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"Ha ha, Minister Wu, you are too polite. It's no problem at all. Anyway, I don't have much going on, so it's good to stretch my legs a bit!" Xiao Yun said with a double meaning.
Wu the Fat laughed and said, "Well then, I hope I have the chance to invite you again in the future!"
After putting away his phone, Wu the Fat wore a proud expression. That little brat is in for it today. To put it in a Chinese idiom, this is what you call inviting someone into a trap.
At that moment, Wu the Fat imagined Xiao Yun being beaten to a pulp by Sato Jinpachi, rolling on the ground in blood, crying and begging for mercy...
Long San, after tonight, you will be completely useless.
I need to find a place to celebrate properly, to toast the return of the operations department's backyard back into my hands.
Thinking of those beautiful women who would soon be at his disposal one by one, Wu the Fat's eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement.
Kato Miyoko wanted to use him to take down Xiao Yun; in fact, he also wanted to use Kato Miyoko to take action against him.
With Kato Miyoko's orders, he could go all out.
At this moment, Xiao Yun quickly scanned the people hidden in the woods, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
To these people, in Master Xiao's eyes, they were like ants trying to shake a tree—ridiculously overestimating themselves. Once he made his move, these people would be as insignificant as grass and would not be worth his time to harvest.
Since they had come looking for trouble, he didn't mind stretching his legs a bit.
Yes, it's time to stretch out!
Just as Xiao Yun tucked his phone away, the hidden Scarface suddenly waved his hand and pointed at Xiao Yun, shouting to the group, "That person is Long San, take him down!"
Boom boom boom...
With a series of rumbling sounds, dozens of motorcycles rushed out from the forest.
Xiao Yun was standing in the center of the hotel plaza.
In an instant, those motorcycles had surrounded Xiao Yun completely. The riders, along with one person in tow, numbered over sixty.
Who would have thought that Wu the Fat would mobilize so many people to deal with Xiao Yun? I wonder how much money he spent.
Crack—rumble...
As a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, a loud thunderclap echoed above.
Damn, what kind of weather is this in Island Nation? It's freezing winter and it's still thundering?
As the thunder faded, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Soon, Sato Jinpachi's men and Xiao Yun looked like snowmen.
"Get on him, chop off his arms, hack at his thighs..." Sato Jinpachi shouted hoarsely.
Huff...
Those people drew their machetes, jumped off their motorcycles, and pounced on Xiao Yun...
As they closed in, Xiao Yun swiftly grabbed the wrist of the person in front, twisted it backward, then stepped in close and delivered a heavy kick right between that guy's legs.
"Ah..." The guy dropped the knife in his hand, clutching his lower abdomen with both hands as tears, snot, and saliva streamed down his face. He collapsed to the ground, howling in agony.
Bang!
Another flying kick from Xiao Yun landed directly on another person's chest.
That person let out a scream, fell backward, and soiled himself, letting out a series of foul-smelling farts.
Swish!
A person rushed in from behind, swinging a machete down toward Xiao Yun's shoulder.
Despite the swirling snow obscuring his vision, it couldn't hinder Xiao Yun's Spiritual Sense. He was aware of everything around him; hearing an unusual sound from behind, he quickly crouched and sidestepped, causing the blade to miss its mark.
In an instant, Xiao Yun reached out and grabbed that person's ankle, yanked upward with a loud slap, sending the guy face-first into the ground. He let out a howl as his front teeth broke and blood spilled everywhere.
Thud thud thud...
Xiao Yun spun that person around and threw him away, knocking down three others in the process.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yun picked up a machete from the ground and pressed it forward horizontally, knocking down the five or six people who had rushed at him.
In an instant, more than ten people were beaten to the ground and unable to get up.
Some others seemed to be frightened by Xiao Yun's fierce momentum, stepping back one by one.
Standing behind them with his arms crossed was Sato Jinpachi, who was wide-eyed in disbelief. Was this person even human?
When did such a fierce individual appear in the Sapporo area?
However, Sato Jinpachi couldn't afford to think too much at that moment; the most important thing was to end this quickly and take out this young Huaxia person!
Sato Old Eight turned to the two men standing like javelins behind him and said coldly, "It's up to you now!"
These two were Sato Jinpachi's secret weapons, known as the Two Wolves.
This meant that these two would not strike unless necessary, but once they did, they would be as ferocious and unstoppable as hungry wolves descending from the mountains.
Since entering the underworld, Sato Jinpachi had relied on this pair of brothers to handle extremely dangerous situations. His stable position in the gang was also partly due to the Two Wolves.
Upon receiving Old Blade's command, the Two Wolves immediately lunged at Xiao Yun.
Seeing the Two Wolves coming, the other thugs breathed a sigh of relief and automatically stepped aside to clear a path.
The Two Wolves are both slender, with one having white skin and the other black.
The white one is called White Wolf.
The black one is simply called Black Wolf.
Both of them are staring intently at Xiao Yun.
White Wolf's gaze is fiery and red.
In contrast, Black Wolf's eyes are cold as frost.
Even before they approach, Xiao Yun can already feel the overwhelming intent to kill. From their Qi Mechanism, he can tell that these two are formidable opponents.
As the two rush towards Xiao Yun, their speed is not particularly fast, but they coordinate remarkably well, moving in sync, one to the left and one to the right, with surprisingly uniform steps.
Unlike the thugs he has encountered before, they are not wielding machetes but rather long iron rods.
Dragging the rods behind them, one end scratches across the snow, leaving two straight lines as it grates against the Cement Floor, producing a screeching sound and sparking a flurry of sparks.
They stop less than three meters away from Xiao Yun.
White Wolf sneers coldly, "Long San, you are quite impressive!"
"Unfortunately, in front of us Two Wolves, you are just a little crawling insect!" Black Wolf laughs arrogantly.
The White Wolf turned to the Black Wolf and said, "I want one of his arms. What about you?"
"Then I'll break one of his legs!" the Black Wolf laughed.
Sato Jinpachi, appearing somewhat impatient from a distance, roared, "Stop wasting time and take him out! The Brothers still want to go to the hotel and have some fun!"
Since joining Sato Jinpachi, the Two Wolves had never tasted defeat in Sapporo. They were murderers who had fled here from elsewhere, known for their brutal and bloody methods, and Sato Jinpachi had taken a liking to them.
The thugs surrounding Sato Jinpachi began to cheer when they heard him speak again:
"Come on, take out that guy with the surname Long!"
"Disable that fellow; we want to drink and chase women!"
"Two Wolves, hurry up and make your move!"
"Haha, that kid Long's doomsday has finally arrived!"
If they knew that this Chinese man before them was Xiao Yun, the one who had destroyed the Three Immortals Hall, they probably wouldn't have had the courage to speak at all. Right now, Xiao Yun just wanted to toy with them...
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