School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert
Chapter 532: Yingying 4

Chapter 532: Yingying 4

"Who the hell are you?" the snotty youth flared up when he saw Leng Xuan stepping up to defend Yingying. He felt a bit embarrassed about picking on Yingying and her mother earlier, since they were just two women, and it would reflect poorly on him if word got out. But with Leng Xuan intervening, it was the perfect chance to vent his anger. He pointed arrogantly at Leng Xuan’s nose and said, "Fuck, you wanna die or what?"

"Motherfucker, do you even know who Brother Fei is?" The snotty youth’s two henchmen joined in, flanking him on both sides in a triangular formation, cornering Leng Xuan.

"Huh!" Leng Xuan snickered to himself. It was almost beneath him to get physical with these idiots. He said indifferently, "Save yourselves the trouble and fuck off!"

"Haha?" The snotty youth burst out laughing with his cronies, then put a hand to his ear, leaned in close to Leng Xuan, and with a face full of pretentiousness, said, "What was that? I didn’t quite catch it! Did you tell me to fuck off?"

"You fucking..." As the snotty youth was about to curse out loud, suddenly... "Smack" a crisp sound echoed.

The snotty youth cried out "Ow" as he got slapped across the face. He did a full spin in place, nearly falling over and barely managed to steady himself. A clear, visible handprint appeared on his cheek, stinging furiously.

Leng Xuan looked on with scorn. For dealing with these weaklings, who were nothing more than ants to him, he preferred a slap as a lesson. Not for any reason other than they were simply too weak to deserve any other technique.

"Motherfucker, you dare hit me?" the snotty youth exploded. He roared at his underlings, "What the fuck are you looking at? Fuck, kill him for me."

The henchmen could see clearly that they were outclassed. They hadn’t even seen how Leng Xuan moved his hands, and the intimidating aura he exuded at that moment just petrified them. The boss got hit, though, so it would be embarrassing not to fight back. They reluctantly made their move, but as they charged at Leng Xuan, he suddenly lashed out with a backhanded slap on both sides. "Smack, smack," the two goons were sent reeling and wailing, each sporting a swollen side of the face.

Suddenly, the snotty youth was terrified. He had missed Leng Xuan’s strike on him, but this time he saw it all too clearly. Leng Xuan had effortlessly and casually sent his two henchmen spinning in place, clearly a master. He wondered why on earth he had to provoke someone like this and instantly regretted it to the point of turning blue. When Leng Xuan’s gaze fell on him, he shivered involuntarily and asked, "Kid, who are you with?"

Leng Xuan looked at him coolly and uttered a single word: "Scram!"

The snotty youth shivered again but stubbornly said, "Fuck, you think you’re so tough? I’ll have you know I roll with Brother Madman. If you’re so brave, stay right here, don’t you move. I’m calling Brother Madman to get his guys over here and kill you."

Leng Xuan was supposed to take Yurou to the airport and had no time to wait for some Madman or idiot. But he also worried that the snotty youth would come back to trash the place after he left. He shrugged reluctantly and said, "You want to call people over, right? Fine, I’ll be back here in one hour." With that, he sat down to continue his breakfast, too lazy to even glance at the fools again.