Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 785 - 387: Toilet War God Lin Baici_1

Chapter 785: Chapter 387: Toilet War God Lin Baici_1

In the VIP room, the dim lighting was perfect for men and women to flirt and get intimate; however, the presence of several injured amateurs on the floor and blood splattered everywhere gave the place a distinctly violent atmosphere.

A female employee, quivering like a quail, cracked open the door to peek inside, then quickly shut it again.

"Come!"

Lin Baici patted the couch beside him, "Take a seat here!"

Little Eyes instinctively shook his head before freezing in his tracks, worried that refusal might lead to a beating.

"As agreed, you led me to these people, and I will let you leave!"

Lin Baici smiled, grabbed a beer from the table, and tossed it to Little Eyes.

Song Daogui and his gang’s eyes swiftly turned to glare like venomous snakes, wishing they could bite Little Eyes to death right there.

So it was you, you little rat, who brought the Vegetable Thief here.

"Bro..."

Little Eyes was on the verge of tears, wanting to say that his initial plan was to deceive them into coming, and then overwhelm them with our superior numbers.

But who would have thought it would be you guys getting thrashed!

Damn it, we’re screwed!

This is the Mermaid Club, our turf!

Why does this Jiuzhou Man seem not scared at all?

"God Lin!"

Quan Sangin glanced at the camera in the corner of the ceiling, signaling to Lin Baici that everything happening here could definitely be seen by the surveillance room.

"Hmm!"

Lin Baici leaned back on the sofa. He had already noticed the camera, but he didn’t care.

The plan was to round up all the amateurs here, and it was better for them to witness it!

Otherwise, if they think we have more people and it’s a set-up, they might get scared and run, right?

Quan Sangin was impressed.

Courage follows skill, nothing more!

"Where’s the beauty? Why hasn’t she arrived?"

Lin Baici was displeased.

He’s never been to such a place before, and now was the perfect time to experience it. After all, he considers himself a decent man, and if he was in Haijing, he would definitely not go to such places.

"Hey!"

Kim Myungjin kicked Song Daogui, "Call someone over!"

Little Eyes watched the Goryeo girl in heels kicking the amateur and really wanted to say, why are you rewarding him?

Come at me instead!

The girl hadn’t arrived, but Lin Baici felt the urge to relieve himself.

"That’s strange?"

Lin Baici rubbed his stomach, looked at the beer that wasn’t even half finished, and considering his metabolic capabilities, combined with the effects of alcohol, even drinking a whole bathtub of beer would not normally induce a bathroom break.

No choice, really, his kidneys were just that good!

Wait a minute!

Lin Baici remembered, and looked down at his Climbing Boots.

It was these damn things!

Wearing them, he would have a strong sense of territory like a dog, urgently needing to find a lamppost or a corner every time he entered a new place to take a leak.

My turf, my rules!

If he didn’t mark his territory, he’d feel unbearably itchy and scratchy and would wet the bed at midnight.

To be honest, Lin Baici didn’t take this side effect too seriously—after all, who doesn’t know how to hold in pee? Besides, his body was outstanding!

But...

This urge was coming on so fiercely, like a tsunami, it was impossible to resist!

Damn!

Lin Baici stood up, "You guys stay safe, I’m going to the restroom!"

"..."

Quan Sangin was speechless. I know you’re strong, but could you not be so arrogant? This is the amateurs’ den!

Are you really not afraid of being taken out by going alone?

"God Lin, should I accompany you?"

Kim Jinsoo inquired.

You could also use this opportunity to do something to me, I wouldn’t mind.

"No need!"

Lin Baici declined, "Guard our spoils of war."

Not to say that Lin Baici’s tastes have been spoiled by Goryeo girls and female white-collars, but even when he was a rookie, he wouldn’t have chosen Kim Jinsoo.

"Oppa, be careful of the amateurs ambushing you!"

Kim Myungjin was worried.

"It’s fine!"

Lin Baici waved his hand and, humming a peppy tune, left the room.

Phew!

Quan Sangin breathed a sigh of relief. With Lin Baici gone, the oppressive atmosphere drastically reduced, and as a God Hunter and gang leader, his pride returned. He directly kicked Song Daogui in the head.

"I told you to call a few girls over, didn’t you hear?!"

God Lin definitely wasn’t here to party; he just wanted a new experience, and Quan Sangin had to make sure it was well arranged, "Call over the ones who are uninhibited and know how to have fun!"

"Boss, doesn’t this room have its own restroom?"

Kim Jinsoo suddenly realized there was a toilet right next to them.

Quan Sangin rolled his eyes, and gave Kim Myungjin a pleading look—couldn’t you keep it to yourself?

Is it strange for a man to want to walk around, observe, and satisfy his curiosity in such a place?

The soundproofing of the VIP room was excellent; the fight in Lin Baici’s room did not affect the business of the other rooms.

Lin Baici swayed to the end of the corridor and entered the restroom.

Nine people, led by a handsome young man, huddled in a room, covertly watching Lin Baici. Now, seeing him enter the restroom, they stood up all at once.

"Boss, let’s take him out first!"

These people were all amateurs.

"Let’s go!"

Vegetable Thief laughed sinisterly, daring to come to the restroom alone?

Truly oblivious to danger.

The crowd rushed out immediately, and as they reached the restroom’s entrance, Vegetable Thief stopped, "You wait here, I’m going to go kill him!"

"But boss..."

A henchman was worried—it would be easier to gang up, so why go for a one-on-one?

"But what?"

Vegetable Thief glared back at him, his gaze fierce, "I am Vegetable Thief, twenty years of boxing under my belt, the toughest amateur in Gwangju. If I don’t take down this kid by myself, every human will look down on us amateurs from now on!"

Vegetable Thief not only wanted to win, but he wanted to do it impressively. And after winning, he planned to skin this human and drag his body behind a sports car for three laps around the city.

It wanted those Vegetable Thieves to know that the days when everyone could hunt them were gone forever.

Whoever dares to mess with the Vegetable Heads, this is what you get!

"Big Veggie is mighty!"

"Wishing Big Veggie a triumphant victory!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The underlings were waving their arms and cheering, rooting for Veggie Head.

Veggie Head held his chin up as he walked into the restroom and immediately saw Lin Baici standing in front of the urinal.

It strode over with head held high, chest out, standing next to Lin Baici, and unfastened its belt.

Hmph!

First, I’ll intimidate you, to kill your spirit!

But when it looked down and caught a glimpse of Lin Baici’s "brother", its expression froze.

"Xiba!"

Veggie Head quietly pulled up its pants again.

So big, is this guy really human?

Forget it!

We Vegetable Heads don’t compare that, but fists!

To win fair and square, Veggie Head didn’t go for a sneak attack but instead lit a cigarette next to Lin Baici, waiting for him to finish.

Lin Baici buckled up his belt and went to the sink to wash his hands.

"Just you alone?"

Lin Baici, speechless, couldn’t there be more of them?

Clearly he was the target, so the identity of the other party went without saying.

"One of me is enough!"

Veggie Head sized up Lin Baici, "Want a smoke?"

Tsk!

This skin is really good-looking!

If I wear it, won’t I be able to eat whatever I want, whether it’s tough or easy?

Veggie Head was strong and prosperous, not lacking in money, so the skin it bought, which cost a good deal of money, was quite handsome. But upon seeing the man in front of it, it instantly felt that its own skin wasn’t appealing anymore.

Veggie Head decided to be careful not to ruin this man’s skin later.

After all, in a few hours, it would be his own.

"No thanks!"

Lin Baici frowned slightly, perturbed by the other’s greedy look. It would have been okay if it were a woman, but this was a man.

Pff!

Veggie Head exhaled a puff of smoke, "Shall we start?"

"Anytime!"

Lin Baici shook off the water droplets from his hands.

Before he had finished speaking, Veggie Head flicked its finger.

Pop!

The cigarette butt shot towards Lin Baici, flickering ominously.

Lin Baici dodged by tilting his head and even casually touched the Paramour Pliers fastened at his lower back

He was about to die laughing!

Bro!

You don’t know I’m the Restroom God of War? Fighting in a restroom boosts my strength by three times, you know!

You’re cornering me here just to seek death!

Veggie Head took two big strides, rushed to Lin Baici like a shot arrow, and threw a punch.

Lin Baici did not dodge or avoid, clenched his right fist, and thundered a punch back.

Bang!

Their fists collided, perfectly catching the cigarette butt between them, causing sparks to scatter.

"Gwangju’s Veggie Head, at your service!"

Veggie Head declared his name, full of confidence.

Lin Baici smirked slightly: "Haijing’s Lin Baici!"

Dammit!

You act like a martial artist challenging others, what a nutcase!

Veggie Head clenched its fists tightly, throwing punch after punch.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Lin Baici didn’t know martial arts, so he simply took the blows head-on.

Seeing this, Veggie Head raised its eyebrows, a look of contempt spreading across its face.

Such a response, with no technique, obviously relied solely on good physical fitness!

Nobody!

This win is in the bag for me!

Woosh!

Veggie Head faked a punch, twisted its waist, swung its arm, and with a turn and a back leg sweep, aimed for Lin Baici’s head.

Die!

It was clear Veggie Head had practiced taekwondo; this whip kick was high, accurate, and powerful.

Notably, Lin Baici was one meter eighty-eight, and average little Xibas couldn’t reach his head even with their hands, let alone their feet.

"Damn it!"

Under normal circumstances, Lin Baici would have dodged, but this Veggie Head was way too arrogant.

A back leg kick like this wasn’t typically used right from the start because it had too many openings and was more flashy than practical. It’s only used against an opponent when one has an overwhelming advantage because normally the initial attacks are tentative, to feel out the opponent’s fighting style.

Veggie Head’s kick clearly underestimated Lin Baici; he wanted to win and to do so with flair. After the fight, he planned to head to the security room for the surveillance footage, copy this segment, and then post it online.

To let everyone know how formidable Gwangju’s Veggie Head was.

Lin Baici didn’t know Veggie Head’s intentions, but he wouldn’t tolerate such an arrogant kick!

Are you fierce?

Then the Hungry God will be fiercer!

Lin Baici didn’t dodge. With a surge of power from his feet, he zoomed to Veggie Head’s front, and before the back leg could sweep over, his right fist, like a heavy cannon, hammered onto Veggie Head’s chest.

Take that!

Boom!

The huge impact made Veggie Head fly as if hit by a speeding dump truck, flying stiffly and crashing into a wall more than ten meters away with a thud.

Crack! Crack!

The wall tiles shattered with a clatter.