C18 You Don't Need Your Hand Anymore!

"What do you want?"

Tong Waner felt a shiver run down her spine as she caught the lecherous gazes of the men around her. She instinctively stepped back and addressed Brother Gou with a quiver in her voice.

"Heh, nothing much. How about this, sweetheart? Spend the night with me, and we'll forget about the ten grand they owe."

A sly grin spread across Brother Gou's face as he leered at Tong Waner.

His cronies behind him snickered in unison, their eyes oozing sleaze.

"Despicable, lowlife!"

Tong Waner's complexion turned stormy, her eyes blazing with fury as she bit back a cold retort.

"That's right, I'm despicable and low. Come on, gorgeous, keep me company."

Brother Gou's face twisted into a wicked smile, and as he spoke, his hand reached out for Tong Waner's delicate, pale hand, his eyes glowing with a predatory gleam.

"Back off, don't you dare touch me!"

Tong Waner's face paled as she saw Brother Gou's advance. She scrambled back, but only managed a few steps before her retreat was halted by a cold, unyielding wall.

"Heh, my dear, ten thousand for a night is a steal, especially since you're trying to settle your friend's debt, right?"

Brother Gou's smirk grew more pronounced as he saw Tong Waner trapped with no escape.

"Don't you lay a finger on her!"

In that moment, Xiao Qing stepped forward, her teeth clenched in defiance, and stood protectively in front of Tong Waner, confronting Brother Gou with icy resolve.

Slap.

Brother Gou's hand lashed out, striking Xiao Qing across the face, and he sneered, "This doesn't concern you. Step aside."

Xiao Qing's face flushed red from the impact, her cheek swelling as she stumbled to the side, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Xiao Qing!"

Tong Waner's face etched with concern, she turned to check on Xiao Qing's condition.

"Come here, darling," Brother Gou taunted, seizing Tong Waner's smooth hand with a vile chuckle.

"What are you doing? Let go of me now!"

Tong Waner's face was a mask of panic as her small hand was seized. She struggled desperately.

Smack...

Brother Gou's patience had worn thin. With a swift motion, he slapped Tong Waner's delicate cheek and snarled, "Listen up, girl, don't play hard to get. You should feel honored that I've set my sights on you. Cut the act!"

A vivid red handprint emerged on Tong Waner's porcelain face, stark against her creamy skin. A searing pain radiated from her cheek, and tears welled up involuntarily. As they spilled over, she looked utterly forlorn.

Big Brother Wang Xiao, where are you? Waner is being bullied!

"Oh, what's this? Tears?"

Brother Gou, seemingly spurred on by the sight of Tong Waner's tear-streaked, woeful face, gleamed with excitement. His hand, lecherous and uninvited, reached for her slender frame.

"Release your hand now, or you'll meet a gruesome end!"

Just then, an icy voice cut through the air from the entrance, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps.

Wang Xiao was livid. Upon entering, he saw Tong Waner reeling from Brother Gou's slap, her distress piercing his heart.

Since when did anyone dare to mistreat Wang Xiao's woman?

"Big Brother Wang Xiao!"

The sight of Wang Xiao filled Tong Waner with relief, her eyes brimming with tears as she sobbed from the injustice.

"Waner, don't worry. I'll make this right," Wang Xiao assured her with a gentle smile.

"Hey kid, who do you think you are? This is none of your business!" barked a henchman by the door, pointing rudely at Wang Xiao's nose.

Crack...

The crisp sound of snapping bones filled the room.

Wang Xiao seized the lackey's finger and twisted it into an unnatural curve.

The lackey howled in agony, collapsing to his knees, his face ashen and beaded with cold sweat.

"I can't stand people pointing fingers at me," Wang Xiao stated coolly, his voice light but laced with warning.

The other thugs witnessed the scene, their hearts tightening. They were all too aware of the young man before them: he was ruthless, not someone to be trifled with.

"Was it you who hit my woman?" Wang Xiao's gaze shifted to Brother Gou, his face calm but his voice icy.

"Your woman? Boy, do you even know who I am? You dare talk to me like that?" Brother Gou's face fell at Wang Xiao's accusatory tone.

"I'm asking you a simple question: did you or did you not hit my woman?" Wang Xiao's eyes flashed dangerously, his tone authoritative, exuding dominance.

"Ha! You fancy yourself a hero, saving damsels and acting cool, huh? Boys, teach this punk a lesson!" Brother Gou, feeling his authority challenged by Wang Xiao's assertive words, sneered and signaled to his gang.

The thug's face twisted into a snarl as they drew their sharp knives and lunged at Wang Xiao with brutal intent.

"Ah..." Xiao Qing and her parents, witnessing the violence, screamed in terror. They were ordinary folks, unaccustomed to such brutality.

"Hold on!" Wang Xiao's hand shot up, halting the thugs just as their knives were poised to strike.

The thugs paused, knives in mid-air.

"What's the matter? Scared? Begging for mercy?" Brother Gou's lips twisted into a mocking smile.

"No..." Wang Xiao shook his head, then declared earnestly, "What I'm saying is, your little toy knives and this bunch of nobodies couldn't hurt me if they tried."

His words ignited fury in the gangsters' eyes.

"Did everyone get that? Is there anything else I need to say?" Brother Gou's voice was sharp, his expression fierce as he addressed his crew.

"There's no need!" The gangsters were seething, their voices rising in anger.

"Attack!" Brother Gou commanded.

The gangsters, now enraged, vowed that regardless of Wang Xiao's pleas, they would ensure he felt the sting of their blades.

They quickly approached Wang Xiao, the sharp blade mere inches from him, each thug's face twisted into a cruel grin.

But in a flash, Wang Xiao's legs sprang apart and he vanished from sight.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Then, a series of muffled kicks echoed through the air.

Like a specter, a figure darted among the thugs. With each lift of his leg, a thug was sent hurtling through the air to slam against the living room walls.

Before long, the floor was strewn with thugs wailing in agony.

Only Brother Gou remained, standing isolated in the midst of chaos.

"Is this guy even human? How did he launch so many people through the air?"

Brother Gou stared at Wang Xiao, his face etched with terror, whispering to himself.

He was aware that Wang Xiao had sent his men flying, but the specifics eluded him.

Wang Xiao was just too fast!

"Now it's your turn!"

Wang Xiao turned his gaze back to Brother Gou and declared icily.

"Kid, what do you want with me? Do you have any idea who I am?"

As Wang Xiao advanced with an unflappable demeanor, a palpable sense of dread washed over Brother Gou, who stammered out his words in fear.

*Smack*

Before he could finish, a slap struck him.

Brother Gou's head spun, his cheek now bearing the stark imprint of a hand.

"Do I need to know who you are?"

Wang Xiao's voice was frosty.

"You dare hit me? You're a dead man!"

The slap left Brother Gou momentarily stunned, then seething with rage, he growled back at Wang Xiao.

"Hit you? Heh, merely hitting you would be letting you off too easy."

Wang Xiao's lips twisted into a chilling smirk in response to Brother Gou's threat.

"What... what do you mean by that?"

Brother Gou's face paled, his words faltering.

Wang Xiao's next move provided a clear answer to Brother Gou's question.

"It was your right hand that struck my woman, wasn't it?" Seizing Brother Gou's right hand, he spoke with a calm intensity, "Then this hand of yours... it's no longer necessary."

His words carried a subtle yet commanding sharpness.