512: Is this a movie shoot? Your Sister Wang is back!

Catching a glimpse of the four men rushing toward him, Ye Su’s movements were as agile as a top-tier MMA fighter. Without even turning around, he kicked his right leg straight back with lightning speed, striking one of them in the abdomen.

Knowing his current physical fitness was far beyond that of an average person, and fearing that a full-strength kick might cause serious injury or even death, Ye Su didn't dare use too much force.

Even so, the man who took Ye Su's kick felt as if he had been struck by a motorcycle traveling at dozens of kilometers per hour. He tumbled backward two or three meters, then curled up and wailed like a shrimp tossed into boiling water.

Ye Su ignored the result of that kick. He retracted his right leg and turned around in one smooth motion, his right hand easily parrying the punch thrown by the third man.

Immediately following up with a liver punch to the opponent's right ribs, he waited for the pain to paralyze the man before hooking his left foot behind the man's leg and giving him a powerful shove with his right hand. The man was sent flying, crashing into his companion who was rushing up from behind.

In the blink of an eye, he had easily taken down three of them. Ye Su then noticed a dark shadow rapidly enlarging in his vision.

Instinctively ducking and swaying his head, he performed a standard Tyson-style pendulum dodge. The fist grazed past, nearly touching Ye Su's hair.

Since the punch missed, it was naturally Ye Su's turn.

A seemingly light right hook landed squarely on the man's left cheek, instantly making him see stars as he staggered to the side in a daze.

By the time the man who had been hit by his own companion managed to set his friend down on the ground, he realized that everyone except himself had been incapacitated.

You've got to be kidding me!

Seeing this scene, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

From the moment the first companion stepped forward to grab the phone to the point where he hadn't even clearly seen what happened before four of them were on the ground—only a few seconds had passed!

What is this? Filming a movie?!

Even if it were a movie, it should be filmed slower so that he, the audience, could see it clearly!

Snapping out of the shock of seeing four companions instantly taken down by a young kid, the sole survivor felt cold sweat drenching his back, and his legs began to tremble slightly.

At this moment, any thought of "borrowing money from Xingchao Garment Factory" was thrown to the back of his mind. He wanted to abandon his companions and leave the factory immediately.

But he knew in his heart that if he actually did that, he could forget about ever showing his face in his circles again.

There was only one path left for him: to end up with the same fate as his four companions. Only then would this situation be justifiable.

"Damn it!"

The man cursed with a look of despair, then charged at Ye Su with the momentum of someone prepared to die.

"Oh? You still dare to make a move?"

When they were cursing earlier—specifically cursing his grandmother—all five of them had participated. Ye Su naturally intended to teach all five a lesson and had no plan to let anyone off.

Now that the man was charging forward, it saved Ye Su the trouble of chasing him out the door.

Squatting down, Ye Su easily dodged the man's wild punch. He then hooked his right hand around the man's abdomen, circled behind him while moving forward, and lifted him up by the waist with both hands.

He originally wanted to perform a suplex to slam him onto the ground, but he was afraid of the man hitting the back of his head and dying instantly. Thus, Ye Su abandoned the suplex and instead used the combined strength of his waist, shoulders, and arms to flip the man backward as he lifted him.

"Ah!"

Faced with absolute physical dominance, the man didn't have an ounce of strength to resist. With a strange cry and Ye Su's help, he completed a 270-degree mid-air flip and slammed face-first onto the concrete floor.

"Argh!"

Upon landing, his nose hit the floor first. As it began to bleed, a sharp, stinging pain shot to his eyes, making tears burst out from the agony.

In just a few blinks, five grown men had been easily taken down by Ye Su. This scene left Ye Jianguo dumbfounded; he had reached out his right hand to pull Ye Su back, but now he forgot to even retract it.

The employees in the workshop also witnessed their young master's heroic display of taking on five men and nearly instakilling them. Each one of them stared with wide eyes in disbelief, whispering among themselves:

"Wow! That was incredible!"

"I didn't even see what happened before those five were beaten down!"

"He's even better than Jackie Chan!"

"I heard the boss's son goes to school in Yangcheng. Could he have learned some Kung Fu there?"

While the employees whispered, several middle-aged male workers operating equipment at the far end of the workshop quickened their pace and jogged over to Ye Jianguo's side.

"Boss, what happened?"

"It's nothing. These guys just came to cause trouble at the factory."

Only after an employee called out to him did Ye Jianguo snap back to his senses. After replying to the employee, he hurried over to Ye Su's side.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Su smiled easily. "I'm fine."

Worried that Ye Su might be injured, Ye Jianguo anxiously checked him over, turning him side to side. Only after confirming Ye Su was unharmed did he let out a long sigh of relief, then immediately began to scold him:

"How could you just start a fight like that? What if they had hurt you? Your mother would be worried sick if she found out!"

Seeing the worried expression on Ye Jianguo's face, Ye Su scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"I didn't want to fight either, but they were about to hit you. What else could I do?"

"Sigh..."

Knowing that Ye Su had only fought those five because he was afraid his father would get hurt, Ye Jianguo couldn't bring himself to say anything more reproachful. He could only let out a helpless sigh.

Then, Ye Jianguo frowned and scrutinized Ye Su from head to toe.

"What was that just now? You're so skilled at fighting. Did you fight like this with people at school too?"

Ye Jianguo had been young once and had his share of "street stories."

That was why he knew exactly how difficult it was for Ye Su to effortlessly take down five grown men while remaining completely unscathed.

What surprised Ye Jianguo even more was that each of the five men had only been hit once or twice by Ye Su before they were on the ground crying for their parents.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and had instead come across such a video online, Ye Jianguo would have suspected that the six of them were acting out a scripted scene to post online for hype before starting a livestream to sell products.

"I definitely didn't fight with my classmates at school!" Ye Su hurriedly waved his hands to defend himself.

"If I were fighting at school, the counselor would have called home a long time ago."

Knowing that Ye Jianguo was suspicious of how his skills became so formidable, Ye Su made up a random excuse.

"Haven't I loved watching action movies with Jackie Chan and Donnie Yen since I was a kid? After watching for so long, I was bound to learn a thing or two, right?"

Ye Su then pointed at the five men who were struggling to get up.

"Besides, they look tough but are actually just putting on an act. I only punched them once, and they're already lying on the ground playing dead."

The five men who were getting up heard Ye Su's words, and their expressions became even uglier than when they had been hit.

God damn it!

What do you mean 'only punched once'?!

Don't you have any idea how heavy your punch was?!