Chapter 1309 - 1309: Salary Deduction Warning

As soon as Xiao Feng said that, the laughter in the yard cut off instantly, and the atmosphere turned tense like drawn swords and strung bows.

Xue Nuofu led part of the group to circle around to stand in front of Xiao Feng, while Lone Wolf took the rest and spread out where they were, forming an encirclement around Shao Baxing.

"Either you walk away, or we throw down. You pick." Xiao Feng said casually, then slapped his forehead. "Forgot, you can't talk right now. Then just nod or shake your head.

If you want to fight, nod. If you want to leave, shake your head."

Anger flashed in Shao Baxing's eyes. He was just about to nod when the little girl shouted, "Wait a second!"

Everyone turned toward the little girl at the same time. After all, the dispute started because of her; if she decided to leave with Shao Baxing, this fight would naturally not happen.

"Grandpa Shao, you're always so fierce. It's rare to see you like this."

As she spoke, the little girl pulled out her phone and gave a playful grin. "Such a classic moment — if I don't record it, that'd be way too much of a shame."

She spoke as she opened the camera.

The little girl flashed a peace sign and, from far away, took a photo of herself with Shao Baxing.

Everyone's feet slipped under them; they almost all pitched headfirst to the ground.

At a time like this she still has the mood to take pictures — seriously?

Xiao Feng pointed at Shao Baxing and said to Xue Nuofu, "He's yours. If you can't beat him, this month's salary and your year-end bonus all get docked."

This was also giving his men a chance to make up for their mistake. After all, docking their pay just because they failed to spot the killing intent in Shao Baxing's eyes would make it feel like he was just looking for an excuse to cut pay.

But now it was different. First, he had already stated the terms clearly in advance.

Second, if more than twenty people can't beat one cranky old geezer, docking their money would be completely reasonable.

"For the salary and the year-end bonus, take him down!" Xue Nuofu barked out the order. Not waiting for Shao Baxing to nod or shake his head, he launched the attack first.

In an instant, Hui Yi and the others were all pumped up with fighting spirit.

Heads can be chopped off, blood can be spilled, but the salary cannot be docked!

The moment Xiao Feng mentioned docking pay, he'd already hit their bottom line.

The fight erupted at once. Even though Shao Baxing's mouth was crooked, his reaction speed wasn't slow in the slightest.

He was never one to win by trash talk anyway. Even without speaking, he wasn't disadvantaged at all.

"You guys go help too." Xiao Feng said to Du Qingyue and the others.

Du Qingyue's delicate brows knitted slightly. "There are already enough people. If we join in too, isn't that kind of… winning without honor?"

"Trade a couple moves with that old man and you won't think that anymore." Xiao Feng replied with a smile.

"Is that old man really that strong?" Lu Yao asked as she watched the chaotic scene not far away.

"He really is super strong!" The little girl nodded hard. "Xiao Feng-ge is strong enough, right? But back then Xiao Feng-ge was always being chased and beaten by Grandpa Shao, he basically had no way to fight back."

"..." Xiao Feng.

Why's she exposing my black history now…

Still, after what the little girl said, Du Qingyue and the others took Shao Baxing seriously enough.

They exchanged a glance, and Du Qingyue, Jiang Yixin, and Lu Yao moved at the same time, rushing over to join the battle.

Xiao Feng ran back into the villa, sat on the second-floor windowsill, and watched the fight, ready to jump in and rescue people at any moment.

Of course, his main rescue targets were still Du Qingyue and the other ladies.

"This old guy's got some skills." Old Ha shook his numb wrist, his expression grave.

From the second floor, Xiao Feng could see clearly. In the crowd, Shao Baxing was like a loach, slipping here and darting there, scarcely ever stopping in place.

From the overall view, he was actually holding his own, showing no sign of falling into disadvantage.

Lv Ziming frowned. "We're too close to each other. We can't properly use our fists and feet; the advantage of having numbers hasn't come into play at all."

As a washed-up old gang leader, group fights were everyday business to him; he'd been cornered by a bunch of people in an alley more times than he could count.

So Lv Ziming knew very well: in tight space, sheer numbers aren't much of an advantage.

As long as you don't panic and your eyes and speed are up to par, it's easy to spot openings and keep yourself safe.

"Split into two groups, take turns going in!" Xue Nuofu shouted.

He clearly had realized the core problem: although Shao Baxing was alone, the number of people who could actually hit him at any given moment was limited; each time, he only had to handle the few around him.

Those a bit farther away looked like they were yelling themselves hoarse and making a lot of noise, but in truth they weren't doing much, just burning energy for nothing.

With the new order given, the Martial Monks immediately grouped by name: Hui Yi to Hui Jiu in one group, Hui Shi to Hui Shiba in another. The first group stayed in the fight, the second temporarily pulled back.

"What are you doing here?" Xue Nuofu frowned when he saw Du Qingyue and the others moving closer.

Du Qingyue smiled. "We're here to help, of course."

"Better not." Xue Nuofu looked troubled. "If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain it."

Lu Yao smiled. "It's fine. Brother Yanhuang told us to come over. Even if we get hurt, it won't be blamed on you."

Jiang Yixin didn't speak, only nodded.

Even so, Xue Nuofu still didn't agree right away. Instead, he looked up at the second-floor windowsill. Seeing Xiao Feng nod personally, he finally stepped aside to open a path, letting the three women approach Shao Baxing.

Du Qingyue took a deep breath, focused her mind and held her breath, then seized an opening, feet moving fast as her pink fist slammed toward Shao Baxing's back.

However, when she was still three meters behind him, Shao Baxing suddenly turned, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He snapped out a punch, his knuckles landing squarely on the back of Du Qingyue's hand.

"Hiss…"

A stabbing pain drilled into her hand. Du Qingyue couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, retreating a few steps to steady herself. She glanced at the back of her hand, where a line of blood had already appeared.

Watching from the windowsill, Xiao Feng's brow tightened ever so slightly.

Even though this was in line with his goal, he still felt a bit unwilling.

But getting hurt is better than losing your life. People all grow up by getting hurt along the way.

"Qingyue, are you okay?" Jiang Yixin asked, worried.

Du Qingyue shook her head, pulled a roll of gauze from her pocket, wrapped it around her hand a few times, and a trace of resolve flashed in her eyes.

Maybe feeling that dragging it out was pointless, Shao Baxing's fighting style shifted quickly. He abandoned his previously cautious approach and started trading minor injuries for heavy blows on his opponents.

In hardly ten minutes, Hui Yi and the others all had wounds on them and were forced to retreat, leaving the stage to Hui Jiu and the rest.

In contrast, although Shao Baxing was injured too — his once-clean long shirt was now filthy, and he looked a bit bedraggled — he was still in much better shape than Hui Yi and the others.

Of course, even if Shao Baxing had been in bad shape, there wouldn't be anything to brag about.

Dozens of people beating on one, and they still can't win — that'd be truly embarrassing!

Especially since it was more than twenty young men surrounding a frail-looking old comrade.

"Xiao Feng-ge."

A slightly low voice sounded behind him. Xiao Feng turned to see the little girl walking over, brows knitted tight. He smiled but didn't speak.

"I just feel… this isn't really a way to solve the problem."

"Then how do you think we should solve it?" Xiao Feng asked gently. "Old Man Shao wants to take you away. You don't want to go. But Old Man Shao happens to be the type who refuses to reason things out and only believes in using force.

In a situation like this, it doesn't seem like there's any other option, does it?"