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nEveryone spread out.

nThe hooligans started to clear the scene.

nDong Xuebing was on the ground motionlessly after he got hit by seven to eight metal poles.

nEveryone thought Dong Xuebing was dead, and they left.

nOnly a hooligan did not leave. He noticed Dong Xuebing was holding onto his weapon. He was about to shout when the ‘dead’ Dong Xuebing pulled and twisted the metal pole away from him. Dong Xuebing swung the pole at the hooligan’s head. Bam! The hooligan shouted and fell hard onto the ground. His legs and arms twitched, and he could not get up again.

n“Huh?”

n“Who shouted?”

n“What happened?”

nEveryone paused and turned.

nThey could never forget what they saw. Dong Xuebing gets up slowly from the puddle of blood.

nOne second…

nTwo seconds…

nThree seconds…

nSilence…

nEveryone was stunned.

nHe is alive! He is not dead!

nThe leader inhaled deeply. How did Dong Xuebing survive those blows to his head? He is still alive and did not faint. He could still take down one of his men.

nF**k!

nWho the hell is he?

nWhy can he stand after those blows to his head?

nThe hooligans were shocked.

nShen Xiaomei and Shen Xiaoyan almost fainted.

nZhang Longjuan laughed. “I knew this brat could not be killed.”

nThe twins were speechless as they looked at Dong Xuebing. What is your head made of? It’s too hard!

nDong Xuebing had more blood on his body. He stood up unsteadily and wiped the blood on his face. He touched his forehead, the back of his head, and other places where he was hit. ‘Crack!’ He pushed his dislocated shoulder back into place and looked at the remaining nine hooligans. He smiled. “Carry on. Why are you all stopping? If you all are not coming, I will go to you.”

nF**k!

nWhere did this fellow come from?

nThe leader’s face changed. “Attack!”

nThe remaining nine hooligans surrounded Dong Xuebing again. But their expression showed they were not as confident as before. One could see the fear in their eyes. They were scared of Dong Xuebing’s madness.

nThis guy is crazy.

nThese people were outlaws and risked their lives every day. But their brutality is not even 1% of Dong Xuebing. They are not on the same level.

nThis guy did not even groan with those injuries.

nHow can he smile with those injuries?

nThis guy did not even blink when facing so many of them armed with weapons and guns.

nThe hooligans were outlaws.

nBut these outlaws are scared of people more ruthless than them.

nThe hooligans looked at Dong Xuebing, who looked like he had bathed in blood.

nThe leader noticed their fear and shouted. “Stop looking! He cannot last any longer with those injuries. Attack him!”

nThe hooligans raised their poles and knives.

nSwoosh! The nine hooligans attacked Dong Xuebing. The two hooligans with knives did not attack Dong Xuebing previously. But they started attacking him this time.

nThey were aiming to give Dong Xuebing a lethal blow.

nBam! Bam! Bam! Dong Xuebing received a few blows on his head and body.

nThe blows were harder than the first time. The hooligans had used all their strength.

nAll the attacks landed on Dong Xuebing, except for those two with knives. Dong Xuebing used the pole to knock one of the knives out of that hooligan’s hand and smashed the head of the other hooligan.

nBam!

nAnother hooligan fell to the ground.

nOnly eight hooligans remained.

nDong Xuebing suffered around three to four blows to his head this time. The rest of the blows landed on his shoulders, back, and chest. He did not fall to the ground this time. His body swayed, and he tilted his head slightly. He stood there firmly and smiled at them. Those hooligans shivered when their eyes met.

n“He is at his limits!”

n“Yes! He is human and will die eventually.”

n“Attack him again! Don’t let him rest!”

nA few hooligans shouted to muster up their courage.

nBam!

nBam!

nBam!

nPoles rained on Dong Xuebing.

nDong Xuebing did not even frown or dodge those attacks. He smiled as he let them hit him. He saw an opening and swung his pole at a hooligan. ‘Wham!’ His pole landed on that hooligan’s jaw and smashed it.

nAnother hooligan is down!

nOnly seven hooligans remained.

nThe hooligans were scared, but fear made them attack Dong Xuebing harder.

nBam! Dong Xuebing was hit on his head hard. He glanced at the attacker and swung his pole at him. The pole landed on that hooligan’s throat.

nThat hooligan fainted immediately.

nOnly six hooligans remained.

nA hooligan roared and jumped up to attack Dong Xuebing. He put all his strength into the metal pole.

nDong Xuebing did not dodge. He swung his pole top-down at that hooligan’s head.

nBam! Bam!

nBoth of them hit each other’s heads at the same time.

nHowever, the outcome is different. That hooligan’s eyes rolled up, and collapsed on the ground. Dong Xuebing was still on his feet.

nFour hooligans left…

nThree left…

nOne left…

nAll ten hooligans were lying on the ground around Dong Xuebing. Some were knocked out, and some were groaning in pain.

nThe one, who was injured the most, stood there as if nothing had happened. Dong Xuebing took out another cigarette and lit it.

nOnly six men remained in front of the warehouse.

nThe leader shouted. “Shoot him! Shoot him!”

nBang! Bang! Bang!

nBang! Bang! Bang!

nSix shots were fired.

nDong Xuebing turned to his side slightly, tilted his head, and lifted his arm. His movements were fluid, and all the bullets flew past him.

nDong Xuebing laughed and walked towards them slowly.

nThe five hooligans watching the twins and Zhang Longjuan were scared of the bloodied Dong Xuebing. Their legs were soft.

nGuns cannot hit him…

nA truck cannot kill him…

nMetal poles are useless against him…

nF**k! How are we going to fight him?

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