"Husband, be careful," Xia Yuqing exclaimed as she realized the situation and saw the crowd once again attacking Song Qiao. She was afraid her husband was outnumbered.
"Kid, how dare you hit me?" Zhang Sheng, having been publicly slapped, had lost all reason and was furious. He immediately took out his phone and called Xia Haibin for help. Upon hearing about the situation, Xia Haibin became enraged and immediately promised to bring people over without even asking for details.
"Song Qiao, let's go. We shouldn't stay here," Xia Yuqing said, her face pale, wanting to drag her husband away from this dangerous place.
"Hmph, want to leave?" Zhang Sheng clapped his hands again. "Everyone, come out! Today, I'll use sheer numbers to kill you, you bastard!"
In the next second, in addition to the original twenty to thirty people, over a dozen more appeared from nowhere. They were all masked in black, and at a glance, they appeared to be martial arts experts.
Song Qiao frowned as he saw Zhang Sheng's seemingly endless supply of men. He wondered why Zhang Sheng, who only guarded a small beach, would employ so many thugs. In this remote area, who would usually cause trouble? Even Liu Dong's bar didn't have this many people. There had to be many unspeakable secrets here.
"Brothers, attack! Kill this kid and capture his wife!" Zhang Sheng was confident of victory and waved his hand, sending his subordinates charging at Song Qiao.
"Stay close behind me, and don't try to be a hero," Song Qiao said, pulling Xia Yuqing with one hand. He stomped his foot, and like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, in just a few minutes, more than half of Zhang Sheng's men were down. Many had their joints dislocated and were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
"Are you human or ghost?" Zhang Sheng looked at Song Qiao, whose eyes were now bloodshot, and a chill ran down his spine. He realized he might have indeed kicked an iron plate this time.
Just then, a girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old ran out from somewhere. She was covered in wounds, her clothes barely covering her body, and her eyes were filled with fear and panic. She desperately rushed to Song Qiao and knelt down with a thud, kowtowing and begging, "Save me, please save us."
Song Qiao's heart jolted. He quickly rushed forward to help the girl up. Xia Yuqing, with quick hands, immediately took off her jacket and draped it over the girl.
"Damn it, how did you get out?" Zhang Sheng's face changed instantly, and he lunged towards the girl. He had been so focused on bringing out his men to deal with Song Qiao that he had forgotten about the other girls. If they escaped, Xia Haibin would likely deal with him first.
"You're looking for death." Song Qiao snorted and kicked Zhang Sheng, sending him flying a considerable distance. He then turned to the girl and asked gently, "Don't be afraid. Tell me what happened?"
"I, we were kidnapped and brought here, and have been imprisoned by Zhang Sheng," the girl said. "I heard that behind him are two people named Zheng Kehao and Xia Haibin. These two often come here to pick girls..." She trailed off, her face flushing red. "Please, please save us."
"Bastard!" Song Qiao's face turned ashen. He kicked a fallen thug lying nearby, sending him flying. "These heartless wretches, to do such inhuman things!" For the first time since his rebirth, he was so enraged that he seemed to have lost all reason. He grabbed Zhang Sheng from the ground and beat him mercilessly.
"Don't be scared, don't be scared. Where are the rest of you? We'll take you out of here," Xia Yuqing comforted the girl, feeling a pang of sympathy for this child who was about the same age as her younger sister. "Song Qiao, don't waste any more time here. Let's take these people and leave quickly. Otherwise, when Xia Haibin and his men arrive, it will be truly troublesome," Xia Yuqing urged, seeing Song Qiao still beating Zhang Sheng.
"Alright," Song Qiao said, his anger subsiding somewhat. He wiped the blood from his fists and was about to move when over a dozen vans roared into the area. A Range Rover led the convoy. Xia Haibin and Zheng Kehao were in that car.
As soon as the two men got out, dozens of people behind them surrounded Song Qiao and the two women. Xia Haibin gasped as he looked at the scattered bodies of his thugs on the ground. "Zhang Sheng! With so many men, you couldn't beat one young brat? Have you been living like a dog?"
However, Zhang Sheng did not respond. He had already been beaten into a coma by Song Qiao and was on the verge of death.
"Xia Haibin, you animal. To do such a heinous thing, I'm truly ashamed for your Xia family," Song Qiao said. As soon as he was surrounded, he knew today's matter could not be resolved peacefully. Xia Haibin and his associates, engaged in such illicit activities, would likely choose to silence all witnesses. This battle was destined to be fierce.
"Song Qiao?" Hearing the name, Xia Haibin, who was in a rage, froze. "Who is it? So it's you, you bastard! How dare you come to my territory and cause trouble?" He sneered, his heart filled with joy. Since this person had to die today, and it was Song Qiao, it was an opportunity to avenge past humiliations.
"I ask you, did you have your subordinates kidnap these girls here?" Song Qiao ignored him and retorted.
"Yes? It was me. What can you do if you found out?" Xia Haibin said with a smug laugh. "You'll take this secret to your coffin today." His arrogant demeanor made the girl, who had just calmed down, tense up again.
"Insolent!" Song Qiao could no longer suppress his anger. He roared and his body moved like a phantom,绕过 the men who were closing in on him, instantly appearing in front of Xia Haibin.
*Slap!* With all his might, he slapped Xia Haibin across the face. "You heartless beast, to commit such a wicked act as kidnapping girls. Today, I must teach you a lesson on behalf of heaven!"