Gorgeous Female Tenants

"Step aside and watch my performance!" Xu Xiangbei said, pushing Hu Qingyu to the side.

"Are you sure you can handle this?" Hu Qingyu’s beautiful eyes held a look of concern. Just by looking at those burly men, she could tell they were no ordinary people; the mere aura they exuded was suffocating.

"Can’t a man claim he can?" Xu Xiangbei jested, secretly on guard, as he walked towards the five big men.

"At this point, you still can’t be serious. You deserve to get beaten up, and if you’re beaten to death, I won’t care. When you end up crippled, I won’t be paying your medical bills or taking care of you." Hu Qingyu glared at him fiercely, stepping to the side.

"How could I become crippled? I’ve always been the one crippling others. Besides, if I become crippled, wouldn’t you end up as a widow?" As Xu Xiangbei approached, the five big men encircled him. Despite his nonchalant facade, every nerve in his head was tense, channeling True Qi throughout his body—still like a deer, swift like a rabbit.

Hu Qingyu watched him with nothing but worry, unable to banter anymore, her phone in hand, with 110 dialed, ready to call the police at any moment.

The five big men immediately surrounded Xu Xiangbei, their provocative and sharp gazes fixed on him.

A man with a scarred face looked at Xu Xiangbei, with contempt in his eyes: "Kid, should we make the first move, or will you? If you do it yourself, it’s just broken arms and legs. But if we do it, it won’t be that simple!"

Xu Xiangbei, unconcerned, smiled and said, "Those words are just what I wanted to say. Will you make the first move, or should I? Oh well, doing it myself ensures it’s done right. Why don’t you kneel down yourselves?"

The scar-faced man’s expression instantly turned extremely grim, as if he had eaten a fly.

"Second brother, show him our strength, and he’ll know what true despair is." He pointed to a dark-skinned man with a cunning smile on his left.

"Got it, big brother," the man called the second brother said with a smile, looking at Xu Xiangbei as if eyeing prey about to fall, a cat-and-mouse grin on his face.

"Kid, I’ve seen many like you in the United States of West Africa, all tough at first, but do you know what happened to them in the end?" His voice sounded as if it came from Hell.

"Oh, what happened? I’m quite curious about their fate," Xu Xiangbei looked at the second brother, his gaze carrying a hint of provocation.

"In the end, they all cried for their fathers and mothers, begging for mercy. The lucky ones ended up permanently disabled; the unlucky ones, well..."

"Oh, but unlike you, I have a very soft heart. If you end up crying for mercy in front of me, I might just graciously let you go!" Xu Xiangbei said earnestly.

"Kid, you’re courting death!" The second brother was furious, feeling insulted. His originally dark face turned red with anger, looking somewhat comical.

"This kid is doomed. Second brother’s starting to get angry."

"Pray he doesn’t die too miserably!"

"Yes, I remember last time a kid provoked him like this, and in the end..."

"Yeah, that scene is still fresh in my memory." Aside from the scar-faced man, the other men began to chatter, looking at Xu Xiangbei with eyes full of pity as if they had already seen his tragic end.

"Alright, second brother, hurry up! But don’t get complacent; this kid is not ordinary." The scar-faced man, seeing Xu Xiangbei’s calm demeanor, suddenly had a bad feeling. Normally, someone facing such a scene couldn’t remain so composed, except for two types of people: fools or those with great confidence in their skills.

Clearly, Xu Xiangbei wasn’t a fool, so he must have immense confidence in his skills. However, thinking of second brother’s abilities, he calmed down, having developed a demeanor unflappable even in the face of a collapsing Mount Tai after all these years in dangerous situations.

"Got it, big brother, but don’t worry!" As soon as second brother finished speaking, his hands formed into eagle claws, instantly grabbing towards Xu Xiangbei at a speed too fast for others to follow, merely leaving behind illusions.

At that moment, in everyone’s eyes, the second brother was like an eagle, swift and agile, with a sense of diving from the sky so intense it could be felt from afar. It seemed like one could perish under those claws at any moment.

"Second brother’s eagle claw hand is getting more proficient."

"Yeah, I definitely couldn’t dodge that move."

"I might barely dodge it but would still get hurt." Watching second brother’s skills, the other bodyguards were amazed, imagining the sight of Xu Xiangbei falling unconscious in the next second.

Xu Xiangbei remained unchanged in expression, suddenly sidestepped, dodging easily.

"How is that possible?" A bodyguard shouted in shock.

"Maybe he just got lucky."

The scar-faced man’s expression grew more severe. Without needing to say more, just from this move, he could sense Xu Xiangbei’s skills were extraordinary.

He yelled, "Second brother, finish this quickly!"

Second brother said nothing, continuing his assault on Xu Xiangbei. The two exchanged blows in mid-air, the air cracking with noise. Except for a few bodyguards, others could hardly see their fight, only witnessing blurry shadows.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down second brother’s forehead. The more he fought, the more alarmed he became. Although it seemed like they were evenly matched, sometimes he even had the upper hand, yet he was the one attacking, while Xu Xiangbei was defending.

Ten attacks are not as good as one defense. Defense is much harder than attack. But Xu Xiangbei’s defense was flawless, leaving him without any openings.

Determined, he changed his tactics, resembling an eagle soaring through the sky, with a strong push of his legs, breaking the floor tiles, hands and feet combining in an onslaught like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

Xu Xiangbei maintained an air of calm ease amidst the ferocious attacks, yet he was somewhat surprised at the formidable skills of this second brother. Observing his moves closely, it was evident his martial arts skills weren’t learned in the military, suggesting he had trained under some sect.

"Now it’s my turn," Xu Xiangbei saw through his opponent’s moves and tactics, changing his stance from defense to offense, attacking the second brother like a lion awakened.

At this moment, the second brother was getting beaten back step by step, feeling utterly distressed, as if a floating duckweed in a storm, about to be obliterated. His hands and feet ached intensely from being battered, wanting to concede, but he swallowed the words. Even though he channeled all his Inner Strength throughout his body, he still couldn’t overcome Xu Xiangbei.

"Bang..."

With a loud crash, the second brother was sent flying by Xu Xiangbei, soaring over ten meters away, crashing to the ground, toppling the sofa.

He then spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning purple.

The other bodyguards, shocked, quickly regained composure and went to help the second brother up.

"Second brother, how are you?" The scar-faced man was the first to regain calm, asking anxiously.

"I lost, suffered internal injuries, but nothing too serious. Just a month’s rest will do," second brother replied somewhat dejectedly.

"As long as you’re okay." The scar-faced man gently patted his back.

The other bodyguards, eyes filled with anger, glared at Xu Xiangbei, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.