As soon as Wang Yan was surrounded by seven or eight big men who were armed with guns, San's face changed drastically. Fang and the others around him screamed in fright and found a corner to hide in, while the spectators scattered and fled.
Fang and the others hid behind the wall, poking their heads out cautiously to look outside.
When they got a good look at the seven or eight big men, Fang and the others were immediately shocked.
They had recognized them; these seven or eight big men were core members of the Red Star Gang, accomplices of the Smoking Man and Scarface.
It seemed that the Red Star Gang had received news, sent people over early, and hidden among the crowd, waiting for Wang Yan to pull out the Silver Needle from Smoking Man and his companion, and then make a move to kill Wang Yan.
Thinking about it, Smoking Man and his companion had stood on this street all day; how could the Red Star Gang not know about this?
At this moment, Wang Yan was being held at gunpoint by seven or eight guns, and the Red Star Gang were notorious for killing without batting an eyelid. It looked like Wang Yan would surely die today.
Although Fang and Li felt a deep regret in their hearts, when they saw the seven or eight terrifyingly fierce big men, they were so frightened that they hid behind the wall and didn't dare come out.
Even though San was scared and wanted to run, seeing Wang Yan in danger, he gritted his teeth and stood by Wang Yan's side, refusing to leave.
At this time, the leading big man glanced coldly at Wang Yan and said, "Young punk, you dare to provoke the Red Star Gang? You're asking for death."
Seeing this, the Smoking Man and Scarface, who were still standing stiffly in place, immediately rejoiced. The Smoking Man shouted, "Good, don't kill him yet, damn it, catch him alive. I want to fill him with needles."
However, with seven or eight guns pointed at him, Wang Yan showed no fear; instead, he smiled faintly and said, "Business is really good today, let me count. One, two, three... eight people, that's eighty thousand bucks, hahaha, made a profit today."
Seeing Wang Yan completely unafraid, the leading big man frowned and showed a disdainful look on his face, coldly saying, "Turns out you're just a reckless greenhorn. Forget it, break his legs and take him back to deal with slowly."
Upon hearing the leading big man's words, a big man next to him immediately lowered his gun, about to shoot Wang Yan's leg.
At this time, San's eyes widened immediately. Although there was deep terror in his eyes, he suddenly lunged forward to block Wang Yan, shouting, "Please, don't hit Brother Yan. He's a good man."
The leading big man cursed angrily, "A pair of fools!" Then he looked at the person who had moved the gun earlier and said, "Quick, shoot."
The man hurriedly replied, "Okay."
However, although he agreed, a strange expression appeared on his face, and he still stood there without shooting.
The leading big man got angry and cursed, "I told you to shoot, didn't you hear? Are you deaf?"
Then the man raised his head with a troubled face and said, "I... I can't shoot."
"What do you mean you can't shoot? Going stupid? If you don't, I will."
The leading big man said, lowering the gun, ready to pull the trigger and shoot Wang Yan.
But just as the leading big man lowered the gun, his face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but look down at his right hand.
He saw a thin Silver Needle stuck into the trigger finger on his right hand, and although he tried hard to pull the trigger, his finger couldn't move at all.
Seeing the Silver Needle, the Smoking Man, as if scared out of his wits, immediately screamed in a terrified voice, "The Silver Needle again, the Silver Needle again!"
As he spoke, fear filled the Smoking Man's eyes, and although his body remained stiffly frozen in place, he struggled desperately, trying to turn and flee.
He swayed back and forth, suddenly losing balance, and collapsed forward onto the ground.
Even as he fell, his hands still maintained their rigid posture, so his face slammed into the ground, instantly twisting his nose and causing it to bleed.
However, the Smoking Man paid no attention to his nose and clumsily scrambled forward like a turtle.
At this time, Scarface was also pulled down by the Smoking Man, falling to the ground, his mouth still agape, unable to utter a word, only able to make 'mmm mmm' sounds deep in his throat.
As he 'mmm mmm'ed, he frantically crawled away from the Smoking Man.
Although both tried their best, their movements were so clumsy that even a newborn crawled faster.
Seeing the behavior of the Smoking Man and Scarface, the leading big man was immediately startled.
The eight of them had been here earlier, secretly watching the Smoking Man for several hours, and after seeing the Silver Needle's prowess, they somewhat anticipated it.
Therefore, as soon as they saw Wang Yan, the eight of them immediately drew their guns and pointed them at Wang Yan, just to avoid giving Wang Yan a chance to act.
Little did they know, despite being so cautious, Wang Yan still managed to strike.
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Just as the eight burly men were terrified, they saw Wang Yan's fingers pinching several more Silver Needles.
Seeing these Silver Needles, the eight burly men immediately shouted and turned to flee.
However, before the shouts fell, Wang Yan's fingers repeatedly dropped, the Silver Needles turned into tiny bolts of lightning, and the eight were instantly pinned in place.
Wang Yan leisurely collected the Silver Needle Package, patted the dumbfounded San beside him, and laughed: "San, not bad, you're a good brother."
San finally came to his senses, sheepishly saying: "Wang Yan bro, you're too amazing. If I had known you were so incredible, I wouldn't have embarrassed myself."
Wang Yan laughed: "True feelings are revealed in times of crisis."
As he spoke, Wang Yan led San through the eight burly men, back to Three Principles Hall. Wang Yan sat behind the table, and said loudly: "Doctor Wang is now seeing patients."
Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Fang, Li, and countless onlookers hiding behind the walls finally dared to step out. They looked at the eight burly men standing frozen like statues and the smoking man crawling desperately yet slowly like a turtle, stunned.
These burly men were well-known to them, typically bullying them, constantly above them. If they were even slightly disobedient, they would often be beaten in the street and mysteriously disappear.
However, facing the bullying of the Red Star Gang, everyone dared only to be angry but not to speak out.
The only one who dared to teach these burly men a lesson so easily was Wang Yan. Seeing these men being toyed with in Wang Yan's palm, everyone felt so relieved, eagerly waiting for Wang Yan to deal with them further.
Everyone approached Three Principles Hall with a sense of respect, and at this moment, their gaze towards Wang Yan was filled with admiration.
However, everyone was also somewhat worried.
Fang said: "Brother Wang Yan, I think you should leave quickly. Although you didn't suffer today, the Red Star Gang is numerous and powerful. You alone can't beat them."
Li also said: "Yes, they will surely come in greater numbers."
Wang Yan heard this, and chuckled: "The more they come, the better. One person is worth ten thousand, haha, if a hundred come, I can earn a million."
Seeing Wang Yan didn't take Red Star Gang seriously at all, everyone was both anxious and worried. They continuously exchanged glances with San standing beside Wang Yan, hoping San could persuade him.
San was indeed worried about the retaliation from the Red Star Gang, his eyes shifting as he said: "Brother Wang Yan, the sisters are right. Let's first think about how to deal with these eight people."
Wang Yan laughed: "No need to hurry, I naturally have a way. And I guarantee, tonight, someone will naturally deliver my consultation fee. Hehe, eight people, that's eighty thousand."
Seeing Wang Yan truly valued money over life, everyone glanced at each other.
At this moment, Wang Yan called San over and whispered a few words in his ear.
San first froze, then nodded, and ran towards the street outside, parting the crowd.
Everyone was uncertain about what San was doing, but they were unwilling to leave, just standing outside Three Principles Hall, watching the situation unfold.
Almost everyone believed that after a while, an absolute storm was coming.
At this time, the street was completely silent, the only sound was the smoking man and the scar-faced man laboriously yet slowly crawling out of the street, disappearing at the corner.
An hour, two hours...
The moon gradually rose into the sky, illuminating the eight people in the center of the street. At this moment, urgent footsteps came from the street entrance, growing closer.
Hearing these footsteps, it was clear they were not from one person, but dozens.
As the sound grew closer, hundreds of burly men in black suits appeared separately from the head and tail of the street, each rushing towards Three Principles Hall, instantly surrounding it.
(After resuming updates yesterday, I saw many supportive comments from readers, feeling very moved. Guo Ba will quickly regain status, thanks everyone for supporting me when I was at my most exhausted.)