"Am I supposed to wipe your ass again?"
When Liu Yi opened his eyes again, a few golden threads flickered in his eyes.
This incomplete awakening couldn't bring about his complete form.
But it was enough to deal with these little hoodlums.
The wound on Liu Yi's right shoulder was slowly healing, but blood was still flowing.
At this rate, he would drain away all his stamina sooner or later.
Suddenly, layers of invisible frost crept out from his right shoulder, freezing the wound and stopping the bleeding.
At the same time, Liu Yi swiftly raised his right hand, forming a lump of frost in his palm, and met the falling blade with it.
"Snap!"
The hoodlum thought Liu Yi was dead, so he tried to engage barehanded!
He fell faster, preparing to disable Liu Yi's hand.
But a crisp sound, as if hitting a steel plate, startled him.
His blade fell on Liu Yi's right hand and couldn't penetrate!
And the frosty aura congealed on Liu Yi's right hand froze the blade.
"Crack!"
As Liu Yi exerted force with his right hand, the blade immediately broke into several pieces.
"Oh my god... this can't be real..."
The hoodlum was momentarily dumbfounded.
"This annoying power... not suitable for me to use..."
Liu Yi displayed the ice-cold aura, his face looking a little uncomfortable.
"I won't use it..."
With that, he suddenly rushed to the front of the hoodlum, placing his palm on the man's chest.
"Desolate Flame..."
"Boom!"
A red light wave invisible to normal people spread out in Liu Yi's clear eyes, directly affecting everyone within five meters.
"Poof!"
All the little hoodlums were affected, spitting out blood and falling to the ground.
"What's going on!"
"Why did they fall down and start spitting blood!"
The other thugs were all stunned, not knowing what had happened.
But Liu Yi sneered and stepped forward, continuously intruding into the crowd, placing a palm on the chests of those thugs.
The DaYao Ri palm unleashed another facet of Liu Yi's personality, seemingly possessing different power.
The widespread impact made those thugs start wailing.
They had previously chased Liu Yi, but now it was Liu Yi chasing them.
At this moment, Liu Yi was like a fierce tiger among the sheep, making those thugs cry for mercy.
"What, what is going on..."
Lin Huayang saw this scene and was completely stunned.
"What is the Black Dragon Gang up to!"
Lan He leaned over to look out the window, also feeling shocked, "How can they be chased and beaten by Liu Yi! Are they a bunch of slackers!"
As he was speaking, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw that it was Ma Wei.
"Lan Young Master!"
As soon as the call was answered, Ma Wei's shocked voice immediately came through.
"I said, Ma Ye, what the hell is this student at your school doing! He's too damn formidable!"
"Huh?"
Hearing Ma Wei's slightly angry shout, Lan He was taken aback.
"I have so many younger brothers, and he knocked them all down! This guy is not just skilled, he is a master of Chinese martial arts!"
"What? Liu Yi is a master of Chinese martial arts?"
Lan He found it hard to believe.
Liu Yi was clearly a waste in the class...
How could he suddenly become a master of Chinese martial arts?
This was too legendary!
Even more legendary than a Thai legend!
"The police are on their way! Lan Young Master, we must retreat first!"
"What? What about our plan?"
"We'll talk about it later! I'll find you later!"
After speaking, Ma Wei hung up the phone.
"Dammit!"
Lan He angrily slammed the phone on the table, feeling furious.
It was just a Liu Yi!
He was just a Liu Yi!
Why couldn't he deal with him!
"Damn it! Has this Liu Yi encountered a god! He's become so extraordinary!"
Lan He didn't know that he had actually hit the mark with his words.
But he probably wouldn't believe such a thing himself.
"Lan Young Master... Was this Liu Yi in your class always this formidable?"
Lin Huayang couldn't help asking as he watched Liu Yi fiercely chasing a group of scattered hooligans below.
"How... I've never heard of such a person in my years at First High..."
"He's quite formidable!"
Lan He couldn't help but curse, "Damn, he was just a waste before! Who could have expected him to become like this now!"
"He's gone!"
Lin Huayang gazed at the street outside, where only a group of scattered hooligans remained, and Liu Yi was nowhere to be seen.
"I'll look for him!"
Lan He picked up the binoculars and scanned around. Sure enough, Liu Yi's figure was nowhere to be found.
Meanwhile, the distant police sirens grew closer, bringing a thousand and ten thousand annoyances to Lan He.
At this moment, Liu Yi was hiding behind a huge signboard on the second floor.
He had taken advantage of the moment when nobody was paying attention, hoisted Mu Rong Die, and used the Spirit Fox step to leap up.
Although he is Liu Yi's second personality, he is not an inexhaustible powerhouse.
Just now he was so fierce, but it was also consuming Liu Yi's strength.
After driving away those hooligans, he himself was almost exhausted.
So he took the opportunity to secretly hide here and rest.
"Hoo..."
After Liu Yi turned over, he sat down on the ground.
Mourning Butterfly was pressing on him, and he didn't have the strength to push her away.
"Alas... dealing with this kind of mess... I'd better do it less in the future... But, this chick is quite attractive..."
Liu Yi sighed twice and then leaned against the sign, slowly closing his eyes.
The sound of police sirens was getting closer, and he didn't know what happened next, and fell asleep in a daze.
The two forces in his body automatically started working, continuously treating his injuries while replenishing his strength.
"Lan, we need to talk."
As the police began to seal off the street below, a man with a scar behind his ear pushed open the door of the private room and strode in.
He was wearing a majestic sable coat, with two fierce henchmen behind him.
"Boss Ma, it's really impressive being the head of the gang."
Lan couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Ma Wei, who had a cigarette in his mouth and henchmen behind him.
"You are flattering me, Lan."
Ma Wei smiled bitterly, "Lan, this Liu Yi is indeed quite difficult... What do you plan to do?"
Lan asked.
"Alas... to be honest, I'm in a difficult position right now."
Ma Wei sighed, "Lan, you see, I may look impressive on the surface, but I'm actually quite distressed privately. I just became the head of the gang, and my foundation is not yet stable and many of my holdings are still unreliable. Now, so many brothers have been injured, and I'm left with no one under my command... If other gangs come to take over at this time..."
"I'll provide the money for recruiting and equipping your troops."
Lan didn't lack money at home, and all this money could be gotten back after getting Murong Die.
It's well known that Murong Die's family is incredibly wealthy.
"With your words, Lan, I feel relieved."
Ma Wei suddenly smiled, "Truly, Lan, you never lack money."
"But I want results."
Lan squinted his eyes.
"Hehe, don't worry, Lan, as long as there's money, these things are easy to deal with."
Ma Wei suddenly sneered, "Even if that kid is a master of martial arts, I have ways to take care of him."
"Oh? What are those ways?"
Lan couldn't help but ask.
"I have a henchman who also knows martial arts."
Ma Wei said, "He's okay in a fight, but not against a master. However, he says his master is very powerful, and was invincible in Guangdong in his youth. It seems like he made a lot of enemies when he was young, so he took a low profile and opened a small martial arts gym."
"Oh? Planning to ask his master for help?"
Lan guessed.
"Hey, his master is a master, and won't just come out at anyone's request."
Ma Wei hurriedly said, "We're trying to get his junior brother."
"Would that work?"
Lan didn't sound very convinced.
"Don't worry!"
Ma Wei smiled, then clapped his hands, "Come on, Erzi, show Mr. Lan what you've got."
After that, a burly man behind Ma Wei walked out and stood in front of Lan, bowing slightly.
"Lan, forgive me for showing off."
With that, he raised his palm and gently placed it on his chest.
Then, he aimed at the corner of the table in front of Lan, and hit it with a single slap.
"Bang!"
The 4-5 centimeter thick tabletop edge was immediately snapped off and fell to the ground.
Lan He and Lin Huayang looked stunned, Lin Huayang's mouth was wide open, while Lan He was slightly better.
"Great skill..." Lan He muttered at last.
"Quite impressive..." the big man chuckled.
"My senior brother could take on ten of me. My skills aren't enough to be his sparring partner," the big man explained.
"Is your senior brother that powerful?" Lan He's hope was starting to ignite again.
"Of course, my master said it himself, my senior brother is the most talented and the most promising among all his disciples," the big man said.
"Alright! Then please bring forth your senior brother!" Lan He demanded.
"Well, Lan, experts don't just come out for anything," Ma Wei pointed out, "I think you should understand..."
"I understand. Even celebrities ask for money when they appear on stage, let alone these experts," Lan He nodded, "Name your price."
"Let's see... thirty thousand," Ma Wei named a price.
Actually, ten thousand would be enough to get his senior brother to come out. The remaining twenty thousand would be for himself.
The big man standing on the side said nothing. He wouldn't dare to complain when his boss demanded money.
"Alright, but I need to make something clear," Lan He said, "If his senior brother can handle Liu Yi, then naturally I'll pay the thirty thousand. But if he can't... heh, I won't pay a cent."
"Haha, don't worry, Lan. Leave it to me," Ma Wei smiled.
He was a true master of martial arts, and he'd been doing it for many years. How big of a deal could Liu Yi be? With a snort, he knew he'd earned the twenty thousand for himself!