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Li Xiaoyao stood in the room, closed his eyes, and a thought instantly emanated, covering an area of ten miles. Currently, Li Xiaoyao's telepathic range could only cover this distance. Ten miles was already the limit.

Li Xiaoyao didn't know where Tang Tiantian was; he had no choice but to risk using telepathy to search for her location.

On the other hand, Zhang Biao carelessly tossed his phone onto the passenger seat, turned to look at Tang Tiantian struggling to get up in the back seat, and cursed, "Fuck, daring to threaten me, I'll fix you up right now. Let's see what your man can do."

After saying this, Zhang Biao directly climbed towards the back seat, lunging at Tang Tiantian.

...

Li Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, having found Tang Tiantian's location.

Li Xiaoyao opened the room's window, leaped out with a jump, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

In the parking lot outside the nightclub, a glossy black Audi car was gently rocking; men and women walking by merely glanced and turned away.

"Youngsters these days are really full of fire, can't hold back at all."

The passersby shook their heads, not finding the occurrence particularly strange.

Such incidents outside nightclubs were all too common.

Inside the car, Zhang Biao's hands were ripping at Tang Tiantian's dress, Tang Tiantian fighting back with all her might, but he pinned down her hands.

"At this point, still trying to play the innocent, what's there to pretend!" Zhang Biao cursed while reaching for her clothing.

Tang Tiantian's eyes reddened, tears of humiliation running down.

Just as Zhang Biao was about to rip off Tang Tiantian's dress, a sudden sound of shattering glass echoed from behind.

"Smash!"

Zhang Biao was startled; someone had smashed his car window, and shards of broken glass covered him.

Coming to his senses, Zhang Biao immediately turned around and cursed angrily, "Fuck, who the hell smashed my car?"

After swearing, he turned around only to see a familiar face—it was Li Xiaoyao!

Zhang Biao froze for several seconds before he realized what was happening.

Li Xiaoyao descended like a divine weapon, shattering the car window, then merely applying slight force on the car door handle to pull it open.

In his heart, Zhang Biao cursed to himself, damn it, this guy couldn't have been at the nightclub all along, could he? Otherwise, how did he show up here just after I had called him?

Zhang Biao deeply regretted not driving to the riverside earlier.

He didn't know that even if he fled to the riverside, Li Xiaoyao would have appeared all the same.

Li Xiaoyao grabbed Zhang Biao's hair, lifted him out of the car like toting a dead dog, and casually threw him to the ground.

A crowd had gathered around, all there to watch the excitement.

They had seen many cases of men fooling around with women, but a woman's rescuer breaking the car window was truly a first for them.

Li Xiaoyao gave Zhang Biao a kick, then bent down to lift the disheveled, tearfully heartbroken Tang Tiantian out of the car.

When Tang Tiantian realized her rescuer was Li Xiaoyao, she cried even harder, tightly wrapping her arms around his neck, sobbing, "I was so scared, so very scared."

Li Xiaoyao stroked her hair and said, "It's okay now, I'm here, no one dares to bully you anymore."

"What's going on here? Who's causing trouble?" A dozen nightclub bouncers came over, the men with crew cuts and fierce faces, all with rubber truncheons tucked on their belts, clearly not to be trifled with.

Struggling to his feet while clutching his stomach from Li Xiaoyao's kick, Zhang Biao saw the men and immediately approached, saying, "My name is Zhang Biao, a sworn brother of Fourth Brother; is he around?"

As soon as the men heard he was a brother of Fourth Brother, they smiled and said, "Fourth Brother is busy in the restroom, what's happening?"

Other than men and women getting busy, what else could be happening in the restroom?

Zhang Biao, upon finding out his Fourth Brother was there, had all his fear instantly vanish and, pointing at Li Xiaoyao, who was holding Tang Tiantian, said, "This punk smashed my car and stole my girl; you guys help me teach him a lesson."

"No problem, no problem. Since he's Fourth Brother's buddy, he's our buddy too." The thugs sneered as they looked over at Li Xiaoyao, walked up, and immediately surrounded him, tapping a rubber baton lightly in their left hand before suddenly shouting, "Hit him!"

At the command, more than a dozen thugs rushed him, and the onlooking men and women let out excited screams.

Li Xiaoyao was holding Tang Tiantian, so it wasn't convenient to use his hands, but no matter, he still had his legs.

A thug with a scar on his face charged at him first, swinging the rubber baton towards Li Xiaoyao's head. But before the baton struck, Li Xiaoyao raised his leg high and accurately hit the thug's left face. The thug's hands went limp, the rubber baton dropped, and he was kicked flying away.

"Damn, he's tough!" shouted the thug who seemed to be leading, "Everybody get him!"

All the concerted effort was useless. In the face of absolute strength, a mob is just trash.

More than a dozen thugs charged at him together; Li Xiaoyao swung a leg and knocked three flying, quickly followed by kicking out two more. Seeing the bad turn of events, one thug turned and ran. In less than two minutes, all the remaining thugs were lying on the ground.

The onlooking men and women were stunned; it was like watching a martial arts action movie, with all moves performed with his legs, as if Bruce Lee had come back to life.

After dealing with the thugs, Li Xiaoyao, still holding Tang Tiantian, walked up to Zhang Biao who was now scared stiff.

Li Xiaoyao grinned, showing off his white teeth, and said, "Brother Biao, let's talk about tonight's events."

Zhang Biao's legs quivered uncontrollably as he watched Li Xiaoyao with fear, his voice trembling, "What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"

Before Li Xiaoyao could speak, suddenly a voice rang out not far away.

"Who dares to cause trouble on my turf?"

The newcomer was not tall, only about one hundred sixty-seven centimeters, wearing beach shorts, flip-flops, and a floral T-shirt.

Though not tall, his body was robust, making him seem like a block of stone.

As soon as the man appeared, the thugs lying on the ground scrambled up, crying out, "Fourth Brother!"

Fourth Brother, one of the several leaders of the bars in this area.

Fourth Brother walked over, glanced at the people getting up from the ground, and frowned as he asked, "What happened?"

Upon seeing Fourth Brother arrive, Zhang Biao quickly jogged over, all smiles: "Fourth Brother, I'm Zhang Biao."

Fourth Brother looked at him and asked, "Which Zhang Biao?"

Zhang Biao's smile froze, then he quickly added, "I was with Brother Hu when he came for drinks a few days ago."

Fourth Brother gave a grunt of acknowledgement and said, "Don't remember."

His men stepped forward and recounted the entire incident from start to finish. As Fourth Brother heard how Zhang Biao had used his name to order his men around, his face turned dark. His expression changed again when he learned that the man holding a woman had single-handedly knocked down more than a dozen men; his eyes suddenly brightened.

After his men finished explaining, Fourth Brother fell silent for a while.

Zhang Biao knew Fourth Brother had clout in this area and, like a fawning dog, said, "Fourth Brother, that punk is too arrogant. He beat me and beat yours too. If you—"

"Smack!"

A very loud slap rang out. Fourth Brother slapped Zhang Biao across the face, sending him staggering several steps. Zhang Biao's already swollen face swelled up even more.

After slapping him, Fourth Brother backhanded him with another slap.

"Smack!"

Fourth Brother grabbed Zhang Biao by the hair and snarled, "Beating people up in my name, you think you're tired of living, huh?"

Zhang Biao begged for mercy, "Fourth Brother, I didn't, I know Brother Hu, and I just had drinks with you and Brother Hu."

Fourth Brother, still gripping his hair, delivered a few slaps and said, "Using Brother Hu to press me? Who the hell do you think you are? Even if Brother Hu were here today, I'd still slap you the same!"

While holding onto Zhang Biao's hair, Fourth Brother approached Li Xiaoyao, applied force to his hand, lifted Zhang Biao's head up, and said to Li Xiaoyao, "Brother, the fault lies with me today. My men didn't understand the situation. Here, I 'm offering you an apology, and this man, I'm handing him over to you. You deal with him as you see fit."