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Chapter 289: The River-Crossing Dragon, Overreaching (4 Updates)

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: The River-Crossing Dragon, Overreaching (4 Updates)

"Brother Xiao...."

Shen Jiayi struggled coquettishly before accepting his affection with a blush on her face, looking utterly adorable.

"This...."

Wang Qingyun, who saw this scene from behind, had her mouth twitching and her face flushed with anger.

Shen Wenlong gave her a secretive glance, then, pulling her into the courtyard, he whispered, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, why do you care so much?"

"As if Jiayi isn’t your own daughter, of course, you wouldn’t feel sorry for her. Pfft, you heartless creature!"

Wang Qingyun scolded Shen Wenlong fiercely, then called Long Qie and Luo Yusheng into the house.

Villagers ate in all earnestness; a pot of rice and a few tasty side dishes were all it took to make a meal complete.

At the dining table, the atmosphere was very jovial as everyone chatted about the embarrassing things Xiao Zheng did when he was little, creating a harmonious joy.

What no one noticed was that one person was gobbling up his food ferociously, gulping down a bowl of rice in just a few bites before going back to the pot for more.

That person was Long Qie; the afternoon’s fight had drained a lot of his energy, and he now desperately needed to replenish it.

However, at that moment, a plump figure was peeking in and out at the entrance.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao...."

"Erpang, you run faster than a rabbit when it comes to fighting, but you’re the first in line when it’s time to eat, what a character! Come in, what are you sneaking around for?"

Xiao Zheng immediately spotted Shen Erpang and shouted at him, not too kindly, which actually startled Shen Erpang.

Shen Erpang, with an embarrassed face, said with a nervous laugh, "Uncle Shen, Aunt Wang, Brother Xiao, Sister Jiayi, are you all eating?"

"You scamp, want to eat? Just serve yourself. Does your mother have to wait on you hand and foot?"

Wang Qingyun frowned at him furiously; this guy had no shame, always coming to scrounge for meals.

Shen Erpang nodded, grabbed a bowl, and walked to the stove to lift the lid, only to get a shocking surprise.

The pot was as empty as could be, not even a single rice crust left; its bottom shone brightly.

"Aunt Wang, there’s no rice."

"How can that be? I clearly cooked a large pot."

Wang Qingyun gave Shen Erpang a severe look and stood up to walk over to the stove to inspect the rice pot.

Ni Ma, it was cleaner than if a dog had licked it.

She looked puzzled at everyone at the dinner table and set her glaring eyes on Long Qie, with a face full of black lines.

"You big oaf, you sure can eat. I cooked enough rice for ten people!"

"Burp...."

Long Qie set his bowl down and let out a satisfied belch, leisurely rubbing his belly.

"Aunt Wang, your cooking is really delicious, I’ve had my fill. I’m going out to walk it off; you all carry on," said Long Qie, carelessly disregarding the astonished looks of the others, and left in blissful contentment.

I’m mowing the lawn, we haven’t even eaten yet, and this guy has already eaten everything. Are we supposed to eat dirt?

"You big oaf, are you a pig?"

Shen Erpang was furiously indignant; he had hurried through a whole round of errands, famished, and now, he was completely out of luck for a meal.

Without turning his head, Long Qie just waved his hand and chuckled, "We are 伐木累...."

Nani?

Shen Erpang was totally bewildered; what can you do with such a simpleton?

Shen Wenlong’s face showed awkwardness, and he was equally shocked inside: "Is this guy even human?"

"If I had a son like this, he’d collapse our household with just a few meals."

"Uncle Shen, Aunt Wang, hehe, that’s just how much he eats, don’t mind him!" Xiao Zheng said calmly, making light of the situation.

The rest were speechless, giving each other looks, turtles staring at green beans.

That was just Long Qie. If Xiao Zheng were to call over Titan, not just a pot but a whole bucket of rice wouldn’t be enough for him to eat....

Long Qie had hardly been gone for a moment when the sound of a fight erupted from outside, a cacophony of crashes and bangs, and Long Qie’s roars of rage could be heard too.

Xiao Zheng and Luo Yusheng exchanged a glance, both sporting broad smiles as they stood up and walked outside.

"Let’s go and have a look, you guys hide!"

"Er..."

Shen Wenlong had also heard the fighting sounds and nearly fell to the ground, his face turning deathly pale.

It was well known that this place was Da Gou’s turf, where summoning a few hundred men would be a breeze, not to mention he had even more powerful figures backing him up.

"Dad, do you really need to act like this? Get up!" Shen Jiayi chided as she helped her father to his feet.

"Old fool, are you even a man? You’ve completely disgraced the Shen Family." Wang Qingyun too was seething with frustration, glaring at Shen Wenlong like a disappointed blacksmith looks at iron that won’t turn to steel.

Night had fallen, making it hard to see clearly at even a short distance.

Long Qie, however, was fighting with wide, powerful strokes against the newcomers, like a Killing God incarnate, unstoppable; anyone who faced him fell, anyone who touched him collapsed.

From the chaos at the edge of the crowd, Da Gou’s voice could be heard screaming until he was hoarse, "Brothers, beat him to death! That’s the bastard who crippled our men."

"Roar..."

The cronies who had arrived numbered thirty or forty, and they were a cut above the average thugs in terms of fighting ability.

Behind Da Gou stood a dignified middle-aged man with a hawk-like nose and broom-like eyebrows, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Dog’er, just one man has you guys scrambling around like this? Pathetic."

"Brother Lin Xing, you don’t understand, this guy is ruthless, many of my men are still in the hospital."

Da Gou exaggerated the tale, leaving no stone unturned in his effort to amplify the situation.

Lin Xing’s gaze swept over briefly before he waved his hand, "Great Vajra, take him! Capture him alive!"

"Yes, Master Three!"

Four burly men with the build of bears stepped out from behind him, attacking Long Qie swiftly like lightning, their approach fierce and menacing.

Long Qie unleashed a succession of kicks, knocking down a ring of hooligans and licking the fresh blood from his hand, his eyes turning blood-red and mad, devoid of any fear as he went to meet them head-on.

"Bang..."

Upon contact, a heavy punch was thrown, sending one of them flying like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

"You’ve got guts, brat! How dare you hurt my fourth brother, Zhang San, Li Si, kill him!"

"Alright... bang, bang, bang!"

The four men fought in a whirlwind, and yet Long Qie was firmly gaining the upper hand.

Xiao Zheng and Luo Yusheng finally arrived, and seeing Long Qie fighting with such ferocity, they burst out laughing.

"Haha, Da Gou, the reinforcements you brought in don’t seem so tough, huh?"

"Such a weak force, and yet you dare to parade them out, humiliating yourselves in public?"

Frickin’ hell!

Da Gou, pointing at Xiao Zheng, howled furiously at Lin Xing, "Brother Lin, that’s the son of a bitch who humiliated me with a slipper to the face, showed me no respect at all."

"Oh?"

Lin Xing gently rubbed his hawk-like nose, his eyes piercing as he looked at Xiao Zheng and said in a cool tone, "Which scene do you rule? And why are you interfering with the Lin Family’s business?"

"Heh, the Lin Family? Is there a major Lin clan in Zhonghai City?"

Xiao Zheng, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, didn’t even spare Lin Xing a glance as he asked Luo Yusheng behind him.

Luo Yusheng stepped forward, replying respectfully, "No! Must be some out-of-towner trying to make waves across the river."

"Hmm?"

Lin Xing narrowed his eyes, finally getting a good look at Luo Yusheng’s face, finding it very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

If he wasn’t mistaken, it was the face of a big shot from the underworld.

He took a few more steps forward, finally getting a clear view, and his body shook slightly, his mind reeling, struck by an overwhelming sense of vertigo.