Lu Mengyao only felt a slight sting in her buttocks, like she had been pricked by a needle, but she didn't pay much attention to it as she hurriedly pulled Lin Jiaojiao and ran out of McDonald's.
Inside McDonald's, the old man and the blue-clothed man wanted to chase after them, but Liu Mang firmly blocked them.
With a thud, Liu Mang's fist collided with the old man's.
Both men were sent sliding backwards, their feet skidding across the smooth floor tiles, due to the immense force of the punch.
Before Liu Mang could steady himself, the blue-clothed man had already pounced on him.
Approaching Liu Mang, the blue-clothed man pressed his hand on a table and leaped up, delivering a powerful, whip-like kick to Liu Mang's neck with much flair.
Liu Mang forcefully held his ground and, grabbing a nearby two-seater table, smashed it against the leg of the oncoming blue-clothed man.
The table struck the blue-clothed man's leg squarely, shattering the wooden surface, and the metal legs instantly bent into a U-shape.
The blue-clothed man's leg was smashed aside, and before he could touch the ground, Liu Mang gathered his strength and delivered a fierce punch to his waist.
With a lethal punch, Liu Mang sent the blue-clothed man flying, crashing heavily into the tempered glass wall of the storefront a few meters away.
The tremendous force shattered the entire glass wall like a spider web, with the point of impact deeply dented inward.
Before Liu Mang could charge forward to finish off the blue-clothed man, the old man was already upon him, each hand wielding a short dagger that slashed towards him.
Although the old man was quick, Liu Mang saw clearly: in his hands were a pair of butterfly daggers, merely twenty centimeters long, their blades glowing with a faint blue hue, obviously coated with a deadly poison.
A knife an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch riskier. To wield a short dagger to its limit, one must possess extremely agile skills.
And the old man was indeed exceedingly agile. His short stature provided a considerable advantage as his hands danced with the twin daggers, casting a blue gleam that swiftly enveloped Liu Mang.
No matter how hard the old man tried, his constant slashes, each seemingly capable of taking Liu Mang's life, always missed, not once touching him.
Liu Mang dodged the old man's blades time after time, narrowly avoiding each strike, but the old man's knife skills were slightly too fast. Liu Mang was unable to break through the blockade of blades, forced to keep dodging.
After the blue-clothed man collided with the glass wall, he rolled onto the ground, coughed violently a few times, and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, clearly sustaining internal injuries.
His organs churned inside him, his waist numb from the impact and almost losing consciousness.
Struggling to stand using a nearby table, the blue-clothed man locked his gaze on Liu Mang, who was fighting with the old man, his eyes filled with chilling intent. With his other hand, he flicked a point of cold light that flew towards Liu Mang.
Liu Mang, sensing the murderous intent from behind, sidestepped to avoid the cold light.
The cold light missed Liu Mang and shot towards the old man instead.
The old man, realizing the danger, broke off his attack on Liu Mang and slashed his twin daggers at the cold light.
Two brilliant flashes of the blades passed, and a needle as fine as cow hair was cut into three pieces and fell to the ground.
Seizing the distracted moment of the old man, Liu Mang took the rare opportunity to launch a kick towards the old man's chest.
With no time to dodge, the old man could only protect his chest with an arm, trying first to block Liu Mang's leg with it.
Liu Mang's foot hit the old man's arm squarely, causing him to feel as if he'd been hit by a truck. His arm simply couldn't withstand the immense power and was crushed against his chest, followed by the massive force hitting his chest.
The old man desperately tried to hold on but couldn't withstand the blow and was forced to stagger back more than ten steps before barely managing to stand firm.
At that moment, his stomach was churning, and blood uncontrollably spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The arm that had blocked Liu Mang's leg now dangled uselessly, the bones in both the upper and lower arms shattered.
The old man and the blue-clothed man, both seriously injured, slowly approached and stood side by side.
Though it was due to underestimating the enemy, being so severely handled by this young man was not simple at all.
The old man asked in a deep voice, "What is your name?"
Liu Mang replied with a sneer, "Young master's name is none of your business."
The blue-clothed man had recovered a bit by now, his face twisted with ferocity. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't get cocky here, don't think you've won yet. I'll make sure your death is ugly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue-clothed man swung his hands, sending dozens of cold lights shooting towards various parts of Liu Mang's body.
Liu Mang swiftly dodged, and when he couldn't dodge, he dragged a table to block the attack, and in the blink of an eye, the tabletop was riddled with over a dozen fine ox-hair needles.
The next second, Liu Mang smashed the table towards the man in blue.
A table with poison needles coming at him, the man in blue dared not block it and chose to dodge instead.
By the time he dodged the table, he was startled to find that Liu Mang had already charged at him, now right in front of him.
The old man sensed trouble first and swung his knife with one arm, trying to save the man in blue, but it was too late.
Liu Mang, using all his strength, kicked squarely in the chest of the man in blue. The kick sunk almost five centimeters into the man's chest before sending him flying.
The man in blue slammed into the cement wall on the other side, creating a large hole in the tough cement before he fell to the ground, twitched a few times, kicked out his legs, and died.
Seeing this, the old man quickly retreated, abandoning the idea of dealing with Liu Mang and turned to run.
"Think you can run? No chance." Liu Mang quickly chased after and blocked the old man's path.
Caught with no escape, the old man grabbed a woman who was shivering in the corner from fear and pressed his knife against her chest, "Don't come any closer, or I'll take her life!"
The woman, already frightened, now cried out loud in terror and utter helplessness as the knife pressed against her chest.
Liu Mang clenched his teeth in frustration; this guy was shameless, resorting to taking a hostage when overpowered. "You really are shameless."
"About to lose my life, what's the use of saving face?" said the old man as he held the woman hostage, step by step, moving towards the hole in the cement wall. Once he got close, he pushed the woman away and jumped out through the hole.
Liu Mang wanted to pursue, but the woman, just released from being held hostage, threw herself at him, crying hysterically.
After pushing the woman aside and looking out through the hole in the wall, Liu Mang saw it opened into a back alley, and the old man was nowhere to be found.
Worried about the conditions of Lu Mengyao and Lin Jiaojiao, Liu Mang quickly left McDonald's to search for the two of them.
After searching the surrounding area, Lin Jiaojiao was nowhere to be found, and he only found Lu Mengyao.
She sat alone by the roadside, gasping for air with a pale face.
Frowning, Liu Mang quickly asked, "Where is she?"
Lu Mengyao replied, "Her family took her away."
"Her family?"
"Yes, a group of guys dressed in white shirts and black pants."
White shirts and black pants! Liu Mang suddenly remembered the people he had seen earlier in the park. Could they be the thugs from the entertainment city that Lin Jiaojiao mentioned? "You just handed her over like that? Are you sure those people are her family?"
"Give me a break, if I wasn't sure, would I have handed her over?" Lu Mengyao said irritably, glaring at Liu Mang. "I don't know what luck you have to know the second young miss of the Lin Family. Before she left, she told me to tell you that she will repay you well in the future."
"The second young miss of the Lin Family, which Lin Family?"
"What other Lin Family can there be, the richest Lin Family in Jiangnan City!"
"You mean, she's the daughter of a wealthy family?"
"If the Lin Family doesn't count as rich, then I guess there aren't many who aren't poor in the whole country," Lu Mengyao said as she got up unsteadily, casting a fierce glance at Liu Mang before walking away.
She really wanted to deal with Liu Mang, but for some reason, she felt incredibly weak.
Barely taking two steps, Lu Mengyao's balance faltered, and she fell backward.
Liu Mang reached out to support Lu Mengyao, inspecting her face and fingernails carefully, "Your complexion is darkened, your gaze is dull, and your fingernails are also black. It looks like poisoning. Were you stabbed by a needle just now?"
Lu Mengyao spat, "Nonsense, how could I be poisoned? I'm perfectly fine."
Unable to push away Liu Mang's hand, Lu Mengyao even struggled to lift her hands at this point.
Suddenly, Lu Mengyao remembered feeling a sting when she ran out of McDonald's. It seemed she really was hit by a needle.
Lu Mengyao's condition was getting worse and there was no time to waste. Liu Mang urgently said, "Tell me where you were hit, I'll suck the poison out for you."
"What, extract poison as a treatment?" Lu Mengyao's face flushed slightly. She looked down and said, "Absolutely not!"