Work Prophet
Chapter 260 - 18: Big Trouble

Chapter 260: Chapter 18: Big Trouble

Seeing Li Yu’s provocative action, the two thugs were stunned.

A moment later, the youth with the buzz cut reacted, his face instantly darkened, "Damn, looking for trouble, huh! We let you off before because we were being nice to you!"

"Bullying others is wrong, and what’s more, you even incite that kid to steal," Li Yu said.

"What the hell does that have to do with you? You like to meddle so much, have you ever thought about your safety when you go home at night?" sneered the youth smoking an electronic cigarette. "And your wife and children, don’t let us know where your kids go to school!"

"I don’t have a wife and children. What about you? Do you have relatives? Do they know you are so ill-mannered, hanging around outside as thugs? If they knew, your mothers would certainly feel ashamed of their sons."

"Although you always pretend to be tough with foul language and threatening gestures, you actually only dare to bully those weaker than yourselves. That’s really pitiful. You can’t even be called villains, at most just trash."

Having said the last word, Li Yu finally completely infuriated the two youths in front of him. The buzz cut viciously said to Wang Jiaqi, who was standing to a side, "Stay right here. If you run away, next time I’ll break your legs!"

After saying that, he and the one smoking an electronic cigarette charged at Li Yu.

While shouting, "Fine, today we’ll grant your wish!"

Li Yu stood still, only protecting his face with his hands, until after taking two punches, he started to fight back.

Initially, Li Yu was thinking about the steps and movement techniques Marquis Kuren had taught him, but once he swung out his fist, all that was forgotten and turned into brute force.

Soon, Li Yu had taken several punches to the face and chest, and even a kick to the lower abdomen that sent him retreating several steps.

The pain from the blows was sharp, but that pain was nothing compared to being stabbed in the chest with a wooden spear or having his neck sliced by a dagger.

Li Yu decided to abandon defense altogether, continuing to throw punches, indulging in the pleasure of both hitting and being hit.

Bones and muscles violently collided, accompanied by muffled groans.

In a short while, Li Yu had taken at least a dozen punches, but he had also landed five or six on the buzz cut and the electronic cigarette.

One of those punches even broke the buzz cut’s nasal bone.

The latter let out a scream, covering his nose, blood splattered everywhere.

Since joining Bulati, Li Yu no longer had his days filled with work, had time for his life, and started going to the gym regularly,

Now, nearly three months later, he was seeing initial results.

Not only was his stamina better, but his arms also began to develop some muscles, and the punches he threw felt more powerful.

Although this was still useless on the Bratis Continent without modern technology, Li Yu wouldn’t be able to defeat even a lizard person, let alone the professional soldiers produced by major families.

This was also why Li Yu thought swordfighting was pointless. Even if he started catching up now, he couldn’t surpass those who had been striving for years, perhaps decades.

But in modern society, Li Yu could still compete with ordinary people.

Especially with his reckless fighting style, the electronic cigarette kept cursing him as crazy.

As the buzz cut crumpled to the ground, unable to get up from a punch to his nasal bridge, the electronic cigarette had to fend off Li Yu’s rapid and fierce punches alone, finding himself utterly overwhelmed and screaming constantly.

He couldn’t understand why Li Yu’s ability to take a beating was so strong—he wasn’t scared even with bloodshot eyes, didn’t know how many punches he had taken all over his body, and was instead becoming more vigorous as the fight went on.

Meanwhile, he himself was already getting scared and even thinking about running away.

At that moment, the buzz-cut man, who had been covering his nose, suddenly let out a roar and pulled a small folding knife from his pocket.

With a flick of his wrist, he made the blade spring out smoothly and then lunged at Li Yu with it.

Now, stimulated by his own pain and blood, and further infuriated by Li Yu’s earlier trash talk, he had completely lost his reason.

Li Yu saw the knife in the buzz-cut man’s hand, stepped back two paces, but he was fighting two people at the moment, and was also entangled with an electronic cigarette, so he couldn’t retreat far and was quickly caught up by the enraged buzz-cut man.

Li Yu tried to block with his hands a couple of times.

The knife blade pierced through his palm! This time, the pain almost made Li Yu cry out.

He wasn’t afraid of dying, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t afraid of pain!

Then the buzz-cut man stabbed Li Yu several times in the chest and abdomen, and even the nearby electronic cigarette was paralyzed by his frenzied actions, standing still on the spot, completely petrified.

After venting his anger, the buzz-cut man also regained a bit of his clarity.

Looking at Li Yu, who staggered and then slowly collapsed against the wall, and seeing his own blood-soaked hand, he felt somewhat dazed.

His mind went blank.

About six or seven seconds later, Wang Jiaqi screamed first, not caring if her legs would break, and scrambled toward the exit of the alley.

The buzz-cut man also snapped back to reality, hearing the desperate voice of the electronic cigarette, "What, what do we do? Should we call an ambulance?"

"Call a damn ambulance? If we call the ambulance, we’re definitely getting arrested. We’ve really screwed up this time. Looking at his condition, he’s not going to make it. We might get sentenced for decades."

"Then what do we do? Run away?" The electronic cigarette was completely panicked by now.

Seeing the pool of blood growing under Li Yu, his fear escalated. He was young and certainly didn’t want to spend his best years in prison.

By the time he got out, he would be an old wreck, and who knows what generation of iPhone would be out by then.

Compared to him, the buzz-cut man was slightly calmer, "You watch too many Hong Kong movies. Where can we run? Do you have any relatives or friends willing to shelter us? We’ve committed a homicide, and if we run now, there’s a ninety percent chance the police will capture us."

"Then... should we turn ourselves in?" the electronic cigarette struggled internally.

"Turning ourselves in means going to prison, right?"

"Then what other option do we have?"

"This alley has no surveillance and nobody saw us fight him. We might be able to get away with it."

"How can nobody have seen? Wang Jiaqi saw everything."

"Just keep him quiet. That kid is a coward; scare him a bit and he’ll fold."

"This... Can this really work?" the electronic cigarette instinctively felt this plan was unreliable, but it was their only hope.

Aside from this method, he couldn’t think of any other way to avoid prison.

Right now, all the electronic cigarette felt was regret for not listening to his parents, for choosing to mess around. He looked at the buzz-cut man beside him, who also had an equally morose expression.

He had just been pretending to be calm, but in reality, his hands and legs were shaking non-stop. He was also struggling to cover his nose to prevent any blood from falling at the crime scene.