rolled on the ground for many years, Ye Wu was still flesh and blood; the pain brought him back to his senses. He hurriedly examined his injured leg and found a gash about ten centimeters long on his calf, blood oozing from it. Based on his experience, he realized that since he could still move his leg, it meant only the flesh was hurt and not the tendons or bones.
Beside him, Little Four pulled out his phone with a pale face and began shouting loudly. The harsh sound echoed painfully in the empty street.
The winter in the south may not be as dry and cold as in the north, but due to its coastal location, the wind carried a damp chill. There is a saying that describes the winters of the north and south: "The north freezes skin; the south freezes bones," indicating that southern cold can penetrate to the bone.
Ye Cheng had risen early to maintain his exercise routine, a habit he had developed over many years. After practicing a set of punches and performing some breathing exercises, beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. Sister Wu arrived just in time, draping a coat over Ye Cheng's shoulders and gently wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief.
Ye Cheng smiled gratefully at Sister Wu. The two then returned to the study together. On the tea table in the study, Sister Wu had already prepared steaming Dim Sum along with a plate of pastries. After sitting down, Ye Cheng took a sip of tea and a bite of pastry before asking Sister Wu, "What's going on? The newspaper hasn't arrived yet today; why are they getting later every day?" Ye Cheng had this habit of reading a local morning paper every day while enjoying Dim Sum, claiming it helped him stay informed about social dynamics; without it, he felt like his tea lacked flavor.
At that moment, the nanny knocked on the door and entered quietly. She said softly, "Sister Wu, the newspaper has arrived." After handing over the paper to Sister Wu, she stepped back outside.
Ye Cheng immediately perked up and exclaimed, "Quick, bring it here! Let me see!" Sister Wu smiled gently as she unfolded the newspaper and handed it to Ye Cheng; it was indeed a warm scene.
Ye Cheng took the newspaper eagerly and began reading it with interest. Suddenly, he widened his eyes in shock. Seeing something was wrong, Sister Wu rushed over to him. On the front page of the newspaper was an eye-catching headline: "Gang Clash Leaves Many Injured." Below it detailed that last night at midnight, while New Year’s festivities were still in full swing in an alley on Jianshe Road, a gang leader had been attacked and his subordinates suffered varying degrees of injuries. According to insiders, this might have been an internal gang conflict.
Sister Wu looked at this in surprise and asked hesitantly, "Could it be that Ye Wu was attacked?"
"It certainly feels like this scoundrel; I just wonder who has such audacity," Ye Cheng replied with a puzzled expression.
At that moment, Yingzi walked in wearing a coat, holding the same newspaper in her hand. As soon as she entered, she said, "Grandpa, this person seems to be Ye Wu. Didn't Brother Dong tell you yesterday that Ye Wu and his group were having a wild party around Jianshe Road at the Xinyue Association?"
Ye Cheng nodded, his face showing little joy. He sighed and said, "I have never advocated for violence to counter violence. The lessons from years ago still haunt me. Sister Wu, you should remember the bloody clash involving Ali three years ago! With so many brothers injured or imprisoned, was it worth it?"
"Yes! Ali has been inside for six years now. How many six-year periods do we have in life? If he had listened to his older brother back then, he wouldn't still be stuck in there," Sister Wu said with a look of regret.
Although Yingzi didn't know who Ali was, she could tell he was definitely a member of the Dragon Tiger Gang and was brave and unstoppable. Suddenly, Yingzi slapped her thigh, and her expression changed. This unexpected reaction startled Ye Cheng and Sister Wu.
"What's wrong, girl? If there's something, speak up. Is it related to last night's incident?" Ye Cheng stood up anxiously, looking worried.
Yingzi walked over and locked the door from the inside before whispering, "A few days ago, I went to borrow some people from Teapot Senior. He asked me what it was for, so I detailed how Ye Wu has been dealing with us lately. He got really angry after hearing it and said we shouldn't worry about it; he would handle it. When he sent me to the door, he even mentioned that my older brother is too kind-hearted. For people like this, sometimes it's better to be ruthless."
Upon hearing this, Ye Cheng nodded and said, "I understand now. Only he has such means. After all these years, it seems his temper hasn't changed at all. Sigh! He left the Dragon Tiger Gang because of his fiery temper; many issues arose because of it, which led him to part ways with me and hide in West Market. But he's not someone who can stay quiet."
Sister Wu glanced at the newspaper and said, "It's good for you, big brother. Someone like Ye Wu needs to be dealt with; only then will he behave. As long as no one dies, it's not a big deal."
Ye Cheng sighed and said, "Now that things have come to this point, there's no use talking about it. Inform Dongzi and let the Brothers be extra cautious during this time; I don't want any more trouble." Sister Wu nodded and picked up the phone from the table.
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