563 A Terrible Tragedy

How did you appear suddenly? I thought I was going about to be pushed into a hell hole!"

Song Qincheng hugged Chen Xiaobei by the waist tightly with her face in his chest – fearing that it was just a dream and he would disappear if she let him go.

"Because I'm a god! After predicting that my Sister Qincheng is in danger, I teleported here immediately!"

With a smile on his face, Chen Xiaobei stroked Song Qincheng's head to reassure her.

"You are the best! I love you so much!"

Song Qincheng stood on tiptoe and planted a gentle kiss on Chen Xiaobei's lips. Like a girl that just received a handful of candy, a sweet smile could be seen on her fair and elegant face.

"Motherf*cker! Two of you are about to be killed by me! How dare you put on a romantic show in front of us?!" Zhuang Bufan roared furiously.

"Kill me? Have you forgotten the way I dealt with you last time?"

Chen Xiaobei had an amused look on his face as he did not even regard the people that stood before him as worthy opponents.

"That was in the past! If your eyes are working well, you should see that I have some help with me this time! You might freak out if you know the identity of the person that is going to help me to defeat you! Everyone here is disciples of Qingwu Faction! They are a hundred times more powerful than my bodyguards!" Looking fearless, he said that in an arrogant tone.

"And, this person that sits beside me is the young master of Qingwu Faction, Wu Jiechao! He is a ten thousand combat power Jianghu elite! You village boy! Do you even know what combat power is?"

"Hehe… He sounds really powerful! However, I'm really curious about something. Do you think this young master Wu has the balls to challenge me?"

"What a joke! Asking young master Wu to kill you is easier than killing a dog!"

Zhuang Bufan was really confident that Wu Jiechao could defeat Chen Xiaobei easily. Wu Jiechao did not expect that the person that Zhuang Bufan asked him to kill was the legendary Chen Xiaobei! With his second uncle in mind being really polite towards Chen Xiaobei and his ability to concoct pills that were better than Huangfu Mumin, Wu Jiechao's heart started to beat rapidly. Gulping, he shivered in fear.

"Bro Wu! Why are you still standing there? Go and crush that bastard! Don't you worry, just beat him to death! I will bear the responsibility!"

"Bro Zhuang, I think we should let it slide…"

Terrified, Wu Jiechao took a peek at Chen Xiaobei. He would not dare to mess with Chen Xiaobei even if he had a hundred balls!

"Let this slide?! Bro Wu! What the hell are you talking about? Have you forgotten that you are friends with my brother? Cripple that bastard if you still want to make money with my brother! If not, I will complain to my brother about you!"

"I…"

Stuck in a dilemma, Wu Jiechao wanted to kill himself right now. Last time, he wanted to cripple Chen Xiaobei and his second uncle broke one of his legs and arms! It would be suicidal if he decided to attack Chen Xiaobei again.

'I think I should retreat…'

Immediately, Wu Jiechao made up his mind. He would rather upset Zhuang Bufan than Chen Xiaobei. Just when Wu Jiechao wanted to say something, he saw Chen Xiaobei shake his head with an ice-cold look.

'Damn!'

He realized that he and Qingwu Faction's disciples had offended Chen Xiaobei by violated Song Qincheng, so there was only one way to calm Chen Xiaobei down.

After regaining his composure, Wu Jiechao asked, "Bro Zhuang! Tell me! How do you want me to deal with that bastard? State your wish and I will make it come true for you!"

"That's better! I want you to break both his legs and arms! Then, bring him to me! I want to smash his face!"

"Okay! Not a problem!"

Immediately, Wu Jiechao stood up and lifted the chair that he sat on earlier.

"Xiaobei! That guy is a Jianghu elite with ten thousand combat power! Can you defeat him?" Song Qincheng asked nervously.

"Wow… Ten thousand combat power is really powerful… I don't think I can defeat him…"

With an amused look, he glanced at Zhuang Bufan and asked, "Don't you think it's too much that you want to break both of my arms and legs?"

"Is that too much? Not only do I want to break your arms and legs, I want to smash your face and crush your pride as well! Messing with me is worse than death!"

"Okay! You pretty determined! Don't blame me for not reminding you that I will pay you back double the thing that you want to do unto me!"

"Motherf*cker! Quit the tough act before your death! Bro Wu! Just kill him now!"'

"Alright!"

After nodding and standing her ground, Wu Jiechao smashed the chair that he lifted earlier on Zhuang Bufan's head.

"This… What the hell is going on now?"

With a baffled look on his face, Zhuang Bufan could not figure out what just happened!

*Crack*

The sound of a chair breaking apart could be heard by everyone.

"Ouch!"

Zhuang Bufan squealed like a pig. Blood started to gush down from his head. Seeing stars, he almost passed out.

"What an arrogant and naïve son of a bitch! How dare you offend Master Chen?!"

Earlier, Wu Jiechao had made up his mind that he would never upset Chen Xiaobei no matter what. The only way to calm Chen Xiaobei down was to give Zhuang Bufan a good beating.

"Master Chen?"

Zhuang Bufan, Song Qincheng and the rest of the Qingwu Faction's disciples were left in bewilderment. The way they looked at Chen Xiaobei had completely changed! Nobody would have thought that Wu Jiechao was extremely fearful of Chen Xiaobei.

"Mercy… Master Chen… Mercy…"

Zhuang Bufan wailed in agony. Clearly, he knew that if Wu Jiechao was afraid of Chen Xiaobei – everyone else would respect him and became his allies. He would have been killed if he chose not to beg for his life!

"Begging me to let you live? Too late! I told you earlier that I will double the payback! I will not break the promise!"

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

Without waiting for Chen Xiaobei to give any instructions, Wu Jiechao channeled True Qi to his body and step on Zhuang Bufan's arms and legs – crushing them instantly!

"Everyone! Listen to me! Come and beat him up and smash his face!"

Wu Jiechao gave out an order to his disciples. Every single one of them did not dare to question the order. Immediately, some of them strode to Zhuang Bufan, grabbed his hair and started to slap him non-stop. There were around thirty people that took turns to do so. At the end after everyone was done slapping his face, both his cheeks were swollen with no teeth left in his mouth. They were all scattered around the floor.

"Master Chen, are you happy now?" Wu Jiechao asked in a soft tone.

"I remember he mentioned earlier that he wanted to cut off my manhood!"

"No… No…"

Zhuang Bufan's lower body shook involuntarily. His heart almost jumped out from his mouth.

"Did you guys hear Master Chen? Do it now!"

Blood was boiling in those Qingwu Faction's disciples' body. Immediately, they gathered around Zhuang Bufan. Dozens of legs were aimed at his crotch.

*Bok!*

*Bok!*

*Bok!*

*Bok!*

With multiple kicks landing on his crotch, it was difficult to watch!