"Do you know, right now this is self-defense."
The boy’s gentle voice echoed in Bi Wu’s mind. Just as he was about to ask why, a tremendous force suddenly struck his face.
Bi Wu felt as if a strong impact hit him, he uncontrollably fell backward. Immediately after, his abdomen throbbed with pain. With his mouth open, he couldn’t even scream as he flew backward and, with a ’bang’, crashed hard onto the dining table.
The others, seeing the situation wasn’t good, rushed toward the boy. The most update n0vels are published on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
They were all thugs who had spent years on the streets, far more experienced in fighting than any school kids. They mostly relied on ruthless and dirty moves, aiming to take down their opponents with a single strike.
But they had met Bi Xia, someone who had undergone countless training sessions.
With a sweeping kick, Bi Xia brutally sent one person flying, then pivoted and kicked another person in the head with the same force.
As soon as he landed, he grabbed the collars of two people next to him, forcefully pushed them backward into the people rushing up behind them, and then kicked forward, hitting the two who were in the front in their most vulnerable spots.
Watching the two men fall to the ground clutching their groins, Bi Xia gave a cold smile. His deep, star-like eyes were filled with chilliness. He picked up the leftover beer bottles from Bi Wu’s group, turned, and ruthlessly smashed it over the head of someone charging at him, instantly covering that person’s face with blood.
In that moment, everyone stopped. Though they were thugs and hooligans, most of them were bullies who feared the strong. Seeing real blood and the boy with a cold expression holding a beer bottle, they all knew—
This boy was not to be messed with.
"Get him! Are you getting paid for nothing?! There’s only one of him, can’t you all take him down?!" Bi Wu struggled to get up, shouting in anger as he looked at the scene before him.
The crowd paused, then agreed!
Thinking this, they each drew out the knives from their waists and swung at the boy.
Looking at the crowd’s stance, Bi Xia glanced nonchalantly at the blood-stained broken beer bottle, "Pathetic clowns."
He curled his lips into a cold arc, threw the broken beer bottle down, letting it shatter into countless pieces with a ’crack’ on the ground.
He stepped over the mess with his long legs, walking slowly towards the crowd. As a flash of silver light appeared in front of him accompanied by Xiao Li’s scream, Bi Xia dodged sideways, grabbed the attacker’s arm, and with a forceful twist, the sound of bones cracking echoed.
He kicked the person away, then turned his gaze to the restless crowd. With a lazy sneer, he bent down to pick up the fallen knife, casually swung it, and the blade turned into a silver streak heading straight for the person leading the group.
Everyone stood there dumbfounded, then slowly turned rigidly towards the wall behind them where the knife was now embedded. The leader’s cheek bore a fresh bloody cut, with blood slowly trickling down.
"Bi Xia, what’s happening here?!"
Two voices suddenly rang out. Bi Xia clapped his hands slowly and nodded at Meng Chi and Chu Kuang standing at the door, "You’re here."
Then he snapped his fingers at the stunned Xiao Li, "Sister Xiao Li, please turn off the monitors. It’s private time now."
"Ah?" The dazed Xiao Li from the recent events snapped back to reality and hurriedly turned off the monitors, then looked back at Bi Xia.
Seeing Xiao Li turn off the monitors, Bi Xia looked at Meng Chi, "Chi, make sure to keep an eye on these bastards. If anyone makes a move, take action without hesitation."
Although it was just a meal, Meng Chi had brought quite a few people, not to mention Chu Kuang. So Meng Chi loudly agreed, waved his hand, and the group gathered around the troublemakers in the shop.
Chu Kuang stood with his arms crossed, surveying the mess inside the shop. He was amazed, thinking that the girl behind the counter must be the one with Bi Xia. Looking at the mess of bodies on the floor, he sighed, knowing that none of these thugs dared to challenge Bi Xia, something he himself might not be able to handle as well...
"Yes, here." Chu Kuang reflexively responded, looking up.
"Guard the door for me. What comes next is a bit inappropriate for children." Bi Xia said calmly, looking at Chu Kuang.