Chapter 639: Threat
Just as the two were leaving the street dance club, a group of people walked in first.
There was also a person in a wheelchair, an old acquaintance, Li Tianmu. Behind him was a group of people who looked arrogant.
"Lin Tian!" Li Tianmu said through gritted teeth.
Lin Tian was in a bad mood at this moment, and seeing this person made it worse.
"Get lost! I don’t have time to waste words with you!" Lin Tian said in a low voice, unconsciously exuding a powerful aura, instantly giving those in front of him a very bad feeling, as if they were in an ice cellar.
Instantly, the people on Li Tianmu’s side became less imposing, and even Li Tianmu felt somewhat guilty. But thinking of his crippled leg, his anger surged again.
Li Tianmu’s leg had been bitten by a mastiff last time, nearly tearing off a piece of flesh. Later, he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, barely saving his life.
As for the police, he used some family connections to get away with it, and nothing came of it.
Just hearing that Lin Tian was at the street dance club, he quickly gathered a group and rushed over.
"Li Tianmu, your leg isn’t even healed yet, and you dare to come here? Last time you ambushed us, I didn’t trouble you, and now you’re looking for it yourself, haha, seeking death?"
Actually, Zhou Mi was a bit guilty; the other party had far more people than her side. If a fight really broke out, she might not gain any advantage.
"Hmph! My leg is none of your business!" His leg was now his Achilles’ heel, and when Zhou Mi touched on his sore spot, Li Tianmu’s face turned so gloomy it could squeeze out water.
"Move aside!" Lin Tian said murderously.
"No... I won’t!"
Seeing how frightening Lin Tian looked, Li Tianmu was so scared his legs became weak. But if he just moved aside like that, wouldn’t the people behind him look down on him?
"I’m here today to issue a challenge! On the night of the party, if any of us ranks lower, that person’s club dissolves, how about that? Don’t worry, Zhou Mi, even if you lose, Wang Sicong will sign you and help you become a top star. If you want to bring along your street dancing brothers, you can. How about it? Whether you win or lose, you won’t lose, right?"
"Are you an idiot? I can’t even understand how someone like you got into the Medical University, really lowering our school’s standard." Zhou Mi said with disdain.
"You!" Li Tianmu was infuriated, then suddenly laughed like a madman: "You don’t have to agree, but you’d better be careful in the future."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you know what Wang Sicong’s family used to do? Du Dahai was just their dog. Although Du Dahai has collapsed, dealing with you is not a big deal." Li Tianmu laughed.
Lin Tian’s eyes turned cold, "Are you implying to use those unscrupulous methods?"
"Hmph, as long as the methods work, who cares if they are unscrupulous?" Li Tianmu snorted lowly. The old Li Tianmu wasn’t like this; he used to smile, like a dog that doesn’t bark but bites.
But now his temperament had changed drastically, no longer having that gloomy air.
"This world is like this, the victor becomes king, the loser a bandit, weak ones are prey to the strong, whoever has the skills gets to speak. I’m here to challenge you and give you a chance, because if we act directly, you might not stand a chance in the entertainment industry in the future."
Zhou Mi would not be Zhou Mi if she listened to him.
Could she endure others blocking her at her doorstep and threatening her?
Her fiery temper was instantly ignited, not backing down and about to rush forward. But she was stopped by Lin Tian.
"Leave this to me, you just stand aside, I happen to be in a bad mood now." Lin Tian’s voice was icy, as if it had a spell, instantly calming Zhou Mi down.
Looking at Li Tianmu sitting in the wheelchair, Lin Tian said, "You said one thing right, the victor becomes king, the loser a bandit, weak ones are prey to the strong, whoever has the skills gets to speak. I’ll add one more thing, only those with the hardest fists laugh last."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tian lunged forward. With a straightforward kick, he struck Li Tianmu’s stomach.
How powerful was the kick? Lin Tian didn’t know, but Li Tianmu understood deeply, feeling like he was struck by a speeding car, his internal organs churning.
At the same time, Li Tianmu’s body in the wheelchair shot out with a ’whiz’, knocking down two people, finally crashing the crooked wheelchair into the back wall.
Only hearing a series of loud clattering noises, the wheelchair shook violently, as if about to fall apart, and Li Tianmu’s body became severely unbalanced, then he faced the ground as he fell.
The sight looked terribly painful.
"Tianmu, are you okay?" A group of people gathered around, propping Li Tianmu back onto his wheelchair.
Li Tianmu could no longer speak, holding his abdomen, feeling like there were blades inside stirring, sweating profusely, his intestines twisted.
"Beat...beat them..." he forced out the words with all his strength.
The meaning was clear, and instantly everyone surged toward Lin Tian, some baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, some raising fists, all in a desperate posture.
Zhou Mi shouted loudly inside the room, "Everyone get out here, people are already fighting at our door, hiding inside, what is that?"
The enemy had rushed in, was it too late to call for people?
Lin Tian thought it was too late, so he was the first to greet them. Zhou Mi also rushed forward; although she knew Lin Tian was great at fighting, could she not assist him?
Among a crowd, numbering around twenty, Lin Tian charged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, as for Zhou Mi... she was more like a liability.
What does it feel like to be surrounded by twenty people?
Zhou Mi felt like her hands and feet were not enough, wanting to fight but being unable to, wanting to run but unable to escape.
Though her movements were nimble, facing so many people, it made her feel outmatched. If two fists came, she could block with her hands, but with three, she couldn’t manage.
Don’t doubt those people wouldn’t hit women, for relevant interests, what wouldn’t they do?
Zhou Mi wasn’t the type to fear trouble, she didn’t want to choose defense. Hugging her head would just get her beaten, better to go all out for mutual destruction.
Her fist landed on someone’s face with great force, the reversing force making her grimace in pain, not to mention the person got some teeth knocked out.
At this moment, a kick swung toward her, in the crowd she couldn’t dodge at all.
Then suddenly, a hand wrapped around Zhou Mi’s waist. Instantly, her body tightly pressed against a chest.