A few minutes ago, after hu xian and his family had lunch, he went to his room, and sat in his bedroom, Engrossed in his favorite novel, he was immersed in a world of fantasy and ancient myths, he held his phone tightly as the captivating story unfolded before his eyes.
Hu Xian's imagination had been captured by the epic tale on his phone screen. The vivid descriptions of mythical creatures, epic battles, and the main character made his expression change with each twist and turn in the plot. His brows furrowed in concentration during intense moments. Especially the main character, every time this cowardly protagonist who only hides in seclusion to accumulate strength makes a move, he would always kill his enemy in one move, making Hu Xian's lips always curl into a smile.
Little did he know that just beyond the walls of his room, the bustling Chinatown Street was undergoing a shift in the atmosphere, a shift that would make his life turn into something that was not much different from the stories he always read.
Back in his room, as Hu Xian continued his reading, he finally reached a climactic point in his novel. His heart raced as the story reached its peak, his imagination vividly painting the scenes described by the author. He was completely absorbed in the tale, oblivious to the world around him.
However, destiny had a different plan for him. As he read the last sentence of the chapter, a loud noise echoed from outside his room, The sudden disturbance snapped him out of his literary reverie. He frowned, momentarily annoyed by the interruption, but the noise didn't sound like anything he was used to.
Putting his phone down, he stood up and walked to the window. Pulling the curtains aside, he peered outside, only to be met with a sight that sent a chill down his spine.
Outside, he saw an army of twenty black cars stop right in front of the residential building. the arrangement seemed deliberate, as if they were strategically surrounding the building and blocking any potential exit routes. In the middle of this formation was a luxurious Rolls-Royce, its gleaming exterior contrasting sharply with the tense atmosphere.
But this was not what shocked him, what truly sent Chils down his spine was what happened after they stopped.
The car doors opened in unison, and a group of three men dressed in black suits emerged from each car. Even though they were sixty men in total, Their movements were still precise, coordinated, and purposeful. They stood beside the black cars with their bodies straight and unwavering, radiating an aura of unwavering determination and control.
Right after the sixty men took their positions beside the black cars, the driver's door of the luxurious Rolls Royce opened, and from within came out a middle-aged man with black hair and a long beard, he was nonother than Black Five, the leader of the black guards.
Black Five stepped aside and respectfully went to open the door of the back seat with a slight bow of his head. From within emerged a yellow-haired, tall, and handsome young man. He exuded an air of confidence, privilege, and authority. He was none other than Young Master Ron.
As Young Master Ron stepped out of the car, his gaze swept over the scene with an air of superiority. He seemed completely at ease, as if he belonged to a world of power and influence that was beyond ordinary people's comprehension. His originally swollen face has now magically completly returned to normal, without even a trace of a bruise on his handsome face.
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"What the f**k?!" seeing the yellow-haired man that came out of the luxurious Rolls-Royce made Hu Xian exclaim in shock. Because he recognized who he was. He was the same man who called himself, the same bastard who had made inappropriate advances toward his sister, the same f***ing man whom he beat unconsciousness.
"Why is he here? what is he doing here? Is he... is he after us? is he here seeking revenge?" Hu Xian's mind raced with questions, each one more haunting than the last.
''wait! How could his face return to normal in less than two hours?!'' when Hu Xian noticed Young Master Ron's face which had originally become swollen from his beating had now returned to normal as if nothing happened, he frowned in shock.
His heart raced with a sense of disbelief and shock as he swept his gaze over Young Master Ron's face. How was it possible that the face of the man he had pummeled just hours ago had now returned to normal? It was as if the injuries he had inflicted were nothing more than a minor inconvenience
That was too shocking for him. That was an injury that would have taken no less than three days to heal, but now it magically disappeared. It was like a miracle.
But amidst his disbelief, a sudden realization jolted Hu Xian from his stupor, accompanied by a sense of unease.''Wait !! that's not right!'' he muttered under his breath, his brows furrowing as he turned his gaze to the army of burly men in black. His mind began to piece together fragments of the puzzle, and a new and chilling possibility started to form in his thoughts.
''Could it be that he is really from some powerful family background?'' As he continued to watch Young Master Ron and the burly men in black, his initial shock was replaced by a growing sense of fear, ''If that's really the case, then we are really in big trouble'' he added.
Don't think that he is not afraid of anyone just because he told his sister previously that he would dare to even beat the president of the most powerful country in order to protect her, at that time he was just bragging in front of his younger sister in order to look like a reliable strong big brother. Otherwise, if he was really certain that the man who called himself young master Ron back then was really a young master of some big family with a powerful background, he would have taken his sister and run away right then and there. After all, even though Hu Xian was someone who was very protective of his loved ones, he was also a cowardly person who would not dare to offend anyone and he was certain he was not his match.
As Hu Xian's gaze kept shifting between young Master Ron and the enigmatic group of black-suited men, his gaze suddenly fell upon the middle-aged man beside young Master Ron, who, coincidently, was also looking at him. It was as if he had sensed someone observing them from somewhere, which is logically impossible because Hu Xian is currently behind the curtains of his room window which is on the third floor of the building.
The moment Hu Xian's eyes met with the middle-aged man's, he felt like he was looking at the eyes of a huge beast tens of thousands of meters tall, making Hu Xian feel as small and insignificant as an ant before a colossal predator. the beast's eyes, which looked like that of a predator looking at its prey ready to bounce on it, made Hu Xian's hair stand on end as a shiver ran down his spine.
The intensity of the man's gaze sent waves of pressure crashing over Hu Xian's senses. He felt an overwhelming pressure weighing down on him, as if he was pressed under a mountain, making it difficult to breathe. The sheer aura of dominance and power emanating from that gaze was suffocating, leaving Hu Xian with a deep sense of fear and powerlessness. His heart raced, feeling as though he would lose consciousness at any moment. However, before he did, the overwhelming pressure suddenly disappeared, causing Hu Xian, who was trembling due to the intense fear, to fall to his knees, drenched in cold sweat.
''Wh…Wh…wha…what the f**k was that?!'' he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. a mixture of confusion, fear, and disbelief evident in his tone.
''Wh… what did I just see ?!'' he questioned, unable to believe what did he had just experience.
''Is this... Is this real?" His mind raced to process the surreal scene that had unfolded before him.
"No, it can't be… I can't be… seeing this." His voice trembled with a mixture of denial and disbelief, trying to deny the reality that now loomed before him. Yet, no matter how fervently he wished for it, the fact that he is now kneeling on all four, proved that what he had just experienced was real.
''Is it an illusion?'' He whispered the words, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. The possibility of his mind playing tricks on him offered a fragile semblance of reassurance.
''Hahahah! I must have read too many fantasies'' He laughed out loud in a manner that made him look as if he were crazy.
''Yes…yes, it's definitely… just an illusion due to reading too many fantasies,'' he reassured himself. ''I… I just need to wake up from this illusion or dream, and everything will be… okay?'' he continued comforting himself with uncertainty.
In desperation, he raised his left hand and slapped his face so hard that it produced a resounding 'Bang' sound.
''Ouch!!'' he cried out in pain that radiated from his cheek, which served as a strong reminder that everything that he had just experienced was as real as it could be.
His hand fell limply to his side, his heart pounding in his chest. He kneeled there, a solitary figure in the midst of his room, grappling with a reality that seemed to shift and blur before his very eyes. The laughter had faded, replaced by a haunting silence that hung heavy in the air, as if the world itself held its breath, waiting for the next turn of fate.
''Run!! I… I have to run!'' he voiced out in desperation, his words carrying a tremor of fear. Every ounce of him screamed for escape, however, sadly at this critical moment, His legs had turned to jelly, betraying him. ''Ary !! why…why can't I stand?!'' he cried out, his voice tinged with panic as he attempted to rise from his kneeling position.
''Damn !... damn it!! why… why can't I stand up?'' he cursed in frustration, tears streaming down his cheeks from too much fear. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, an outward manifestation of the turmoil that raged within.
Amidst this maelstrom of fear and uncertainty, a single truth crystallized in Hu Xian's mind: He was facing a force beyond his understanding, a force that had shattered his sense of reality and left him cowering in the shadow of an inscrutable power.
In that moment of vulnerability, that single truth that crystallized in his mind made his psychic wall break, leaving him kneeling on his four limbs, drenched in a cold sweat. His face, which was originally quite good-looking, was now muddled with streaks of tears due to the fear and desperation he felt from what he just experienced.
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At the same time, right after the pressure on Hu Xian disappeared, in front of the building, Black Five, who had just turned his gaze away from the window on the third floor of the building, looked at Young Master Ron beside him and whispered to him respectfully, ''Young Master, they are on the third floor of the building''.