Kicking Dahui away, Wang An walked toward him. As Dahui struggled to stand while clutching his dislocated left arm, Wang An delivered a vicious kick straight to Dahui's right arm.
This kick sent Dahui sliding another two or three meters.
Only then did Wang An open his mouth to curse
"Fuck you! Come on! Weren't you acting all tough? Come on, get up!"
As he spoke, Wang An continued to close in on Dahui.
Dislocating an arm is something that, if one isn't used to it, can be excruciatingly painful; it's very difficult to adapt to in a short amount of time.
However, this guy named Dahui was genuinely fierce. Despite having one arm dislocated by Wang An, the kid ignored the injury and sprang back up with a carp-leap.
The moment Wang An drew near, Dahui, clutching his left arm with his right, launched a series of kicks toward Wang An with both legs.
To be fair, Dahui's legwork was indeed quite good, but the dislocated left arm severely hampered his overall strength and balance.
With a single "Oolong Tail-Whip" move, Wang An kicked the airborne Dahui back down to the ground.
This time, Wang An gave Dahui no chance to rise. He immediately executed a "Dragon Coiling the Jade Pillar," pinning Dahui's chest down with his knee and gripping Dahui's throat with his right hand, squeezing hard.
But after only two seconds, Wang An suddenly remembered that he couldn't kill this person—primarily because he couldn't kill someone in a setting like this.
Consequently, Wang An released the boy named Dahui and began raining down punches, left and right, onto both of Dahui's cheeks.
Originally, Wang An wanted to hit Dahui's temples, but he was genuinely afraid he might accidentally beat him to death.
The temples are an extremely fragile area; if Dahui were unlucky, he could very well have been killed by Wang An.
At this moment, Wang An looked absolutely ferocious, his face wearing an expression that suggested he wouldn't stop until he had beaten Dahui to death.
A villager surnamed Niu tried to step forward to pull Wang An away, but with a single yank, a shove, and a punch, Wang An sent the man sprawling on the ground wailing, unable to even stand.
Wang An's brutality stunned everyone at the scene; one by one, they were left gaping in terror.
Those who had intended to step in and break up the fight subconsciously stopped in their tracks. Some even took a few steps back, fearing that this god of slaughter would turn his anger toward them.
Truth be told, with Wang An's current combat power, dealing with three or five ordinary people was like playing a game; it required almost no effort at all.
After a dozen or so punches, Dahui began to spit blood, and several teeth were mixed in with the blood.
Only then did Wang An stand up. Without sparing a single glance at the wailing villager surnamed Niu, he turned and walked over to the still-groaning Niu Dayou.
Grabbing Niu Dayou by the collar with his left hand, Wang An's right hand went to work, delivering over a dozen vicious slaps across Niu Dayou's large face.
As he slapped, Wang An cursed
"Fuck you! Did I give you too much face? Huh? You fucking dare to play favorites in a fight? Fuck you, fuck your whole family, fuck you!"
At this moment, Wang An truly felt the urge to kill. However, he really didn't dare kill someone in public, so he forced himself to endure it.
Though he suppressed the urge to kill, the force in his hands increased.
After the dozen slaps, Niu Dayou's entire face swelled up at a visible speed, and blood began streaming from the corners of his mouth.
It was evident just how much force Wang An had used while slapping Niu Dayou.
Seeing that Niu Dayou had been slapped into a daze, Wang An said viciously
"Fuck you, this isn't over. Just wait around to die, alright?"
As he spoke, Wang An gave Niu Dayou one last slap and shoved him to the ground with his left hand.
Standing up, Wang An saw Niu Dawei lying on the ground, already unconscious. Without hesitation, he stepped on Niu Dawei's hand and began to grind his foot down with force, twisting his heel.
It must be said that this method of waking someone up is incredibly efficient. Niu Dawei, who had been unconscious, suddenly let out a scream and woke up completely.
However, Wang An's foot did not leave Niu Dawei's hand; he continued to grind it down forcefully.
From the grit of Wang An's teeth, it was easy to see that he was using his maximum strength. One could only imagine what state Niu Dawei's hand would be in.
Only when Niu Dawei fainted again from the sheer pain did Wang An withdraw his foot. But immediately after, Wang An squatted on the ground and began slapping Niu Dawei across the face.
Once he had slapped Niu Dawei awake again, Wang An said with a cold sneer
"Why are you so damn cheap? I fucking didn't want to deal with you, couldn't you tell? Do you two brothers think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
The more he spoke, the angrier Wang An became. He simply couldn't understand why, among the three major surnames in Kaoshan Village—the Lis, the Suns, and the Nius—the Niu family produced the most bastards.
First there were Niu Dali and Niu Daming, and now Niu Dawei and Niu Dayou. To put it bluntly, the Niu family might actually have a genetic defect; they were rotten to the core.
Thus, Wang An turned his palm into a fist and aimed a punch straight at Niu Dawei's cheek.
Left, then right; after a few hits, Niu Dawei also began spitting blood. Naturally, there were a few teeth mixed in with the blood as well.
And so, three people were dealt with one by one by Wang An alone.
Although the three looked miserable and would only be able to eat liquid foods like porridge or noodle soup for a while, they weren't actually in critical condition.
Including the boy named Dahui—as long as someone popped his arm back into place, resetting the shoulder joint, he would recover quickly. He just wouldn't be able to use that arm with much force for a short period.
Having finished with the three, Wang An felt extremely refreshed. With a smile on his face, he said to Sun Dafu in front of him
"Grandpa Sun, sorry for the delay. Uh, please continue with your meeting."
Wang An spoke these words with such nonchalance, as if the three people lying on the ground groaning were not the result of his beating.
To be fair, a scene like this was trivial to Wang An.
Setting aside his time spent drifting around, even back in his previous life in the "fence" (prison), a fight like this wouldn't even be considered a real brawl.
In the fence, whenever a fight broke out, it most often ended with one party being permanently crippled.
After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Dafu swallowed hard and was about to speak when the sound of cursing suddenly drifted in from the distance.