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Sunrise and sunset, sunset and sunrise.
As a well-known coastal tourist city in the southeast of the country, Wushan is surrounded by mountains and seas, and can be said to have the spirit of heaven and earth. This city is intense, passionate, and bustling during the day, and is a completely different existence from the night.
It was around four or five in the afternoon, and the cool breeze from the sea swept away the heat that had been lingering during the day, bringing a wave of coolness to this seaside town. The beach, which had been somewhat deserted due to the hot weather, suddenly became crowded with people. Tourists and local residents poured out from hotels, cafes, bars, and homes, emerging from the shade of roofs and alleyways, and flocked to the beach to enjoy the cool sea breeze. People on the beach were either running around joyfully, playing with friends, lying quietly and letting the sea water wash over them, or sneakily stealing glances at some hot-bodied, beautiful bikini-clad women. The atmosphere of joy permeated the entire beach.
The bay where the beach is located is called Crescent Bay because of its crescent-like shape. Within Crescent Bay, there are several deep areas, and due to the historically calm waters, several ports have been built.
Not far from this beach, there is a small port. Compared to the bustling beach, the port appears much quieter. Various cargo ships, cruise ships, and fishing boats are quietly moored in the port, their colorful sails neatly tied to the masts. Seabirds, undisturbed by the annoying ship's whistle and the shouting of the crew, rest on the ships in small groups, looking relaxed.
At this moment, there was a dull thud, as a young man bumped into the side of a small boat. The boat rocked, startling the seabirds resting on it, and causing the birds on other boats to fly up as well. The flock flapped their wings and flew into the air in a panic, only then noticing several people on the ground below. One person leaned against the boat's side, while the others ran from a distance to surround him. The seabirds sensed the danger but did not leave, only circling in the air without stopping.
"Run! I told you to run! You little brat, how dare you ruin young master's good fortune. Today I'll make sure you won't get away with it!"
A man pushed through the crowd, walking aggressively towards the surrounded person. He had a cigarette in his mouth, cursing and panting as he walked, clearly exhausted from the earlier chase. The man was bald, around thirty years old, with a face full of rough muscles. He wore a colorful shirt with his chest exposed, and a green dragon tattooed across it, looking particularly fierce.
Bald, with a face full of muscles, and a tattoo, making him look fierce. Standing next to the bald man are four others, some fat, some thin, some tall, and some short, all with a fierce look on their faces.
These five are the common thugs seen on the street, and the bald man is the leader of the group.
After saying this, the bald man stepped back slightly to ensure that he was close enough to the crowd. Seeing the man by the side of the boat still leaning against the railing and not turning around, he was worried about what the other party was up to, so he stepped back a little further.
By now, he had retreated behind the subordinate and felt safe enough, but also felt it would be inconvenient to retreat further. Seeing that the man still didn't turn around, he shouted, "Kid, turn around. Young masters never bully people from behind!"
The person who was blocked at the side of the boat finally turned around and slowly stood still. He was a young man with a hint of childishness on his face, but his facial features were extremely beautiful. However, his complexion was pale, perhaps due to the recent chase, exhaustion, or the fear and tension of being surrounded by five hooligans at the moment.
The young man had a head of permed hair and was wearing a colorful shirt with a pair of beach shorts. In terms of attire, he seemed quite similar to the hooligans opposite him.
He stomped his foot on the ground and said softly, "Too hard! Too hard!"
The young man's tone was still relatively steady, as if he was trying to remain calm in the current situation.
This was heard by the bald man. Seeing that the other party was a young man, and noticing that the other's face was pale, it was obvious that he was quite scared. He thought to himself that today was a great opportunity to establish his authority in front of the subordinate, and that he alone was enough to handle this kid. He immediately strode over to the young man and shouted, "Too tough? Let's see if it's your head that's tough, or my fist!"
The young man pointed to a place outside the crowd and said, "Can I go over there?"
The bald man didn't say a word, and slapped towards the young man. In his mind, he already saw the image of the young man covering his face and crying in pain, and he felt a great sense of satisfaction.
Little did he know that just as his slap was about to touch the young man's face, the other person suddenly disappeared from under his hand. Then the bald man saw the world in front of him quickly rotate ninety degrees, followed by a sudden rise, and then a sharp pain surged through his whole body as he fell to the ground.
The bald subordinate saw the boss fall to the ground and hurried over. They had just seen it clearly - the young man quickly lowered his body to dodge the boss's slap, then grabbed the boss's ankle and pulled it up with force, swinging the boss into the air, causing the boss to fall heavily to the ground like a piece of pork.
Everyone was in a panic, trying to help the boss up.
"Don't... don't touch me!" The bald guy was thrown around, groaning in pain, unable to catch his breath. When the subordinate came to help him, he struggled to squeeze out a few words.
The subordinates didn't know what to do without the boss's instructions. They glared fiercely at the young man but didn't dare to approach, so they just crouched in front of the boss.
After about the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, the bald man slowly got up, still humming incessantly. The dragon on his chest seemed to have been hurt in the fall, looking limp and powerless.
"So hard! Too hard!" He remembered his miserable fall on the ground, rubbed his head, and couldn't help but sigh at the hardness of the cement floor. As he spoke, he suddenly realized what the brat meant by "so hard, too hard" earlier, and noticed that the place the boy had pointed to earlier was a soft sandy area.
"Damn bastard, sneak attacking the young master!" The bald man accused the teenager of being lucky to have knocked him down, but he dared not stay on the concrete ground any longer. He retreated behind his subordinate and cursed, "But the young master is not a reasonable person either. You want to change the location, right? I'll satisfy you! Come at me!"
The teenager smiled and walked to the sandy area with his hands behind his back. The bald man and his five companions followed. The bald man, who had been injured earlier, was a little unsteady on his feet, but this time he stood squarely behind his subordinate. The five of them arrived at the sandy area and surrounded the teenager.
Seabirds circled in the sky, seeing this annoying humanity still not far away, they dared not land on the boat for shelter. In helplessness, they could only angrily leave behind a pile of excrement.
The bald man dared not act again, saying, "I didn't know you were a child just now. Now I won't get involved, so that others won't say I bully the small with the big." With that, he gestured for a tall and strong subordinate to step forward.
Bald subordinate Although everyone saw the young man knock down the boss at an extremely fast speed, they all thought it was a coincidence and believed that dealing with a stinky kid would be a piece of cake. Therefore, they were all eager to try and wanted to stand up for the boss in order to gain credit, but they didn't have the boss's command, so they couldn't act.
Tall bully Assigned by the boss, he thought it was a good opportunity to stand out, so he swung his strong right leg and kicked towards the young man. He was still somewhat worried about following in the boss's footsteps, so he attacked the young man's lower body first.
The young man saw the oncoming leg and didn't try to block it directly, instead he stepped back and dodged the attack. The big guy, seeing the young man's reluctance to confront him directly, felt a sense of contempt. He put a lot of force into his leg, sweeping it in front of him like a whip, which also moved his body. As he stabilized his posture and retracted his leg, he suddenly saw the young man swiftly advancing towards him. He was about to grab the young man with both hands, but the young man had already retreated beyond his reach. Just as he was about to close his arms around the young man, he felt a sudden numbness and soreness at the base of his thigh, causing him to stagger and retreat. It turned out that in the swift exchange, the young man had used his knee to strike the big guy's thigh.
The big guy retreated quickly, his feet slipped, and he ended up sitting on the ground. The bald man, seeing the big guy's retreat, finally realized the young man's skill. He took another step back and waved his hand, shouting, "Everyone, attack together!"
Three hooligans left immediately pounced. The bald man emphasized again, "Bullying the weak with the strong is not my style! I won't use my hands!"
The young man, seeing the three men attacking together, suddenly lit up and also rushed forward, bringing a gust of wind, blowing his floral shirt and styled foil hair.
He first arrived in front of a thug who opened his mouth and yelled, tilting his head to avoid the opponent's straight punch. At the same time, he pushed his right palm straight out, hitting the opponent's chin. The opponent's lower jaw tightened suddenly, and his teeth bit hard on his tongue. Then he fell flat on the sand, screaming in pain, with blood flowing from his lips.
The young man pushed another thug, then rushed forward, dodging a punch aimed at his back from another thug. He exerted force around his waist, quickly twisting his body and delivering a powerful whip kick. He was angry at the opponent's excessive force, so the whip kick landed heavily on the opponent's arm. The opponent felt a numbness spreading from the left side of his body, from the root of his arm to his chest, and he retreated in panic, clutching his arm.
At this moment, the fist of the third thug is heading towards the young man's abdomen.
The young man smiles faintly, grabs the opponent's fist, and his smile appears extremely brilliant against the clear light of the sky, saying, "What, do you still want to continue fighting?"
This smile, at this moment, is more terrifying in the eyes of the other person than the devil. The thug pulled out his fist, took three steps back, and then ran away.
The young man watched the other person run away, still wearing an innocent smile on his face. Suddenly, he squatted down, grabbed a foot firmly, and pulled hard.
However, the bald man quietly approached, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but the young man countered with the same move. So the bald man once again flew through the air and then fell to the ground like a piece of pork.
Fortunately, the sand was soft, so the bald man didn't feel much pain from the fall. But this fall did clear his head. He jumped up, a mix of shock and anger, and shouted, "You... you are Chu Xun?"
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