Chapter 189 A Dead Man
The sound was harsh, sharp and unpleasant.
Wu Xiaolong looked impatient: "Old man, hurry up and take out the money. I'm doing something important, don't fucking dawdle!"
Hearing this, Su Xia immediately frowned. He rarely saw someone calling himself "old man" to his own father.
Outside the store, there were six or seven young men with the same colorful hair, who seemed to be Wu Xiaolong's younger brothers.
"Brother Long is so tough. I don't even dare to talk to that old man in my family like that."
"Where are we going to play later?"
"Don't be impatient, wait for Brother Long to speak..."
“…”
Their voices were so small that they were drowned out by the thick heavy metal music in the market.
But Su Xia was not an ordinary person and heard it clearly.
On the other side of the earth, these young people should be called street urchins or spirited young men, but even among those spirited young men, most of them are in much better physical condition than those few people.
"Bang!"
In the shop, Wu Xiaolong punched the workbench, causing all the parts on the table to shake, and it seemed that he still had some strength.
His younger brothers were all outside watching, and they were embarrassed to keep waiting, so they became more and more impatient and shouted, "Old man, are you deaf? Where is the money I want?"
The sound was so loud that even heavy metal music couldn't drown it out, and people in the market could hear it clearly.
But this kind of thing seems to happen so often that they are used to it and their expressions are calm.
In the shop, the two children looked frightened and were very afraid of their brother, so they hid behind their mother.
Wu Jian looked embarrassed and whispered, "Your brothers and sisters need money to study. It's not easy at home now. Please understand."
"Study?" Wu Xiaolong stared, "What's the point of studying?"
"They are still young..."
"Young? He's already ten years old!" Wu Xiaolong spitted, "Xiao Hu, come with me. I can help you become successful. If you stay in a place like this, you will only become a loser like this old guy!"
Hearing this, the little boy in the corner shrank back and the fear on his face became more obvious.
His name is Wu Xiaohu, and he is in the fourth grade at a slum primary school on the ground.
The quality of education in this damn place is hard to describe, but it's always a good thing to read more books. Otherwise, at this age, you can only work as a child laborer in some shady factories, being forced to work for a long time, not having enough food and clothes, and it's easy to develop diseases.
"And her!"
Wu Xiaolong stared at his sister in the corner in annoyance and asked loudly: "She is already ten years old, why don't you sell her? It will be hard to sell her if she is older. Others don't want those who are too old. She is still worth some money if she is sold now!"
When the little girl heard that she was going to be sold, she was so scared that she trembled all over and her thin little hands tightly grasped her mother's clothes.
Their mother Xu Lian had a worried look on her face. She was helpless with her eldest son. She wanted to say something, but felt that it was useless. She could only sigh sadly and protect her two children with her hands.
"Xiaolong, our family really doesn't have much money anymore." Wu Jian pleaded in a low voice, "I can't give you this last bit of money. It's been so many years. Please understand the difficulties our family is facing."
"Damn it, old man, you don't want to pay, right?"
Wu Xiaolong's face was filled with anger, his expression was distorted, and the skull pattern on his face looked particularly hideous.
He stared, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a big wrench, and swung it towards Wu Jian's head without holding back.
Wu Jian had no time to dodge and was hit hard on the forehead.
"Bang!"
He groaned and fell to the ground. Blood instantly gushed out of his forehead, staining his weathered and rough face red.
But Wu Xiaolong didn't stop. With a ferocious look on his face, he kicked him hard on the head and shouted, "Old man, if you don't give me the money today, I'll kill you! Where did you hide the money? Tell me now!"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting..."
The woman Xu Lian cried and blocked Wu Jianshen, she was filled with grief and shouted: "He is your father, Xiaolong, please stop hitting him..."
The two children in the corner were also frightened and started crying, not knowing what to do.
Seeing this scene, some people in the market sighed and some turned their heads back.
But the six or seven young men shouted excitedly: "Brother Long, you beat him well! This old guy can't be useful without a beating!"
"Don't hit the head. It won't be fun if you kill him. Break his hands and feet first!"
"Come on, Brother Long!"
“…”
All of their eyes were red, their bodies were shaking with excitement, and they were laughing and cheering for Wu Xiaolong.
Hearing the voices of these younger brothers, Wu Xiaolong seemed to have gained some strength, and grinned: "Get out of my way! If you stand in my way again, I will beat you too!"
He kicked his mother in the stomach with such force that he knocked her into the corner.
The woman wailed incessantly, holding her stomach and huddled against the wall, tears streaming down her face, her face full of pain and despair.
Wu Xiaolong didn't even look at him and continued to punch and kick his fallen father.
“Bang! Bang!”
"Old man! You are a waste!"
"How could I be born into such a crappy family? If you were rich, would I be able to end up like this?"
"Where's the money? How much are your organs worth?"
He beat and cursed at the same time, complaining about his own background, and his fists and feet were merciless, as if he was beating a lowly beast.
Wu Jian under his feet groaned a few times at first and held his head, but gradually there was no movement.
Across the street, Su Xia put down the teacup in her hand and slowly stood up.
In his eyes, Wu Jian's health bar had dropped to less than half.
If the fight continues, he will surely die today.
The owner of the restaurant saw that he seemed to be planning to take action, so he quickly stopped him and whispered, "Young boss, don't be impulsive. We can't control this family's affairs. Don't get yourself involved."
Seeing that Su Xia had fair and delicate skin, expensive clothes, and extraordinary temperament, he subconsciously thought that Su Xia was a businessman who came here to do business.
People who live here would not be willing to order the expensive meal and tea just now.
And everyone here knows about Wu Jian's family.
Su Xia asked: "Why can't we control it? What is the background of that person?"
"Keep your voice down."
The owner put his hands down, his eyes flashing, signaling Su Xia to lower her voice.
He explained in a low voice: "The one who beat us up is called Wu Xiaolong. He is from a gang in this neighborhood. We ordinary people can't afford to offend such people. We just have to watch."
"Oh, I see."
At the beginning, Wu Gui's parents were killed by gang members.
In this kind of slum, gangs are rampant, order is chaotic, fists and guns are the way, all kinds of gray transactions are common, and even the rules of Coral City cannot control them.
Unless a powerful man appears one day and uses his strong hand to set rules for this slum, this place will always be in chaos.
"Thanks for the explanation. I'll go take a look and come back soon. I won't make a big deal out of it."
"Little boss, please don't be impulsive."
"rest assured."
Su Xia adjusted her mask, her eyes calm, and walked towards the repair shop diagonally opposite.
Ma Zhu was left behind by him as it was inconvenient to do things with one more person around.
In the restaurant, Ma Zhu pointed at Su Xia with his thumb and said proudly, "That's my elder brother."
The shop owner asked him, "Why didn't you stop your brother?"
"My eldest brother is invincible!"
"Do you know what force is behind Wu Xiaolong?"
"Forehead……"
Ma Zhu scratched his head, he was unsure.
He just felt that Su Xia was both a good man and a tough guy, with outstanding strength and background. After all, ordinary people would not casually give such precious medicine to a robber.
On the whole, Su Xia is considered a strong dragon, and perhaps he can suppress the local snakes here.
It was too late to stop him now, Su Xia had already walked into the repair shop.
“Boom boom!”
He stood by the door and knocked on the workbench next to him.
Wu Xiaolong also noticed him and temporarily stopped punching and kicking his father. With a fierce look on his face, he stared at Su Xia and asked, "What are you doing? Repairing things? This old guy's hand was stepped on and broken. Go find someone else to repair it!"
Although this guy was in a gang, his eyesight was not good enough and he couldn't even notice the difference in Su Xia.
Compared with the people underground, Su Xia was too clean, and his temperament was out of place here.
"He is your father." Su Xia said calmly, "The grace of giving birth to you should not be repaid in this way."
"Why, do you have any objection?"
"Yeah, I have an opinion."
"You want to die too?"
Wu Xiaolong twisted his neck, his eyes fierce, like a wild wolf about to go crazy, his pair of scarlet eyes staring straight at Su Xia.
If an ordinary person were here, he would probably not even dare to look up and would leave with his head down in shame.
But Su Xia remained calm and looked him straight in the face and said, "It's not time for me to die yet."
"You're looking for a fight, aren't you?"
Wu Xiaolong's face turned cold, and he held the bloody wrench in his hand, pointing it directly at Su Xia.
Outside the store, his group of younger brothers also shouted: "Brother Long, this idiot is teasing you! I think he is just asking for a fight!"
"Fuck, he dared to go out and show off by wearing a mask, who gave him the courage? Brother Long will destroy him!"
"Brother Long, peel the skin off his face!"
“…”
Wu Xiaolong was very pleased to hear his younger brothers calling him "Brother Long" one after another, and the ferocious look on his face became even more intense.
He held the blood-stained wrench, as if holding the supreme scepter of life and death, and shouted at Su Xia: "Come here, stretch your neck a little, and let me teach you a lesson!"
But Su Xia seemed not to hear it. Instead, she shifted her gaze to Wu Jian, who was covered in blood, and carefully examined his injuries.
Being ignored, Wu Xiaolong laughed angrily and stepped forward with a wrench in hand: "I think you are really looking for death!"
After saying that, he swung the wrench violently and hit Su Xia's head.
He used all his strength, intending to knock Su Xia down with one blow, his face full of blood and cruelty.
In the restaurant across the street, Ma Zhu was so scared that he stood up and said, "Brother, why don't you draw your gun?"
He always thought that Su Xia would use guns and bullets to convince people with reason, but Su Xia seemed to have no such intention at all and looked like he was ready to be beaten.
But in the next moment, Wu Xiaolong's right arm, which was wielding the wrench, suddenly could not move down any further.
“Bang!”
Su Xia caught the attack steadily and held the cold wrench firmly in his hand.
He acted so fast that the people outside the store couldn't see it clearly.
"you ……"
Wu Xiaolong was shocked and gritted his teeth, but the wrench didn't move at all.
He met Su Xia's gaze and found it extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.