"Hey! Stop right there!"

The Yakuza standing in front of Duanmu Huai looked up, staring at the two-meter-eight giant before him, angrily yelling with a fierce appearance. But it was clear from their pale faces that these people weren't as tough as they appeared.

"Which group are you from, punk? How dare you cause a ruckus on the Tang Island Group's turf?"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing the Yakuza's angry shout, Duanmu Huai coldly glared at him.

"What are you babbling about? I don't look like Yakuza! I'm just a regular guy, alright!"

Seeing the Tang Island Group causing trouble on the street, the bored onlookers quickly gathered, forming a circle. Hearing Duanmu Huai's response, almost everyone looked at him with a face full of "???".

How do you not look like Yakuza?

How do you actually look like you're not Yakuza? I'm curious, why do you think you don't look like one?

"Quit joking!"

Clearly, not only did the onlookers think this way, but even the members of the Tang Island Group felt the same. The leader of the group gave a fierce shout, glaring at Duanmu Huai. To be honest, although he was the one taking the lead, at this moment he was starting to regret it a bit. The intimidation from Duanmu Huai was just too overwhelming, and even without activating the Fearful Aura, just standing there, glaring at them, made the Yakuza feel like they were being watched by a terrifying giant bear that could smash their heads with a single swipe.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!!!"

At that moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded, followed by a group of men wielding short knives and iron rods bursting through the crowd, surrounding Duanmu Huai entirely. Seeing this, the man instantly felt relieved.

Luckily, he was smart enough to send for reinforcements from the office before making a move. Now, as the saying goes, even a strong tiger cannot fight off a pack of wolves. With dozens of us here, could it really be a problem dealing with one of you?

"Quit joking!"

Seeing all the people that had arrived, the Yakuza leader suddenly felt emboldened, standing straighter and speaking louder.

"This guy looks like he's from the streets, doesn't he? What? You're here to mingle but don't dare reveal your identity, huh? Guys, let's go! Let's see what this big guy can really do!"

There's no real one-on-one rule in Yakuza fights, especially since Duanmu Huai was giving them such a strong sense of oppression. They never considered a one-on-one with him. Following the leader's command, everyone charged at Duanmu Huai like hungry wolves.

The first to strike were the Yakuza behind Duanmu Huai, wielding steel pipes and bats, they swung directly at him.

This was a common tactic used by Yakuza. Usually, to deal with troublesome foes, a hit to the back of the head would knock them out cold.

But unfortunately, with Duanmu Huai's height, even jumping up with steel pipes wouldn't reach his head, forcing them to settle for the next best option.

"Boom-boom-boom!!"

The steel pipes and bats smashed into Duanmu Huai's back, making a dull sound, causing the Yakuza's hands to tremble, feeling as if they were hitting a hefty tire, the impact bouncing right back at them!

Damn, is he even human?

Before they could react, Duanmu Huai swung his arms, sending the Yakuza behind him flying. At the same time, he reached out with his right hand, grabbed one of the Yakuza charging at him with a fist, holding him like a human club, swinging him forward, causing the Yakuza to scream.

In an instant, Yakuza were wailing all around, crying out in pain. The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded, watching those fearsome Yakuza charge at Duanmu Huai, only to fly through the air, land heavily on the ground, and start rolling around in agony. Meanwhile, more Yakuza arrived, eager to attack Duanmu Huai.

However, their fate wasn't much better than those who came before.

"Boom!!"

When the last Yakuza fell to the ground, everyone saw Duanmu Huai's towering figure standing tall in the center of Kamurochō Avenue, surrounded by Yakuza groaning in pain, lying on the ground unable to get up. Compared to these battered and bruised Yakuza, Duanmu Huai's clothes weren't even wrinkled.

"Ah...… Ah, ah, ah...…"

At this moment, the other Yakuza no longer dared to come forward. Initially, they were fueled by rage, believing they couldn't let an outsider run wild on the Tang Island Group's turf. Now, looking at Duanmu Huai felt like staring at a man-eating beast, leaving them speechless.

But unfortunately for them, Duanmu Huai clearly had no intention of letting them go. He fixated his gaze on the remaining survivors, once again taking a step towards them — pitifully, these Yakuza had nowhere to hide, only able to watch as Duanmu Huai walked up to them, then...…

"I'll fight you to the death!!!"

As Duanmu Huai reached out, the Yakuza leader seemed to finally be unable to withstand the pressure any longer, shouted in rage, and drew a short knife, stabbing directly at Duanmu Huai's arm, which was nearly as thick as his own body. He tightly gripped the knife with both hands, stabbing forcefully at Duanmu Huai's arm, evidently determined to land a blow even if he died!

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