266: Chapter 266 Four useless trash, come at me all at once!

Looking at the completely blocked alley entrance, four burly men holding steel pipes stood at the dimly lit edge, blocking all their retreats.

Li Qiang, who had been stumbling while walking just a moment ago, was now very agile; he trotted all the way to stand behind those thugs.

Li Yan understood everything now.

There was no such thing as a landlord in an Urban Village withholding an ID card; this was a complete trap from start to finish.

Li Qiang, desperate from being pressured by loan sharks outside, had joined forces with these debt-collecting thugs to act out this "bitter meat" ruse today.

He had sold out his own biological sister.

"Li Qiang, what on earth are you doing?"

Li Yan's face was pale, and her eyes were filled with despair as she questioned Li Qiang.

Li Qiang shrunk his neck, poking half his head out from behind Scarface, and said righteously, "Sister, I'm sorry, I really had no choice. If I don't pay back the money, they're going to chop off my hand today. You're a university teacher with a high salary and you know many people, so just help me pay it back."

"I am your own sister, and you used this method to trick me into coming here?"

Li Yan felt a surge of anger, and tears welled up. She never imagined her brother could be twisted to such an extent; looking at that familiar yet strange face, she only felt the reality before her was outrageously absurd.

"Sister, I'm in trouble, you can't just ignore me,"

Li Qiang said to Li Yan.

"Over seven hundred thousand—you can always scrape it together by borrowing at school. If that really doesn't work, they said you could do some other things for them to pay off the debt. This is a life-and-death matter for me; you can't just watch me die."

"You beast."

Li Yan's heart was completely chilled.

"Hahaha, Qiang-zi, what you did today was actually quite reliable. You didn't lie; your sister’s looks are indeed top-tier."

A burly bald man with a scar on his face stepped forward. Holding a steel pipe, he sized up Li Yan with a wanton gaze.

"A university teacher is different indeed—good looks and an excellent temperament. This kind of high-quality goods is indeed worth some money."

Scarface laughed and pointed the steel pipe toward Li Yan. "Teacher Li, right? Your parents plus this useless brother of yours owe us over seven hundred thousand in total, including interest. Since those two old ones are both squatting inside, and this young one is a useless piece of trash who can't produce any money... a child paying a father's debt is only natural. We can only come looking for you."

Scarface took a step closer, his eyes full of malice: "Today, either you produce the money on the spot, or you obediently come with us brothers. We'll help you think of a way to pay back the money."

"Hahahahaha!"

The surrounding burly men all burst into wild laughter. In their eyes, the woman before them was already a turtle in a jar; they could take her back tonight and have some fun.

Li Yan's face was deathly pale, her back against the red brick wall of the alley.

In such a remote place, facing four burly men with weapons, she had no room for resistance. She looked around; both sides of the alley were high walls with nowhere to climb.

Just as the two thugs were laughing and holding baseball bats, preparing to step forward and grab Li Yan...

Zhao Yang, who had been standing by the side with his hands in his trench coat pockets like an invisible person, took a step forward.

He naturally blocked the front of Li Yan, protecting her behind his back.

"You seem to have forgotten there's another person here?"

A hint of mockery flashed across the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth.

He had just watched a great show from beginning to end. He saw Li Qiang's despicableness and the greed of this loan shark gang very clearly.

He was in a relaxed mood. When the nanobots were released, they had already investigated the body data and personal belongings of these four thugs.

They didn't have any other thermal weapons on them—no guns.

Since there were no guns, things were too simple; it was child's play.

Scarface was stunned for a moment, only then noticing a young man standing nearby. He had been too busy staring at Li Yan just now. This kid hadn't made a sound the whole way, and his presence was so low that they just assumed he was some ordinary student Li Yan brought along.

"Yo? Where'd this greenhorn come from? Trying to be a hero saving the beauty?"

Scarface pointed the steel pipe at Zhao Yang's nose, his face full of disdain. "Pretty boy, you want to mind other people's business before your hair is even fully grown? Get lost right now. Otherwise, I'll cripple you along with them, break your legs, and throw you onto the street."

Facing the steel pipe pointed at the tip of his nose, Zhao Yang didn't even blink.

With his physique as high as 26, plus the Eight Extremes Fist, Tai Chi, and Boxing Mastery obtained from the system, combined with the Dynamic Visual Capture ability of Eagle Eye...

The pre-movement of these thugs' muscles was very obvious. In Zhao Yang's eyes, their movements were as slow and laughable as a crawling insect.

"I'll only say it once."

Zhao Yang's tone was flat as he looked at the thugs and spoke.

"Go to the police station and turn yourselves in now, and I won't lift a finger."

The thugs acted as if they had heard the joke of the century, looked at each other, and laughed wildly again.

"Kid, is there water in your brain? You want us to turn ourselves in?" Scarface tapped the nearby wall with his steel pipe. "Crawl through our crotches now, and we might let you off. Otherwise, I'll let you see some blood today and show you why the flowers are so red."

Li Yan, standing nearby, had a look of terror on her face. She pulled at Zhao Yang's sleeve, urging him to leave.

"Zhao Yang, hurry and leave. This is my own business; you shouldn't be dragged into it. There are many of them and they have weapons; you can't beat them. Run quickly and call the police outside."

Li Yan's voice was pleading.

Zhao Yang waved his hand, breaking free from Li Yan's grasp.

He said indifferently to the thugs.

"Four useless scums, come at me together."

Scarface's eyes turned fierce: "Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Beat him!"

The four thugs rushed toward Zhao Yang with their clubs. The one in the lead swung a baseball bat, smashing it directly toward Zhao Yang's shoulder.

Zhao Yang reacted extremely fast, his physical fitness being exceptionally strong.

He slightly turned his body, dodging the trajectory of the baseball bat. At the same time, his right foot stepped forward half a step, cutting into the opponent's centerline. The Eight Extremes Fist he performed was powerful and heavy; an Iron Mountain Lean slammed solidly into the thug's chest.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of cracking bones, the thug was sent flying more than two meters away, falling heavily to the ground, fainting before he could even scream.

Seeing this, the other three put away their contempt and surrounded him from three directions, waving their steel pipes.

Zhao Yang's footwork was agile. The "Four Taels Moves a Thousand Catties" of Tai Chi made all the burly men's attacks hit empty air. He reached out and caught a swinging steel pipe, pulling it along to break the opponent's balance. Immediately after, a precise right straight punch hit the man's chin.

The man rolled his eyes and collapsed limply.

Combined with professional boxing footwork, he moved with ease between the remaining two.

Every attack hit the most fragile physical nodes of the human body.

After several dull thuds, the four burly men who were arrogant just a moment ago were all lying on the alley floor, letting out painful wails, their weapons scattered everywhere. The entire process lasted less than thirty seconds.

Li Qiang and Li Yan were both stunned.

It was just like watching a movie.

Too ridiculous. Four adult burly men with lethal weapons didn't even have the chance to fight back in front of a university student.

Zhao Yang walked over to Li Qiang, looking at this shivering wretch.

"You really are a piece of rotten mud that can't be propped up."

Zhao Yang sneered and cursed him, kicking him against the wall. Li Qiang let out a scream, slid to the ground, and clutched his stomach, not daring to make another sound.

Li Yan stood by, staring blankly at everything, her mind a complete void.

Zhao Yang took out his phone and dialed the police.

"In the Urban Village alley outside the North Gate of Yanlin University, there's an armed robbery and extortion. I've already subdued the suspects. Send someone over to handle it."

After reporting the address and situation, Zhao Yang hung up.

He then gave General Li a call. He was a man who valued efficiency. For a loan shark gang involving organized crime, the procedures at an ordinary police station would be tedious and prone to leaving loose ends. Since he could use the power of the military and high-level officials, he naturally would.