The Mad Guardian

The two hefty men heard the leader's orders and walked over.

At the same time, they impatiently asked, "Who is it?"

A woman's voice sounded from outside the door: "Big brother, I am a waitress, delivering hot water."

"Damn it, I don't need hot water, tell her to leave now!"

The tattooed man was anxious and impatiently yelled.

The two hefty men nodded and told the waitress outside the door to leave quickly.

However—

The waitress seemed not to hear and continued knocking on the door slowly.

Finally, one of the guys got annoyed, simply opened the room door, and cursed, "Ma Le Ge Bi, I told you to get lost, hurry up and scram..."

The curses hadn't fully left his mouth when he felt a sudden tightness in his chest. Looking down, he saw a powerful hand gripping him tightly.

His face filled with astonishment, instinctively wanting to scream.

But before he could open his mouth, a fist filled with power viciously smashed into his nose.

Immediately, there was a 'crack' sound as his nose bridge broke on impact!

Then, his calf was fiercely kicked, another crack was heard as the bone shattered, and he fell to the ground, writhing in agonizing pain.

The other person saw things going south and quickly stepped back, simultaneously drawing a dagger from his waist.

However, before he could pull out his dagger, a foot was raised again from outside the door and violently kicked him in the abdomen.

A force akin to a hurricane hit him hard, and his body uncontrollably flew backward, crashing directly onto the glass coffee table.

The tempered glass table was shattered, shards flying everywhere with a piercing noise.

And that guy, rolling on the ground in pain, could no longer get up.

All of this happened in an instant, no more than two seconds.

Afterward, a person with hands behind his back slowly walked into the room.

This person was none other than Jiang Chuan.

"Alright, there's nothing for you to do here, leave now!"

"Remember, you saw nothing! Pretend as if nothing happened here!"

Jiang Chuan turned around and handed the waitress behind him a wad of cash.

The waitress hurriedly accepted it, nodding repeatedly, then turned and left.

Then, Jiang Chuan closed the door properly, restoring silence inside the room once more.

The tattooed man looked in shock at everything that had happened, taking a while to come to his senses.

First surprised, then he erupted in rage!

Especially seeing his bodyguards instantly reduced to a serious injury, his fury soared sky-high.

"Bastard, who are you? How dare you hit my men?" The tattooed man sternly questioned Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's eyes were icy, utterly ignoring him, as he reached out and grabbed the tattooed man's clothes directly.

The tattooed man swung his fist toward Jiang Chuan's face.

This guy's skills weren't bad; with one move, he assumed a Southern Fist stance.

"Hmph, just flashy skills!"

A trace of disdain flickered in Jiang Chuan's eyes. With a simple upward palm, he easily neutralized the opponent's attack.

The tattooed man was slightly surprised, hastily switching his moves, making them even more elaborate.

Jiang Chuan felt impatient, having no patience to continue entangling with him, directly delivered a palm strike, landing right on the tattooed man's shoulder blade.

The tattooed man immediately felt a dull pain, followed by his arm going limp and powerless.

He raised his other arm, but Jiang Chuan used the same method, causing the other arm to also lose its fighting ability.

Then came his legs. Soon, the tattooed man collapsed to the ground, completely losing his combat capability.

Only then did Jiang Chuan throw him to the ground, rushing to Qiu Qianyu's side.

"Qianyu, how are you?"

Jiang Chuan quickly untied the ropes restraining Qiu Qianyu, holding her in his arms, his gaze lingering over her swollen and delicate face, overwhelmed with pain in his heart.

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