NOVPUBWang Meng’s face was tense, unsure why Chen Nan would ask such a question.
Chen Nan said, "Since you won’t answer, I guess I’ll have to cripple both your arms!" As he spoke, he decisively stretched out his right hand, which turned into a claw as fierce and ruthless as one made of iron and steel, and firmly grasped Wang Meng’s shoulder.
The next moment.
A crisp sound of breaking bone came from Wang Meng’s shoulder, and his right arm drooped helplessly down.
His face twisted in agony, and a heart-wrenching scream escaped from his mouth.
Just as Chen Nan grabbed Wang Meng’s left arm, Nie Xiaoyu said anxiously, "Chen Nan, he has already paid the price, please let him go!"
In her view, Chen Nan had already helped her seek justice and could easily walk away now.
There was no need to cripple Wang Meng’s arms.
The gesture was too impulsive.
Therefore.
She had to stop Chen Nan from crippling Wang Meng’s other arm.
Seeing Nie Xiaoyu’s anxious look, Chen Nan turned to Wang Meng and said coldly, "In consideration of Xiaoyu, I’ll spare you this time. But if you dare to do anything sneaky in the future, don’t blame me for being heartless and ruthless."
Wang Meng nodded frantically, saying in a frightened tone, "Yes, yes, I won’t dare to do it again."
"Let’s go!" Chen Nan turned around, ready to leave with Nie Xiaoyu.
But just then.
A playful voice came from outside, "Do you think you can come and go as you please in my place? Is this a vegetable market to you?"
As soon as the voice faded, a burly man with a crowd of thugs, armed with sticks and machetes, blocked the entrance, stretching as far as the eye could see.
There must have been at least dozens of them.
Especially the leader, who was two meters tall and covered in robust muscles.
Just by standing there silently, he exuded a tremendous sense of oppression.
Wang Meng’s eyes lit up, and he glared at Chen Nan, saying, "Brother Long, this guy is too arrogant, blatantly fighting in your place. He must pay a heavy price!"
"Otherwise, who would dare come to The Palace KTV for fun?"
Wang Meng certainly knew Zhou Long, the right-hand man of the boss of the Eastern District, incredibly powerful with his horizontal training skills, once having killed a mad bull with his bare hands.
And this Palace KTV was Zhou Long’s turf, its peace maintained because of Chen Zhou’s presence, thus no one dared to brawl here.
It was precisely for this reason.
Upon seeing Zhou Long appear with his minions, Wang Meng thought to use the opportunity to get rid of Chen Nan!
Zhou Long’s gaze was full of amusement as he looked at Chen Nan, "Young man, I don’t know what beef you have with Wang Meng, but my place has its own rules. You’ve broken my rules, and you need to pay the price!"
Chen Nan calmly asked, "Like what?"
Zhou Long glanced at Wang Meng’s drooping arm, "You crippled one of his arms, so I’ll cripple two of yours. That’s fair, isn’t it?"
A cold smile spread across Chen Nan’s face, "You can’t possibly believe that you lot, mere ants, could harm me?"
Although Chen Nan had only recently begun practicing the Scripture of the Hidden Talisman and hadn’t made much progress,
having trained in the mountains for two years, his body was already extraordinary, his strength immense, and he felt no fear facing these thugs with their clubs and machetes.
"You truly are arrogant!" Cold light flashed in Zhou Long’s eyes, "But no matter how arrogant you are, in front of me, you’ll have to bow down."
With that,
he threw a punch.
His fist was fierce, as quick as lightning,
casting a powerful sense of oppression.
However.
Just as his fist was about to hit Chen Nan’s face, Chen Nan decisively stretched out his right hand and caught Zhou Long’s fist in his palm, blocking it in front of him.
"What?"
Seeing Chen Nan grab Zhou Long’s fist with one hand, everyone at the scene gasped, their minds reeling with shock.
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One must know that Zhou Long’s strength is truly terrifying—he could kill a bull with a single punch.
But who could have imagined?
That this slim young man before them could actually block the other’s attack?
Even as they saw it with their own eyes, they felt it unreal.
Zhou Long looked at Chen Nan in horror. Although he had encountered many masters in his years on the streets, he had never come across a freak like Chen Nan.
At that moment,
his fist felt as though it had been grasped by a hand forged of steel and iron, incredibly hard and accompanied by a terrifying force sweeping in, subjecting his fist to intense pressure, displacing his phalanges and producing a cracking sound.
He knew.
He had to break free from the other’s bind, or his fist could very well become useless.
Without giving it much thought, he kicked out at Chen Nan’s chest.
This kick was ferocious, and once hit, one would lose half a life if not killed outright.
Due to the close distance, Chen Nan could only let go of the other’s fist, taking Nie Xiaoyu with him as he decisively retreated to avoid the sharp edge.
Zhou Long’s eyes darkened, and he waved his hand, "Attack together and cripple this guy, or else the Hou Gong KTV won’t be able to stand in Ningji!"
After the exchange just now,
Zhou Long clearly realized that if it were a fair fight, even with his vast experience, he would definitely be no match for Chen Nan.
However,
he didn’t take Chen Nan seriously.
Because no matter how skilled in martial arts, one is still vulnerable to sheer numbers.
With the numbers on his side, he would absolutely not face Chen Nan alone.
In an instant,
more than a dozen middle-aged men wielding machetes charged at Chen Nan, their long knives glinting with a cold light under the illumination of the lights.
Facing the dozen or so middle-aged men charging at him, Chen Nan also felt a strong sense of oppression.
With his ability, he truly was not afraid of these individuals.
But,
Nie Xiaoyu was still behind him.
He had to ensure Nie Xiaoyu’s safety.
Just then,
he saw the restroom next to him, and immediately his eyes lit up. He pushed open the door, shoved Nie Xiaoyu inside, and said, "Remember what I said, no matter what, do not open the door!"
Nie Xiaoyu’s eyes were filled with hot tears. She didn’t want to hide, but she didn’t want to be a burden to Chen Nan either. She could only lean against the door, praying to heaven that Chen Nan could defeat these people.
Only,
The cries of killing and the piercing screams outside made her as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Her heart was in turmoil, and her tears fell like rain.
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Inside the private room,
Chen Nan, holding a machete and covered in blood, was invincible, akin to a god of slaughter.
Although Zhou Long had brought many underlings, none of them could get close to Chen Nan. Anyone who entered his two-meter range would be cut down, then fall to the ground.
The more he fought, the more valiant he became, and his eyes turned a blood-red, chilling to behold.
Both Wang Meng and Zhou Long were deeply shocked by the murderous aura emanating from Chen Nan, their courage faltering and their skins crawling with fear.
Seeing his own men falling one by one, Zhou Long felt a surge of intense panic. He kept retreating, and at the same time, he shouted to the ladies in the distance, "Call the fucking police! Our brothers are getting beaten down, what are you waiting for? Call the cops!"
Zhou Long felt aggrieved.
He had never thought that on his own turf, he would need the police to fight his battles...
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