Du Chao roared, "Can't you watch where you're going? Trying to crush me?"
Bang!
Miao Yuemei slapped him across the head without hesitation, yelling, "What the hell are you saying? Are you looking for death? You useless bastard, you made me get beaten up, and now you've gotten beaten up too! Marrying you is such a disgrace..."
Du Chao was speechless, his face contorted in agony. He covered his face, pointed a sharp finger at Lu Chen, and screamed hysterically, "You dare hit me?"
Lu Chen crossed his arms: "If I hit one, I won't care about hitting another. Anyway, a couple is supposed to share hardships, right?"
"You...you..." Du Chao trembled with rage, unable to speak. Suddenly, the sound of brakes came from outside, and more than one vehicle.
Everyone turned to look and saw two Toyota SUVs and a Jinbei minivan parked on the side of the street.
Immediately, the car doors swung open, and several young men in black vests jumped out, carrying iron bars and machetes. They were led by a man wearing sunglasses and a black short-sleeved shirt. This man first peered through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the scene inside the shop, then gestured with two fingers.
Instantly, several men in black vests rushed towards the glass, smashing it repeatedly with their iron bars. A series of deafening crashes followed, and the glass shattered into tiny specks, falling to the ground.
Du Chao grinned maliciously: "Kid, you're going to die!"
Miao Yuemei shouted: "Brother, it's this kid! Look what he's done to me! Beat him up! I want him to die a horrible death!" She pointed angrily at Lu Chen as she shouted.
Lu Chen muttered, "Damn it, pointing at me again. Haven't you taught her enough, sis?"
Liu Li looked even more terrified, gripping Lu Chen's arm tightly with both hands. "Xiao Chen, what do we do? They...they smashed all the floor-to-ceiling windows, I'm scared..."
"Don't be afraid!" Lu Chen gently patted Liu Li's face and said calmly, "Sister Li, you've been bullied enough by them for so long. It's time for them to pay their debts. For example, these broken floor-to-ceiling windows—if they don't pay ten times the amount in compensation, I won't let them off the hook!"
As he spoke, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.
For Lu Chen, it's fine if you mess with me; mess with me, I'll let you off the hook because I don't want the hassle of beating you up! But don't mess with the people I protect! Otherwise, I'll give you a real beating!
To be honest, if Miao Yuemei hadn't said such nasty things to Liu Li earlier, he wouldn't have retaliated so violently.
At this moment, the employees of Moon's Fang and the hotel managers hurriedly ran out. With a major battle imminent, they didn't want to be caught in the crossfire! In an instant, only Du Chao, Miao Yuemei, Lu Chen, and Liu Li remained in the shop.
The group of guys swaggered in through the shattered glass windows; there were easily twenty of them. They entered the shop arrogantly, immediately knocking over all the elegant shelves, scattering various pastries all over the floor.
Some of them even stomped on them!
The guy wearing sunglasses and a black short-sleeved shirt was Miao Yuemei's younger brother, Miao Wan. He checked on his sister and brother-in-law's injuries, then tilted his head to look at Lu Chen, removing his sunglasses to reveal a pair of menacing, triangular eyes.
He was quite the show-off; he blew on his sunglasses, and immediately a henchman handed him a tissue. Miao Wan kept staring at Lu Chen while wiping his sunglasses with the tissue. His gaze was sharp, like two knives ready to kill Lu Chen. Clearly, Miao Wan wanted to create a psychological advantage first. In fact, he did it quite well. His nearly twenty thugs were all lined up at the back. Some carried iron bars on their shoulders, others gripped machetes in their palms, all exuding a menacing aura.
However, he wasn't facing an ordinary person; he was facing Lu Chen.
Lu Chen, who possessed the Seven-Life Flower ability and had already awakened three of them.
Of course, the "God of Cookery" ability was completely useless in a fight, but it could be used to condense vital energy, giving one more confidence.
Therefore, Lu Chen was unconcerned, staring back at him with a grin.
Miao Wan suddenly had a strange feeling. This kid, he wasn't afraid at all? Lu Chen's gaze sent a shiver down his spine. Did this kid have some other tricks up his sleeve?
But what if he had some tricks up his sleeve? "Just one person? There are about twenty of us!" Miao Wan, a seasoned fighter, emboldened despite his initial timidity. He spoke, his tone equally aggressive: "You're the one who beat my sister up like this? Not bad, huh? You'd better be prepared to be bedridden for the rest of your life."
Lu Chen seemed not to hear him. He looked down at Liu Li and asked, "Sister Li, how much did the broken glass cost?"
Liu Li looked at the glass, a pained expression in her eyes. She said, "Around 35,000."
Lu Chen nodded, then spoke to Miao Wan: "Did you hear that? The glass you smashed cost 35,000. So, you can pay ten times that amount, a total of 350,000. I won't thank you."
He said this calmly, as if it were perfectly normal.
Miao Wan was stunned. He had never seen anyone like this before. Damn it, they smashed his glass, and he wasn't afraid, but actually dared to pay for it? And, did I hear that right? Ten times the amount?
Miao Wan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, looking around and shaking his head as he said, "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Has this kid lost his mind? Is he crazy? He actually wants me to pay him!"
He gritted his teeth and yelled at Lu Chen, "Pay my ass!"
Lu Chen nodded, a cold smile on his face: "Don't worry, I'll make you pay."
As he spoke, he mentally activated the power of the Cursed God.
Across from them, one of the thugs closest to Miao Wan suddenly shuddered, took a step forward, and raised his hand, slapping Miao Wan hard on the back of the head.
Bang!
Miao Wan hadn't even noticed someone attacking from behind; the blow to the head sent him sprawling forward, his chin hitting his chest. He turned his head in astonishment, then roared angrily, "Niu Wang, are you looking for death?"
A ruthless glint flashed in Niu Wang's eyes. Without a word, he slapped him across the face. *Smack!* Caught off guard, Miao Wan received another slap across the face, the red handprint clearly visible!
"Damn it!" Miao Wan was furious. He kicked Niu Wang in the stomach, sending him flying backward. Niu Wang knelt on the ground with a thud, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain. He cried out, his face contorted in agony, "Boss, why did you kick me?"
Miao Wan shouted angrily, "Damn it, I'm asking you why you hit me, you bastard!"
Meanwhile, Lu Chen gave a strange smile, then suddenly felt a wave of weakness wash over him. His legs went weak, and he suddenly couldn't even stand up.
Seeing the situation, Liu Li, who had been holding his arm, quickly supported his back and pulled him into her arms. She asked in a panicked whisper, "Xiao Chen, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine..." Lu Chen gave her a weak smile.
Actually, how could he be fine? He felt as if all his strength had been drained.
This kind of curse god power really consumed energy. All he did was cast a spell to make that thug beat up Miao Wan! After two slaps, Lu Chen felt all his energy drain away, completely depleted.
Actually, this was somewhat expected. Before, when he used the curse god power to get the old lady to buy things in the pastry shop, or to get those hotel managers to sign contracts, he felt dizzy and lightheaded after doing it a few times. Let alone now, leading someone to beat up the boss!
However, Lu Chen thought that with the bottle of living dragon liquid he had drunk earlier, he would have far more energy than before. So, he wanted to use the curse god power to disrupt those guys and then launch a fight. But man proposes, God disposes. He'd lost all his strength after being attacked, yet he still wanted to unleash his full power? This cursed god's ability was truly a big fry!
Lu Chen tensed up, then suddenly remembered the eleven bottles of Dragon Elixir. He immediately looked down at Liu Li and said, "Sister Li, hurry and get me that Dragon Elixir. I need to replenish my energy."
Liu Li nodded quickly, then asked worriedly, "Xiao Chen, are you sure you can stand firm?"
Lu Chen took a deep breath and steadied himself: "I'm fine! Hurry!"
The safe containing the Dragon Elixir was over at the counter. Liu Li had only taken three or four steps when two or three thugs rushed over and blocked her way. Not only did they block her, they also pulled and tugged at her, preventing her from leaving.
"Let me go!" Liu Li screamed.
Lu Chen's face turned cold. Just as he was about to make a move, Miao Wan, who had already knocked Niu Wang unconscious, looked at Lu Chen suspiciously. Miao Wan, a shrewish man, asked, "Damn it, was this your doing?"
Miao Yuemei shouted, "Brother, be careful! If it's not him, it's that bastard! They know mind control!"
"Mind control? They really have that stuff! Fine, let's see how many you can knock out!" Miao Wan sneered, waving his hand at Lu Chen. "All of you, get him! Take that kid down! Break his leg and arm bones first!"
Instantly, a dozen or so thugs surged towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen quickly retreated, but his limbs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth and struggled, grabbing a nearby chair and throwing it with all his might, knocking down two thugs. He shouted at Liu Li, "Sister Li, run!"
"I won't go! How can I go?" Liu Li, with a sudden burst of strength, forcefully shook off the thugs. She bent down, grabbed a pair of scissors from a small table nearby, ran to Lu Chen, and pointed them at the charging thugs, shouting, "Don't come any closer! Anyone who comes near, I'll stab them!"
However, her fighting skills were too weak. The thugs didn't listen at all, their steps unwavering as they continued charging. Miao Wan, meanwhile, let out a smug grin: "Put that woman down! Don't hurt her! Be gentle with pretty women! This woman is nice; I'll enjoy her later!"
Lu Chen glared fiercely at Miao Wan. Although he was completely exhausted, his aura still instilled fear in Miao Wan. At that moment, the first thug lunged at Lu Chen, raising his iron rod to strike him on the head!
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and raised his arm to block.
However, if that hit him, his arm bone would really shatter! Just then, another iron rod came flying. With a clang, it blocked the iron rod that was about to come down.
The thug who was swinging the iron rod froze, and his arm was numb and sore from the impact. Clearly, the person who blocked his blow was much stronger than him.