The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 322

Ye Tian didn’t retreat but advanced instead, holding a rafter horizontally over his head while kicking out at the same time. His kick landed solidly on Zheng Dazhi’s chest, shaking the crowbar out of his hand. However, the impact was dispersed by the rafter in his hand, and the kick only caused the opponent to fall over without much effect. Zheng Dazhi got up just the same.

This presented a problem; people were now in front and behind. Ye Tian reminded himself not to kill, not to be too brutal, and not to treat these people with the same methods he would use against enemies in the special forces. Killing someone during peacetime would be a major incident that was not worth the trouble. But at this moment, all those mental constraints had already been thrown to the winds.

Annoyed, Ye Tian charged forward; Zheng Dazhi also, driven by anger, picked up a brick from the ground and rushed forward. Meanwhile, Zheng Ergou picked up the crowbar from the ground and charged as well, with the two brothers now coordinating an attack on Ye Tian from front and back. Zheng Ergou was a notorious gang leader here, with ample fight experience. Of course, he could tell that Ye Tian was no ordinary fighter; just that kick alone that could send someone flying wasn’t something just anyone could achieve. But even at this point, he couldn’t just let someone shit on his neck.

With a brick in front and a crowbar behind, Ye Tian had only a rafter in hand.

As Ye Tian dashed forward, he suddenly turned around, squatting down and swinging his arm, striking directly at Zheng Ergou’s ankle, causing the latter to stumble and fall forward. Ye Tian was pleased, he hadn’t expected a hit that far, actually connecting with the man’s ankle. The rafter wasn’t long, only about a meter, similar to a baseball bat in length, whereas the crowbar was over two meters long; there was quite a difference between the two. Ye Tian just wanted to interfere, but the outcome was unexpectedly effective.

"Gouzi!"

Zheng Dazhi saw Ye Tian roll on the spot, putting a distance of about five or six meters between them. Bricks were only useful at close range; their effectiveness diminished greatly with distance. He left Ye Tian alone and bent down to help Zheng Ergou.

"Big bro, second bro!" Zheng Xiaomao also came out, clutching a steel rebar, the kind that was two centimeters thick with an ’A’ grade, over a meter long, with one end already sharpened and the other wrapped in tape for a better grip. Ye Tian was startled; this thing could kill someone!

Damn, all three brothers were joining the battle!

Though surprised, Ye Tian didn’t panic. He had already experienced dealing with these three brothers. Besides the second brother being more difficult, the third one was just a kid, and the eldest, though a policeman, wasn’t as good when it really came to fighting. Ye Tian stepped back, positioning himself in a corner. He absolutely wouldn’t leave his back exposed to the opponent; that was Ye Tian’s consistent principle.

"Fuck your mother, tired of living?!"

"Call Zheng Sanpao out here!"

"Call your mom a slut! Beat them, beat them to death!"

...

Chuanzi had been waiting outside the door the whole time. He hadn’t wanted to come; the Zheng Family was not to be trifled with. Actually, he just wanted to see how Ye Tian was going to get beaten up; after all, the guy had hit him before, and he had to get even. But as the yelling and shouting from inside the courtyard reached his ears, he realized something was off. This couldn’t be leading to a fatality, could it?

Thinking it over, Chuanzi began to feel uneasy. Since he had brought Ye Tian here, if anything happened to him, he would be the only witness on the scene, and the Zheng Family would never let him off the hook. Either they’d pay him to leave, or they’d kill him too. Considering the first option, Chuanzi laughed at himself; last year, Zheng Ergou hit someone with his car, and not only did he not offer compensation, but he also conned the girl he hit out of two hundred yuan. Rumors had it that the corpse found in the Anyang River five years ago was offed by the Zheng Family. The deceased was a migrant worker demanding unpaid wages, and Zheng Ergou, the local thug, was enlisted to deal with him. What happened after, no one knew for sure, but there was one fewer debt collector, and he was the Dead Man found in the Anyang River.

At this thought, Chuanzi broke out in a cold sweat and turned to run, his big feet crunching in the snow. But halfway through his escape, Chuanzi stopped and leaned against the wall, gasping for air. He thought that Ye Tian wasn’t so easy to kill; the guy was tough, and in his opinion, no less formidable than Zheng Ergou. Maybe... No, no, the Zheng Family had three brothers, plus an old man who had mixed with tough crowds in Guangdong. Even a strong tiger can’t withstand a pack of wolves; Ye Tian wasn’t multi-limbed, how could he possibly take on four people... No, no, there’s no exception to everything, maybe this time...

The more he thought, the more troubled he became, and he simply decided to go back to the Zheng Family’s place to have a look.

Chuanzi was right; even a strong tiger couldn’t withstand a pack of wolves. Ye Tian, leaning against a wall, was indeed able to prevent a sneak attack from behind, but the three lads in front of him weren’t pushovers either. They used whatever weapons they could find against Ye Tian, who was unable to hold on with just a piece of wood. His padded coat sleeve was sliced by Zheng Ergou’s iron spear, revealing fluffy cotton, creating a perilous situation.

"Go fuck yourself!"

Zheng Ergou swung his spear horizontally, aiming straight for Ye Tian’s waist. At the same time, Zheng Xiaomao’s thick steel bar was stabbing towards his neck, sparing no mercy. With quick reflexes, Ye Tian dodged, letting the steel bar whiz past his neck, while his hands grabbed the iron spear. Although he did get hit in the stomach, fortunately, his thick winter clothes made it less painful.

Now was his chance!

Ye Tian yanked hard, pulling over both Zheng Ergou and his iron spear with immense force.

"I’ll fuck your ancestors!" Ye Tian slapped Zheng Ergou squarely on the back of his head as he rushed in headfirst. The slap was fierce, knocking him to the ground motionless. At that moment, no regard was given for his life or death. Ye Tian picked up the iron spear and charged forward, sweeping a two-meter arc with the spear, forcing the other two to dodge swiftly. It was in this moment that Ye Tian broke free and sprinted out. The two chased after him. Where did Ye Tian go? The lad headed straight for the main house of the courtyard, the formal residence facing south which was inhabited by the one with the highest status. Ye Tian was going straight for Zheng Sanpao. Surprisingly, before Ye Tian could burst in, he saw Zheng Sanpao rushing out, clutching a boning knife, emerging with a fierce aura.

This was the toughest of them all!

In a narrow passage, the brave prevails. Ye Tian no longer cared whether his moves were too harsh or not; any one of these people was a legitimate criminal offender. He really wondered how the local police functioned... Oh, that’s right, Zheng Dazhi was one of the local police officers.

A boning knife, the kind used to debone pork, sharp and lethal though small. It was a decidedly deadly weapon because the blade had special grooves along its sides. It’s rumored that the Triangular bayonet used by the military was modeled after such a tool, true or not, no one could be sure.