Lu Yao really looked up to those eight burly men. Desperately painful as they got, they muffled their groans despite grimaces.
Only Lu Yao, Buick, Bao Tianyi, and Tong Wei were left in the suite.
Seeing the men in front of him, Bao Tianyi got too exasperated to curse anything.
But then he turned to walk up to the ancient painting hung on the wall as if he had suddenly thought of something.
After Bao Tianyi took it down, a secret compartment behind the painting showed up.
Two large glittering sabers were lying peacefully there.
They were purchased at a high price by Bao Tianyi from an overseas auction long ago.
With wide blades and leveled points, the sabers were smelted by the Irrigation Method of Steel instead of the common steelmaking method. The length of the saber was 82 cm, and the width was 5 cm. There was a cross guard and two deep notches on the saber.
Although they didn't look good, even kind of ugly, people who had seen their power knew that they were sharp enough to cut the thinnest hair, and they had been fed with the blood of many people.
Many gangsters who were excelled at attacking others with blades all had been defeated by the two sabers. Bao Tianyi and Tong Wei made a reputation in the mafia world because of the two sabers.
With higher and higher positions, they didn't have to be on the frontlines with the sabers, so they secretively hid the sabers in the secret compartment.
Bao Tianyi also saw Lu Yao took the gangsters' choppers with bare hands, realizing there was something wrong with Lu Yao's body as common blades couldn't hurt him. So it occurred to him to use the sabers which might cut through Lu Yao's skin and get him killed.
Holding the sabers carefully in his hands, Bao Tianyi touched their blades slowly as if stroking his lover's body.
"Old buddy, you've been tucked away for so long that I almost forget you," Bao Tianyi taunted as he casually tossed one of the sabers to Tong Wei behind him, and he said, "Second Brother, it seems like we have to team up again."
"Big Brother, it has been so many years since I last saw them. Now that you've taken them here, I feel like I could see our past glory in them." Taking over the saber from Bao Tianyi, Tong Wei smiled wryly, saying, "Never did I imagine a sophisticated gangster like me would be threatened by a boy."
"Cut the crap! What goes around comes around. You're doomed today." Buick had been staring at Bao Tianyi and Tong Wei since he entered the suite.
As for a martial-arts enthusiast like him, he didn't get much fun from the fight downstairs as it was so easy to take the young gangsters down. However, now the sabers ignited the flame of his fighting will.
"Go to the f**king hell!" Tong Wei was born to be cruel and irritable, while Buick's words successfully exasperated him as he charged towards Buick with the saber.
Despite Tong Wei had moved away to a different place, living a leisure life, he could still excel at playing the saber because of his daily practice in the morning park not far from his home.
He was so skillful that others might think he must be the descendant of the family known as saber skills, but the truth was that he couldn't have got the hang of saber skills without innumerable b****y fights.
Those were the authentic saber skills to kill.
Buick was such a martial-arts enthusiast that he could tell Tong Wei was good at fighting with a saber when he glimpsed at Tong Wei's posture of wielding the saber. Overbearing as Buick might sound, he didn't dare to take it lightly.
Besides strength, the other strongest point of Buick was his Horizontal Training Art. But facing the large glittering saber in Tong Wei's hand, Buick didn't dare to fight against the saber with bare hands.
So he handled it with his agile footwork and impressive strength over and over again.
When Buick was about to jump at the chance and punch Tong Wei in his right arm holding the saber, he didn't expect that Tong Wei quickly shielded himself with the back of the saber.
"Bang!"
The crash of the saber and fists made some harsh sounds.
But Tong Wei was still punched and stumbled several steps backward, a trail of blood trickling out of his mouth.
...
"Come on! I can't wait to see your saber skills, Brother Yi." Lu Yao felt relieved and screamed at Bao Tianyi after he found Buick had slightly gained advantage in the fight with Tong Wei.
With nothing to say, Bao Tianyi latched his saber over his chest as he was ready to take up the gloves.
Tong Wei's saber skills were impressive, while Bao Tianyi's even better.
He wielded the saber so skillfully as if the saber had had eyes.
If three words were used to describe Bao Tianyi's saber skills, Lu Yao thought they must be "fast, accurate, and hard".
Slash by s***h, the saber non-stop lunging at him was like waves dancing in the sea.
If Lu Yao didn't make special training at the martial arts school recently, he would feel difficult in confronting Bao Tianyi even with his Mixed Spirit King Kong Skills
Luckily, he made progress.
The fact was that Lu Yao was no longer that dumb boy with a precious treasure but not knowing how to use it, and he could perfectly play every Tuiyun Hand and Poti Fist.
Although Bao Tianyi could strike fast, Lu Yao struck his fists faster.
Although Bao Tianyi could strike accurately, Lu Yao would be more accurate.
However, skillful as Bao Tianyi was, his saber skills had a pattern to follow. Lu Yao's present perception could help him gradually learn the pattern of Bao Tianyi's saber skills.
"Bang!"
Spotting Bao Tianyi's only weak point, Lu Yao punched Bao Tianyi when Bao Tianyi took back his saber.
Blood gurgled out of Bao Tianyi's mouth as he trembled and fell.
And his saber was thrown far away at Lu Yao's feet.
Lu Yao could have given Bao Tianyi a lethal punch, but Bao Tianyi had the information Lu Yao needed.
Looking at Lu Yao, Bao Tianyi couldn't imagine that a young man of twenty years old could be so powerful that he defeated Bao Tianyi with just one punch.
Picking up the saber on the ground, Lu Yao slowly walked to Bao Tianyi.
"Big Brother!"
Tong Wei who was pinned down by Buick gradually saw Bao Tianyi was wounded and Lu Yao walked to Bao Tianyi with a saber. He instantly lunged at Lu Yao despite Lu Yao's deadly punch.
Noticing Tong Wei's lunge, Lu Yao directly punched him in the right rib, pushing him far away, because he didn't like Tong Wei.
Buick came to find Lu Yao, seeing the beaten-up Bao Tianyi and the dying Tong Wei. He asked, "Lu Yao, what to do with these two guys?"
"Brother Wang was still waiting on the outside. Let's bring Bao Tianyi back to the martial arts school!" Lu Yao answered after deliberation.
However, suddenly a negative feeling of danger impended Lu Yao, and he quickly made a response.
Lu Yao quickly lunged sideways as he pushed aside Buick's burly body with all his strength.
They were both responsive as they instantly rolled over sideways after landing on the ground. Then they quickly bounced up on their feet and stayed wary.
"Qian Hu, you..."
After getting up, they heard Bao Tianyi shouted in the direction of the front door.
Following Bao Tianyi's sight, Lu Yao and Buick found a middle-aged waiter slowly walked into the suite. With a medium height and tan skin, he looked sick and unhealthy.
"F**king losers! You've lost your value to me. Now's your time to die." Qian Hu said contemptuously.
When Qian Hu heard that Lu Yao and Buick planned to take Bao Tianyi away for interrogation, Qian Hu secretly shot an arrow to kill Bao Tianyi.
But Tong Wei happened to notice Qian Hu's action, so he lunged at Bao Tianyi to shield Bao with his body. Bao Tianyi survived, but Tong Wei died.
Holding Tong Wei's dead body in his arms, Bao Tianyi grunted with bloodshot eyes, "Qian Hu, I've served you with my heart and soul. How could you..."
"Shut up!" Qian Hu shot a knife at Bao Tianyi and killed him.
Shocked and dumbfounded, Lu Yao and Buick didn't believe Qian Hu could be so cold-hearted that he directly killed Bao Tianyi.
Looking at Lu Yao, Qian Hu laughed and said, "Everyone in this suite will be dead body today."
Buick found himself a little bit thick-skulled.
How could this middle-aged man be Qian Hu?
Wasn't Qian Hu supposed to be a pale-faced guy with a red spot on his nose? How could he be a tan-skinned waiter?
Although Lu Yao stayed silent, he was as flabbergasted as Buick on the inside.
Glancing over them, Qian Hu smirked, "This is how I look like. F**knuts, don't you remember I said I'd find you again?"
After learning Qian Hu's real competence from Wang Ping and Dahui, Buick had been dying to see Qian Hu flex his muscles. He wondered why Qian Hu would catch Wang Ping and Dahui's attention.
Seeing Qian Hu's arrogance, Buick yelled and darted at Qian Hu.
"No, Buick!"
Jumping forward, Buick punched Qian Hu with full strength while Qian Hu stood still with an assuming smile filled his face.
When the reflection of Buick's fist in Qian Hu's eyes got larger, Qian Hu suddenly threw a punch at top speed.
Lu Yao wanted to warn Buick, but the first fight between Buick and Qian Hu had already finished.
"Boom!"
Their fists collided with a loud sound.
Buick kept stepping back until Lu Yao helped him steady the body.
Lu Yao shifted his eyes to Buick and found his blood gurgling out of the mouth.
Although Buick forced himself on the feet, Lu Yao knew Buick was unable to fight.
"You?"
Wiping off the blood on his lips, Buick struggled to let out only one word through his gritted teeth without anything else.
"Cheap tricks!" Qian Hu said contemptuously as he ignored Buick but looked at Lu Yao who held Buick.
With one attack, Qian Hu got Buick, who was good at Horizontal Training Art seriously injured, but Qian Hu took it for granted. How tough he was!