School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 172 - 195: You... Don’t come over!

Chapter 172: Chapter 195: You... Don’t come over!

Hearing these words, everyone was at a loss for words. Could there be a more sanctimonious way to talk about beating someone up? Has this guy no shame left?

"You motherf***er, daring to ambush me, I’m going to kill you today!"

With the help of his underlings, Xiao Jianren stood up, his eyes shimmering with uncontrollable rage, his teeth grinding audibly, and veins on his temples bulging as if he was an enraged jaguar ready to leap at someone’s throat.

"All of you, get him! Beat him to death or cripple him!"

At Xiao Jianren’s furious roar, his cronies approached, wielding iron rods and wooden sticks.

Because Chen Nan’s punch had been so fast, it left the cronies apprehensive. They cornered him, but none dared to make the first move.

Xiao Jianren was livid with rage and furiously kicked one of his underlings in the butt while cursing, "What the hell are you afraid of? No matter how tough he is, he’s just one person. Whoever takes him down, I’ll give ten thousand!"

Bold rewards bring forth brave warriors!

Suddenly someone shouted, cursing, "You f***ing brat, go to hell."

As the last word fell, a bulky Fatty Wang swung his wooden stick down with all his might.

"Whoosh..."

A faint smile played at the corner of Chen Nan’s mouth, then his expression changed abruptly as he swiftly stepped forward, grabbing the fat man’s wooden stick with one hand.

The fatty’s complexion turned progressively more crimson, as he realized he was no match for Chen Nan’s strength; it was as if his wooden stick had been cast into Chen Nan’s hand, utterly unyielding no matter how much force he applied.

The fatty was shocked, but still yelled, "Motherf***er, let go of it now, or else I’ll..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he felt a sudden tightness in his throat, as if gripped by an unseen force, rendering him speechless.

"You dare to threaten me?"

Chen Nan gripped the fatty’s neck with one hand, lifting him up. The upturned corner of his mouth was not one of friendliness, but rather a chilling coldness that made people shudder. Despite the bright sunshine on the rooftop, everyone felt a cold draft, as if they were standing in an ice cellar.

He... lifted Fatty Wang with just one hand? The fatty weighs at least two hundred pounds!

Everyone on the scene trembled, their lips quivering slightly, their teeth clattering, not even daring to take a deep breath.

Different from these onlookers, Xiao Jianren clenched his fists tight; he was the kind of person prone to extreme emotions.

At Yutan Middle School, who didn’t steer clear of him? Now humiliated by Chen Nan, Xiao Jianren’s already volatile temperament twisted even further. Seeing Chen Nan’s back and his occupied hand holding the fatty, the moment seemed ripe for an ambush.

A vicious glint flickered in Xiao Jianren’s eyes.

He rushed forward swiftly, his underlings not even having the time to react before Xiao Jianren charged behind Chen Nan, swinging a fierce punch at him.

Xiao Jianren was somewhat thrilled.

Just as his fist was mere inches from Chen Nan’s body, Xiao Jianren, high on adrenaline, yelled, "Die!"

A sneer surfaced on Chen Nan’s face; he rapidly sidestepped, releasing his grip on the fatty.

"Thud..."

The punch landed squarely on the fatty.

"Ugh ah..."

A squeal like that of a butchered pig filled the air, the wail shaking everyone to the core, turning their faces pale with excessive tension. Their necks stiffened, eyes glazed over, fixated only on the tips of their noses.

The fatty who had been choked by Chen Nan earlier now had tears filling his eyes. Enduring the pain in his body, he said with immense grievance, "Jianren, I’m not an undercover agent. Why would you treat me like this?"

Xiao Jianren was taken aback. Fuck, did I hit the wrong person?

"Uh-ah, Jianren, I’m really not an undercover agent. I’m not!"

The fatty was in so much pain that he was jumping up and down chaotically.

"I know, so stop your fucking yelling!" Xiao Jianren glared at the fatty with annoyance and said.

"You know but you still hit me..."

The fatty’s face was a mixture of grievance and pain.

Xiao Jianren was also feeling depressed. He had aimed at Chen Nan just a moment ago, but why did he end up hitting the fatty?

A sinister smile crept across Chen Nan’s lips, "Little bitch, your punching is so shitty, does your family know?"

For a moment, Zhang Junyi and Zhu Bajie also laughed triumphantly, reassured in their hearts once again that siding with Chen Nan was a very wise decision. The so-called Four School Bullies were nothing in front of their big brother!

"Fatty Wang, you’re even fatter than me, you deserve it!"

As the fatty cried out in agony, Zhu Bajie clapped and cheered; however, his logic was perplexing—was being fatter than him a sin?

Xiao Jianren stepped back a few paces, his face first turning ashen, then swelling up with extreme redness.

Chen Nan saying his punching was good was clearly sarcastic!

"Chen Nan, don’t be too smug too soon. I won’t let you off!" Xiao Jianren said angrily.

Chen Nan scoffed lightly and walked two steps closer, "Since you like playing so much, let’s play something more thrilling."

Thrilling?

Xiao Jianren was startled for a second and before he could react, Chen Nan was already striding towards him.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Xiao Jianren instinctively took a step back, watching Chen Nan apprehensively. But after a few steps, he found himself cornered against the water tower’s wall, with no way out.

"Fuck you, I’ll kill you!"

Xiao Jianren suddenly let out a roar of rage, leaping up with his right leg sweeping through the air, viciously aiming a kick at Chen Nan’s head, the action quite graceful.

This move was made with all his strength, intended to knock Chen Nan down and redeem his earlier humiliation!

However, what Xiao Jianren did not expect was that this seemingly perfect move was full of flaws in Chen Nan’s eyes. Chen Nan lifted his foot in an instant and appeared to casually kick into mid-air.

"Bang..."

Solidly, a foot connected with Xiao Jianren’s chest, sending him flying three or four meters away, rolling several times on the ground, knocking out two front teeth, screaming in agony—as if a ghost were wailing and a wolf howling.

All the little brothers around inhaled sharply and instinctively moved back.

In their eyes, Xiao Jianren was a Karate Fourth Rank expert, an absolute badass. Yet, in front of Chen Nan, why was he so easily defeated, so fragile? It was like bullying a three-year-old child.

"Striking a fucking pose there, all of it just for show." Chen Nan cursed as he once again approached Xiao Jianren.

The groaning Xiao Jianren, hands over his mouth, saw Chen Nan coming towards him again and immediately turned pale with fright, scrambling backwards, "You... don’t come any closer!"