Chapter 2092

The man approached the car and finally saw the wreckage of the accident.

The car had crashed into the tree trunk, breaking it, and the front of the car was completely shattered, with coolant trickling down.

In the driver’s seat, Mu Xiaojiu slumped forward over the steering wheel.

Blood was flowing down his head; even if he wasn’t dead, he seemed to be seriously injured.

The man reached back and made an OK gesture.

The other two understood and approached immediately.

“I didn’t expect it to be this easy to deal with Mu Xiaojiu. He’s just an empty name,” remarked a slightly shorter man. “Isn’t he dead?”

The taller man chuckled and reached out to open the car door.

Their goal was to take Mu Xiaojiu back; as long as he wasn’t dead, it didn’t matter how injured he was.

He unbuckled Mu Xiaojiu’s seatbelt and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

Suddenly, Mu Xiaojiu moved.

He moved with lightning speed, his body lunging forward, crashing hard into the tall man’s arms.

The tall man was caught off guard, feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen as his body flew backward several meters, collapsing onto the ground.

But his martial arts training wasn’t in vain; he flipped his arm back, supported himself on the ground, and stood up again.

Mu Xiaojiu’s eyes shifted slightly, surprised that this man could stand up after taking a blow from him with seventy percent of his strength.

These people were clearly experts.

The man now had a newfound respect for Mu Xiaojiu’s abilities. Previously, he had only heard rumors and thought they were a joke.

No one expected Mu Xiaojiu’s power to be this formidable.

If he hadn’t practiced Iron Cloth Shirt or similar skills, he would have already collapsed from that hit.

The other two, being farther away, immediately prepared to rush towards Mu Xiaojiu.

The tall man raised his hand to stop them.

“Mu Xiaojiu, you can’t leave today. You might as well come back with us and avoid further pain.”

He knew the power of Mu Xiaojiu, and if he could avoid a fight, he would, to prevent getting his own people hurt.

Mu Xiaojiu sneered coldly, “If you kneel and beg me, perhaps I might consider your proposal.”

The tall man’s eyes turned cold, “You’re courting death.”

He took a stride towards Mu Xiaojiu, punching out before even getting close.

The other two saw this and joined in without hesitation, closing in.

The short man flicked his hand, and a chilling dagger appeared in his grip.

The woman did the same, revealing a retractable baton.

Without a word, the two advanced on Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu furrowed his brows slightly; it would be harder to fight once the three of them were close.

As he pondered, the tall man’s powerful punch was already inches from his face.

Mu Xiaojiu crouched to evade it.

Sweeping his leg along the ground, as if knowing the tall man would jump to dodge, he suddenly sprang up.

Fist clenched tight, he smashed it towards the spot where the man rose.

“Ah…”

A scream echoed. Before the tall man could react, he was sent flying backward.

The other two felt a surge of tension, pausing slightly.

In that brief moment, Mu Xiaojiu had already turned, springing towards the short man.

These two seemed trained in teamwork; the woman swiftly swung her baton down towards Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu had to sidestep, momentarily abandoning his attack on the short man, retreating backwards.

Only then did the two have a chance to check on the tall man, who was sitting on the ground, grimacing in pain and clutching his leg.

They hadn’t seen how Mu Xiaojiu managed to break the tall man’s leg with his blow.

It was known that the tall man was the strongest in defense among the three of them.

Yet, in just one move, Mu Xiaojiu had taken him down.

Mr. Xiaojiu was indeed as terrifying as the legends said!