Chapter 334: 334: Zhou Xian's Trouble_1

Chapter 334: Chapter 334: Zhou Xian’s Trouble_1

“Eh, what happened?”

At that moment, Yue Qingjiang suddenly raised his eyebrows and spoke.

Xu Fan followed his gaze and saw Zhou Xian, who was about to leave the scene, being tightly surrounded by several strong men. One of them whispered something to him, and Zhou Xian’s expression instantly changed as if he had encountered trouble. He tried to break through the encirclement instinctively, but was then punched in the abdomen by one of the strong men.

Zhou Xian bent over in pain, and two of the strong men took advantage of the situation to grab his shoulders, hoisting him up between them and heading towards a room backstage.

“It seems Zhou Xian is in trouble,” Xu Fan muttered to himself.

Yue Qingjiang also said thoughtfully, “Based on my understanding of this place, normally fighters who leave the ring would be taken away by a special medical team, but those people just now were clearly Fist Manor’s security. They forcibly took Zhou Xian away, they definitely have something in store for him.”

Xu Fan nodded, no longer speculating. He directly expanded his Divine Sense, enveloping Zhou Xian’s surroundings.

“By what right are you taking me away? What did I do wrong?” Zhou Xian struggled and angrily questioned as he wrestled with his arms.

However, having gone through a fierce battle and exhausted, he couldn’t break free from the grip of the strong men.

One of the strong men shoved him and cursed, “You sure are tough, kid. Shut up, or I’ll blow you away.”

After speaking, he drew a handgun from his waist and pressed it hard against Zhou Xian’s lower back.

Zhou Xian didn’t dare to move anymore and obediently closed his mouth.

He knew very well that his situation was dire and he probably couldn’t escape this disaster. Thus, he began to secretly accumulate strength, while also observing his surroundings and actively looking for a way out.

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ear, “Don’t be afraid, I’ve got you. I’ll get you out, just follow them for now.”

“Hmm?”

Zhou Xian was startled and quickly glanced back, trying to find out who was talking to him.

“What are you looking at? Look again and I’ll break your neck,” the strong man threatened.

Zhou Xian turned his head back and continued walking, but he heard the voice again in his ear, “You don’t need to react like this, rest assured, only you can hear my words.”

You have to admit, he’s really unpleasant to look at. Zhou Xian silently mocked in his mind.

“How dare you! How dare you address the young master by his name.” The four bodyguards glared furiously, poised as if ready to kill Zhou Xian at any moment.

Zhou Xian glanced at the four men, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes before he said, “Young Master Cui, may I ask what it is you want from me?”

Cui Dong was genuinely surprised by Zhou Xian’s audacity, and looked at him with newfound respect. After all, the show of force he had arranged would have most people trembling in fear with a pale face, but Zhou Xian remained calm and collected, as if unfazed even if Mount Tai were falling before him.

Cui Dong laughed hideously, revealing his uneven, sharp teeth: “Heh, it’s nothing really, I just wanted to have a bit of fun with you. Zhou, do you realize you’ve caused me a great loss? A full forty million, just gone. What do you think you owe me for compensation?”

Zhou Xian blinked in surprise, frowning. “Is that my problem? Should I have deserved to be killed by Bull Demon?”

“Hmph, shouldn’t it be?” Cui Dong’s face darkened. “You cause me to lose money and still think you can distance yourself from the blame? There’s no such good thing in the world. Anyway, you’ve really pissed me off, extremely so. Therefore, I have to treat you appropriately now. Consider yourself unlucky,” Cui Dong gestured, “Break this kid’s legs.”

“Damn, freak!”

Zhou Xian cursed, quickly stepping back to create distance and posed in a defensive stance, not wanting to be butchered at will.

However, the four bodyguards were quick to act, the guns in their hands aiming at Zhou Xian in an instant.

Facing four handguns at close range, Zhou Xian’s heart suddenly sank with a sense of despair over the situation.

The training of these four bodyguards was evident; their marksmanship was precise. Although he was an Ancient Martial Artist in the Physical Tempering Realm, in such a situation, this was completely useless; probably even a Martial Artist in the Qi Drawing Realm would not be confident to deal with it.

It seems I, Zhou Xian, am destined to meet my end here!

Sweat poured from his forehead, his body felt cold and clammy, and he experienced the terror of facing death itself.

Cui Dong threw the dagger, stabbing it into the table top, and barked: “Do it!”

“Swoosh!”

Two of the bodyguards holstered their guns, each picked up an iron rod, and with menacing smiles, they began to advance step by step.

“Stop.”

All of a sudden, the door was violently kicked open from outside.