Chapter 11
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"F * ck you! Can't you see that I'm busy? "
Wenfeng turned his head away in annoyance.
* POM! *
The next second, the beer bottle in the man's hand landed on Wenfeng's head!
"Ouch! Ouch! "
The beer bottle broke. Wenfeng's head started to bleed. He screamed in pain. The alcohol stimulated his wound. He was in so much pain that he was seeing stars and his body was trembling.
"Master!"
Seeing this, the bodyguard gave up on attacking Chen and ran over to protect Wenfeng.
"Who are you? Why did you hit me … "Wenfeng was dumbfounded.
He didn't know this red-haired guy in front of him at all. He was inexplicably hit by him. What the f * ck!
"Who am I?"
The red-haired guy said arrogantly, "The three streets around here are under my protection! You don't even know who I am! How dare you touch my benefactor here! You're asking for it! "
"Benefactor?"
Wenfeng and the bodyguard were stunned. They stared at Chen with their mouths agape.
"Hi, Little Chick." Chen grinned.
"Hi, Master Chen! I was just about to thank you! "
The Fire Boss ran to Chen and said with a smile, "My wife came home early this morning. She has forgiven me! This is all thanks to you! From today onwards, you are my benefactor! "
Chen put on a mysterious look and said, "Good karma will reap good karma. I helped you before. That's why you are helping me now."
"Yes, yes, yes! Master, you are right! "The Fire Boss nodded. He was so superstitious about Chen.
Even if Chen said that fart smelled good, the Fire Boss would still nod and agree!
Seeing the scene in front of him, Wenfeng's mind was instantly filled with thousands of curses.
In his mind, he was confident that he could defeat Chen today.
He did not expect that Chen had already planned everything and purposely lured him here to be beaten up.
"Master, let's go … There are dozens of gangsters staring at us. You are a respectable person. If you cause trouble, the consequences will be unimaginable … "The bodyguard said softly.
"This …" Wenfeng was very unwilling. But he did not have the guts to risk his own safety. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
"Leave? You seem to have forgotten something, right? "Chen Xiaobei opened his mouth and said.
"You … what do you want?" Wenfeng's heart trembled as an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"I told you that I will slap you today!" Chen said in a serious tone.
"Don't go too far!" Wenfeng was furious.
After all, he was the young master of the Wen family. Being beaten up by Wen Tianyuan today had already made him furious. There was no way he would allow Chen to beat him up.
"I've gone too far?"
Chen said coldly, "If the Fire Boss was not here, I would have been beaten half to death by you. Who is the one who is the bully?"
"This …" Wenfeng was speechless. He shouted angrily, "I am the young master of the Wen family! I will never let you hit me! Never! "
"Pa pa."
Fire Boss gently clapped his hands.
Suddenly, a dense crowd of people walked out from the surroundings.
At a rough glance, there were at least forty to fifty people. Moreover, every one of them was holding a machete or a steel pipe in their hands. They were aggressive like wolves and tigers!
It was just like in the movie "Young and Dangerous". In a few seconds, they had surrounded the area.
"What the f * ck …"
Wenfeng was scared out of his wits.
This kind of scene had a strong impact on his heart. He was so scared that he did not even dare to breathe.
The bodyguard was completely terrified as well.
Under normal circumstances, he could fight ten people at once. But at this moment, there were dozens of armed desperadoes around him! Even if he had ten lives, he would not be able to survive!
"All of you better do as Master Chen says! Or else, you will have to bear the consequences! "The Fire Boss looked at them coldly and threatened.
Although he was as obedient as a house cat in front of Chen, he was like a ferocious tiger in front of others!
"Come here!" Chen raised his hand and beckoned Wenfeng with his finger.
"Master … Hurry up … If not, both of us will die a horrible death …" The bodyguard was already scared out of his wits. Not only did he not protect Wenfeng, he even pushed Wenfeng from behind.
"…" Wenfeng's face was twisted. He was extremely depressed. But under such circumstances, he had no other choice but to obediently walk in front of Chen.
* PIAK! *
Without saying a word, Chen raised his hand and slapped Wenfeng hard on the face.
"Ouch …"
Wenfeng howled miserably from the slap and fell to the ground on his butt. A bright red palm print appeared on his cheek, and his forehead was still bleeding profusely. He was in an extremely sorry state.
"You are so thick-skinned! My hand hurts when you hit me …" Chen swung his hand and complained.
Tears rolled down Wen Feng's face … Your father's face is swollen, how can your hand not hurt?
How much hatred do you have? How much hatred do you have? Do you have to use so much force?
In his heart, Wenfeng cursed all eighteen generations of Chen's ancestors a hundred times! A hundred times!
But he did not dare to show any anger on his face. He was afraid that if he angered Chen, he would be beaten up again.
"Alright, both of you can leave now." Chen said calmly.
Wenfeng and the bodyguard immediately ran away from the scene as if they had just been pardoned.
After that.
Chen memorized the Fire Boss's phone number and left the west side of the city.
When he was in the taxi, Chen contacted his second brother immediately.
This guy seemed to have a lot of free time. He replied instantly, "Brother, what can I do for you?"
Ever since he exchanged the Charm of Marriage with Chen, his second brother had acknowledged Chen as his friend. This saved him a lot of formalities.
Chen: I just accepted a mortal as my disciple. I want to know if there's any way for him to increase his strength quickly?
Zhu Bajie: Training is a long process. If you want to increase your strength in a short period of time, you will need to get your hands on Laotzu's Golden Pill of Good Fortune.
Chen: What should I do then?
Zhu Bajie: If I'm not mistaken, the Golden Pill of Good Fortune costs one hundred thousand merit points.
"What the f * ck!"
Chen's hand trembled. He almost dropped his phone.
Saving one person is equivalent to one merit point. One hundred thousand merit points to save one hundred thousand people! What kind of joke is this?
Chen: Is there any other way? Actually, I don't ask for much. I just want him to not be bullied by other mortals.
Zhu Bajie: You only want the strength of mortals? That's easy. You can ask Yanwang to lend you his strength.
Chen: Erm … I'm not that close to Yanwang. I'm not sure if he will lend me his strength …
Zhu Bajie: Of course, he won't lend you his strength for free. But, that guy is a glutton. As long as you tempt him with good food, there will be no problem.
Glutton?
Chen was dumbfounded.
No one would have imagined that the King of Hell, who was in charge of the underworld and ruled over thousands of ghosts, was actually a foodie!
Chen calmed himself down and found Yanwang's profile picture in the group.
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