Behind Wei Shao stood a group of fifty thugs, led by a scar-faced man who looked presentable.
The scar-faced man shoved Wei Shao's head aside, which had been blocking his view. "Get out of my way. Tell me, who's got the guts to mess with someone under my sworn brother's protection?"
Tian Jinwang had seen too many of Ming Zhitian's tricks. He had instantly killed Tian Wu realm bodyguards, let alone these gang thugs. Shaking his head, he tried to retreat in embarrassment.
"Did I say you could leave?" Ming Zhitian smiled slightly.
"What?!"
Brother Gou and his dozens of men were stunned. He dared to ignore Brother Gou?
Tian Jinwang trembled, his face stiff, and he twisted his neck to turn back. "Bro, hehe, spare... spare my life."
Brother Gou was enraged. "Kid, are you ignoring me?"
Ming Zhitian ignored him and asked Tian Jinwang, "How much is your life worth?"
Tian Jinwang knelt down. "Spare my life, bro... I have no money. I can... I can write an IOU. A pen, does anyone have a pen? I'll write an IOU."
Brother Gou kicked him aside from behind. "Get lost."
Tian Jinwang fell face-first like a dog. Brother Gou picked up his cleaver and pointed it at Ming Zhitian. "Was it you, kid? You dared to lay hands on my people."
Wei Shao pointed at Ming Zhitian. "It was him! Brother Gou, get revenge for me. He's also calling you a coward behind your back!"
"What? Brothers, hack him into mince meat!" Brother Gou roared.
The fifty-odd men shouted, "Kill them!..."
Ming Zhitian shook his head helplessly. It was the same move again. He stepped on the sand, kicking up a shower of it. With a flick of his foot, the sand particles shot out like bullets, felling all fifty men. Their weapons clattered to the ground.
Ming Zhitian gave a cold smile. "Dog? How do you want to die?"
Brother Gou's legs went weak with fear. He knew this was the work of a martial artist. He knelt. "Spare... spare my life! Big brother... no, sir, spare my life."
Wei Shao also knelt. He was broken. He had just made threats.
Ming Zhitian said coldly, "I asked how you wanted to die? Spare your life? Are you worthy?"
Young Master Feng suddenly burst into laughter. "Ming Zhitian! You're dead today!"
At this moment, a burly man and a bald man, accompanied by about a hundred people, were rushing towards them.
Young Master Feng quickly went to greet them. "Brother Hu! Brother Scorpion! You're finally here. Hurry, capture that kid. I'll kill him myself and give you twenty million!"
Brother Hu grinned. "Leave it to me."
When Brother Hu saw Brother Gou kneeling on the ground surrounded by bloody figures, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Gou, the leader of the Evil Dog Gang, why are you in such a sorry state?"
Brother Gou saw Brother Hu and quickly stood up, trying to get behind him. "Brother Hu, save me!"
Ming Zhitian's gaze was sharp. "Did I tell you to get up?"
"Swish~"
"Ah!..."
Ming Zhitian casually grabbed a handful of sand, which embedded itself into Brother Gou's backside. He writhed on the ground in pain, screaming to the heavens.
Brother Hu and Brother Scorpion recognized Ming Zhitian and quickly approached him respectfully. They said cordially, "Mr. Ming, what are you doing here?"
"What?!"
Young Master Feng stumbled and fell to the ground.
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Hu Zi, Scorpion, nothing much. I brought a friend to play here. I didn't expect some brats to come and cause trouble, so I taught them a lesson."
Brother Hu was furious. He turned to Young Master Feng and the others. "Which of you blind fools dares to provoke my Evil Dragon Gang's boss? Are you tired of living?!"