Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 196 - 112: Night Stall War God, Drunken Fairy Fist_4

Chapter 196: Chapter 112: Night Stall War God, Drunken Fairy Fist_4

Just kidding, she didn’t want to waste her favors on something like this.

Oh!

If only Oppa were Korean, how great would that be?

The two briefly chatted a few more words before ending the call.

Lin Baici returned to the table, only to find that the Border Collie had already left.

After eating a bit more, Lin Baici decided it was time to leave, "Let’s go back, it’s getting too late!"

"Okay!"

Gu Qingxiang paid the bill.

The owner glanced at Lin Baici, remembering the boy because the last time he had feasted here, a pretty girl paid for him.

Unbelievably, half a month had passed, and for his second visit, it was once again a girl who settled the bill.

It seemed his appetite was poor, and he could only "eat soft rice," as they say.

However, this time he showed some conscience and didn’t rip off the girl who looked so easy to deceive.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of two beer bottles smashing on the ground drew the attention of many.

It was from a barbecue stall across the street.

Two groups of students had gotten into an altercation.

"They’re drunk."

The owner had seen this kind of thing all too often.

"You go ahead!"

After saying this, Gu Qingxiang rushed towards the commotion, as a counselor she had to intervene in such matters.

"Student, you should hold back your girlfriend! Those people are drunk and can be both careless and heavy-handed. It’ll be too late once you’re at a loss!"

The owner quickly urged Lin Baici.

Having worked there for over a decade, he’d seen plenty of brawls; you simply can’t reason with intoxicated people.

Without needing the owner to say it, Lin Baici had already taken off after her.

Because over there, the shoving had started, and someone had even started swinging a plastic chair.

"Don’t hit people, stop!"

Gu Qingxiang tried to intervene, "I’m a counselor of Software Engineering at Haijing Polytechnic."

The two clashing parties, one with seven men and three women, the other with twelve men, those not too drunk paused at Gu Qingxiang’s words, but on the side of the twelve, three were obviously too far gone, their faces and necks as red as Guan Yu.

"Who the fuck are you?"

A tall guy cursed and hurled the plastic chair he was holding at Gu Qingxiang.

Gu Qingxiang covered her head with her hands, about to dodge to the side.

Bang!

A fist swung out, sending the chair flying.

Lin Baici’s eyes were icy as he glared at the tall guy.

"Student Lin, don’t get involved!"

Gu Qingxiang was worried that Lin Baici would get hurt.

"I’ll handle it!"

Lin Baici gestured to Gu Qingxiang to be quiet. He looked at the people, "Go and pay the bill, then get lost!"

"Who the fuck are you?"

The tall guy, still annoyed, picked up another stool and cussed as he approached.

His mates tried to pull him back, but how could they restrain someone so drunk and heated?

The tall guy came up to Lin Baici and screamed, "You got the guts to say that again?"

Lin Baici couldn’t be bothered with words; he punched the big guy in the stomach.

Bang!

The tall guy howled, doubled over, and violently vomited out his dinner.

"Fuck, get him!"

The other two drunkards, seeing their buddy get hit, charged over.

"Stop fighting, I’m calling the police."

Gu Qingxiang threatened.

Lin Baici moved quickly, throwing punches in succession.

Drunken Fairy Fist.

Bang! Bang!

Two guys got punched in the chest, their eyes rolled back, and they fell straight down like they had drunk strong liquor, passing out on the spot.

"Holy shit!"

The rest were startled, jolting sober.

Mostly because Lin Baici’s punches were too fast and fierce.

This was a knock-out blow.

Was he a seasoned martial artist?

The tall guy scrambled backward several steps, prioritizing his escape from this ferocious person.

"Bai Ci!"

Gu Qingxiang changed her form of address and went over, grabbing Lin Baici’s arm, "Don’t worry about this; let’s go quickly, I’ll take care of it!"

Gu Qingxiang felt guilty; she hadn’t intended to drag Lin Baici into this.

"I’m saying this one last time, go pay and then get lost!"

Lin Baici stared at them, "Hurry up!"

"It was them who started the trouble!"

The group of seven men and three women tried to explain.

"Shut up!"

Lin Baici had no interest in their squabbles and simply intimidated them, "Get lost!"

The group took one look at Lin Baici, saw he was not to be trifled with, and left. The other group paid but didn’t leave since two of their own were still lying on the ground.

"You... did you kill them?"

The barbecue stall owner was completely numb. If someone had died, he’d have to compensate as well.