Urban Martial Saint

Chapter 1820 - 1820: Desperate Struggle

"Peng, peng, peng, peng your mother's leg!" Sulon cursed angrily, kicking Ye Qing again, and shouted, "Shut the fuck up, you old bastard! Your fingers may not be worth anything. But if you really want to make trouble, I can help you take them off!"Ye Qing furrowed his brow tightly, the killing intent in his heart reaching its peak. Yet, he just didn't have the strength to deal with these little punks.

"Get the fuck out of here!" A member of the Street Racing Gang pushed Ye Qing aside, grabbed the big girl by the arm, and lifted her up, laughing loudly, "Come, come, come, let me chop off a finger first. Damn it, Young Master Ou beat someone at the track the other day, and his prestige was ruined. Today, I'll take a finger over there and see who's really more badass!"

"Then why bother with fingers? Just chop off a hand, wouldn't that do?" someone laughed.

"You know jack shit, these kids are Long's ATMs. Chopping off fingers is just to teach them a lesson, cut off a hand and Long loses a moneymaker, doesn't he?"

"Hahaha..."

Amidst the crowd's ridicule, Sulon raised the dagger, aiming at the big girl's finger. From the way he looked, he was really about to cut it off.

The big girl was crying in terror, while the big boy kept pleading, but it was all to no avail.

"Don't touch them!" Ye Qing shouted furiously, if at this moment he had the strength, he would definitely rush up and tear these people to shreds!

"You say don't touch them, I'll do it just to spite you!" Sulon shouted, about to slash with the dagger. At that moment, the big boy who had been kneeling suddenly jumped up, rushed fiercely, and headbutted Sulon out of the way. This changed the situation, saving the big girl's finger.

And at that moment, the big girl was already scared stiff, her facial expressions twitching, completely unaware of what had happened.

"******, you dare to hit me!" Sulon roared, getting up and grabbing the big boy by the collar, lifting him to his face, angrily saying, "Seems I've been too kind to you. Damn it, if I don't chop you up today, you'll never know how badass I am!"

Sulon waved the dagger furiously, and at this tense moment, the little girl suddenly ran over, still holding a huge bundle of money in her arms. She ran up to Sulon, tugged at his pant leg, placing all the money on the ground, pleadingly looking at Sulon.

"Yo?" The eyes of the Street Racing Gang suddenly lit up, there was quite a bit of money on the ground, a heap of it, albeit mostly five and ten yuan notes. But when combined, it probably amounted to several thousand, maybe even over ten thousand.

"This...this..." Sulon's eyes were fixed too, he never imagined the little girl could bring out so much money.

On the other hand, the big boy's face changed instantly. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the concrete pipe behind the shack, that concrete pipe was where they hid their money, this money was what they saved every day, fifty yuan at a time, for the little girl's treatment.

And as the big boy expected, the concrete pipe had already been opened by the little girl, and the money was what had been stored inside.

The little girl piled all the money beside Sulon's feet, pleading toward him, clearly trying to beg Sulon not to hurt the big boy.

Sulon, who was originally furious, saw the money and suddenly his anger disappeared. He bent over excitedly to look at the money, saying, "Didn't expect, didn't expect, really didn't expect. You little beggars actually hid so much money. ****, every week one hundred and fifty yuan wasn't enough, turns out you've been stashing this money away privately. Hahaha, good, good, good! I've been thinking about getting two new tires, this money is just enough. Wonderful, wonderful!"

Sulon shouted excitedly, reaching out to grab the pile of money. At this moment, the big boy suddenly rushed over, pushed him away, and bent over to hug all the money.

Sulon was squatting on the ground, and was sent rolling by the big boy's push. This time, Sulon was enraged again, he jumped up and roared, "You ******, I was actually going to let you off, but you're looking for death yourself. Well then, today I'm sending you to the Western Heavens!"

Sulon roared madly, swinging the dagger as he charged. Facing Sulon's aggressive approach, the big boy showed no intention of dodging, instead glaring at Sulon, his eyes full of bloodlust, fists clenched tightly, mouth emitting rough breathing noises, like an enraged beast. At this moment, he didn't back down, determined to protect the money with his life, and preserve the hope of his sister's survival!

"Move out of the way, move out of the way!" Ye Qing shouted anxiously from the side, "Don't bother with the money, move quickly, or he'll kill you. Money can be earned again if lost, I can help cure your sister's illness, don't risk your life for this money!"

The big boy either didn't understand Ye Qing's words, or simply ignored them. He bent over, growling softly, and when Sulon was almost upon him, he suddenly lunged forward, frantically clawing at Sulon.

"Get lost!" Sulon grasped the dagger and swung it fiercely. Ye Qing saw clearly, this slash directly across the big boy's face, instantly leaving a bloody mark from chin to forehead, a clear bloodstain dividing the face into two sides. This slash might not cause severe injury to the big boy, but the scar would last a lifetime!

The big boy, instead of retreating after being slashed, lunged forward and grabbed Sulon's neck directly. Sulon tried to struggle, but the big boy opened his mouth and bit into his neck.

"Ah!" Sulon screamed miserably, immediately reaching to pull the big boy. But at this moment, the big boy went crazy; no matter how Sulon beat or pulled, the boy never let go, desperately biting into Sulon's neck.

"Help! Help!" Sulon shouted urgently, finally waking the other Street Racing Gang members to rush up for assistance. At the same time, barking rang out as the mutt, somehow awakened, charged forward and bit one gang member's ankle.

"Ah!" The gang member also screamed miserably, shaking multiple times before managing to throw the mutt away. However, the mutt was also frenzied; seeing its young master bullied, it rolled and climbed up. Despite unsteady front legs, it charged again and bit another gang member.

Realizing the situation couldn't be changed, Ye Qing grabbed a stone with his right hand, propelled forward in his wheelchair, and while the gang was occupied, smashed the stone onto one gang member's knee.

That gang member screamed miserably, clutching his knee and collapsing. Without a word, Ye Qing grabbed the stone and relentlessly struck the gang member's head, leaving him covered in blood. Meanwhile, two others kicked relentlessly, but Ye Qing held firm. In fights like this, with active opponents and a crowd, seizing one and beating them to death is key.

The gang member Ye Qing attacked was left near death, Sulon had a chunk bitten off his neck, and two other gang members were bitten by the mutt. Despite seeming arrogant, these gang members were just trash. Faced with such chaos, they panicked, fled with injuries, some leaving their motorcycles behind, fleeing pitifully.

The big boy slowly stood up, smiling as he saw the gang fleeing. Spitting out the chunk of meat he'd bitten off, he spat blood, turned, and collected all the money off the ground.

The mutt, battered further during the melee, was now heavily injured. Still, it managed to stand, barking constantly; this was now its only way to protect its young master.

Ye Qing sat with the stone beside him, surveying the chaotic scene, feeling helpless without power for the first time. Without power, survival rights are lost. This was Ye Qing's first urge to gain strength—only then could he protect those he wished to shield!

After a moment's silence, Ye Qing turned to look at the boy, inadvertently spotting a phone on the distant ground, likely dropped during the street racers' chaos.

Seeing this phone, Ye Qing instantly perked up!

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The street racers fled the junkyard area, full of anger.

"****, those bastards dared to resist!" A gang member cursed limping, "I'll definitely regain this ground!"

"And that dog, ****, dare bite me, I'm gonna stew it!"

"That guy too, needs to be killed. One can't leave any of them!"

The brothers argued fiercely, Sulon furrowed his brow silently, full of resentment, never having suffered like this.

"Long, what do you say about this?" A street racer couldn't help but ask.

Sulon surveyed the group, paused, then said, "Find Hu; this area belongs to Hu—let Hu deal with them!"

The group exchanged glances; one nodded, "Yes, yes, find Hu. Hu's efficient, and his methods are strong. He surely makes those bastards regret living!"

With a target set, they hurried to the county to find Hu.

Hu, an idler, led the gang. Hearing the affair, he immediately jumped, "****, beggars want to overthrow the world? Come, I'll personally check it out!"