* The Path of Escape
Bang killed Sheng and Han Qingsheng. He knew he had completely embarked on a path of no return. The police wanted him, the underworld hunted him, and even ordinary people's eyes made his survival extremely difficult. He couldn't stay in one place for too long; every breath could be detected, and every step he took could be a trap leading to death.
He was used to the night, used to running, used to finding hiding places in the shadows of the city.
But he knew very well that going it alone was a dead end.
He needed allies, a group of fearless warriors unbound by the law.
However, such people were not easy to find.
During his escape, Bang continuously gathered information and used black market resources to find reliable partners. He knew that to build a strong force, besides his own desperate efforts, he needed a key person—someone who could use their connections to find suitable comrades. That person was Lin Zhe.
* Lin Zhe's Decision
Lin Zhe, the taciturn black market doctor, had worked with Bang to assassinate Han Qingsheng. He was a smart man, knowing that Bang's means, will, and ambition were far beyond ordinary people.
"You kid..." Lin Zhe looked at Bang in his dimly lit clinic, a playful smile on his lips. "You're really crazy."
Bang still had wounds from the fight, blood dripping down his arm, but his eyes were still cold and fearless.
"Only a madman can change the world," Bang said in a low voice.
Lin Zhe narrowed his eyes, seeming to ponder something. After a moment, he nodded slowly.
"You want people, right?"
Bang nodded slightly.
Lin Zhe sighed, took out a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep breath. "I've seen your strength, but by yourself, you're just a fugitive. To achieve great things, you need a team. And what you lack is people."
"So, I'll help you."
Bang didn't speak, but a light flashed in his eyes.
Lin Zhe smiled slightly, leaned back in his chair, and said slowly, "There are too many 'outcasts' abandoned by society in this world. Some are mercenaries, some are underworld killers, some are former warriors, but now they're all walking corpses, living without a purpose. I'll use my connections to bring these people to you."
"But whether you can win them over depends on your ability."
* The Gathering of Fugitives
A few days later, Bang was taken to an abandoned basement.
In the dim light, a dozen or twenty men stood there. Some had faces full of flesh, some had cold eyes, some were covered in scars, and some had tattoos, exuding a dangerous aura.
"These people are the world's rejects," Lin Zhe said softly. "They have no direction, no future, but if you can convince them, they will become your most loyal comrades."
Bang stood in front of everyone, looking around. His eyes were still calm, but exuded an undeniable pressure.
"This world only cares about power, money, and status," he said slowly. "And we are just the garbage they casually discard."
Some frowned, while others sneered.
Bang continued, "You have been used, betrayed, and driven to a dead end. Now you're just lingering on."
"But you're not willing to accept it, are you?"
The air was filled with silence and oppression.
"If you're willing to continue being trampled by this world, then get out," Bang's voice suddenly became sharp. "But if you want to change your destiny, follow me."
Some people's eyes began to waver. They looked at each other, seeming to ponder Bang's words.
But then, a rough sneer broke the silence.
* Black Bear's Provocation
"You?"
In the crowd, a bald man with a scarred face and a burly figure stood up, his eyes full of contempt. His fists were bigger than ordinary people's heads, his muscles were knotted, and his aura was like a beast.
"You've got a big mouth, kid," he licked his lips, revealing sharp gold teeth. "I've been in the underworld for more than a decade and seen too many arrogant guys."
He raised his chin, his tone arrogant. "Why should I listen to you?"
Bang didn't back down; his eyes were calm, as if looking at something self-evident.
"It's simple," he said slowly, clenching his fists. "If you don't agree, I'll beat you until you do."
The crowd burst into low laughter.
Black Bear sneered, moved his shoulders, and his muscles made a cracking sound.
"Alright, I'll play with you."
* Respect Earned with Blood
The fight was about to break out!
Black Bear threw a punch, and Bang dodged quickly, but was still grazed by the wind, feeling a sharp pain in his body. Although he was fast, he couldn't avoid such beastly violence.
Black Bear's fist hit Bang's abdomen like a cannonball, sending him flying and crashing heavily into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"This kid's finished..." someone shook their head and sighed.
But Bang stood up.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still cold, without any fear.
"Is that all?" Bang sneered and walked towards Black Bear.
Black Bear frowned. He underestimated this man's willpower.
"Alright, kid, you can take a beating," Black Bear grinned. "Then I'll beat you until you fall—"
Bang rushed forward, grabbed Black Bear's swinging fist, and rammed him with his shoulder!
Black Bear staggered, his face changed.
He underestimated this man's fighting will.
Finally, Black Bear stopped attacking, panting. He stared at Bang, his eyes complex.
Bang was still standing.
"You lost," Bang spat out the blood in his mouth, his voice cold and firm.
Black Bear was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly "bang," he knelt on one knee and lowered his head.
"I'm convinced."
The scene was dead silent, then burst into deafening cheers.
Lin Zhe stood in the corner, his lips slightly raised, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
* The Birth of the Xiao Organization
Bang looked around at everyone, his voice cold.
"If any of you still don't agree, come forward."
No one spoke.
"From today on, the Xiao organization is officially established."
"Follow me, and we will break the rules of this world."
Black Bear was the first to stand up and walk to Bang's side.
Then, the second, the third...
Those abandoned by the world, those trampled souls of society, at this moment, found their new belonging.
—The Xiao organization was finally born.