"What do you mean?" Song Dong lifted his head and faintly knitted his brows.
"My meaning is this. If you can beat me til I'm left lying on the floor, then I'll give the two bars to you." Yan Tian took a deep drag of his cigarette and looked at Song Dong quite provokingly.
Yan Tian had planned to use his fists tonight to settle the problem. Right now, this was society; what was staking all of it? Were those who didn't risk it all have wealth? Were those who didn't bet it all have a strong fist?
"Hehe, I know you're very awesome, and I know that no one here is your match as well. Perhaps you could fight ten-something or twenty-something men, but you must know, an ant can bite an elephant to death." Song Dong stroked his chin and laughed.
In Song Dong's eyes, Yan Tian was nothing more than a martial artist. What use was power of your battle strength alone? I won't fight you alone, I have a hundred men to wear you out to your death.
"Oh? What's your intention? You want me to hand over the bar just like that to you? I've got several tens of brothers as well. If I hand the bar to you, what will they eat and drink?" Yan Tian shrugged and said.
"Hehe, this isn't simple. How about you bring your brothers to rely on me. I'll take care of them." On the contrary, Song Dong laughed indifferently, thinking to himself if Yan Tian could truly come to rely on him, then his own power would become greater and greater.
Hearing of reliance, things cleared before Yan Tian's eyes. Right, if he could make Song Dong come to rely on him, then his own power would expand. It had to be known that Song Dong's men in were more formidable in comparison than his own.
Mulling it over, Yan Tian laughed coldly and stroked his chin: "You speak reasonably. How about the two of us come together as one."
"Huh? You serious?"
Once Song Dong heard Yan Tian's words, he immediately sat down, thinking to himself that if Yan Tian could truly come into his fold, then he would earn a killing. It had to be known Yan Tian had fifty-somewhat brothers and two bars.
Not even speaking of Yan Tian's fifty brothers first, to have Yan Tian himself could be said to be a gold mine as well. He imagined if he could have Yan Tian at his side, then Yan Tian would be a super goon.
As for Ah Long, Wang Feng, and the rest of the boys, they were already unable to stay seated. Could it be that Brother Tian genuinely wanted to lead the brothers to rely on someone else? Just as Ah Long was preparing to stand up and give his two cents, he heard Yan Tian speak again.
"Correct, I'm serious. It's just that if you want me rely on someone else, you'll have to convince me, otherwise, I don't dare to do so." Yan Tian narrowed his eyes and said.
"Then what are you thinking?" Song Dong asked quite suspiciously. At the same moment, he thought to himself, sure enough, it wouldn't be so easy to obtain the super goon Yan Tian. Right now, Yan Tian should've wanted to begin talking about conditions.
"Mhm, it's like this. Get all of your men together and if you guys can defeat me, then I'll lead my brothers into your fold. However, if the hundred of you guys are defeated by me, then you'll bring your men to rely on me. How about it?" Yan Tian stared at Song Dong and narrowed his eyes.
Song Dong's eyes reddened after he heard Yan Tian's words. This Yan Tian was too mad and too arrogant. He actually wanted to fight his hundred men by himself. This was a provocation, a blatant provocation.
"Alright, since Brother Tian has said it like so, then I shall defer to your request. The brothers in the front can start now. You win, I'll bring the brothers into your fold. You lose, you need to join me obediently. Brothers, waste him." Song Dong slammed his hand on the table and said furiously.
Presently, Song Dong was a 100% confident. Moreover, he had the brothers in front of Yan Tian fight, since if the time came when Yan Tian lost, and wouldn't own up to his words, then how could others place their confidence in him later on if he reneged?
After Song Dong finished speaking, the hundred brothers charged collectively towards Yan Tian to surround him. In the same instant, they looked quite curiously at the man before their eyes, who seemed too frail to withstand the wind. They thought to themselves where did he gain the courage to fight a hundred men by himself.
Seeing that Yan Tian had been encircled, Ah Long was agitated. Although he knew his elder brother could really duke it out, it wasn't ten or twenty men, but a hundred men. And Yan Tian wanted a duel? Wasn't this a death wish?
Even if he didn't want to, Ah Long raised the steel pipe in hand and roared: "Brothers, let's put our lives on the line!"
Ah Long finished speaking and took the lead, carrying a steel pipe and charging forward. Wasn't this a fight? Brother Tian's abilities were great, but they still had fifty brothers on their side. Granted that they fought, Song Dong and the others wouldn't be at rest.
After Ah Long charged forward, Wang Feng grit his teeth and charged ahead as well. Subsequently, the several tens of brothers charged too. They were all men as well; wasn't this a fight? What were they scared of?
"Ah Long, stay your hand." Seeing that Ah Long wanted to come to blows, Yan Tian immediately shouted: "All of you stand there and don't move! Step back."
Ordinarily, Ah Long would obey Yan Tian, but seeing Yan Tian yell, he stood his ground: "Brother Tian, were rumbling with them. Their oppression is insufferable."
"I know the score. All of you step back for me!" Yan Tian glared at Ah Long and roared.
Being yelled at Yan Tian like so, the group of brothers obediently retreated. At the same, curiosity sprang up within Ah Long. Yan Tian was so confident. Could it be he could truly deal with a hundred men?
Thinking of this, Ah Long actually sucked in a breath of cold air. Heavens, when the dust settled, how fricking awesome was his boss?
"Come, gimme everything you got." Noticing that Ah Long and the others had retreated, Yan Tian picked at his ear quite provokingly towards the surround men and said.
Having been provoked as such by Yan Tian, the each and everyone of the encircling men approached him. In the same instant, they were quite vigilant against Yan Tian as well. They knew since he dared to stand there, then he definitely had the skill to do so.
Finally, the very first thug unable to endure it any longer brandished his fist towards Yan Tian's face in greeting.
Glancing at the fist coming towards him, Yan Tian lightly tilted his head upwards. He dodged it quite gently and followingly grabbed the thug's arm and pulled it outwards, suddenly throwing him into a mass of men.
"What're you guys spacing out for? Let's go!" Seeing the gang of brothers standing there motionless, Song Dong angrily slammed the table. How could his hundred men still not hit Yan Tian and be frightened of him? Was this terrifying?
Being pressed by Song Dong like so, the hundred thugs finally gathered the courage to huddle around Yan Tian. They seemed to want to wrap Yan Tian up like sticky rice. As the inched closer, each of them swung their fist towards Yan Tian to smash him.
Looking at such an amount of punches racing towards him, Yan Tian didn't dare to neglect them a bit. If he was hit by a single fist, he wouldn't die, but he would be disfigured. Even his own mother wouldn't be able to recognize him if he wasn't careful. Despite him not know who his own mother was. Even if he didn't want to, Yan Tian crouched and swept his leg out, directly sweeping out in a 360 degree arc. Crouching down in place and spinning in a circle, the dozen men approaching Yan Tian were subsequently felled onto the floor.
"Dammit, Brother Tian is fricking awesome. He knocked down over a dozen men in a single move!" Wang Feng saw that Yan Tian had felled over a dozen men in a single move and promptly clapped his hands in applause, thinking to himself that if every one of Yan Tian's moves were so fricking awesome, then he would only need several moves to completely dispatch the mass of men.
In the same manner, the rest of Song Dong's men had been shaken by Yan Tian's single move. This was entirely like the plot of a movie; it was too fucking amazing.
Yan Tian's move had shocked everyone. Nevertheless, he didn't stop showing off, in the split second of their distraction, he rapidly approached the several closest men, and following several moves, he left them on the floor.
The horde of men finally reacted and immediately rushed forth. Some of the had already drawn the knives at their waists and some of them were even more excessive, surprisingly carrying machetes and charging forward.
However, how could Yan Tian continue to let them surround him? If they were too close to him, then he wouldn't have any way to execute his abilities. Thus, looking at the mob of brothers encircling him, his body instantly transformed into a cruel shadow.
In the next second, Yan Tian had already appeared at the side of the most amount of people, and before they could react, he barged into them and threw them into disorder.
"Argh……"
"Urgh, don't kick my butt……"
"H-h-hey, my nose, don't pinch it!"
"Argh, don't shoot my johnson….."
"Don't…… Don't claw my armpit……"
"Argh, don't pinch me!"
"……"
Just as Yan Tian charged into them, a series of blood-curdling screams echoed outwards. These miserable screams were heard by everyone at the scene, rendering them into a spell of speechlessness. What were these screams?
In truth, you couldn't blame the gang of bros, rather it was because of Yan Tian rushing in at the start they were unable to fight, since he had to subdue the group of men. If he fought savagely, it wouldn't be fine, so he carried out a series of cheap strikes.
T/N note: I know the parts where it said "come to rely on me" are awkward. I guess it makes better sense in chinese. I decided to go with "enter our fold/join our fold" since it sounds more gangster to smooth things over a bit later on. I'm a bit dissatisfied with "super goon" too.
"What do you mean?" Song Dong lifted his head and faintly knitted his brows.
"My meaning is this. If you can beat me til I'm left lying on the floor, then I'll give the two bars to you." Yan Tian took a deep drag of his cigarette and looked at Song Dong quite provokingly.
Yan Tian had planned to use his fists tonight to settle the problem. Right now, this was society; what was staking all of it? Were those who didn't risk it all have wealth? Were those who didn't bet it all have a strong fist?
"Hehe, I know you're very awesome, and I know that no one here is your match as well. Perhaps you could fight ten-something or twenty-something men, but you must know, an ant can bite an elephant to death." Song Dong stroked his chin and laughed.
In Song Dong's eyes, Yan Tian was nothing more than a martial artist. What use was power of your battle strength alone? I won't fight you alone, I have a hundred men to wear you out to your death.
"Oh? What's your intention? You want me to hand over the bar just like that to you? I've got several tens of brothers as well. If I hand the bar to you, what will they eat and drink?" Yan Tian shrugged and said.
"Hehe, this isn't simple. How about you bring your brothers to rely on me. I'll take care of them." On the contrary, Song Dong laughed indifferently, thinking to himself if Yan Tian could truly come to rely on him, then his own power would become greater and greater.
Hearing of reliance, things cleared before Yan Tian's eyes. Right, if he could make Song Dong come to rely on him, then his own power would expand. It had to be known that Song Dong's men in were more formidable in comparison than his own.
Mulling it over, Yan Tian laughed coldly and stroked his chin: "You speak reasonably. How about the two of us come together as one."
"Huh? You serious?"
Once Song Dong heard Yan Tian's words, he immediately sat down, thinking to himself that if Yan Tian could truly come into his fold, then he would earn a killing. It had to be known Yan Tian had fifty-somewhat brothers and two bars.
Not even speaking of Yan Tian's fifty brothers first, to have Yan Tian himself could be said to be a gold mine as well. He imagined if he could have Yan Tian at his side, then Yan Tian would be a super goon.
As for Ah Long, Wang Feng, and the rest of the boys, they were already unable to stay seated. Could it be that Brother Tian genuinely wanted to lead the brothers to rely on someone else? Just as Ah Long was preparing to stand up and give his two cents, he heard Yan Tian speak again.
"Correct, I'm serious. It's just that if you want me rely on someone else, you'll have to convince me, otherwise, I don't dare to do so." Yan Tian narrowed his eyes and said.
"Then what are you thinking?" Song Dong asked quite suspiciously. At the same moment, he thought to himself, sure enough, it wouldn't be so easy to obtain the super goon Yan Tian. Right now, Yan Tian should've wanted to begin talking about conditions.
"Mhm, it's like this. Get all of your men together and if you guys can defeat me, then I'll lead my brothers into your fold. However, if the hundred of you guys are defeated by me, then you'll bring your men to rely on me. How about it?" Yan Tian stared at Song Dong and narrowed his eyes.
Song Dong's eyes reddened after he heard Yan Tian's words. This Yan Tian was too mad and too arrogant. He actually wanted to fight his hundred men by himself. This was a provocation, a blatant provocation.
"Alright, since Brother Tian has said it like so, then I shall defer to your request. The brothers in the front can start now. You win, I'll bring the brothers into your fold. You lose, you need to join me obediently. Brothers, waste him." Song Dong slammed his hand on the table and said furiously.
Presently, Song Dong was a 100% confident. Moreover, he had the brothers in front of Yan Tian fight, since if the time came when Yan Tian lost, and wouldn't own up to his words, then how could others place their confidence in him later on if he reneged?
After Song Dong finished speaking, the hundred brothers charged collectively towards Yan Tian to surround him. In the same instant, they looked quite curiously at the man before their eyes, who seemed too frail to withstand the wind. They thought to themselves where did he gain the courage to fight a hundred men by himself.
Seeing that Yan Tian had been encircled, Ah Long was agitated. Although he knew his elder brother could really duke it out, it wasn't ten or twenty men, but a hundred men. And Yan Tian wanted a duel? Wasn't this a death wish?
Even if he didn't want to, Ah Long raised the steel pipe in hand and roared: "Brothers, let's put our lives on the line!"
Ah Long finished speaking and took the lead, carrying a steel pipe and charging forward. Wasn't this a fight? Brother Tian's abilities were great, but they still had fifty brothers on their side. Granted that they fought, Song Dong and the others wouldn't be at rest.
After Ah Long charged forward, Wang Feng grit his teeth and charged ahead as well. Subsequently, the several tens of brothers charged too. They were all men as well; wasn't this a fight? What were they scared of?
"Ah Long, stay your hand." Seeing that Ah Long wanted to come to blows, Yan Tian immediately shouted: "All of you stand there and don't move! Step back."
Ordinarily, Ah Long would obey Yan Tian, but seeing Yan Tian yell, he stood his ground: "Brother Tian, were rumbling with them. Their oppression is insufferable."
"I know the score. All of you step back for me!" Yan Tian glared at Ah Long and roared.
Being yelled at Yan Tian like so, the group of brothers obediently retreated. At the same, curiosity sprang up within Ah Long. Yan Tian was so confident. Could it be he could truly deal with a hundred men?
Thinking of this, Ah Long actually sucked in a breath of cold air. Heavens, when the dust settled, how fricking awesome was his boss?
"Come, gimme everything you got." Noticing that Ah Long and the others had retreated, Yan Tian picked at his ear quite provokingly towards the surround men and said.
Having been provoked as such by Yan Tian, the each and everyone of the encircling men approached him. In the same instant, they were quite vigilant against Yan Tian as well. They knew since he dared to stand there, then he definitely had the skill to do so.
Finally, the very first thug unable to endure it any longer brandished his fist towards Yan Tian's face in greeting.
Glancing at the fist coming towards him, Yan Tian lightly tilted his head upwards. He dodged it quite gently and followingly grabbed the thug's arm and pulled it outwards, suddenly throwing him into a mass of men.
"What're you guys spacing out for? Let's go!" Seeing the gang of brothers standing there motionless, Song Dong angrily slammed the table. How could his hundred men still not hit Yan Tian and be frightened of him? Was this terrifying?
Being pressed by Song Dong like so, the hundred thugs finally gathered the courage to huddle around Yan Tian. They seemed to want to wrap Yan Tian up like sticky rice. As the inched closer, each of them swung their fist towards Yan Tian to smash him.
Looking at such an amount of punches racing towards him, Yan Tian didn't dare to neglect them a bit. If he was hit by a single fist, he wouldn't die, but he would be disfigured. Even his own mother wouldn't be able to recognize him if he wasn't careful. Despite him not know who his own mother was. Even if he didn't want to, Yan Tian crouched and swept his leg out, directly sweeping out in a 360 degree arc. Crouching down in place and spinning in a circle, the dozen men approaching Yan Tian were subsequently felled onto the floor.
"Dammit, Brother Tian is fricking awesome. He knocked down over a dozen men in a single move!" Wang Feng saw that Yan Tian had felled over a dozen men in a single move and promptly clapped his hands in applause, thinking to himself that if every one of Yan Tian's moves were so fricking awesome, then he would only need several moves to completely dispatch the mass of men.
In the same manner, the rest of Song Dong's men had been shaken by Yan Tian's single move. This was entirely like the plot of a movie; it was too fucking amazing.
Yan Tian's move had shocked everyone. Nevertheless, he didn't stop showing off, in the split second of their distraction, he rapidly approached the several closest men, and following several moves, he left them on the floor.
The horde of men finally reacted and immediately rushed forth. Some of the had already drawn the knives at their waists and some of them were even more excessive, surprisingly carrying machetes and charging forward.
However, how could Yan Tian continue to let them surround him? If they were too close to him, then he wouldn't have any way to execute his abilities. Thus, looking at the mob of brothers encircling him, his body instantly transformed into a cruel shadow.
In the next second, Yan Tian had already appeared at the side of the most amount of people, and before they could react, he barged into them and threw them into disorder.
"Argh……"
"Urgh, don't kick my butt……"
"H-h-hey, my nose, don't pinch it!"
"Argh, don't shoot my johnson….."
"Don't…… Don't claw my armpit……"
"Argh, don't pinch me!"
"……"
Just as Yan Tian charged into them, a series of blood-curdling screams echoed outwards. These miserable screams were heard by everyone at the scene, rendering them into a spell of speechlessness. What were these screams?
In truth, you couldn't blame the gang of bros, rather it was because of Yan Tian rushing in at the start they were unable to fight, since he had to subdue the group of men. If he fought savagely, it wouldn't be fine, so he carried out a series of cheap strikes.
T/N note: I know the parts where it said "come to rely on me" are awkward. I guess it makes better sense in chinese. I decided to go with "enter our fold/join our fold" since it sounds more gangster to smooth things over a bit later on. I'm a bit dissatisfied with "super goon" too.
