Under the vast night sky, two luxury cars sped along the road beside the fields, one behind the other.

"Screech!!"

The sound of tires scraping against the ground rang out, and the Lamborghini speeding ahead suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped.

"Who's so wicked, parking the car horizontally on the road." Ling Xiaoyu got out of the car, looking at the truck parked sideways in the middle of the road, and frowned.

"Huh, why did that cool little chick suddenly stop?"

Qin Yang accelerated, caught up, and with the headlights, he also spotted the truck blocking the road. Immediately, his face turned slightly solemn, and both he and Ruan Xinxue got out of the car.

"Why is there a truck here?" Qin Yang squinted his eyes slightly.

Clatter!

Just as Qin Yang finished speaking, the truck's compartment door was opened from inside, and about a dozen men holding machetes and sticks jumped out. Each wore nylon stockings over their heads, distorting their faces—the very image of robbers.

"Robbers?"

Ling Xiaoyu and Ruan Xinxue's pretty faces changed simultaneously.

Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, strong lights shone from behind, and two black Audis quickly drove up, blocking the road behind Qin Yang and the others.

The doors of the two Audis opened, and eight more men in black got out. The leader was a stout man, with only his eyes, nose, and mouth visible through a black mask.

"You two stay close to me."

Qin Yang's gaze was icy cold as he stepped forward and stood in front of the two women.

Both Ruan Xinxue and Ling Xiaoyu were experienced individuals, initially panicking but quickly calming down.

"Qin Yang, could these people be after those three pieces of jadeite?" Ruan Xinxue thought for a moment and said.

"That's very likely."

Qin Yang maintained a calm expression and nodded.

"Then we should call the police." Ruan Xinxue suggested.

She began to take out her phone; this was the territory under the jurisdiction of her second uncle in Yunshui City.

"Tsk tsk, I advise the two beauties not to move. My brothers are very hungry, and with your fair skin and good looks, you might stimulate them, which would not be good."

The leader in black spoke in a voice that was somewhat hoarse and coercive, evidently using a voice changer.

"You seem to be daring, even knowing our identities and still daring to rob us." Ruan Xinxue said coldly.

"My brothers live on the edge, where there's money, naturally, they'll go. If pushed too far, killing you in the wilderness isn't impossible. I advise you to obediently hand over the three jadeite pieces and the checks."

The man in black spoke coldly through the voice changer.

Qin Yang's face remained calm, saying nothing. However, a hint of green flashed in his eyes—using Celestial Eye he easily saw through the black mask of the leader, whose appearance was familiar to him.

"Aren't you with Black Tiger under Yang Buqun? That hypocrite can't stand losing. He lost on the front foot and sent people to snatch it back on the back foot."

Qin Yang's lips curled into a smile, mocking.

The eyes of the man in black narrowed, not answering Qin Yang's words, but his gaze emanated fierce light, while he waved his hand and said in a coercive tone, "Go ahead, the boss ordered that we cripple one of the man's arms and legs first."

Upon hearing, the dozen robbers wearing nylon stockings over their heads rushed toward Qin Yang with sticks and machetes.

"You two stay at the back and don't move."

Qin Yang's face turned cold as he advised the two women and then, with a swift movement, punched powerfully at the chest of the first robber rushing over!

Bam!

The robber was instantly sent flying like being hit by a collision, spewing a large mouthful of blood, quickly staining the nylon stocking on his head red, knocked unconscious to the ground.

The other charging robbers paused, clearly not expecting this youth to be such a tough character, knocking someone down with a single punch.

"This guy can really fight." Ling Xiaoyu expressed in surprise.

Ruan Xinxue nodded with a smile, the presence of this guy always making people feel at ease.

"What are you waiting for, all attack together!"

The leader in black spoke coldly, thinking that Qin Yang just had brute force, having learned some martial arts. With so many people ganging up on him, it's impossible not to cripple him.

As soon as he spoke, the seven black-clad men behind him closed in on Qin Yang.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Amid the cries of bones breaking and wailing on the ground, the fight quickly ended. Qin Yang's physique was five to six times that of a normal person and he showed no mercy, dealing with these robbers wielding sticks and machetes without much trouble.

At this moment, besides Qin Yang and the two women, only the leader in black was still standing.

"You do have some skills."

The man in black sneered, his tone carrying a hint of surprise at Qin Yang's abilities but no fear.

"I don't provoke others, but if someone provokes me, I definitely won't let them have it easy." Qin Yang replied coldly.

"No matter what, you must hand over those three pieces of jadeite and the checks today."

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, the man in black leaped, his body akin to a leopard, and came at Qin Yang with a punch to the face.

When a master makes a move, their imposing manner far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Qin Yang's face condensed as he channeled strength into his right fist to meet it.

Bam!

The two exchanged punches, each retreating several steps.

"This person is a master."

Qin Yang lightly shook his slightly numb right fist; at least in terms of strength, the opponent was evenly matched with him.

"Hmph, you do indeed have brute force."

The man in black snorted, completely unperturbed. His muscles suddenly swelled under his black shirt as he again lunged at Qin Yang.

The two rapidly engaged in a fierce battle.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Both were strong, with heavy blows landing, deep thudding sounds frequently ringing out.

In terms of fighting skills, Qin Yang clearly had the upper hand, but hitting the man in black felt like punching stone, causing even his hands to ache.

Most times, the man in black didn't bother to defend, allowing Qin Yang's punches to land on him, while he swung heavy fists at Qin Yang.

The man in black completely ignored Qin Yang's kick to his head, punching viciously at Qin Yang's chest.

Bam!

A kick exchanged for a punch, the man in black merely shook his head slightly, recovering quickly. Qin Yang, having suffered a blow to his chest, staggered back several steps, barely steadying himself.

"This guy is peculiar."

Qin Yang's expression shifted slightly, feeling soreness in both fists.

"Tsk tsk, Iron Cloth Shirt, Young Master Qin might not have seen it before."

The man in black spoke in a cold voice, tearing off his black jacket to reveal the muscles bulging under a tight black shirt, looking extremely robust.

"Iron Cloth Shirt?"

Qin Yang was momentarily stunned, then shook his head, "Indeed, I haven't seen it."

"It's a type of External Martial Arts." Ruan Xinxue's beautiful eyes contracted slightly as she explained.

"Hmm? Sister Ruan, you know?" Qin Yang turned to look at Ruan Xinxue.

"Both Ah Biao and Ah Hu, who were responsible for protecting Grandpa, had practiced it. It's said that at its peak, it truly becomes impervious to knives and guns, and even bullets fired from a close range handgun find it hard to penetrate the body." Ruan Xinxue remarked.

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