Chapter 263: A Hundred People

Lei Yin glanced down at the man still screaming on the ground, then looked up at the large crowd of weapon-wielding youths. He said calmly, “If I heard correctly, you’re planning to tear down the China Tower sign?”

“Who are you?” a cocky youth asked loudly, pointing a baseball bat at Lei Yin.

Ignoring him, Lei Yin pulled a piece of paper from his coat pocket and announced, “I don’t know who sent you here to stir up trouble, but let’s skip the nonsense. I’m sure you don’t want the police involved. If you want a fight, no problem, but first, you’ll need to sign and thumbprint this formal contract. The contract clearly states that any fighting between parties A and B will be regarded as a martial arts duel. Any injuries or deaths that occur are the sole responsibility of the participants, and neither side will be held accountable afterward. Party A refers to all of you, and Party B…”

He paused and turned to look at Kuang Dao.

Kuang Dao stared back with an expression as fiery as his personality.

With a resigned sigh, Lei Yin turned back to the crowd and continued, “Party B refers to me and this man here. In short, the two of us will take on all of you.”

His words stunned everyone into silence. For a moment, the youths stared at him as if he were a lunatic, their disbelief turning into mocking laughter.

Even the China Tower security guards wore awkward expressions. Initially, they had hoped this man would propose a sensible solution, but instead, his suggestion was beyond reckless and utterly unrealistic.

The more experienced head of security quietly approached Zhang Mingyu and whispered, “Manager Zhang, we should call the police while they’re distracted. If we wait any longer, it’ll be too late.”

Zhang Mingyu’s face showed hesitation. To be honest, he also thought Lei Yin’s suggestion was insane. He’d heard rumors about Lei Yin single-handedly defeating entire martial arts clubs in Teikyo, but since he hadn’t witnessed it personally, he found it hard to believe.

Now, they were up against over 200 weapon-wielding thugs. The sheer pressure was enough to make ordinary people like him feel weak at the knees. And this man wanted to take them on alone? In his eyes, Lei Yin was either overconfident or completely crazy.

At this point, calling the police seemed like the best option. If someone got killed, it wouldn’t just be about whether China Tower stayed in business—it could lead to far more serious consequences.

With that thought, Zhang Mingyu moved closer to Lei Yin and whispered urgently, “Mr. Gennai, let’s call the police. This is getting out of hand!”

Lei Yin glanced at him and said, “Listen, don’t do anything. Leave everything to me.”

Then, turning back to the crowd of laughing youths, he shouted, “I won’t repeat myself. If you want to fight, sign and thumbprint the contract. Otherwise, get the hell out of here—I don’t have time to waste on you.”

Lei Yin’s blunt attitude enraged many of the youths. Two of them, standing at the front, suddenly charged at him. One of them swung his baseball bat straight at Lei Yin’s head.

Lei Yin sneered, not even bothering to dodge. With a casual motion, he slapped the first youth across the face. The young man couldn’t react in time, blood streaming from his face as he howled in pain, clutching his wound.

At the same moment, the second attacker saw something flash before his eyes. Before he could react, a force struck his abdomen like a car crash. The impact sent him flying horizontally, knocking over another thug behind him before finally coming to a stop. When the man who had been knocked down managed to get up, he realized the attacker was already unconscious.

Seeing how Lei Yin casually took down two of their comrades, the remaining youths started to feel uneasy. They began to realize that this man, like Kuang Dao, was no ordinary person. By now, none of them were laughing anymore.

Without sparing the crowd a second glance, Lei Yin turned to Zhang Mingyu and said, “Bring out a table and a pen. Make sure they all sign and thumbprint the contract—every single one of them.”

Zhang Mingyu initially wanted to say a few more words of persuasion, but when he saw Lei Yin’s gaze, he suddenly found himself unable to speak. Reluctantly, he ordered people to bring a table over.

What followed was almost comical. Under Zhang Mingyu’s direction, the weapon-wielding youths lined up one by one to sign and thumbprint the contract. Once finished, they moved to the other side.

Aside from the security guards who were visibly tense, the scene looked more like a massive recruitment event.

Zhang Mingyu, however, was suffering in silence. Each thug glared at him before signing, leaving him trembling in fear of running into these troublemakers on the street in the future. But he knew there was no point in dwelling on it—he had to get through this moment first.

Compared to Zhang Mingyu’s nervousness, Lei Yin and Kuang Dao were completely relaxed.

When Kuang Dao explained that he’d been homeless after losing the business card and credit card Lei Yin had given him, Lei Yin couldn’t help but laugh. “No wonder you took so long to find me, you idiot. That’s just the kind of stupid situation you’d get yourself into.”

Kuang Dao gritted his teeth and growled, “I’m all healed up now, and this time, I’m going to beat you to a pulp.”

Lei Yin was about to tease him further when Zhang Mingyu suddenly ran over with the contract, saying, “Mr. Gennai, they’ve all signed.”

Lei Yin glanced at the contract and asked, “Everyone signed?”

“Yes.” Zhang Mingyu’s face turned awkward as he added, “Mr. Gennai, please reconsider. I just did a count—there are 230 of them…”

Before he could finish, Kuang Dao impatiently interrupted, “Damn it, can’t you shut up? If you say one more word, I’ll beat you too.” In this day and age, it was rare to encounter a brawl involving hundreds of people, and Kuang Dao wasn’t about to let anyone ruin it for him.

Lei Yin said to Zhang Mingyu, “Don’t worry, I don’t even see these thugs as a threat.” Then, turning to Kuang Dao, he added, “Hey, when we start, don’t go overboard. I don’t want anyone actually dying—that would cause a lot of trouble.”

Kuang Dao scoffed, “When did you get so naggy? I know how to control myself.”

Hearing their casual conversation, Zhang Mingyu felt even more uneasy. These two were clearly not normal people.

After handing the contract to Zhang Mingyu for safekeeping, Lei Yin and Kuang Dao walked toward the group of youths.

Seeing the two men approach, the thugs instinctively tightened their grips on their weapons, ready to charge at any moment.

Lei Yin glanced at them and suddenly pointed southward. “There’s a plaza up ahead. We’ll start there.” Without another word, he turned and walked off.

The youths exchanged glances before following him one after another.

The security guards, along with a few curious tourists, also tagged along to watch.

Looking back at the two separated groups trailing behind them, Kuang Dao muttered, “Damn it, this looks like some kind of protest march. It’s embarrassing.”

Hearing the crude remark, Lei Yin couldn’t help but smile. He had deliberately led the gang away from the entrance of China Tower to settle things elsewhere, avoiding any further disturbance at the gate.

It wasn’t long before the group arrived at the plaza Lei Yin had mentioned.

By now, it was around 7 or 8 PM, and more pedestrians were appearing in the area. Seeing such a large group gathering, curious onlookers began to crowd around, wondering what was going on. In no time, the 200-plus thugs, 20-some security guards, former China Tower customers, and the growing number of spectators made the area increasingly packed.

Lei Yin and Kuang Dao stepped into the center of the plaza.

Briefly surveying the thugs now surrounding them in a tight ring, Lei Yin raised his right hand, made a beckoning motion, and said, “Let’s begin, you little bastards.”

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Although youth fights and disturbances have become increasingly common in Japan in recent years, it’s safe to say that no one has ever experienced being attacked by over two hundred people at once.  

But tonight, everyone in the plaza had the rare privilege of witnessing this spectacular scene firsthand.  

For those thugs who treated brawling like an everyday meal, dealing with two people normally wouldn’t require such overwhelming numbers. Under typical circumstances, five or six people would’ve been more than enough.  

However, they quickly realized that these two men were monsters.  

In less than thirty seconds, when over twenty people were already lying on the ground screaming and writhing in pain, a feeling called fear began to spread among the crowd.  

What truly terrified them was not just the unbelievable outcome but the way those two fought.  

The two men had completely different fighting styles, but there was one commonality: every single move they made was devoid of any flourish or wasted motion. Their attacks were the simplest, cleanest, and most direct possible. Yet the speed and force behind each strike were beyond anything the thugs had ever seen.  

As more and more people collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony, the panic in the crowd reached its peak.  

Fear can cause people to retreat, but it can also drive them into a frenzy.  

Given their absolute numerical advantage, the remaining thugs instinctively chose the latter. In an instant, all of them roared madly, gripping their weapons tightly as they charged forward, intent on killing the two men.  

What does it feel like to be attacked by over two hundred people at once? Different people might have different answers.  

When Lei Yin and Kuang Dao saw the swarm of thugs charging toward them, their expressions suddenly changed.  

“Call the police, quickly!” Zhang Mingyu, who had been watching anxiously from the sidelines, could no longer hold back when he saw the two men getting engulfed by the crowd. He turned to a security guard beside him and shouted.  

The stunned security guard finally snapped out of his daze and hurriedly pulled out his phone.  

“Go help them! Save those two!” Zhang Mingyu yelled at the other security guards while the first one was dialing.  

Hearing this order, the head of the security team looked grim. Based on his experience, rushing into the crowd at this point would immediately turn the situation into an uncontrollable melee. With only about twenty of them, it would be extremely dangerous, especially since the thugs had already lost all sense of reason.  

Seeing the team leader hesitate, Zhang Mingyu grabbed him by the collar and roared, “What are you standing around for? Go save them now!”  

The team leader gritted his teeth, then turned and shouted to the other security guards, “Everyone, come with me to save them! Remember, if you’re attacked, protect yourselves first.” 

As the security guards rushed forward, Zhang Mingyu turned to the remaining guard and asked, “Did you get through?”

“It’s connected.”  

“Give me the phone.” Zhang Mingyu snatched the phone as he spoke.  

“Hello, this is—” Zhang Mingyu abruptly stopped speaking and froze, staring blankly ahead.  

What stunned him into silence were two youths who had been flung out of the crowd.  

At this moment, Zhang Mingyu saw what looked like something swelling and bursting within the group, as the thugs began retreating en masse. Even as they stumbled backward, pained screams could still be heard coming from within the crowd.  

It wasn’t just Zhang Mingyu—everyone, including the security guards, stood frozen, trying to figure out what was happening. Before long, as the crowd thinned out, the true cause of the commotion became clear.  

In the center of the group stood the two men, very much alive, each occupying a separate spot. Although they were still surrounded by people, they looked completely unscathed.  

Compared to the initial scuffle, the two men’s movements had become even faster and more ruthless. It didn’t matter who it was—anyone who was struck, kicked, or grabbed by either of them was immediately incapacitated. The luckier ones ended up unconscious or unable to get up, while the unlucky ones suffered broken limbs. Many of them didn’t even have the chance to see what hit them before they were taken out. The weapons they held were as useless as toys, offering no advantage at all.  

By now, although the youths still had the numerical advantage, this advantage began to weaken with each person who fell to the ground.

As the two men casually smashed someone’s nose with a single punch or snapped a joint with a single kick, some of the onlookers couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the thugs.

Zhang Mingyu, on the other hand, smiled and hung up the phone after the call to the police had been connected.

It wasn’t long before a thug, who had snapped out of his dazed excitement, realized that, apart from himself, there were fewer than twenty people still standing.

This realization sent a chill through him. Looking around, he saw his comrades lying motionless or screaming in agony. Unable to tolerate the bizarre atmosphere any longer, he dropped his pipe and fled. Seeing him run, two other youths immediately followed suit.

Influenced by these three, the remaining ten or so youths panicked and fled as well.

“Damn it, don’t run!” Kuang Dao hated nothing more than when the opponent fled halfway through a fight. He immediately charged after them.

“Stop chasing!” Lei Yin grabbed his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Kuang Dao performed a reverse lock on his wrist. Lei Yin hadn’t expected this sudden move and had to use a counter-technique to shake off his grip and step back.

But Kuang Dao wasn’t going to let him go. He turned and used his right hand like a tiger’s claw, aiming for Lei Yin’s throat.

At the same time, Lei Yin twisted his wrist to lock Kuang Dao’s arm and kicked directly at his sternum.

To protect himself, Kuang Dao jumped back a step.

Lei Yin didn’t pursue but instead cursed, “Damn it, you fool. If you want to fight, don’t choose this moment.”

Kuang Dao retorted, “Who told you to stop me earlier? I haven’t had enough fun yet, so I’ll take it out on you.”

Lei Yin ignored him, stepping over to a young man who was lying on the ground, screaming in pain, and stepped on the leg that had been broken—whether by his or Kuang Dao’s kick.

The young man let out a soul-shaking scream.

After loosening his foot slightly, Lei Yin asked, “Who told you to come here and cause trouble?”

“I… I…” The young man stammered.

Lei Yin, annoyed by the delay, stepped down harder.

“I—I really don’t know. They said they wanted to fight here, and I was just called to help.” The young man began crying as he spoke.

Lei Yin looked at him and, seeing no signs of lying, let him go and moved on to interrogate someone else.

Finally, after questioning a third person, he learned the truth of the situation.

It turned out that only a portion of the youths were local thugs. After China Tower opened, some of the nearby restaurant owners, fearing competition, hired these thugs to cause trouble at the tower. They had also secretly stirred up anti-Chinese students and some local youths to join in the disruption.

Lei Yin, not wanting China Tower to be associated with the Japanese underworld, had refrained from asking Akamatsu Ryuichiro to send people for protection. Instead, he had just told him to have the nearby China Town gangs avoid causing trouble. Even the security guards in China Town were hired from reputable companies.

However, in the days following the opening, several incidents of theft occurred inside China Town. Zhang Mingyu, seeing this, had sent most of the security guards outside to patrol. In hindsight, it seemed that these were also the work of those causing trouble behind the scenes.

After understanding the situation, Lei Yin glanced at Kuang Dao.

Feeling Lei Yin’s gaze, Kuang Dao glared and said, “What, you want to fight? I’m always ready.”

Lei Yin smiled but didn’t respond.

At this moment, Zhang Mingyu ran over and asked, “Mr. Gennai, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Let’s go.”

The onlookers, seeing the numerous fallen bodies and watching as the two men walked away unscathed, couldn’t help but feel a chill. They immediately cleared a wide path, avoiding them like a plague.

In the distance, the sound of approaching ambulances could be heard.