Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 622 - 623: Will you accept it or not?

Chapter 622: Chapter 623: Will you accept it or not?

"Xuanxuan, you guys..." Sun Ya looked at Miao Xuanxuan and Song Xiaodong, who were still able to laugh and joke at this moment, and couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of her mouth. She just felt that her brain wasn’t functioning enough. Although Miao Xuanxuan was quite lively in college, she was not ostentatious in her actions, and one could even say she was quite low-profile. Now, why had she become so brazen?

Miao Xuanxuan pulled Sun Ya behind Song Xiaodong and said, "Today you don’t need to say anything, let Dongzi handle everything from now on."

"But..."

Miao Xuanxuan proudly lifted her chin and said, "There are no ’buts.’ In front of Dongzi, anything that’s impossible will become possible."

At that moment, messy footsteps came from the corridor outside the door. Sun Ya tensed up immediately, but seeing Miao Xuanxuan’s relaxed expression, she opened her mouth but didn’t say anything. At this point, even if they wanted to leave, they couldn’t escape; she could only hope that Song Xiaodong would resolve the situation and not make things worse.

"Eldest Brother, it’s this guy who ran over here demanding money, and he beat us up," the weaselly-faced guy pointed at Song Xiaodong and said to a broad-shouldered, big-waisted bald man in the middle.

That big man was named Chen Zhengtao, known here in Hua Qing as "Bald Tao"!

Despite the character for ’righteous’ in his name, Chen Zhengtao’s actions were all crooked. A few years back, he made a name for himself with his fearless fighting, and he started getting into the loan-sharking business.

It started small, but over the years, his business grew larger and his crew grew in number. Now, he was definitely the top loan shark in Hua Qing.

Chen Zhengtao glared with his big, bulging eyes at Song Xiaodong and said, "Kid, you’ve got guts, daring to stir up trouble on my turf."

Song Xiaodong glanced at his watch and said, "There are two more minutes to prepare the money."

The weaselly-faced guy shouted angrily, "Fuck! Tao, did you see that? This bastard is way too arrogant, he’s not even taking you seriously at all."

Chen Zhengtao raised his hand to silence his underling and said coldly, "Kid, I really want to know which faction you’re with, thinking you can smash up my place."

"One more minute!" Song Xiaodong said a few words indifferently, without even looking at Chen Zhengtao or the dozen or so people by the door.

"Fuck! You dare to talk to Tao like that, you really must have a death wish."

"Exactly, Tao, take him down. No matter which faction he’s from, he dares to run wild on our turf. If we don’t take him down, how can we continue to mix in this business?"

"Tao, let me take him down!"

Chen Zhengtao’s face darkened, and he said, "It seems you really don’t take me seriously, huh? Well, I want to see what you can do when time’s up."

Song Xiaodong looked at his watch, then stretched lazily and said, "Time’s up!"

The final sound of these three words hadn’t yet faded when Song Xiaodong had already dashed into the crowd like an arrow.

Sun Ya’s eyes bulged in shock, hardly believing this was real. Was Miao Xuanxuan’s boyfriend insane? There were more than a dozen people on the other side, yet he dared to charge at them alone.

Ah! Miao Xuanxuan must be crazy too. Isn’t she worried at all? Why is she so... so excited?

Before Sun Ya’s astonishment could subside, he heard a series of painful cries followed by loud cursing. Then figures were sent flying, but those flying were clearly from Jinyun Company. Song Xiaodong was in the midst of the crowd, throwing punches and kicks, and anyone who came close to him was ruthlessly knocked down.

Sun Ya’s mouth hung open even wider. Was this a movie? How else could one person fight against more than a dozen? Were there wires attached to those guys? How else could they be sent flying into the air just from a punch?

All of this completely exceeded Sun Ya’s understanding. At this moment, his brain was filled with all sorts of questions, but the main thing was that he was stunned, terrified.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men were lying on the ground, including Chen Zhengtao. Song Xiaodong’s attacks made no distinction, not caring who was the boss and who was the underling, not even giving Chen Zhengtao, the boss, any special treatment.

However! Chen Zhengtao did receive special treatment, after all. When Song Xiaodong had knocked everyone else down, he stepped on Chen Zhengtao’s face and said indifferently, "Did you think I was lying?"

At that moment, Chen Zhengtao’s face turned green. To have someone stepping on his face as a boss, he lost all face. What shocked him even more was the opponent’s skill; his more than a dozen men felt like they were made of paper. This was insanely powerful.

Song Xiaodong pressed down harder with his foot and snorted coldly, "What’s it going to be? Do I need to tear down your entire company before you’ll talk?"

"You..." Chen Zhengtao exerted force in his arms, attempting to push against the ground to lift his head. He still had some strength left; typically, he could take on two or three people alone. But his once-reliable strength was now futile, no matter how hard he tried, it felt like there was a mountain pressing on his head.

That’s when the underlings began to struggle to their feet. The boss was being stepped on, and even though they were in pain, they couldn’t just stand by and do nothing. They all rushed towards Song Xiaodong with strange yells, wielding weapons, with a few even drawing daggers.

Sun Ya couldn’t help but let out a scream, his face turning deathly pale.

But Song Xiaodong didn’t take these men seriously at all. Planting his feet firmly, his hands moved casually, throwing anyone who got close to him through the air. The few with daggers fared worse; with a simple Qinna Technique, he twisted their wrists and made the daggers stab into their own legs.

A chorus of screams followed, with a couple of slower moving ones watching in trepidation, unsure whether to advance or retreat. As Song Xiaodong’s gaze swept over them, their legs gave way, and they actually sat down on their behinds.

"Are you convinced?" Song Xiaodong asked coldly, his foot remaining on Chen Zhengtao’s head from beginning to end.

"I..." Chen Zhengtao finally gave up the struggle. Regardless of Song Xiaodong’s background, he knew that with the opponent’s skills, he couldn’t outmatch him now. Continuing the fight would only result in more losses for his own side. Grinding his teeth, he said, "I admit defeat. Bring that woman’s IOU."