As Zhou Haoqiang's other leg was about to be broken, all the workers bowed their heads, daring not to look up again.
Some even covered their ears, unwilling to hear Zhou Haoqiang's screams of agony.
"Stop!" A silhouette charged over like a whirlwind, slamming into that red-haired lad.
Smack!
"Ah!"
The red-haired lad screamed in pain, not only was the stick in his hand broken, but he was also sent flying!
Splash!
The red-haired lad fell about seven or eight meters away, his whole body crashing to the ground and stirring up a cloud of dust.
Puff— The red-haired lad struggled to get up but instead spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsed to the ground, and passed out!
"Damn! Is that even human?" The crowd gasped in shock at the scene before them.
To send a grown man weighing over a hundred kilograms flying seven or eight meters with one punch, how immense must the strength be?
However, they quickly recognized the person who had arrived, and their expressions turned very strange: "Yang Yu? Since when did he become so formidable?"
Yang Yu helped Zhou Haoqiang up, casually checked his pulse, and his gaze turned exceptionally icy: "Baldy Liu, you're seeking death!"
He distinctly felt that Zhou Haoqiang not only had his limbs broken on one side, but his head had also suffered severe concussion, even showing signs of internal bleeding.
If not treated promptly, Zhou Haoqiang could possibly have a brain hemorrhage at any time.
Even if his life was spared, he would never be able to walk straight or speak clearly for the rest of his life.
These bastards, to attack with such viciousness!
Sensing an inexplicable strong aura emanating from Yang Yu, Mr. Liu shivered and instinctively took two steps back.
But as soon as he saw clearly that the person was Yang Yu, his courage returned: "Heh, I thought who it might be, turns out it's just you, kid! Do you know who you hit? That's one of Master Hu's underlings!"
"Really Master Hu's man?"
"This is trouble!"
The workers couldn't help but worry for Yang Yu, their faces filled with concern.
Yang Yu and Zhou Haoqiang were very kind to their fellow workers, and Yang Yu was the most educated among them, helping them a lot. They genuinely couldn't bear to see Yang Yu meet with disaster.
You see, Master Hu was the local boss of the village, with over thirty underlings known for their ruthlessness.
Last year, a worker got into an argument with one of Master Hu's men and slapped him.
That very night, the worker's hands were chopped off and fed to dogs; no one even saw who did it, and he ended up permanently disabled and returned to his hometown.
It was also rumored that the previous year, when a demolition household refused to move, their house was set on fire and the whole family was burned to death, leaving no one to report the crime!
Against someone as ruthless as Master Hu, how could these out-of-towners afford to offend him?
Yang Yu quickly administered several acupuncture needles to Zhou Haoqiang to prevent his condition from worsening, then handed the unconscious Zhou Haoqiang to his colleagues: "Ah Sheng, Kai, help me support Ah Qiang."
Seeing that Yang Yu seemed intent on confronting Mr. Liu, the crowd hurriedly advised, "Yang Yu, while Master Hu isn't focusing on you, just leave!"
"It's clear they are bullying us too much, why should we be the ones to leave?" Yang Yu turned around, glaring at Mr. Liu, "Those rich people are only richer than us, but we are all human. Why should we be treated like pigs and dogs, and bullied by them?"
"Baldy Liu, I don't care about any Cat Master or Tiger Master, if you don't give me justice for my brother today, then I'll take it myself!"
The workers didn't know where Yang Yu got his confidence from, but after hearing his words, they couldn't help but raise their thumbs up, "That's fierce!"
Mr. Liu hated being called "Baldy Liu" the most, and he did not want to lose face in front of so many people, so he roared at the stunned thugs, "What are you standing there for? Are so many of you afraid of just one person?"
Spurred by Mr. Liu's shout, the thugs immediately snapped back to reality and started swinging their clubs at Yang Yu.
These guys hit people very professionally and ruthlessly, aiming specifically for the head, hands, and joints.
Since that was the case, Yang Yu didn't bother being polite with them, "Seeking death!"
Whoosh!
Yang Yu dodged the first guy's club aimed at his head and, with a backhand move, twisted the guy's entire arm 360 degrees!
Crack crack!
"Ah—" The guy howled like a pig being slaughtered; the intense pain knocked him out right there!
Two more guys came, one from the left and one from the right, aiming for Yang Yu's shoulders. Yang Yu didn't retreat but charged forward, slamming his shoulders into their bodies.
Bang bang!
Those two guys were sent flying five or six meters, spewing fresh blood, "Puh—"
The remaining dozen or so thugs suddenly turned pale and wanted to run away, but how could Yang Yu let them escape?
"You hurt my brother and still want to run, no way!" Yang Yu quickly charged forward, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, throwing a flurry of wild punches.
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh..."
Amid a chorus of screams, those dozen guys either broke their hands or their feet, all collapsing to the ground.
In less than a minute, all the thugs were down!
Seeing Yang Yu approaching him, Mr. Liu was sweating profusely: "Xiao Yang, everything can be negotiated, everything can be negotiated. Whatever compensation you want, just say it, and I'll make it happen!"
Mr. Liu yielded first, following the principle that a wise man does not eat losses in front of him.
Once he got past this moment, he'd meet with Master Hu and figure out a way to kill this little bastard!
"First, pay back all the wages you owe us," Yang Yu said coldly, "Second, take Ah Qiang to the hospital and deposit a hundred thousand into his medical card, no more, no less!"
"Okay, okay, no problem," Mr. Liu shivered, "I don't have that much money on me right now, give me two days to get the money..."
"What's going on?" A woman's voice came from behind Yang Yu; he turned around and saw a young woman wearing a yellow construction safety helmet.
Although she was dressed plainly, her appearance and demeanor were anything but ordinary.
Tall and slender, fair-skinned, with delicate features, her entire being exuded an air of arrogance.
Apart from Shen Silin, Yang Yu hadn't seen any other woman who was more beautiful than her.
Several people stood behind this woman, including bodyguards and secretaries, clearly indicating her extraordinary status.
As soon as this woman appeared, Mr. Liu immediately ran over to her, crying loudly: "Mr. Wen, you finally came! If you had not come, these unreasonable workers would have dismantled me!"
"Mr. Wen?" Yang Yu then realized this woman was the main boss of the construction site, casually explaining, "Mr. Wen, it's like this..."
Mr. Wen, looking disgusted, interrupted Yang Yu, "I hate it when people interrupt randomly. I'll ask you when I want to ask, and when I haven't asked, you'd better shut up!"