ather than the game itself, which is something only seen briefly in real classic matches.Many people had their eyes opened for the first time to see such complex and difficult skills appear in this ga...Chapter 97: Making an Escape

"Among them, there are mostly boys and girls around seven or eight years old. Occasionally, you can see one or two who are nineteen or twenty, but they all follow those younger ones. The one talking is a man around twenty."

It seems Zhang Ming has some backing, which is why he's leisurely watching Tang Wu and the others.

He then stood up, holding his can of beer and said, "Let’s be clear about this: I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. Looking at Tang Wu, ‘I think this only concerns Ningdong and me; there's no need to involve others.’"

The door was pushed open. The two boys guarding the entrance originally wanted to prevent the waiters from entering and causing disturbances, but now that they’ve been replaced by two girls blocking Tang Wu’s way, it caught them off guard.

Su Can walked in. At 180 cm tall, he towered over these high school students, so when he opened the door like this, the other two men hesitated to obstruct him. Some of the boys here stood up one by one, and Zhang Ming was surprised to see Su Can. He then smiled and said, "Ah, Ningdong’s backup"

Su Can didn’t say a word and walked forward, taking the hands of the two girls and greeting everyone, “It's late already; let's all go home and get some rest.”

He then led them out. One of the two boys guarding the entrance tried to stop him, but his strength couldn’t match Su Can’s. He was pushed aside forcefully by Su Can with one hand, allowing a break in their ranks.

The others were momentarily stunned; some of the boys cried out, "That's not right; how can we let them get away"

Those who had been sitting on the sofa immediately sprang up and leaped over the coffee table to chase after them. If they really allowed someone to be taken away in front of so many people today, it would severely damage their group’s reputation.

Su Can led the two girls out of the private room who had yet to react, and suddenly everything became clear before them. Ningdong, who was being scrutinized by everyone inside and felt immense pressure, found her legs trembling uncontrollably. If Zhang Ming really poured that bucket of ice-cold beer over her head, she couldn’t guarantee what she might do in a fit of rage.

Perhaps she would fight with him; under the hands of so many people, her ending would undoubtedly be tragic. At that moment, she could only hold back a bitter thought: I lost, and now I have to swallow my shattered teeth.

And now, Ningdong didn't know how to describe Su Can—was he an exemplary student who had appeared just in time A hero Or perhaps Ultraman With a joking tone of voice, he threw out a sentence that left everyone unable to react, then calmly led them out of the room as if pulling two children who shouldn’t have been there.

How could she feel like this Ningdong didn't understand.

The three people walked quickly ahead. Behind them, the private room was already in a state of chaos with clattering sounds coming from inside. One after another, people rushed out. The leading few boys were undoubtedly the most prominent figures within their circle and thus charged forth the hardest, feeling indignant at being toyed around earlier. Now they all wanted to stop those who were fleeing and might even get into a fight.

Tang Wu also felt that the pursuers behind were getting closer. She subconsciously tightened her grip on Su Can's hand as a waiter carrying a tray hurriedly moved to the side of the corridor, looking at this group of furious teenagers.

Su Can squeezed Tang Wu's hand and whispered, "You guys go first." Then he let go of Tang Wu’s hand, reached out, grabbed the bottle that looked like a blue hammer from the tray, lifted it up, turned around, and smashed it onto the wall. Bang! It shattered into pieces with alcohol splashing everywhere.

The first few people to arrive were stunned.

Sharp pain came from his hand as he squeezed too hard and the glass bottle cut him. Now he knew that smashing bottles was not always easy or enjoyable like what he saw on TV.

Glass shards cut his hand, making it hurt and causing blood to flow out. This scene frightened passersby quite a bit. It was also due to Su Can's calm and resolute action, as well as the sight of his bleeding hand, that made these boys who had followed stop in their tracks, staring at him with wide eyes.

The dozen or so people trailing behind also paused for a moment.

These were merely high school students. They hadn't been closely exposed to society; most of them were either second-year or third-year high school students, while some might have entered university. But the oldest among them was barely twenty years old. Compared to Su Can's dual-life experience, these teenagers had little to no comparison.

They were just children.

Growing up in Shanghai’s favorable environment, they would form cliques and exclude each other, or be at each other's throats because of some petty grievances.

Their actions never reached the level of pouring water on each other or fighting with knives. Compared to Su Can back then who could remain calm and react promptly even when faced with a knife aimed at him by Chen Chong in Xiahai, there was quite a gap between these high school students and him.

Su Can decisively pushed the two girls away, turned around, grabbed the alcohol bottle, and smashed it all in one fluid motion.

Ignoring the blood dripping from his hand and the pain, he took large steps forward, grabbing the collar of the leading twenty-year-old youth. With a bottle handle still covered in glass shards, he pressed against the youth's neck so forcefully that it raised some skin.

Su Can’s actions were not just to put pressure on this ringleader but also to intimidate those behind him who were shouting.

His continuous and composed action of restraining the leader caused these teenagers to freeze in fear, unsure if he would really stab them in the neck. This illusion was enough to make their spines tingle.

"Come on, let go of him! Let that person go!" someone shouted from the side, but they had already lost much of their courage and were mixed with girls' support sounds.

The young man, who was being held by Su Can, glared fiercely with his eyes wide, shouting, "Let me go! Let me go! If you don’t let me go… I won’t make it easy for you! You dare to kill me Huh But if you can't, I’ll tell you this: In Shanghai, my family isn’t an unknown one. Have you investigated what my family does As long as there’s still breath in me, I swear I won’t let you have a good time!"

For the young man, his father was a deputy department-level cadre in Shanghai, and his mother had several companies operating in Zhejiang and Shanghai. Now that he was twenty years old and didn't want to study anymore, his mother supported him with fifty thousand yuan as startup capital so that he could start his own company and deal with car sales. His business wasn’t bad and he had many friends helping out, making him quite well-known in this circle—far beyond what Ning Dong or Cao Ze (who were still studying and hadn't entered society) could match.

"Shut up," said Su Can as he raised his hand and slapped the young man. A bloody palm print appeared on the young man's face, with blood splashes flying into his eyes.

“You actually dare to—” As Su Can’s hand approached, a sharp pain shot through the young man's neck, causing him to choke immediately. When faced with life-and-death threats, he wasn’t as brave anymore.

"Don't do this!" A girl started crying. This situation had never happened before and was beyond what anyone could have predicted.

Even more unexpected was that Su Can pushed the young man who could have been used as a hostage back with his bloody hand, rubbing it on the stunned youth's face to reveal several shocking palm prints in blood.

Then he turned around and took a handkerchief from a waiter’s pocket. Wrapping it around his hands, he told everyone present, "Go back and do what you were doing before; don’t follow me."

The best joke is one that the teller doesn't find funny but makes everyone else laugh.

Similarly, the most effective intimidation tactic isn't felt by those who carry it out, but instills fear in everyone else.

Su Can's calm demeanor, cold expression, and swift actions, combined with the glass shard he held and his short yet authoritative tone, all made these people hesitate to take any further action.

Su Can turned and left, tossing the bottle into a trash bin with a clatter before entering an elevator.

Behind him stood a dozen or so people on the shattered glass floor, without any follow-up actions.

When he reached the ground floor, Pang Yiran and Cao Ze saw that things had turned for the worse and called their parents to come assist. A few men in white suits were getting ready to head upstairs after hearing Tang Wu's account of events, only to see Su Can emerge unscathed.

This caused Ning Dong, who was still shouting at a few people, "Su Cen is upstairs! Hurry up and save him!" to be momentarily stunned.

The man the white suit had seen when he got off the plane in the afternoon noticed that all the children were present. Thus, everyone left the karaoke city, with several cars parked outside. Some people stepped forward to negotiate with those who remained.

Su Can and Tang Wu entered the first car, with Tang's father sitting in the back seat.

After they got into the car, a few of them started their engines and left one after another.

Tang Wu looked at Su Can’s hand wrapped in a handkerchief, her eyes reddening out of concern.

Tang's father asked, "How did you get injured We need to head back to the hotel quickly for a check-up at our clinic!"

"It's nothing," Su Can smiled and said to Tang's father. "Sorry, Uncle Tang."

Tang's father hurriedly shook his head. "Su Can, you did well. In such situations, it’s best to let others contact the parents first. If we hadn't been informed by your call, we wouldn’t have known and couldn’t have arrived in time to handle everything properly."

The lights behind them were from police cars; red and blue flashing lights could be seen nearby. The local police station was highly sensitive about incidents involving entertainment venues. Generally speaking, once a report is made, they would arrive promptly.

Probably because Tang's father was present, despite the longing looks Tang Wu gave Su Can, neither of them dared to do anything inappropriate in front of him, making things much less free compared to America.

Tang's father glanced at Tang Wu and then said to Su Can, "I owe you a thank you for this."

Su Can hurriedly said it was unnecessary but felt an odd sense. The warm atmosphere of being in the same car with Tang Wu and her father reminded him of something unique after his return to Shanghai.

That evening, Tang's father received several calls from the moment they got into the car until reaching the hotel. Even when Su Can was getting bandaged at their clinic, he could hear Tang’s father taking phone calls outside: "Our Tang Wu dislikes getting involved in these matters, but my daughter encounters this upon her return home, Mr. Li! Tell me, what's going on You must resolve this for us!"

"Hello, Director Zhao. Yes, yes… armed threat This is absolutely impossible; there’s nothing to it. And as for those children, they’re just being rowdy and need discipline."

Inside the clinic with Tang Wu’s company and care during bandaging, Su Can no longer felt much pain from his superficial hand injury. The two of them quietly listened to Tang's father on the phone; this round, middle-aged man handled all external attacks and waves, leaving a peaceful and harmonious space inside the clinic.t shoulder responsibilitiesThis stage, this world, may no longer belong solely to him.Mu Yue hadn't paid much attention to Su Cen's defeat until this moment when she began to take a closer look at the...