The moment that group of men saw Chu Yuxuan, they were visibly startled.
Chu Yuxuan immediately realized that they were here for him. They must have planned to force their way into his home, but instead, he had delivered himself right to them.
Despite the situation, Chu Yuxuan remained calm, though his gaze turned dark and sinister. However, he was unarmed and facing over a dozen men wielding sharp blades. It wouldn't be easy to come out unscathed. Even someone like Tyson might take a couple of hits in such a situation—no matter how skilled you are, knives can still be deadly.
Before he could think of a strategy, the group of men charged into the elevator, weapons raised.
Chu Yuxuan reacted swiftly, tearing down the surveillance camera with one hand while delivering a powerful punch to the left temple of the first man who rushed in. The man's head slammed against the side of the elevator with a loud thud, his left eye instantly filling with blood as he collapsed, convulsing on the floor.
In the next second, three knives slashed toward him simultaneously. Chu Yuxuan dodged to the side, grabbing one man's wrist. With a twist and a pull, he disarmed him, then smashed the severed camera into the man's face, obliterating his right eye.
A scream of agony echoed through the underground parking garage!
However, this didn't scare the group; instead, they grew more aggressive, all of them cramming into the elevator and cornering Chu Yuxuan, wildly slashing their knives.
It was clear these men were seasoned fighters, no strangers to brutal brawls. Otherwise, they wouldn't have such ferocity.
In the confined space, Chu Yuxuan couldn't fully utilize his skills. Faced with the onslaught of blades, he quickly grabbed one of the attackers and used him as a human shield.
While the small space limited Chu Yuxuan's movements, it also restricted the attackers. Their blades flashed dangerously, but most of the strikes ended up hitting their own comrade. Chu Yuxuan fought defensively, taking any opportunity to strike back with lethal intent, aiming for the chest or head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The elevator's warning alarm beeped, indicating it was overloaded. Four of the injured men staggered out, and the alarm stopped. The elevator doors closed with a clang.
Two minutes later, the elevator fell silent. After a few seconds, the doors slowly opened, releasing a strong scent of blood. The interior was splattered with blood, and bodies lay strewn across the floor, making one's scalp tingle with fear.
Chu Yuxuan stood alone in the center of the elevator, his body marked with deep and shallow cuts. He was breathing heavily, his entire form stained red. One hand pressed the door-open button, while the other held a blood-dripping knife, his gaze chilling to the core, as if he had just returned from the depths of hell!
After catching his breath, Chu Yuxuan kicked one of the bodies to the elevator door, blocking it from closing. He then stepped out, leaned against the wall, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. Next, he called Li Bin, "Building 6 underground parking lot. Come give me a hand. Hurry."
Then, he made another call to Lao Wu, "Come to my place. There's been a situation."
After hanging up, Chu Yuxuan glanced at the four men who had escaped earlier. Two of them were already dead, one was severely injured and rolling his eyes back, and the last one, who was less injured, was leaning against a pillar, clutching his stomach as blood oozed from his mouth, his face contorted in pain.
Chu Yuxuan, cigarette dangling from his mouth, casually walked over. As he passed the barely alive man, he mercifully stomped on his neck and gave it a twist, ending his life.
The man leaning against the pillar was filled with terror, desperately trying to crawl backward as if the person approaching him was not human but a vengeful ghost.
Chu Yuxuan closed the distance in a few strides, crouched down, and asked, "Who sent you?"
The man, trembling, stopped his retreat and stammered, "Black... Brother Hei!"
"Brother Hei?" Chu Yuxuan had never heard of him. Puzzled, he asked, "Who's Brother Hei?"
"Hei Zi, a well-known figure in the underworld," the man said, coughing up blood.
Chu Yuxuan frowned and suddenly drove the knife into the man's thigh.
"Ah!!"
"Spill everything you know."
The excruciating pain made the man break out in a cold sweat. After a bout of wailing, perhaps unable to bear the torture any longer, he spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube, "It was a celebrity named Ai Dajing who asked Brother Hei to deal with you..."
Chu Yuxuan suddenly understood and sneered, "I really underestimated that public figure... Haha... They even found out where I live. You guys must have done quite a bit of work, huh? Were you the ones tailing me tonight?"
"Yes... We originally planned to stop you in a secluded spot, but... you drove too fast, we lost you... I reported the situation to Brother Hei, and he said to come straight to your place, take care of you, and... your wife too. He also wanted us to kidnap her."
Chu Yuxuan's eyes darkened, muttering, "Bold of them... Where are they now, huh?"
"At... at MJ Bar, that's Brother Hei's place. He... he booked the whole place tonight for his girlfriend's birthday."
Trying to redeem himself, the man added, "Brother Hei's underlings are all there tonight, a bunch of ruthless guys... I know you're strong, but there are many of them. You... you'd better not act recklessly."
Chu Yuxuan pondered. If he didn't act tonight, Hei Zi would definitely suspect something after not hearing from his men all night. By then, who knows what he might do? Not to mention Ai Dajing would surely flee.
"How many? Any guns?"
The man swallowed hard and replied, "At least fifty or sixty people, and that doesn't include those busy elsewhere tonight... Not many guns, though. They're hard to get. As far as I know, only four or five people have them."
"So just a bunch of rabble, huh? Hehe... Hei Zi? I wonder who gave him the guts." Chu Yuxuan removed the cigarette from his mouth and extinguished it on the ground. Just then, a phone rang from the body of the man whose neck had been snapped nearby. Chu Yuxuan walked over and took out the phone. The caller ID read "Brother Hei."
"Don't try anything funny, and I'll let you live." Chu Yuxuan returned to the lone survivor, handing him the phone. "Stall for time. You know what to say, right?"
The man, feeling as if he'd been granted a reprieve, nodded repeatedly. After taking a few deep breaths, he answered the call, "Hello, Brother Hei. Gouzi went to buy cigarettes. That idiot didn't even bring his phone..."
"What the hell are you guys doing!" Hei Zi's voice sounded agitated, as if he was on something, cursing, "Haven't you finished the job yet?"
"We're waiting in their underground parking lot. They haven't come back yet..."
"D*mn it! It's already past one o'clock!" Hei Zi yelled, "A bunch of useless trash. You can't even follow one guy. Go eat sh*t!"
"Brother Hei, we're waiting right here. They'll come back sooner or later. It'll be safer to deal with them in the parking lot."
"Hmph... Hurry up! Old Ai is in a rush to get out of the country. Don't screw this up!"
"Yes, yes, Brother Hei. I'll report to you as soon as there's any news!"
After hanging up, Chu Yuxuan took back the phone, chuckling as he patted the man's face, "You're not completely hopeless."
As he spoke, Li Bin and his group came rushing over.