School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 287 - 327: Smashing the Place, Arrogant!

Chapter 287: Chapter 327: Smashing the Place, Arrogant!

The gamblers who were in high spirits suddenly startled when a person flew across and smashed onto the table, provoking alarmed screams from many.

The burly men guarding the surroundings all gathered around, staring at Chen Nan as he entered, and cursed furiously, "Motherfucker, even dare to make trouble in Cat Boss’s place, do you fucking want to die!"

Han Yuting was so frightened that she trembled, gripping Chen Nan’s hand tightly, her pretty face turning somewhat pale.

She had always been a good and studious girl, how could she have ever seen such a scene!

"With me here, don’t be afraid." Chen Nan said with a faint smile, gesturing with his hand towards the speaking man, "You, come here, I have a question for you, where’s Little Cat?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then, seizing an iron rod, charged at Chen Nan to smash it down on his head, cursing as he did, "Who the fuck are you, calling Little Cat like that? I’ll fucking kill... Ah!"

The guy hadn’t even finished cursing when he screamed and flew out.

His iron rod failed to hit Chen Nan; instead, he got kicked in the groin by Chen Nan and fell to the ground, rolling around continuously, crying loudly, clutching his groin with tears streaming down his face.

Why? Because his balls hurt!

Chen Nan scanned the dozen or more burly men, "I’ll ask again, where’s Little Cat?"

"Brothers, kill him, and grab the girl for all of us to enjoy!"

One of the bolder men shouted and took the lead in lunging at Chen Nan, swinging the iron rod in his hand down at him.

Han Yuting let out a sharp scream and hurriedly closed her eyes.

The gamblers nearby also instinctively backed away a distance, thinking that the couple before them would hardly escape their fate—the man would be disabled if not dead, and as for the woman... she would probably suffer even more, being passed around by more than a dozen men, likely to be screwed to death.

Such a pretty schoolgirl, what a pity!

Many people thought this way, but what happened in the next moment completely overturned their expectations.

Chen Nan, holding Han Yuting’s hand, threw left punches and right kicks; in the blink of an eye, he had laid out five of the men with iron rods, and there was not a trace of fear on his face, but rather a faint smile.

Was this guy even human?

The gamblers all widened their eyes, almost stunned.

The remaining seven or eight burly men surrounded Chen Nan cautiously, but none dared to come forward, because the lesson of the previous men was right there! Rushing up would likely mean they were the next ones in trouble; his skill was simply beyond normal description.

"Why have you all turned chicken?" Chen Nan pointed at the surrounding men, "Be smart, go call Little Cat out now, or else I’ll beat you all to the point you can’t fend for yourselves."

The burly men looked at each other, none of them speaking out.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to call for Cat Boss, but the fact was that so many of them couldn’t handle Chen Nan alone. If one went to find Cat Boss now, wouldn’t that just be asking for a beating and scolding?

"Brothers, let’s attack at the same time; I don’t believe he can handle all eight of our iron rods by himself!"

"Good, let’s go!"

The eight exchanged a glance and then pounced on Chen Nan together, the eight iron rods smashing down simultaneously.

But the next moment, they were shocked to discover that Chen Nan had disappeared.

No, to be precise, both Chen Nan and Han Yuting had vanished!

"Pitter-patter..."

A burst of chaotic fighting sounds erupted. The eight had used too much force and couldn’t stop in time, ending up hitting each other instead—with two knocked unconscious on the spot, three with bleeding heads, one with a broken arm bone, and the remaining two were less severely injured.

"Fuck, it’s like seeing a ghost, where are they?"

Cursing loudly, these guys looked around but then they found Chen Nan standing five meters away with his arm around Han Yuting’s waist, smiling at them cheerfully.

Without a doubt, he had just taken Han Yuting and dodged out of the way.

After setting the beauty in his arms down, Chen Nan said, "Infighting? I’ve never seen anyone as stupid as you guys."

Perhaps due to excessive fright, Han Yuting forgot to feel shy and clung tightly to Chen Nan’s hand, standing close by his side, which Chen Nan rather enjoyed.

"What’s happened? Why all the noise?"

Suddenly, an imposing voice came through, and a man in his forties with a cigar in his mouth strode forward.

Chen Nan glanced at the middle-aged man, "So you’re the Kitty, huh?"

Kitty’s face turned cold, his expression emitting a killing aura. Having been in the underworld for so many years, he had never been so belittled by a youngster!

"Who are you? What are you here for?"

Chen Nan lit a cigarette and took a puff, then pointed at the several men lying on the ground: "Nothing much, just got bored today and thought I’d come over and smash up your joint."

Arrogant, conceited!

Kitty’s face grew even colder.

He eyed Chen Nan and then threw the cigar onto the ground: "Young man, if that’s how you’re going to speak, then there’s nothing more for us to talk about."

"Who the hell wants to talk with you? I’m here to smash up the place; can’t you understand human speech?" Chen Nan took a puff of his cigarette and then suddenly flicked it, throwing the lit end right into Kitty’s face, landing accurately in his mouth.

"Argh!"

A piercing scream echoed as Kitty trembled all over from the burn, hastily opening his mouth to spit violently.

"Damn your uncle!"

Kitty, gritting his teeth and grimacing, grabbed an iron rod from the ground and charged forward, smashing it towards Chen Nan’s head.

Having made a name for himself in the underworld, Kitty surely had good moves. Yet, they seemed rather inadequate in front of Chen Nan. The moment he brought the rod down, Chen Nan had already kicked him in the chest, sending him flying over ten meters and crashing into a wall with a "bang," coughing up black blood, seeing stars, nearly passing out.

Chen Nan, unhurriedly, led Han Yuting step by step over to him.

Seizing Kitty by the collar, Chen Nan hoisted him up and said coldly, "Do you know why I’m smashing up your place?"

Kitty stared at him defiantly, refusing to utter a word.

Having been defeated in one move in front of so many of his men was humiliating enough, if he also responded the way he wanted, where would his face be? How would he go on in this world?

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Chen Nan slapped him repeatedly, left and right, "I’m asking you a question; can’t you hear?"

Kitty clenched his fists, genuinely puzzled as to where he had offended this man. Grinding his teeth, he shook his head: "I don’t know."

"Because you’re more arrogant than I am, and I can’t stand people who are more arrogant than me," Chen Nan poked him twice in the chest, pointing at Han Yuting, "Do you know who this young lady is?"

Kitty hurriedly shook his head.

Although he had heard that Han Haihe had a beautiful daughter, he never imagined the Han family would have such a formidable backer.

"Kitty my boy, Kitty, you have captured her father, beaten her mother, and even smashed her home, and you say you don’t know who she is?" Chen Nan patted Kitty’s face, "Where are they? Do I really need to go find them myself?"