The roundhouse kick came so suddenly, and it was a sneak attack at that, leaving Qin Yang, who was squatting on the ground, with almost no room to dodge.
Even if he could dodge it, Bai Xiaoguang, who was lying on the ground, would likely be the target.
In Bai Xiaoguang's current state, a kick like that could really cost him half his life.
Sensing the fierce gust of wind from behind, Qin Yang gritted his teeth, his muscles tensing. His broad back arched like a dragon, and he braced himself to take the blow.
*Bang!!!*
Amidst the sound of the powerful impact, everyone watched as the ferocious roundhouse kick landed squarely on Qin Yang's back.
The immense force of the impact drove Qin Yang's body downwards. Just as he was about to hit the ground, his arms shot out, supporting his body.
On the ground, Bai Xiaoguang's eyes turned bloodshot. He saw more clearly than anyone that Qin Yang's face had clearly shown a look of pain just then.
"Brother Yang..."
A deep sense of gratitude and anger welled up in Bai Xiaoguang's heart.
"Don't worry, I've got this!"
Qin Yang grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. Then, his expression turned cold. With a forceful push from his arms on the ground, his seemingly clumsy body executed a backward somersault, landing him upright. He coldly faced the attacker.
"Brother Yang, he's the ringleader that old dog Han Shifei specifically hired this time! Everything tonight was his trap!" Bai Xiaoguang shouted.
Qin Chuan, sitting in the car, also heard this and couldn't help but scrutinize the man in the trench coat through the car window.
He was in his early thirties, a little over six feet tall, lean, with rough skin and a pair of eyes that gleamed like a wolf's, radiating aggression.
Just a glance made one feel uneasy, as if being stared at by a wild beast.
So, this was the man Han Shifei was relying on this time. From the powerful roundhouse kick just now, it was evident that he was a martial artist, and a skilled one at that.
It was truly a feat for that old man Han Shifei to go to such lengths and spend so much money to hire someone like this to deal with him.
Qin Chuan chuckled coldly in his mind. Suddenly, he had a thought.
Given how lively things were tonight, Han Shifei should have been present. After all, he had spent so much money. Why wasn't he here?
Strange. Could it be...?
Qin Chuan considered a possibility and scanned his surroundings.
He dismissed various locations one by one. Finally, his gaze fell upon the second floor of the abandoned cement factory. He noticed a faint red light flickering intermittently, suggesting someone was smoking.
At the same time, he thought he saw shadows moving in the darkness and immediately focused his attention, observing closely.
After a moment, a cold smile curved Qin Chuan's lips.
Han Shifei had indeed come. Standing beside him was that loyal old dog, Zhang Wenbo. At this moment, they were both standing silently in the shadows, watching everything unfold.
Due to the distance, Qin Chuan couldn't see their expressions, but he imagined they must be quite pleased with themselves, as the advantage was on their side tonight.
"Qin Yang, step aside, let me handle this!"
While Qin Chuan was lost in thought, a loud voice suddenly came from afar, drawing his attention.
Zheng Chengdao strode forward, standing opposite Ding Xu.
Qin Yang shook his head, his tone firm. "Brother Dao, he kicked me just now. I have to get even!"
Just as Zheng Chengdao was about to say something, Ding Xu spoke up. He grinned savagely, licking his lips, his face contorted with bloodlust.
"Don't rush yourselves. I'll break every bone in your bodies, one by one, to satisfy my employer!"
"Big guy, come on. Since you want revenge, you can go first!" Ding Xu provocatively gestured towards Qin Yang.
Qin Yang snorted. He, who had always been honest and kind, was truly enraged tonight.
Without a word, he clenched his fist and strode forward, smashing it towards Ding Xu's head with immense force. The fist wind was sharp and powerful.
Unexpectedly, Ding Xu reacted with incredible speed. With a nimble sidestep, he dodged the blow, sneering, "Calling you a big dumb brute was no exaggeration!"
"All brawn and no brains. You're as slow as a pig. I've already dealt with more than ten wastes like you."
Qin Yang remained silent, his face grim as he continued his relentless attacks, his punches growing fiercer, wide and sweeping.
Ding Xu, who had been mocking him, gradually fell silent, his demeanor becoming serious.
*Bang!!*
A sound of flesh meeting bone suddenly rang out from the fight. In a head-on clash, Qin Yang staggered back half a step, while Ding Xu retreated three steps, his arm feeling numb. A killing intent flickered deep within his sharp eyes.
"Qin Yang, be careful!!"
Zheng Chengdao, who had been closely observing the fight, noticed the killing intent in Ding Xu's eyes and immediately warned him.
"I'm done playing around with you!"
As expected, Ding Xu roared and his speed surged, lunging towards Qin Yang.
Simultaneously, his fighting style underwent a drastic change, becoming incredibly vicious and fierce. Each move targeted the most vulnerable parts of the human body.
For instance, eyes, temples, throat, abdomen, groin, knees, and other sensitive areas. He also employed deadly techniques like Muay Thai's clinching and elbow strikes. Qin Yang suddenly found himself in a desperate situation.
He had learned orthodox techniques, and in his life, he had rarely experienced real combat. Against ordinary opponents, sheer strength would suffice.
But Ding Xu was entirely different from his previous opponents. He was someone who had genuinely experienced life-and-death combat, a professional who mastered deadly techniques that ordinary people would never even encounter.
After just a few exchanges, Qin Yang was kicked in the knee by Ding Xu. He trembled with pain, feeling as though his leg had lost all strength, his nerves completely numb.
At this moment, Ding Xu seized the opportunity. With a downward surge, he unleashed a powerful uppercut towards Qin Yang's chin.
If this blow landed, Qin Yang's jaw would be shattered, resulting in a severe injury.
This scene drew excited shouts from the surrounding crowd, with many of Han Shifei's men yelling, "Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
Meanwhile, Qin Chuan's faction, witnessing their respected Qin Yang on the verge of severe injury and bloodshed, stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with despair.
Inside the car, Qin Chuan, who had clearly seen the entire fight unfold, no longer maintained his previous composure. His hands were clenched tightly around his thighs, his eyes bloodshot with tension.
He had never expected his always victorious elder brother to be defeated so quickly this time.
Almost as soon as the man named Ding Xu changed his fighting style, Qin Yang was rendered defenseless, constantly on the back foot.