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Chapter 142 Hero (Requesting Monthly Votes!)

Chapter 142: 142 Hero (Requesting Monthly Votes!)

A few people sat for over twenty minutes.

It wasn’t until Bai Haoran received a phone call that he signaled they could leave.

Clearly,

his people should be arriving soon.

Leading two girls as innocent as little white rabbits, Jiang Chen and his group walked out of the bar.

"Ha, you finally came out. I thought you planned to cower inside for a lifetime."

From a dark corner,

Triangular Eyes tossed away his cigarette butt and slowly stood up.

Eight or nine men were crowding around him,

seeking proper vengeance isn’t in a hurry; not even ten years is considered late.

But thugs never leave grudges overnight.

He swaggered over with his group.

Inside the bar, he indeed didn’t dare to make a move, but once out of the bar’s door, the demon queen boss would no longer interfere.

That’s the case with every night spot.

So when conflicts arise in places like bars, both parties would typically agree to settle it outside.

"Originally, I just wanted to have a drink with this little sister, but you wouldn’t give face, huh."

Triangular Eyes titled his chin up, snorted with his nostrils flaring, sporting a haughty demeanor as if to say he was very pissed and the consequences would be severe.

"If you want to fight, then fight. What’s with all the nonsense?"

Liang Zhenlun was calm amidst danger, even taking the initiative to provoke further.

"Oh wow, kid, you’ve got guts!"

Triangular Eyes spoke sarcastically with a menacing look in his eyes.

"Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll oblige you."

The gang of thugs, who had nearly encircled Jiang Chen and others, rubbed their hands in anticipation, ready to pounce.

"Give me..."

Just as Triangular Eyes, full of bravado, raised his hand to issue an order, several vans sped towards them with a thunderous roar.

"Bang bang bang..."

Before the vans even fully stopped, their doors were flung open one after the other, and more than a dozen burly men jumped out, each wielding an iron rod.

What’s going on?

Before Triangular Eyes and his group could react, this aggressive band of men charged like hungry tigers hunting prey, swinging their weapons without uttering a single word.

"That’s too brutal."

Liang Zhenlun deliberately smacked his lips.

The combat abilities of both sides were nowhere near on the same level; Triangular Eyes’ side had no strength to fight back and in no time, they were all knocked down, lying on the ground battered and swollen, clutching their heads in pain and howling miserably.

Luo Li’er was alright, but Yao Bifu didn’t have such strong nerves. Having lived in a greenhouse all her life, she had never seen such a violent scene before and was already terrified, covering her eyes and daring not to look.

Blood was everywhere on the ground.

Bai Haoran, expressionless, stepped forward and walked up to the previously arrogant Triangular Eyes, lifting his foot and ruthlessly stepping on Triangular Eyes’ head with his leather shoe.

"Big, Big Brother, I was blind to see Mount Tai; I was wrong, please spare me this once..."

Triangular Eyes now fully realized that he had messed with someone fierce and, without any care for his so-called dignity, he begged for mercy while enduring the pain on his body, in a lowly manner.

"This is East Sea, not some rural backwater. Consider this a bought lesson."

Bai Haoran withdrew his foot, no longer paying attention to the dirt-covered Triangular Eyes.

"Break his legs."

The calm voice carried a chilling cruelty.

Jiang Chen hadn’t even had time to react when one of the large men beside Triangular Eyes already lifted his iron rod and, without hesitation, smashed it down viciously onto Triangular Eyes’ legs on the ground,

"Crack... Aaah!!!"

The scream was heartrending.

Even Luo Li’er, who had bravely witnessed the fight, involuntarily turned her head away, unable to bear the sight.

Jiang Chen, also experiencing this kind of scene for the first time, breathed slightly faster and finally understood that the scenes in gangster movies might not just be fiction, and he also realized just how lucky he had been the last time.

"Heh, to act so tough in East Sea, really clueless about how death is spelled."

Liang Zhenlun sneered, seemingly accustomed to Bai Haoran’s modus operandi.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Liang, we can leave now."

As if nothing had happened, Bai Haoran turned around nonchalantly and walked back.

You see.

Bai Haoran could hardly be said to have a high status in the jianghu; if he could be so ferocious, what about those who truly stood above the clouds?

It was simply unimaginable.

Watching the thugs writhing on the ground, Jiang Chen realized that he might have previously thought the world was too beautiful—or rather, too simple.

"Wouldn’t there be any trouble?"

"No worries, they will stay behind to deal with it, at worst being charged with affray, and they’ll be out after a stint."

Bai Haoran spoke nonchalantly.

Jiang Chen was silent.

Just as the group was about to leave, a black Lexus suddenly made an appearance, and a man with a stern face got out of the car.

His arrival put Bai Haoran’s men on guard; two brawny men, gripping iron rods, closed in on him. But the newcomer acted more decisively, stepping forward with a punch that sent one man flying. Then he twisted his waist and his robust right leg drew a swift, powerful arc, striking another man on the side of the head.

If time were slowed, one would see the man’s flesh ripple upon impact, then uncontrollably lifted off the ground, sent flying by the kick, landing five or six meters away.

It was like sweeping away dead wood!

Bai Haoran’s face suddenly darkened.

"Awesome, what a master!"

Liang Zhenlun’s mouth fell open slightly.

After a moment of stunned silence, the other men targeted the Lexus owner like a pack of wolves ready to pounce.

"Stop! Don’t fight!"

At the critical moment, Luo Li’er suddenly shouted and quickly ran towards the skilled Lexus owner.

"They are my friends!"

It was obvious.

She knew the man.

The tension that had been on the verge of exploding immediately eased.

The two men were helped to their feet by their comrades, their faces undisguised with pain, but looking at the masculine Lexus owner, there was not much hostility in their eyes; instead, there was respect.

Tough guys used to living on the edge don’t necessarily respect the rich, but they definitely admire the strong.

"Your sister sent me to pick you up."

The Lexus owner said softly, seemingly unfazed by the shocking scene.

"I know. Liao Xiangdong, just wait for me a little while."

The man, full name Liao Xiangdong, nodded.

Luo Li’er looked back at Jiang Chen and then ran back to them.

"Thank you for tonight. My sister has sent someone to pick me up. Would it be possible for you to take Bi Fu back to school?"

Since he was going back anyway, Jiang Chen looked at the man who had made an impressive entrance and nodded.

"Thank you."

Luo Li’er thanked them again, then after saying goodbye to Yao Bifu, turned and followed the man into the car.

The Lexus came and went quickly, lingering for only a moment before disappearing from everyone’s sight.

"Brother Bai, if we had really started fighting just now, how long would it have taken your men to take that guy down?"

Liang Zhenlun asked curiously.

Bai Haoran fell silent.

"I don’t know."

"You don’t know... What does that mean?"

"He’s strong. These men might not be able to hold him back."

Liang Zhenlun was involuntarily taken aback, understanding the implication of those words.

Looking at the ten or so brawny men armed with tools, he grimaced and let out a slow breath.

"Jeez, the man’s a real hero."