Chapter 250 - 250: Mad Dog (10 more explosive updates)
The four of them ate for a while, and gradually the conversation shifted away from the topics of the various scenes.
Li Lianshan was the first one to look towards Black Bear and said, "By the way, Xiong Zi, do you have a fiancée?"
Earlier, when Black Bear had shouted this out while being teased by that mature woman, everyone had taken it as a joke. Now, with some downtime, they all wanted to gossip a bit about Black Bear's love history.
Upon hearing this, Black Bear, who was as tall and robust as a tower, actually blushed like a little boy and said in a low voice, "No... not yet..."
Zhao Chengshuang looked at Black Bear's face, which was as red as a monkey's butt, and said, "With that look, you're definitely not cut out for lying. Just confess!"
Ye Qing also looked at Black Bear with great interest. He didn't know anything about Black Bear's family affairs and hadn't expected that this rough man had a fiancée at home.
"Confess... what to confess..." Black Bear's eyes flickered as he dared not meet everyone's gaze.
Zhao Chengshuang was about to press on with his questions when suddenly two luxury cars drove up alongside them. Seven or eight young people got out of the cars, all dressed lavishly, among them was a woman in her twenties, who was quite pretty with a white and rosy complexion that seemed delicate enough to blow over.
However, a pair of sword-like eyebrows gave her an indescribable air of valor, and on her, she carried the demeanor of a female warrior.
Standing next to the woman was a young man in his twenties, wearing a casual Versace outfit and wearing an Earl watch on his wrist, which clearly indicated that this man was far from ordinary.
The young man followed the woman closely, tending to her with great diligence and smilingly said, "Miss Ou, this is the most famous night market stand in Shenchuan City. The barbecue here is pretty good in Shenchuan City, you should try it."
The woman didn't speak, but a rather sissy-looking man beside her frowned and said in broken Mandarin, "It's so dirty. Is this even fit for human consumption?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they managed to insult everyone who was eating there. At one of the tables, several shirtless Big Han sat together. Hearing this, they slammed their fists on the table and stood up.
"Damn, sissy, what did you say?" one of the Big Han cursed.
"Bastard, picking a fight at the wrong place, looking to die, aren't you!" Another Big Han picked up a beer bottle with a rather fierce look.
Hearing this, the woman's brows furrowed immediately, and the young cream-faced man's expression turned cold. He didn't bother with the burly men but made a gesture to the two men beside him.
The two men understood and walked straight towards the group of Big Han. Before they even spoke, they made the first move, and one of them kicked the man at the front in the chest, sending him flying backwards.
This kick shocked everyone present. The man had considerable martial skill and terrifying strength; a casual kick held such power, eliciting cries of alarm from the surrounding people.
Seeing their companion at a disadvantage, the other Big Han, no longer shocked, grabbed whatever was on the table—beer bottles and the rest—and charged forward. However, in front of these two men, they were no match, quickly being brought down.
One Big Han vomited blood and took a few steps back, urgently saying, "Tough opponent, call the big brother quickly!"
Another Big Han, who was less injured, hurried off to call for help. The sissy who had spoken before was a bit anxious and said, "They're calling for backup, shouldn't we call the police?"
"No need." The young cream-faced man spoke with utter confidence, "With my two friends here, it won't matter how many people they call!"
As he spoke, three people were approaching in the distance. The leader was a young man in his twenties or thirties, slight of build compared to the Big Han. However, his eyes were very sharp, flickering with a savvy light.
Arriving at the scene, the young man saw the state his brothers were in and glanced at the two men, furrowing his brows slightly.
"It was you who hit my brothers!" the young man said coldly, eyeing the two men.
The two men didn't even bother to acknowledge him, disdainfully glancing back without taking him seriously.
The young man didn't ask a second time. He grabbed a beer bottle from the table and pounced towards one of the men.
The man stood still, his kick returning in force, hitting the young man right in the chest. The kick was so powerful that the young man backed up several steps, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, seriously injured.
"Big brother!" several of the Big Han exclaimed.
The young man gestured with his hand, enduring the severe pain in his chest, clutched the beer bottle tightly, and moved forward step by step.
"Damn, still fighting? Is he trying to get himself killed?" Zhao Chengshuang couldn't help but say.
"He's a real man!" Li Lianshan commented.
The young man hunched over, looking frail like a shrimp, step by step approaching the other man. As he got close, the man threw another kick.
The young man couldn't dodge and was kicked in the chest by another man. However, this time he managed to grab the man's leg and smashed the bottle in his hand against his knee.
The situation took the man by surprise, as he hadn't expected the youth to be so desperate. He was quick to react, snatching the bottle from the youth's hand and smashing it on the youth's head.
After taking the hit, the youth didn't even groan, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes as he clung to the man's leg and bit down hard on his thigh.
"Ah!" The man cried out in pain, shocked by the youth's ferocity. He grabbed the youth's hair, trying to lift his head, but the youth was biting down so stubbornly, refusing to let go.
"Big brother!" Several men shouted as they rushed over but were all knocked down by another man.
The man being bitten by the youth was in agony, his leg already bleeding profusely, indicating the severe injury. He hit the youth several times on the back, but the youth still refused to release his bite, nearly driving the man mad. In desperation, he grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it on the youth's head.
The youth's head was now covered in blood, but he continued to bite fiercely, as if he wanted to tear the flesh from the man's leg.
"So violent, so cruel, this is just like a mad dog!" The effeminate man cried out loudly.
The pretty boy furrowed his brow, having wanted to show off in front of the ladies only to encounter such a desperately fighting man. Seeing a hint of dissatisfaction on the woman's face beside him, he quickly coughed to signal the man to end it quickly.
Despite his pain, the man received the signal from the pretty boy and grabbed the broken bottle to stab at the youth's neck.
The entire place was shocked, wondering if the young man would survive if the bottle pierced his neck.
"Big brother!" Several men shouted with angry but helpless faces.
Just as the bottle was about to plunge into the youth's neck, suddenly, a chair flew over and hit the man, causing his hand to deviate slightly and sparing the youth a fatal blow.
"Who!" The man shouted in anger, turning to look, only to see a towering figure glare at them from a nearby table.
The one who threw the chair was Black Bear, who angrily said, "It's just a fight, is it necessary to take a life!"
By now, another man had freed his hands and kicked the youth's chin, dislocating it and forcing him to let go.
The bitten man's leg was drenched in blood, and he angrily kicked the youth in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground, breathing heavily and bleeding profusely, unable to get up.
"What's it to you if we fight!" The bitten man glared at Black Bear and said angrily, "You want a fight too?"
"Yes, I also want to fight!" Black Bear stepped forward and shouted, "Do you dare to fight me?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" The bitten man scoffed coldly, bearing the intense pain in his leg as he rushed over. When he was three meters away from Black Bear, he leaped and kicked towards Black Bear's head.
A cold smile flickered across the pretty boy's face, knowing full well the strength of his bodyguards. It would be no problem for one to take down two strong men like Black Bear. Even with an injured leg, the man could still easily handle Black Bear. This would truly showcase his bodyguard's prowess!
Unfortunately for him, Black Bear was not just a man of brute strength. Trained by the special forces, his combat prowess was second only to Ye Qing. Facing the man's flying kick, he merely raised his arm to block it, his body barely swaying before he steadied himself, while the man was bounced back.
The man was taken aback, realizing he had encountered a tough opponent. But before he could regain his footing, Black Bear reached out with his huge hand, grabbed the man's neck, and lifted him off the ground.
The sheer strength of Black Bear was terrifying. He lifted the man, who weighed more than one hundred and forty pounds, with one hand, his muscles bulging, nearly bursting through his thin shirt.
It was at this moment the man realized the terrifying adversary he had encountered. He struggled, trying to kick Black Bear, but his attacks were futile. Black Bear's grip only tightened, making the man feel as if his neck was about to snap.
The other man knew things were going south and rushed over, bending down to sweep Black Bear's legs with a ground kick.
Black Bear didn't dodge, taking the kick head-on. The man's leg felt as if it had hit a steel pillar, unable to move Black Bear in the slightest. Meanwhile, Black Bear slammed the man he was holding down on the attacker.
With that collision, both men were smashed into disarray, the one Black Bear was holding nearly knocked unconscious.
The crowd around, witnessing Black Bear's dominant strike, exclaimed in shock before cheering loudly. To be honest, while the several strong men had started the quarrel, most people felt that the two men had been too violent. Thus, no one sympathized with them. Seeing someone taking them down actually pleased the crowd.
The pretty boy couldn't believe his men were beaten so badly, feeling utterly humiliated. He shouted, "Stop it, let them go at once!"
Indeed, Black Bear let them go, only he threw them over toward the pretty boy.