The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 333 - 324: Too Damn Sinister!
Around the corner, two Toyota Reiz were the first to appear, followed closely by a fully-occupied Jinbei van that roared up, trailing exhaust fumes.
In the glare of the dazzling headlamps, Qin Fan squinted and smiled.
At another street corner, just as the three vehicles screeched to a halt, four anxious faces were seen running toward the bar.
Suddenly, Wang Dalu skidded to a halt, his voice trembling as he stared at the figure in the glare of the headlights. "Stop, stop—stop—stop!" he stuttered.
"What's wrong?" Li Qiuzhe, Zhu Houqing, and Wolf Bro of 709 asked in unison, stunned.
"Look, isn't that Old Fourth's back?" Wang Dalu asked, his voice filled with surprised delight as he pointed at the silhouette bathed in the car lights.
"Old Fourth's back?" Li Qiuzhe repeated. He shook his head hard and stared intently.
"No need to look, that's definitely Old Fourth! I recognize the clothes he was wearing today! Quick, let's go!" Zhu Houqing quickly confirmed.
But just as the three of them were about to dash over, Li Yunzhe, his face pale with panic, grabbed Li Qiuzhe's hand. "Wait, don't rush over! Look, look! Something's happened!"
As Li Yunzhe spoke, the doors of the two Reiz and the Jinbei van were flung open simultaneously. A dozen or so burly young men poured out of the vehicles!
Seeing this, the bald man from the East District was dumbfounded. God damn it! Eight guys got taken down by a single teenager? And they called me for reinforcements?
"Bro, you're telling me it's him?" the other shiny-headed bald man asked, his facial muscles twitching as he struggled to keep his voice steady.
"Bro, that's him! This kid's a freak, a total goddamn freak!" Even as he said the word "freak," the Big Bald Head couldn't help but feel a chill. He'd seen plenty of skilled fighters, but someone with moves that bizarre? That was something he'd only ever seen in horror movies!
"Eight against one, and you get your asses handed to you so badly you start questioning your own existence. Yeah, that's pretty damn freaky!" the bald boss of the East District sneered. His mood suddenly flared, and he jabbed a finger at the Big Bald Head's shiny scalp. "I tell you every damn day to practice some kung fu to protect yourself when you have time! But what do you do? You spend every day and night dragging this riffraff around casinos and bars! It's a good thing I'm still alive. What are you going to do when I'm dead? How will you even survive?! You useless bastard!"
"Bro, I was wrong, I was wrong! I'll listen to you from now on, I'll listen to whatever you say!" Seemingly used to being berated by his older brother in public, the Big Bald Head fearfully bowed his head and spoke weakly.
"Damn it! Get your act together!" The bald boss of the East District shook his head and sighed, frustrated by his brother's lack of ambition.
His gaze then shifted to Qin Fan. He scoffed, "A freak? Heh, I love taking down freaks the most! Go! All of you, get him! Let me see just how freaky he is!"
"YES!!!"
With a booming chorus of affirmation, the dozen or so burly thugs charged toward Qin Fan with grim expressions.
Seeing this from the other side, Li Qiuzhe and his friends instantly grew alarmed.
"Shit! They dare to go after Old Fourth? Dammit! We're going in!" Li Qiuzhe roared angrily, rushing forward.
"Let's go! The worst that can happen is we get a beating! Otherwise, we'd really be letting Old Fourth down after all the money he's spent on us in Dorm 708!" Zhu Houqing said, gritting his teeth as he followed right behind Li Qiuzhe.
"Dammit... If I get injured, I won't have to go to military training. That wouldn't be so bad! Let's do it!" Wang Dalu's lip twitched as he shivered. Forcing down his fear, he refused to be a coward.
"Dammit! You guys are all going, so how can I not?!" Li Yunzhe was on the verge of tears. To go or not to go? It's an agonizing choice! If I go, after everything that's happened these past two days, won't I look like a total idiot? But they're all going. If I don't, what if Big Brother Qin Fan holds it against me? What would the consequences be? He didn't dare to even imagine it.
He muttered to himself, "Forget it, so what if I die! Hopefully, Big Brother will have a change of heart and treat me better from now on. I'm all in!" With that, Li Yunzhe also bolted forward to catch up.
"Old Fourth, your bros are here!"
Qin Fan had already sensed his dormmates approaching, and hearing their shouts sent an unstoppable warmth flooding through his heart. Just two days? It's only been two days, and these guys are willing to face down more than a dozen thugs to stand by my side? They know they're just charging in to be human punching bags, yet they do it without hesitation? At that moment, Qin Fan was at a loss for words.
"Big Brother, I'm here too!" Li Yunzhe shouted.
WHOOSH!
Qin Fan whipped his head around. Seeing their four faces—tense, yet resolute—he smiled. "Thanks."
The arrival of Li Qiuzhe's group made the thugs pause for a moment. Seizing the opportunity, the bald boss of the East District let out a vicious sneer. "Looks like these little punks are students! Beat them all to the ground! Then tie the hell out of them!"
The dozen or so thugs responded with cold smirks. Without another word, they lunged toward Qin Fan's group like a pack of tigers.
"Old Fourth, you said we'd be brothers for four years, maybe even for a lifetime. So don't say thanks. The word 'brother' covers it all! I don't know if we'll share wealth and glory in the future, but right now, I can and I will face this trouble with you!"
Li Qiuzhe, serious for once, clenched his fist and charged at the oncoming enemies. He was the boss of Dorm 708! Even if it meant taking a beating, he had to be the first one to take it. To ninety percent of people, this would seem utterly foolish, but for Li Qiuzhe, it was his personal code.
In his previous life, Qin Fan had been wild enough to consider strapping himself with explosives and sneaking into the Du Family estate on New Year's Eve just to take them all down with him. Compared to that, what was this little scuffle?
"Haha, bros, thanks! I, Old Qin, will remember this! Enough talk. Just one word: Fight!" Qin Fan shouted, his heart full of joy and gratitude.
With a swift leap, he shot past Li Qiuzhe to meet the dozen or so thugs head-on. A moment ago, he had just wanted to vent some of the gloom in his heart. But now, with his brothers there to share his hardships, that insignificant gloom was immediately dispelled.
Of course, he could eliminate these thugs with a mere flip of his hand. But right now, he didn't want to. He didn't want to reveal the heaven-defying power of a Cultivator in front of his brothers. He was afraid it would create an invisible distance between them. Besides, every true brotherhood is forged in moments of shared madness. Now that he had a chance like this to deepen their bond in this new life, would Qin Fan miss it? Hell no! So, a group brawl it is! Let's do it! In any case, with me here, they won't get seriously hurt even if they tried.
