Before those few fierce-looking guys could even get into position, Lu Xuan had already moved.
He had no interest in playing fancy games with these small-time thugs; his nascent Sanda skills were overkill for these street hooligans.
Lu Xuan pushed off with his feet, and his entire body shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, so fast that the yellow-haired man didn't even react.
He only felt a blur in front of his eyes, followed by a tremendous force to his chin, and his entire body involuntarily tilted backward, his feet leaving the ground, flying over two meters, and landing on the ground with a "bang," his nose instantly gushing blood, and golden stars swirling before his eyes.
The remaining few subordinates were greatly alarmed by the sight; just as they were about to step forward, Lu Xuan moved even faster.
He swept out with a clean and sharp spinning back kick, carrying a fierce whoosh of wind, directly kicking away the two men who were charging at the front.
Immediately after, another side kick sent the guy trying to flank him clutching his stomach and kneeling on the ground.
The entire process was fluid and seamless; in a flash, a group of wailing "ugly ducklings" lay on the ground.
In just a few short seconds, the situation was completely reversed.
The several people who had been so arrogant just moments ago were now all clutching various parts of their bodies, writhing in pain on the ground, not a trace of their previous arrogance remaining.
The entrance of the post station instantly fell silent; the surrounding Students stared with wide eyes and slightly agape mouths, clearly stunned by Lu Xuan's clean and decisive moves.
No one expected that this handsome male Student could fight so well, and without holding back at all.
Lu Xuan clapped his hands, his gaze calmly sweeping over the people lying on the ground.
His gaze finally landed on the female Student hiding behind them, her face ashen.
At this moment, her face was filled with fear and disbelief; her previous smugness had long vanished.
Lu Xuan stepped towards her, each step like treading on her heart.
"You... you don't come over!" The female Student retreated repeatedly in fear, her voice tinged with a sob, shouting feebly but fiercely, "If you come any closer, I'll call the police! You're hitting people!"
Lu Xuan sneered, his eyes cold: "Call the police? Go ahead. It's a good chance for the police uncles to see all your messy affairs too."
He stopped, took out his phone, and put the photos he had taken into the Black Material APP.
"Ding! Detecting new analyzable target person..."
The system's cold prompt only sounded in Lu Xuan's mind.
"Scanning photo information..."
"Target person: Gao Yuanyuan."
"Gao Yuanyuan, female, 22 years old, from Tianjin, her parents are leaders of a drama troupe; she has been pampered since childhood and is arrogant."
"Black material generating... please wait..."
"Black material generation complete!"
"Option one: Exchange for 1000 yuan."
"Option two: Exchange for Black Material Voucher × 1."
"Choose 1000 yuan exchange," Lu Xuan silently recited in his mind; for black material on such minor characters, exchanging with money was sufficient.
"Exchange complete! Account balance deducted 1000 yuan."
"Black material details: Repeatedly stolen snacks from supermarkets, and stolen Student underwear in the dormitory building."
"Specific description: Target person Gao Yuanyuan, her family's financial situation is very good, but Gao Yuanyuan has a peculiar habit of stealing things. She doesn't lack money; she just enjoys the process of stealing and the thrill of it. She has repeatedly stolen various goods from different supermarkets at school and also stolen multiple people's clothes and underwear within the dormitory building."
A PPT file of over fifty or sixty pages instantly appeared on Lu Xuan's phone screen.
It contained not only photos of her stealthily taking snacks and cosmetics in supermarkets, but also many photos and videos of her secretly pulling down clotheslines and grabbing clothes, especially women's underwear, in dormitory corridors when no one was around.
Every photo clearly captured her expression at the time: the excitement of succeeding, the tension during the theft, and that pathological, indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Lu Xuan casually tapped open a photo and turned his phone screen towards Gao Yuanyuan.
In the photo, Gao Yuanyuan was bending down, furtively pulling a pink lace bra from a clothesline, with a twisted smile on her face.
"Little bitch, who is this in the photo?"
Lu Xuan's voice was light, but to Gao Yuanyuan's ears, it was like a thunderclap.
The moment Gao Yuanyuan saw the photo, she felt as if struck by lightning; the color instantly drained from her face, making her even paler than when she had been beaten.
Her lips trembled violently, and her eyes were filled with extreme fear and disbelief.
"You... where did you get these photos?!"
She shrieked, her voice unusually piercing due to fear, "You secretly took pictures! You invaded my privacy!"
Lu Xuan was amused by her reaction; she actually had the nerve to turn the tables? She was truly rotten to the core!
"Bullshit!"
Lu Xuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable pressure, "This is evidence of you stealing Student underwear! You still have the nerve to say I secretly took pictures? A thief crying 'stop thief,' it just shows what a bad bitch you are!"
The atmosphere in the post station, which had quieted down due to the fight, was instantly reignited by Lu Xuan's words.
Everyone's gaze focused on Gao Yuanyuan, their expressions shifting from surprise to shock, then to disbelief and a hint of disdain.
Stealing things? And stealing Student underwear? This kind of habit was simply horrifying!
"I... I didn't!"
Gao Yuanyuan was still stubborn, but her eyes had already started to dart around, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Lu Xuan sneered, then slid his phone screen a few more times, and more shocking photos and video clips flashed before Gao Yuanyuan's eyes.
There were shots of her stuffing items into her bag in the supermarket, her furtive figure on different dormitory floors, and even more photos of her with a pathological smile at the camera after succeeding.
"Didn't?" Lu Xuan's tone grew even colder, "Were these all captured by surveillance? Or did you lose your memory? Do your parents, the Tianjin drama troupe leaders, know that their precious daughter is a thieving pervert at Yanjing University?"
"You shut up!" Gao Yuanyuan completely broke down, no longer caring about her image, covering her ears and screaming loudly, "No! It's not me! You're talking nonsense!"
She rushed forward, trying to snatch Lu Xuan's phone, but Lu Xuan easily dodged her.
"What, trying to destroy the evidence?" A hint of amusement flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes, "Too late. I've already synced these things to several places. As long as I want, tomorrow the whole school, even the whole internet, will be able to see your wonderful performance."
He pointed to the yellow-haired man and his subordinates who were still groaning on the ground: "You brought these trash here to solve your problems for you? Or did you want them to also appreciate your 'unique hobby'?"