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Chapter 546: Unqualified [3 Updates]

Chapter 546: Chapter 546: Unqualified [3 Updates]

Upon learning that Zhao Li had shown up, especially with such a large group of people, the mood among the spectators immediately shifted.

"I think that kid is in for it, probably will get beaten to a cripple, and then sent to the hospital."

"Why? Didn’t you see just now? That kid’s strength is terrifyingly great, and he seems quite capable of fighting."

"You must be new here, aren’t you? All of us regulars know that Zhao Li is famously tough around here, and he has even participated in underground boxing matches before."

"Do you realize how chaotic this place was before it was converted into a movie theater? He single-handedly defended the security of the movie theater with his fists. Do you understand the value of that? Is he someone that a little brat could afford to mess with?"

"Seems like that’s the case, huh? I didn’t expect him to be so formidable."

...

The onlookers perfectly embodied what it meant to switch sides to whoever appeared stronger.

Since it was just for entertainment, why bother with the scale of the incident?

The bigger the incident, the more spectacle they would witness.

"You all stay here and look after the young master; I’ll take him on by myself," Zhao Li didn’t believe that having more people necessarily meant greater strength.

He was quite confident in his own abilities, so he thought that having more people was not only not advantageous but would actually slow him down.

Most importantly, he didn’t want to share the credit with anyone else.

As the captain of this security team, Zhao Li certainly had the authority to command, and everyone responded with a unanimous "Yes," not daring to say anything more for fear of causing trouble.

They weren’t new to being security at the movie theater and were very aware of Zhao Li’s strength.

Once, a gang of riff-raff tried to cause trouble, and Zhao Li single-handedly drove them all away, fighting ten at a time!

In their view, Zhao Li’s combat ability could be described as monstrous, and there was no need to worry about whether he could beat Chen Wei.

The person who really should be worried was Chen Wei himself; they just hoped Zhao Li would go easy and not cause a fatality.

If a fatality did occur, it would be very difficult to settle.

This was something they all could understand, so how could Zhao Li not be aware of it?

Zhao Li mentally prepared himself to leave Chen Wei with just enough breath to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

As for his limbs, Zhao Li would show no mercy, planning to break them all, believing that only in this way could the fury built up in Lin Junbao’s chest be vented.

"I’ll handle this, just sit here," Chen Wei said, patting Tang Qing and Yan Suli lightly on their shoulders.

Yan Suli’s ears were very sharp, and having heard from others about how formidable Zhao Li was, she felt frustrated at being unable to help and could only remind, "President Chen, please be extremely careful!"

"Mm," Chen Wei responded.

"..." Tang Qing originally had something to say, but Yan Suli beat her to it, leaving her no choice but to close her mouth, swallowing back the words she was about to say.

Worried? Why worry?

Chen Wei didn’t even consider Tian Qiliang’s bunch of desperadoes worth his attention, so what was there to fear from someone like Zhao Li?

The only thing that might be a concern was if Chen Wei couldn’t control his temper and ended up knocking Zhao Li unconscious.

In any case, unlike Yan Suli, Tang Qing had complete trust in Chen Wei’s abilities.

And afterwards? Tang Qing would actively step forward to testify on Chen Wei’s behalf, claiming that it was Lin Junbao and Zhao Li who provoked the conflict first, and that Chen Wei’s actions were merely self-defense.

At worst, it would be considered excessive self-defense; just a verbal warning and some financial compensation.

Would Chen Wei care about such a small amount of money? He was someone who could casually give away gifts worth millions.

Not to mention, Chen Wei had a mysterious identity unknown to others.

Lin Junbao would need the strength to arm-wrestle with him if he wanted to pursue the matter.

With these thoughts, Tang Qing had even less reason to worry about Chen Wei.

The two met in the middle of the steps.

Although Zhao Li stood farther down, and Chen Wei was two steps higher than him,

in terms of momentum, Zhao Li was not the least bit inferior, even surpassing him somewhat.

In his own eyes, he was right.

As for how outsiders saw it, that was another story.

"What, you’ve come to kneel and beg for mercy?" Zhao Li’s lips curled up in a disdainful smirk; he had never taken Chen Wei seriously nor given him a proper look.

"You probably don’t have the qualifications, nor could you withstand my kneeling," Chen Wei responded.

Zhao Li let out a haughty laugh, "Facing death, and you still dare to be arrogant!"

Suddenly, his expression shifted from amusement to ferocity, and his fist, targeting Chen Wei’s chest, thundered down.

Zhao Li didn’t care about whether it was a sneak attack or not, winning was all that mattered.

What did the process matter when compared to the result?

Snap!

What Zhao Li never anticipated was that his all-out punch would be easily caught by Chen Wei, who raised his hand and gripped it tightly with his fingers.

Moreover, the strength of the other party was surprisingly great; he found that no matter how much force he used, he couldn’t budge it at all and couldn’t pull his hand back.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Chen Wei’s wrist twisted violently, and before Zhao Li could react or find room to respond, everyone witnessed, and he himself saw very clearly, his own arm twisted into a corkscrew!

The sound of bones breaking was relentless.

Just watching it was painful, as if the viewers could feel it themselves.

"Ah!" Seeing such an injury was agonizing, let alone for Zhao Li himself, whose tears flowed uncontrollably.

"You bastard!" With his right arm, Zhao Li’s preferred arm, disabled, he could only clench his left fist and strike at Chen Wei again.

One had to admit, after hearing that group sing his praises, Chen Wei truly thought he had some skill, but as it turned out, Zhao Li was a complete waste.

It was a total waste of his mood, and even more so, his time.

Lifting his foot, Chen Wei’s kick was as fast as lightning, striking Zhao Li in the chest.

Zhao Li’s fist didn’t reach Chen Wei before he tumbled down the steps, in as much disarray as one could be.

At first, Chen Wei felt dealing with this would be a bit troublesome, but considered it as a morning workout.

But after going through it, he found that this little bit of exertion wasn’t even comparable to running a hundred meters.

It could only be said that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

This group was simply not worth his anticipation.

"Captain! Are you alright?" A bunch of people saw Zhao Li roll down to their feet and hurried over, helping him to his feet.

"Do I look alright to you?" Zhao Li almost spat blood with irritation at their question!

His arm twisted like a spiral, the sleeve even embedded into his flesh—could any sane person consider this alright?

It was a relief that Chen Wei’s kick had thoroughly robbed Zhao Li of his ability to fight; otherwise, good words or bad, he would have had to punch each of them.

"What are you standing around for? All of you, attack together and teach him a lesson!" Zhao Li’s eyes were bloodshot as he stared dead at Chen Wei, issuing the order to his men.

"..." Hearing Zhao Li’s command, the men looked at each other, none showing any intent to make a move.

Who would dare to? They were no fools; they could see who was superior and who was inferior, who was weak and who was strong.

Charging in, what difference would it be from courting death?