Internet cafe siege

  The car sped along the road, and everyone saw Wang Ao Xuan's eyes closed in meditation, not daring to disturb him. Only then did Feng Hu squeeze from the back of the car to the front, saying to Wang Ao Xuan:

  "Xuan ge, today is so exciting, where are we going now?"

  Wang Ao Xuan opened his eyes and smiled at Feng Hu:

  "Is it exciting? It's going to get even more exciting, let's go to the entrance of the internet cafe supermarket now. I think for sure there will be people from YM coming to counterattack later, so we need to defend our base well."

  Wang Ao Xuan told the driver to turn around and head to the internet cafe. When they arrived at the entrance of the internet cafe, Wang Ao Xuan looked ahead at the two vans with Fang Hang's logo on them, a smile spreading across his face. He turned his head to look at the guys in the car, then glanced at his watch, giving everyone inside a hand signal.

  The car suddenly fell silent, and Luo Xianjun got out of the car and onto the bread truck behind. The people inside were all smoking, with smoke swirling around their faces, looking cold and cruel. Wang Ao looked at them and thought to himself that these were indeed the best people to cultivate into assassins.

  "Ah Xuan, there's a car coming, it should be here to smash the scene." Wang Ao Xuan was shocked as soon as he saw Fang Hang's call.

  Wang Ao Xuan rolled down the car window and watched as two cars sped around the corner, their speed no different from a crash. Wang Ao Xuan made a gesture to signal to his brothers in the car to get ready, prepared to fight at any moment. Feng Hu poked his head out and shouted as he saw the vehicles approaching:

  "This damn brat has finally arrived, leaving me bored out of my mind."

  Wang Ao Xuan pulled out his tattoo knife, looking at the group of people who got out of the vehicle, all wearing suits, holding iron bars and machetes, collectively jogging towards the internet cafe entrance. Wang Ao Xuan looked at the people in the car, each staring at the group with an urgent desire to get off and have a bloody fight with them, but their anxious expressions seemed to be waiting for Wang Ao Xuan's fate.

  Wang Ao Xuan's heart was also eagerly waiting at this time, looking at the familiar face in the other car, he bumped Wen Yu Qi and said:

  "Qiqi, did you see the people inside the other car? It's Aolun and Li Jintao. These two kids are clever enough to let others take the bullet for them. Hehe."

  "We've seen it, what should we do?"

  "When I go down to chop people later, you bring five brothers to burst all their car tires. Don't hurt them, just hold them hostage."

  Wang Ao Xuan finished speaking, then took out a white mask from the pocket of the car and put it on himself. The brothers also followed suit and put on their masks. Wang Ao Xuan looked at his watch as the seconds ticked by, guessing that this group of people should be arriving at the internet cafe soon. He opened the car window and jumped out, while Fang Hang also opened the car window and ran towards Wang Ao Xuan with his men. In an instant, more than 30 people got out of the cars. Wang Ao Xuan waved his tattooed knife and shouted loudly:

  "Brothers, it's time to risk our lives now. If we want to survive, we must fight with all our might. Let's go."

  Wang Ao Xuan and Feng Hu grabbed their knives and rushed into the internet cafe. When they arrived, they saw the opponent standing at the door, while all the players inside the cafe ran out, some hiding to watch the show.

  "Stop."

  The people around him collectively stopped what they were doing, their furious eyes fixed on Wang Ao Xuan and the others.

  "Cut them down."

  Wang Ao Xuan gave the order, and everyone picked up their knives and ran over. The two groups of people immediately clashed together, and the courtyard in front of the internet cafe was filled with people. The two groups of people were like madmen, hacking at each other's bodies with their knives, the sound of the knives slicing through flesh sending shivers down people's spines.

  Wang Ao Xuan wielded the tattoo knife and slashed at the person with a red cloth tied around their shoulder, striking them squarely on the arm before they could dodge. The injured person instinctively clutched their hand, only to see Wang Ao Xuan swiftly kick them in the leg, causing the tattoo knife to slip from his grasp. The leader of the opposing group was struck by several of Wang Ao Xuan's knives and fell to the ground. Wang Ao Xuan gave him a cold glance before turning to slash at someone else nearby.

  Feng Hu himself was physically strong and fierce in a fight, and when someone swung an iron rod at Luo Xianjun's back, blood splattered everywhere. The iron rod hit Luo Xianjun's back, causing him to lean forward. Feng Hu grabbed the iron rod with his left hand just as it was about to strike again, gave a cold smile, and raised his knife towards the opponent's arm. The opponent immediately let go of the iron rod. Feng Hu then used the iron rod to strike the opponent's body. Luo Xianjun thought to himself that Feng Hu was incredibly brave and had exceptional courage and wisdom, making him a valuable ally in the future. Feng Hu saw Luo Xianjun standing still with his knife in hand and teased:

  "Brother Jun, what's wrong? Can't handle this group of bastards? Otherwise, go rest on the side and let me take care of them."

  Luo Xianjun smiled and picked up the knife again, chopping towards his opponent. Blood was everywhere, with people constantly falling to the ground. Wang Ao Xuan held a ordinary cleaver in his left hand and his tattooed knife in his right hand, with his face covered in blood and his white clothes stained with bloodstains. Seeing such a desperate person, the opponents were scared and ran back and forth. Suddenly, Wang Ao Xuan felt a shock in his thigh and saw that someone on the ground had slashed him with a knife. He turned around and used his tattooed knife to slash at the man's body, while his left hand swung the cleaver towards the opponent's hand, as if performing acrobatics. The man let out a few screams before lying on the ground convulsing.

  "Feng Hu, look at how many of our brothers are injured, take them all to the hospital for treatment, don't bother about the other side's people."

  Feng Hu heard Wang Ao Xuan's words and began to count his own brothers. Some of the opponents were still struggling, so Feng Hu ran over and kicked them with one foot.

  "Ah Xuan, it's no good, the police have arrived."

  Wang Ao Xuan reflected on this and quickly let his brothers climb over the wall. In a short while, the police and ambulance arrived. The two groups of people were busy with their respective tasks. Wang Ao Xuan was taken away by the police, along with Luo Xian Jun, Fang Hang, and some other brothers. Since there weren't enough police cars, they had to call for two more before taking everyone away.

  Wang Ao Xuan sat in the police car, his heart very calm, seemingly very confident that he would be able to walk out safely soon. He looked at the younger ones sitting in the police car, their faces pale with fear, and comforted them:

  "Don't worry, brothers, nothing will happen to you. You've been through life and death with me, Wang Ao Xuan, how could I possibly let anything happen to you? It's just a formality."

  A policeman sitting next to Wang Ao Xuan shouted loudly:

  "Following procedures, you've been beaten into this state and still want to follow procedures. Do you really think you're some kind of Northeast Q Four Master?"

  Wang Ao Xuan coldly looked at him, and softly laughed:

  "It's not up to you to decide, let Director Liang come out later. You'd better shut up."

  "Wang Ao Xuan, don't think you're so clever now, we can still deal with you. Let me tell you, once we get to the police station, it's our word that counts."

  Wang Ao Xuan looked at the police officer, then at his uniform, patted him on the shoulder and stopped talking, lying in the car with his eyes closed to rest.