The Third Part of Besieged City Chapter 6 Xiao Yi's Chaotic Battle

  History is always amazingly similar, and the failure of any party's hero is always due to their untimely overconfidence. Although those who gamble with different emotions in the tea shed of Guanhe Park may not be able to leave a name in history, this is no exception.

  If Scarface and his brothers knew that Yi Tianxing was known as the "Invincible East" in the university's card circle, if they knew that Yi Tianxing was the triple champion of poker, mahjong, and Chinese chess in the first university games, if they knew that Yi Tianxing had a pair of piercing eyes, if they knew that Yi Tianxing possessed a memory more wild than the American West... then they might rather compete with the legendary Hard Qigong to test their luck than sit at the card table with this college student from the provincial capital.

  Scarface had two old swindlers at his table apart from himself, the very ones who had cheated the Namu brothers out of 230,000.

  At this time, three people had beads of sweat the size of soybeans on their foreheads, and their faces were somewhat pale.

  "Two million three hundred thousand." Yi Tianxing was also a bit tired, one hundred yuan per round of mahjong, to win two million three hundred thousand in just a few hours, it's not an easy thing to do, and calculating the number of rounds was not his strong point.

  "Either give us money, or we'll continue to play." He picked up the somewhat cooled tea bowl and took a big gulp, the gurgling sound seeming to mock the East City thugs in the teahouse.

  This gamble has been going on since morning until dusk, when the twilight has arrived, and the soft golden light shines on the beautiful bamboo sea in Guanhe Park, like a golden wave with green Artemisia embedded in it, very beautiful.

  "I'm broke." His face turned from earthy to pale white, and then he forced out a ruffian red scar on his cheek, sticking out his neck and shouting. He pushed the black plastic bag containing 700,000 yuan in front of Yi Tianxing: "Today, brothers admit defeat, in a fight, it seems that ten of us are not enough for you to beat, although we didn't really fight. In gambling, we are even less your opponent, little brother."

  He looked at Yitian Xing's face and showed a soft expression: "230 million, I couldn't get it out, brother gave way."

  "Alright." Yi Tianxing gently tapped the mahjong tiles in front of him, "You can't take out that much money, but didn't your little brother sneak out just now to call for help? Why haven't those people outside come in?"

  As soon as the words fell, many men emerged from the dark bamboo forest and surrounded the small teahouse.

  A middle-aged man wearing glasses and a guy with a bandage walked out of the crowd.

  The guy who was tying the bandage took a fright at the sight of Yi Tianxing, and hastily said to the person next to him: "Brother, it was this kid who caused trouble at M Tang last night, he's very skilled."

  Yi Tianxing saw the middle-aged man also laugh and stand up to welcome him, still not forgetting to put the black plastic bag wrapped with 70,000 yuan into his arms, but looking a bit comical.

  "That day in the school hospital when I saw Brother Biao, you weren't wearing glasses yet. How did you become so refined today?"

  Dong Cheng Biao adjusted his glasses and said, "The young masters of the Gu family are all hiding in the provincial capital to study, we who follow the Gu family to eat, naturally also want to learn from this trend."

  "Aren't you going to Hong Kong to see the Big Buddha?"

  "It's hard to meet the Buddha, but it's more suitable to see you."

  Scarface then shrank back and walked to the side of Dong Cheng Biao, opening his mouth to say: "Biao Ge..." Before he could finish speaking, Biao had already slapped him with a loud crack!

  "Remember, when doing things in the future, at least try to understand what kind of person the other party might be." Biaozi smiled and said: "Since you want to take advantage of the students of Provincial City University, how can you not figure out that our young master Gu is also in Provincial City University?"

  The crowd from the east of the city only then realized that the young student who had gambled with them for a whole day was actually the young master of the Dragon Head Gu family, the most powerful family in the provincial capital. They were all stunned.

  Yitianxing smiled and went to the water tap beside the teahouse to wash his hands, wiping himself randomly on his body, saying: "Really didn't expect Big Brother Biao to come in person today."

  Biao Zi stopped three meters away and didn't get any closer, seemingly a bit apprehensive. He smiled and said, "Since Young Master Gu is here, how could I not come?"

  "Twenty-three million?" Yi Tianxing thought tonight would definitely be interesting.

  "It's impossible." Biaozi shook his head.

  "Was it you who set fire to M Tang's place last night?"

  "Not bad," Biaozi replied succinctly.

  "I don't like this approach." Yi Tianxing shook his head, "It will harm innocent people. Do you and I have a personal grudge?"

  "No." Biaozi replied: "This fire was set by someone under me, so it's naturally considered to be set by me. As for why they set it, I don't know and I don't want to know."

  "Stop arguing." Yi Tianxing shrugged his shoulders as he looked at this exceptionally calm middle-aged man, "You can't beat me."

  "You have a lot of guts and courage, no wonder the old master can rest assured to retire in the county town and leave the business in the provincial city to you."

  Yi Tian Xing smiled bitterly.

  "But you did something wrong today."

  "What's wrong?" Yi Tian raised an eyebrow.

  "You shouldn't have come alone, and you shouldn't be so aggressive. This is forcing me to confront the Gu family."

  "What's going on?" Yi Tianxing looked at him with great interest.

  ……

  ……

  The response to Yi Tianxing was a crisp gunshot.

  Yi Tian Xing was easily shot. Because he had never had the awareness that he might get hurt in real society, so when fighting, he always didn't have the concept of defending first. So at this moment, he was firmly shot in the chest by a gun. A force pushed him to sit back on the ground, with a loud noise, scattering the stool, and landing his butt on the wet muddy ground.

  Yi Tian Xing only felt a severe pain in his chest, stretched out his hand to touch it and found it was wet. He lifted up his palm to look at it, and only then did he discover... it was crimson blood!

  "After all, bullets can't stop it."

  The killer's gun was indeed more powerful than the old man's gun back in the day, Yi Tianxing coughed a few times, raised his head with a hint of a smile and gazed at Biaozi: "Kill me, and that means war."

  Biaozi gazed at Yitian Xing with a pitiful look, and one of the gunmen stepped forward, raised his right arm, and aimed the black muzzle at Yitian Xing's forehead. Biaozi said in a cold tone: "Killing you means starting the war."

  "Many people will die in the war." Yi Tianxing coughed several times, looked down at his own chest, and found that the thick cotton-padded jacket had been shot through with a hole. The cotton wool at the edge of the hole was scorched black by the gunfire, looking very disgusting.

  "He suddenly raised his head, and a strange glow flashed in his eyes: 'If you can't kill me, how can you start the war?'"

  Biaozi suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, his face changed, and he hastily ordered: "Kill him!"

  As soon as the words fell, Yi Tianxing's knee cap turned over on the muddy ground and his whole body twisted up in a very strange posture. With a speed that was extremely difficult to discern with the naked eye, he darted forward, and while still in mid-air, his right arm reached out in front of him. By the time he landed, his right arm had already tightly wrapped around the gunman's right arm.

  He grunted and exerted a bit of force, and a series of cracking and popping sounds rang out.

  The gunman let out a blood-curdling scream as his entire right arm was crushed by the overwhelming force, not a single bone intact, and the handgun slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground.

  Yi Tianxing pulled again, and the gunman's body was pulled over like a kite, floating over - with a crash - the two bodies collided, Yi Tianxing remained motionless, while the gunman's upper body seemed to have gone limp, his bones shattered, blood staining the grass.

  "If you want to kill me, be prepared to pay with your life." Yi Tianxing thought coldly and stepped forward towards Biaozi. Meanwhile, the burly men beside him saw that this young man with blood on his chest was still full of energy, and every move he made was incredibly powerful, which filled their hearts with great terror. However, they still charged forward with a fierce howl, their knives flashing like snowflakes as they attacked Yi Tianxing from all sides.

  Yi Tianxing made a swift move to the side, grasping one person's elbow joint. With two fingers exerting force, that person's elbow shattered with a cracking sound. A loud cry of pain filled the air, and Yi Tianxing felt his chest still aching. He didn't hold back his next move, but he did consider the precepts of his cultivation that Brin Bitter Old Monk had taught him earlier. Not wanting to cause too much panic in the world, he refrained from using his Heavenly Fire technique. Instead, he relied on his extremely robust physique and incredibly swift speed to fight these gang members.

  Even so, it was only a few minutes later that a large number of people lay down around the tea pavilion in Guanhe Park, all wailing incessantly, with at least one joint on their body crushed by Yitian Xing's iron finger.

  It's a one-on-one fight against dozens of people, unfortunately there isn't much challenge.

  The struggle between humans and monsters is like ants trying to shake a big tree.

  The people rolling on the ground at this time cast their eyes towards Yi Tianxing, except for shock, there was only shock.

  What incredible agility, what overbearing power, what swift speed... is this human?

  Yi Tianxing expressionlessly swept his gaze around, but didn't see Biaozi's figure. He let out a low grunt, and with a flick of his foot on the tip of the bamboo forest, his body disappeared into the thicket. Under the dense foliage, he ripped open his cotton-padded jacket, only to find a bullet deeply lodged in his chest, much deeper than the old man from Gaoyang County had shot him before. Although not much blood was flowing, it still stained the left side of his chest red.

  Two drops of bright red blood dripped down and stained the cotton-padded jacket, making a hissing sound, it was extremely hot.

  Yi Tianxing used two fingertips to carefully pinch the bullet and pulled it out, looked at it twice before putting it into his own pocket. Only then did he feel a little scared, originally the world's weapons could still cause harm to himself.

  But at this time, he couldn't care less about being afraid, since Dong Cheng Biao wanted to kill him, then he had no reason not to fight back. He didn't provoke trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid of it. In fact, he should be considered a typical example of someone who wasn't afraid of anything, only afraid of trouble. Now that the trouble had come to him, he had to think of a way to solve it, and now it seemed that the key to solving this small problem in the provincial city lay with Biao.

  If this guy can be caught, how can the Gu family and the East City still fight?

  Starting a war is no good, starting a war means people will die, if we start a war I'll have to stay in the company and learn from Zhuge Liang's fan, if we start a war I won't have time to write love letters to Lelai...

  In short, for big or small, reasonable or unreasonable reasons, he must catch Biaozi tonight.

  But at this time, Biaozi had run off somewhere without knowing where he was going.

  The night had fallen, and the soft moonlight shone on the bamboo forest in Guanhe Park. The distant sound of mournful cries echoed through the air, and even farther away, the gentle flow of the Beifeng River could be heard. Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged at the top of a large tree, his left leg dangling lightly from a branch, his right leg sitting under his buttocks, forming an unusual lotus flower shape. His right hand and left hand formed a bridge with his ring fingers and index fingers, and he began to meditate on the Three Flavors Scripture, slowly stirring up the true fire of his body's wheel of destiny. Then, using the abundant true yuan in his body, he subtly extended his divine thoughts, carefully controlling the direction of his search through the Heart Sutra Dharma Gate.

  It wasn't until the moonlight filtered through the sparse branches and shone on his eyelids that he opened his eyes, revealing a strange expression.

  The nights of Provincial Capital University are always quiet with a hint of commotion.

  The men and women walking by the Lotus Pond seemed to be fearless of the cold night weakening their passion, while the lights in several teaching buildings proved that there were always lonely men and women in the corners forgotten by love who were using studying as a way to numb themselves. More places for self-anaesthetization are the small bars outside the campus, video halls, and the sound of playing cards echoing one after another in the dormitory building.

  Young people are always forgetful, or rather, good at forgetting. The tense scene of the east gate this morning has already been thrown to the back of everyone's mind, and what Yitianhang said to those rascals caused a lot of speculation but not much concern, even though he didn't come back all day. Only his classmates in class 247 dormitory gathered together nervously.

  The 12 Tibetan students from Minzu University who triggered this incident were not among them.

  These twelve men with a strong and heroic aura of the plateau were stuck in a quiet place on campus at this time, facing a middle-aged man who was pretending to be calm.

  "What do you want to do?"

  A Tibetan student with poor Mandarin spoke in a somewhat stiff tone: "The person who came to school this morning asking for money, is he your subordinate?"

  The middle-aged man is a fierce child, he just saw Yitian Xing in the Guanhe Park with a terrible scene of broken hands and feet, and quickly slipped away, planning to pass through the school, thinking that this peaceful place would not have any hidden dangers. Unexpectedly... he was blocked by twelve Tibetan young men.

  "Barbarians!" He cursed in his heart, but still wore a broad smile on his face: "Isn't the matter already settled? Why are you blocking me again? Is it a Tibetan custom to bully the minority?"

  "My name is Namu." A Tibetan student stepped forward, "There are twelve of us here, all students from Rikaze who were escorted here. I'm the leader. Before we came, the county head asked me to take care of everyone, and I said that since the twelve of us came to the provincial city together, we will also return home together, all twelve of us."

  "Unfortunately, when I saw so many of you Han people gathered here this morning, I really lost confidence." Namu sighed: "At this time, Yi Tianhang helped us, although we don't know why he helped me, but I, Namu... He emphasized his tone: "I have to repay kindness, I'm worried about him being alone, so in the afternoon at Guanhe Park, I also sneaked away, and everything that happened afterwards was seen by me. You brought many people here, so I came back to find my brothers to help, originally thinking of returning this life to Yi Tianhang would be fine, but unexpectedly this kid somehow managed to scare you into running away."

  Namu smiled, his dark face revealing a hint of determination: "I'm not afraid to die, but I also don't want to die at the hands of people like you. I reckon Yitian Xing must be eager to catch you, so we're lucky to have ambushed you here."

  Biaozi smiled and said: "It turns out that there are indeed cases of being stabbed in the back in this world." Then he raised the handgun in his hand and pointed it at Namu in front of him.

  Namucuo was brave and fierce, but he was also a Tibetan student who had little experience of the world, so for a moment he was at a loss.

  The rest of the Tibetan students, however, did not retreat but instead gathered around.

  With a few swift sounds, twelve gleaming Tibetan knives were drawn from their waists and met with the cold, icy muzzle of a handgun.

  Nam's forehead gradually had some sweat beads, but he still calmly said: "How many bullets do you have? There are twelve people here."

  The city's eastern suburb was shocked, and the students were unexpectedly so fearless of death. Today, he had originally thought that after killing the young master of the Gu family, he would take advantage of the situation to start a war with the Gu family. Who would have thought that the young master of the Gu family would be so overbearing and brave? His heart was already trembling, and now he had encountered twelve fearless Tibetan students, and he secretly cursed heaven for being blind.

  At this time, can't afford to think so much, first escape with life and then talk.

  A crisp gunshot rang out, piercing the night sky of the campus, startling three or four nocturnal birds and frightening five or six couples.

  Ah!

  The screams and shouts rose up one after another, and it was unknown how such a quiet corner could accommodate so many passionate men and women.

  When Yitian Xing rushed here under the cover of night, what he saw was such a chaotic scene and a precarious situation.

  Biaozi naturally couldn't discover his approach, shouting loudly: "I don't believe there's really such a thing as stabbing oneself, come on if you dare." After saying this, he grasped the handgun and slowly walked forward.

  Namu's grip on the Tibetan knife tightened, but his feet didn't know whether to move forward or backward, and his heart was extremely tense. Just then, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and when he looked closely, the Tibetan knife in his hand had vanished without a trace.

  "It's not called inserting a knife between two ribs, it's called overturning the whole thing."

  Yitian Xing finished speaking, and Cheng Dongbiao's miserable cry had just escaped. It wasn't until then that Namu and the other Tibetan students discovered that this Chinese department junior brother had appeared in the scene at some point, and Cheng Dongbiao's hand holding the gun had already been chopped off!

  Yitian Xing coldly looked at Cheng Dongbiao, who was clutching his right wrist on the ground, wiped the blood off the sharp Tibetan knife and handed it to Namu. He turned around and said to the stunned Tibetan youths: "The school's security guards will arrive soon, you'd better leave quickly."

  The Tibetan youths exchanged a glance, nodded to Yi Tianxing, and then left. Before leaving, Namu looked at him sincerely and said: "Yi, you are an awesome person, hope to have the chance to visit our hometown in the future."

  "Alright." Yi Tianxing smiled and nodded in agreement.

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  Yitianxing, holding the right wrist that was still bleeding from the wound, ran through the provincial city in the dark of night, passing through street corners and alleys, sweeping past like a gust of wind in the dark corners, unknowingly walking for a long time, finally throwing him to the ground.

  "I didn't know I could be so cruel either." He looked at Hyō's eyes filled with endless hatred.

  "Don't blame me for being ruthless," Yi Tianxing said, "You shouldn't have set the fire. If you had killed me, I wouldn't have cared. Murder and arson are the two greatest evils in the world. Do you know how many people would have died in M Tang if I hadn't been there yesterday? Cutting off one of your arms will teach you to respect life."

  Biaozi clenched his teeth and endured the pain of his broken hand, his voice hoarse as he said: "How can one person be so formidable?"

  Yi Tian Xing said lightly: "This kind of thing that requires brain power to consider, I've always been too lazy to think about it. I reckon you'll have more opportunities to think about this sort of thing in the future."

  Bo Zi's wrist was in severe pain, and he sucked in a cold breath: "How do you want to deal with me?"

  "There's no one I care about in this whole thing, so you can die for all I care. I won't be taking your life." Yi Tianxing looked at him calmly and said, "I'm not very good at cleaning up after things like this, so I'll get someone else to handle it."

  A strange and eccentric young man and a fallen Jianghu big shot stood silently in a quiet alley of the provincial city.

  After an unknown period of time, several people walked out from the corner, led by Yuan Ye, with solemn expressions on their faces.

  He took a glance at the tiger lying on the ground and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

  "I told you, I'll handle Biaozi's matter myself. Now that I've handled it, the aftermath is your responsibility." Yi Tianxing dropped this sentence and was about to leave.

  Yuan Ye smiled wryly and said, "I was still secretly planning to send someone over, but Young Master, you've brought him right in front of us as if it's a game. It's really quite astonishing."

  "When you have the power, of course, it's about speaking with strength. Schemes and tricks are useless." Yi Tianxing looked at him: "Lu Xun once said that people with power use guns, while those without power use pens. Why don't you let Zhuge Liang and Dian Wei go to a small black room for a one-on-one showdown?"

  "What should I do next?"

  "He owes me 23 million, have him write an IOU and then figure out a way to get the account back." Then handed the 700,000 yuan in his arms to Yuan Ye, "Help me deposit it again, I've been feeling very stifled and depressed lately, so don't bother me."

  Yi Tianxing took another look at Cheng Dongbiao, who was about to faint from pain, and slightly furrowed his brow. This person was actually quite ruthless, intentionally luring him over to the riverbank, deciding to kill him on the spot without hesitation; if he were to play a sinister game, he might even be a good hand.

  Unfortunately, those with power never need to resort to schemes; a single forceful move can resolve ten entanglements, and sufficient brute strength can tear open all knots.

  Unfortunately, Yitian Xing is a very powerful person.