Chapter 50: Fierce Fighting (Begging for Bookmarks)

  As a special agent, achieving the goal is the most important thing, and the means to achieve it can be ignored. Zeng Che had some reservations about Zhao Zhonghua's suggestion, but this required careful planning, both to achieve the goal and not to get burned.

  Although he had this idea in mind, Zeng Che shook his head gently at Zhao Zhonghua. It's better for someone else to implement this plan. He wasn't sure if Zhao Zhonghua would take revenge personally.

  Heaven has its own way of forcing someone onto a certain path, and once on it, there's no turning back. It's like a train with tracks already laid out - follow them and you'll be fine, but try to get fancy and you'll end up in a wreck! Huang Li didn't think that he would soon meet Zeng Che again, and that he would once again embark on his familiar career as a special agent.

  In just two short days, He Daku and his family made their preparations, agreed on a time with Huang Li and Zhen Niang, gathered outside the train station, and set off together for Beiping.

  The weather in early autumn, the sun becomes gentle, the clear and pale blue sky is cloudless, like ice. Huang Li very much likes this season, not as hot as summer, nor as cold as winter, a very comfortable feeling.

  "Pick up the girl, send off the daughter-in-law..." Niu Niu sat on a metal trunk with a calendar on it, playing with a doll that could blink its eyes. Suddenly she raised her small hand and pointed ahead, exclaiming: "Little Third Brother is here! Look, it's Little Third Brother."

  Huang Li raised his head and indeed it was He Dakuai's youngest son running over, with sweat dripping down his face, looking flustered.

  "Huang Shu——" Xiaosan ran up, panting and said: "No, no good! Father and mother were blocked by that Second Master Er, can't get away——"

  "Where is it?" Huang Li glared with his eyes wide open. These rascals were truly trash and dregs.

  "Over there, go past it and you'll see it after crossing one street." Little San said, pointing with his hand.

  Huang Li turned back to Zhen Niang and said: "You wait here with the child, I'll go take a look."

  Zhen Niang nodded and said worriedly: "Huang Gege, you must be careful."

  Huang Li responded with a "yes" and turned around to run towards the direction of the incident.

  As Xiao San said, after crossing a street, Huang Li saw a group of people gathering together, with loud noises coming from inside.

  "He Da Kui, our account is not settled yet, you want to slip away quietly? That's a nice thought!" Er Huanzi said, weighing the axe in his hand and curling his lip at He Da Kui and his family.

  He Da Kui held back his temper and spoke in a soft tone, "Second Master, my son did hit you with a stick, but he didn't hurt you that much. Besides, we've already compensated you with ten big silver coins, so please show mercy and spare our family!"

  "Turn it over and turn it back, this set of knocks is all you've got, I'm tired of listening to it." Er Huanzi raised his chin at Wang Erzhuang beside him, "Today is your chance to show off, let the brothers take a look, Liu Ye didn't misjudge you."

  Wang Erzhu was discovered by Hei Xin Lao Liu while performing in Taichang, and was recruited into the gang. For him, it was a great joy. After struggling in Tianjin for over a year, he finally made a name for himself. Wang Erzhu, who had only attended private school for a few days and could barely recognize a few large characters, received his education from folk operas and storytelling. He admired the legendary heroes and especially idolized Kang Xiao Ba, a great thief of the late Qing dynasty. He often asked himself why that short, dark-skinned man could achieve earth-shaking feats while he, another short, dark-skinned man, couldn't make a name for himself or become famous?

  Having suffered a bit of flesh and blood, he gained the appreciation of Hei Xin Lao Liu. Wang Erzhu thought this was the first step in achieving his dream. Yes, he had already become a good fellow, and as long as he did a few more daring and ruthless things, he would become a heroic good fellow who shocked heaven and earth.

  Although he felt that bullying He Dahu was not very heroic, Er Huzi shouted and Wang Erzhuang hesitated for a moment, then rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. He punched He Dahu in the face, immediately knocking him to the ground, with blood gushing from his nose and mouth. He Dahu's wife and children rushed over, crying and wailing together.

  "Beat him, want to run, beat off his two legs." Er Hěnzi threw the axe in his hand to Wáng èrzhù and said viciously.

  Wang Erzhu grasped the axe handle tightly, gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, and swung it... Suddenly, he was kicked heavily from behind, Wang Erzhu was kicked out more than three meters away, and fell to the ground with a thud.

  Huang Li kicked Wang Erzhuang flying with one foot, turned around and glared at Er Henzi fiercely. With a step forward, his left fist flashed in front of Er Henzi's eyes, while his right fist rushed straight towards Er Henzi's face.

  Although Second Cruel was a hoodlum, he was good at taking a beating and had some martial arts skills. In the chaos, he hastily parried and blocked Huang Li's fist, but didn't notice Huang Li's foot, which kicked him in the groin. He let out a pained cry, covering his crotch with both hands as he squatted down. Huang Li took advantage of his successful move and didn't give his opponent any chance to catch his breath, kicking Second Cruel in the face again. Second Cruel was kicked onto his back, losing two front teeth, and immediately fainted.

  In just a short moment, Wang Erzhu was kicked flying, and Er Hunzi was beaten unconscious. The remaining five or six little rascals finally came to their senses, let out a loud cry, and rushed forward.

  These thugs had also fought in gangs, but they were just blindly hitting and kicking around. They didn't have the specialized training that Huang Li had received, with his quick fists and feet, and powerful blows. With a flurry of punches, kicks, elbow strikes, and knee drops, accompanied by loud shouts, several thugs were knocked to the ground, groaning in pain and looking utterly disheveled.

  "Come on, Uncle He, hurry up and don't dawdle." Huang Li waved his hand repeatedly, indicating that He Dagu and his family didn't need to be polite and should leave quickly.

  Wang Erzhu climbed up, let out a loud cry, and pounced again.

  Huang Li flashed by, a loud slap struck past, his thick palm made full contact with Wang Erzhu's left cheek in an explosion of force, the sound was extremely loud, and the onlookers' ears were buzzing from the shock.

  Wang Erzhu was a bit stunned, seeing Huang Li's fist coming again, he hurriedly covered his chest and ribs. This time his face was exposed again. Huang Li's punch was originally a feint, and the fist in mid-air turned into a palm, slapping him four times.

  "You're nothing but trash, relying on being beaten and self-abuse to make a name for yourself, and calling yourselves heroes by bullying the weak and fearing the strong. I've never seen such scum like you." Huang Li cursed disdainfully.

  Wang Erzhu felt dizzy and fell to the ground, his face feeling like it had been stripped of a layer of skin, with waves of scorching pain and a strong smell of blood rushing up to his eyes.

  Huang Li looked up and saw He Dakuai's family hastily leaving, leaving only a few silhouettes behind. He glanced around at the thugs he had knocked down, who were temporarily unable to fight back, and thought it should be fine. By the time others heard the news and rushed over, the train would have departed, and they probably wouldn't chase them all the way to Beiping.

  "Clap, clap..." A few rounds of applause came over, and a man nearby was applauding with force.

  Huang Li frowned, but only took a quick glance before turning around to chase after He Da Kui and his family...