Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 487 - 221: At Meal Times, I Do Not Take the First Bite, Which Insect Dares to Make a Move? {5,000 words}_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 221: At Meal Times, I Do Not Take the First Bite, Which Insect Dares to Make a Move? {5,000 words}_1

The blond, who was standing to the side, shivered abruptly, and the two youngsters who had screamed in pain after Lin Baici kicked their legs also wisely fell silent.

They didn’t want to draw Lin Baici’s attention.

The lit tobacco, with its dark red glow, was pressed into his mouth, scalding the saliva and searing the tongue coating.

"Ah!"

The young man with the short hair closed his mouth instinctively, but the burning pain was unbearable, and he spit out the cigarette with a couple of "ptui, ptui" sounds.

"If you spit out the cigarette again, I’ll use your mouth as an ashtray and stuff it full of cigarettes!"

Lin Baici picked up another cigarette. His voice was ice-cold, like a devil from hell,

"Brother, I was wrong, please spare me?"

The young man with the short hair begged.

"Open your mouth!"

Lin Baici commanded.

"Brother... Ah!"

Before the short-haired young man could finish speaking, Lin Baici pressed the cigarette onto his forehead.

Sizzle!

The cigarette burned skin and flesh, emitting a sound that made one’s skin crawl.

The young man with the short hair threw his head back.

"Last warning, if you dodge or spit again, next time I’ll press the cigarette butt into your eye!"

After saying that, Lin Baici turned his head to look at the two people on the ground: "Dead? If not, come over and hold him down!"

The two didn’t move.

Playing dead dogs!

"Seems like you also want to be ashtrays?"

Lin Baici sneered.

"Brother, we were wrong, please spare us?"

The young man wearing a hoodie pleaded.

Fuck, they really hit an iron plate today.

"Brother, we hang out with Brother Feng?"

The other young man, with a studded earring, realizing begging was useless, hurriedly invoked a powerful backer.

"Call Brother Feng!"

Lin Baici originally thought of these guys as street rats. He had attacked them because this guy had intentionally blown secondhand smoke in his direction.

Now, seizing the opportunity to take down a whole gang - why wait?

Wonder if the Security Bureau will give me a "Top Five Good Citizens" award?

When the earringed young man heard this, and saw Lin Baici’s expression, utterly unafraid and composed, he realized Brother Feng’s name carried no weight here.

"Open your mouth!"

Lin Baici ordered again.

The young man with short hair hesitated, and Lin Baici pressed the cigarette against his face: "If you don’t mind disfigurement, then let’s go this way!"

The young man with the earring and the one wearing the hoodie exchanged glances. Seeing Lin Baici’s ruthlessness, like that of an executioner when he did this kind of thing, they were truly terrified.

What if this guy dealt with his accomplice and then turned on them?

So, without agreement, they got up and walked over, ready to follow Lin Baici’s instructions to hold down their companion, but it turned out to be unnecessary.

The short-haired young man, though spirited and defiant, knew how to act according to circumstances. He understood this retribution was inevitable. After weighing his options, he decided to let his tongue suffer the consequences.

After all, facial injuries meant he wouldn’t be able to show his face to anyone.

So, he obediently opened his mouth.

"Brother, I won’t dare again, please be gentle... Ah!"

Before the short-haired young man could finish his sentence, Lin Baici pressed the cigarette onto his tongue, turning his tone into a scream.

Sizzle!

Lin Baici used the young man’s mouth as an ashtray, grinding the cigarette butt before switching to another one.

Click!

The door opened, and a young man wearing wireless earbuds hummed a tune as he came in. His hand had just reached his waistband when he froze.

What’s going on?

He had seen men and women getting too drunk and going at it right in the nightclub bathroom for a thrill, but he had never seen a man forcing another man to stuff cigarettes in his mouth before.

Fuck!

So twisted!

The young man adjusted his earbud, rolling his eyes to the ceiling before quickly turning around and leaving.

He wasn’t a fool; he would rather wet his pants than relieve himself in such a problematic place.

Lin Baici stuffed the remaining cigarettes into the young man’s mouth: "Got it?"

"Mm-hmm! I’ll never intentionally blow secondhand smoke at others again!"

Because his mouth was full of cigarettes and his tongue was scalded, the young man’s speech was unclear.

"A student who can be taught!"

Lin Baici got up and went to the sink to wash his hands: "If you’re not convinced, call that Brother Feng of yours. I’ll be leaving before nine!"

All four quickly shook their heads.

Lin Baici paid no more attention to them and left the restroom after drying his hands under the hand dryer.

"Fuck, who the hell is this guy?"

"Should we notify Brother Feng?"

"Aren’t you afraid that Brother Feng would come and get beaten too?"

The four had embarrassed expressions and were inwardly spitting blood.

Ordinary people facing such a fight would be nervous, hands shaking, heartbeat speeding up. But that guy just now, using another person’s mouth as an ashtray, managed to do it without batting an eye.

He must be a habitual offender who often fights and bullies others.

"Why don’t we call the police? Ask for some compensation?"

The blond suggested, which was actually a viable solution.

"I’m afraid I’ll have the money but no life to spend it."

As the short-haired young man spoke, he wanted to slap himself. Why did I blow smoke at him?

"Let’s observe and find out more about the other party first!"

The earringed young man was still quite smart. If they could handle it, then they would call the police and demand money; if they couldn’t, they’d just have to swallow the loss in silence.

Lin Baici walked out of the restroom and returned to the dance floor.

The sense of hunger had decreased sharply, it seemed unlikely there would be any "harvest" today.

"There must have been a theft, right?"

Lin Baici pondered, and as he brushed past a wealthy-looking woman, she suddenly vomited violently onto the floor.

The vomit splashed everywhere.

Lin Baici instinctively wanted to activate "Lighting Fast" to dodge the filth, but there were too many people in the corridor, and surveillance cameras as well, which made him give up the thought. Instead, he swiftly sidestepped to avoid it.