Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Get them! Give these guys a good beating for me!"

While Lin Qingxue was still feeling disappointed in Hao Jian, Wu Cheng didn't focus on Lin Qingxue. For him, the most important thing now was these annoying guys in front of him.

Perhaps even if he saw Lin Qingxue squatting on the ground, Wu Cheng would only be angrier and not take any action. In his view, a woman like her can be discarded after playing with once. Must he take her back to marry?

Lin Qingxue wasn't important; what mattered were these troublemakers.

Wu Cheng sharply pointed at Spice Ginger and the others, snorted coldly, and said, "Teach them a lesson. Let them know that saving a damsel in distress isn't their turn; they're not strong enough!"

"Yes!"

The fifteen bodyguards nodded heavily, and after Wu Cheng finished speaking, they grabbed the nearby tables and chairs and stormed toward Spice Ginger and the others.

All the tables and chairs along the way were kicked aside, creating a path forcibly. Many couples had already sneaked out when Wu Cheng started causing trouble, leaving the restaurant somewhat empty.

"Who wants to handle this?"

Spice Ginger glanced indifferently at the fifteen people. He didn't take them to heart and instead looked at his four subordinates, asking.

"Since the boss has spoken, I'll do it!"

As Spice Ginger's voice fell, a voice with a hint of coldness suddenly sounded. The owner of this voice was a slightly skinny man. Though thin, his eyes gleamed with a faint killing intent. This person was one of Spice Ginger's proud subordinates, known as Skinny Feng.

"Tch, Skinny, if you want to show off in front of Young Master Hao and the boss, just say it. No need to act like you're aggrieved."

Just as Skinny Feng spoke, another mocking voice suddenly came. Looking over, it was the chubby guy who had been eating the whole time.

This chubby guy's name wasn't well-known, but everyone in the business called him Big Fatty. He had recently been discovered by Spice Ginger and absorbed into his ranks.

This chubby guy seemed to be a fanboy of Hao Jian. His room was almost filled with Hao Jian's photos, and every time he mentioned Hao Jian's name, his tone was full of respect and fanaticism.

"Alright, Fatty, I'm not saying, but with Young Master Hao right there, do you want me to perform, or do you want to perform?"

Skinny Feng knew the chubby guy's quirks, so he waved his hand and asked aloud.

"Haha, I'll do it!"

Big Fatty laughed loudly without hesitation, then grabbed a solid wooden chair behind him. He displayed agility inconsistent with his size and appeared in front of the fifteen people in the blink of an eye.

"Sigh, every time Young Master Hao is mentioned, Big Fatty is more enthusiastic than us."

Skinny Feng twisted his waist, his face helpless.

"Alright, be careful. If anyone escapes, it'll be hard to explain to Young Master Hao."

Spice Ginger knew Big Fatty's character, but he didn't mind these matters. For Hao Jian, it wasn't troublesome anyway.

"Okay!"

The remaining three heard this, straightened their expressions, and put away their playful smiles. Their eyes fixed tightly on Big Fatty, who had already collided with the fifteen people.

"Bang!"

With a sweep of the chair in his hand, Big Fatty directly swept away three bodyguards who charged at him. These three immediately lost the ability to fight and could only wail continuously on the ground.

"Tch, small fry."

After all, he had been practicing martial arts since childhood. If he couldn't even handle these minor bodyguards, he wouldn't have become one of Spice Ginger's capable subordinates.

"Courting death!"

The remaining bodyguards' expressions changed when they saw their companions being easily handled by Big Fatty. They strengthened the force in their hands and directly brought their weapons down on Big Fatty.

"Tch."

As these weapons blocked all his routes, Big Fatty disdainfully pouted. His large feet stomped fiercely on the ground. Was it an illusion, or did the entire restaurant's floor noticeably shake, except for Hao Jian, who continued eating calmly?

He raised the chair in his hand, using it as a shield to forcibly beat back these weapons. For a moment, chair debris, dishes, and other things flew everywhere.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

But it wasn't over. After Big Fatty blocked this wave of attack, his big eyes widened like an angry Vajra, and a sudden burst of cold killing intent swept across the room. The twelve bodyguards froze for a moment, their faces turning pale.

Then, Big Fatty moved swiftly, taking down six more people. The remaining six soon steadied themselves, resisting Big Fatty's killing intent. However, the trembling of their hands still told of the recent terror.

This chubby guy did have some strength.

Due to Big Fatty's previous killing intent, Hao Jian's own killing intent was subconsciously triggered, causing his hand holding the wine glass to pause slightly. He continued drinking and eating, but now he kept an eye on Big Fatty.

"Boss, Big Fatty's killing intent has been growing fiercely lately, what's going on?"

Skinny was surprised by the sudden display of killing intent from Big Fatty and looked towards Spice Ginger, knowing that only Spice Ginger could explain this.

"This guy recently went to Ira Country, participated in some battles, and killed quite a few people."

Spice Ginger waved his hand, not surprised by Big Fatty's increase in strength. But after watching Big Fatty handle nine opponents, he finally took a step towards Big Fatty—or more precisely, walked towards Wu Cheng.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boss! It's handled!"

By the time Spice Ginger and three others reached behind Fatty, Fatty had already taken care of the remaining six bodyguards. Suddenly sensing the presence behind him, he quickly turned around to see Spice Ginger, his previously cold face instantly wearing a sincere smile, and he spoke respectfully.

"Haha, Fatty, tell me, sneaking off to Ira Country, are you ignoring me as a friend?!"

Before Spice Ginger could speak, Skinny hammered Big Fatty's chest, his tone teasing.

"Hmph, Skinny, I'm not referring to you."

Big Fatty clearly remembered something, wiped the light sweat from his forehead, and stood behind Spice Ginger, deciding not to talk to Skinny anymore.

Skinny, seeing this, also closed his mouth. The current priority was not bickering, but rather the matter at hand.

"Spare my life! Spare my life!"

Wu Cheng's face was full of fear. This Fatty actually handled all fifteen of his bodyguards?! Those were retired elites from the army!

They usually had no problem facing five ordinary people at a time, yet in the hands of Fatty, they couldn't even touch his clothes?!

At this moment, Wu Cheng didn't have time to dwell on this, his face filled with panic as he rolled and crawled to Spice Ginger's feet, tightly clutching Spice Ginger's leg, his plea for mercy coming out with a sobbing tone.

"Hero! Hero! Tell me what you want, I'll... I'll give it to you!"

Wu Cheng wasn't stupid. He naturally saw that Spice Ginger was the leader, so pleading with him was the right choice. If even Fatty could handle fifteen men, the rest of these people wouldn't be lacking either.

Understanding this, Wu Cheng felt extremely wronged. Wasn't he just out with a woman? How did he end up in such a situation? Why were such world-class fighters gathering to cause him trouble?!

"Hmph."

Seeing Wu Cheng's cowardice, the four behind Spice Ginger sneered without saying anything, knowing Spice Ginger made the decisions here.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Spice Ginger had no intention of bothering with Wu Cheng and kicked him away before quickly rushing to Lin Qingxue, asking gently and with a smile.

This woman in front of him was Young Master Hao's, and if anything happened to her, he couldn't shirk responsibility.

"I'm fine."

The situation changed so quickly that Lin Qingxue couldn't react immediately. But she wasn't an ordinary person, and quickly shook her head after Spice Ginger asked, slowly standing up.

"Whew..."

Upon hearing, Spice Ginger exhaled deeply; as long as she was fine, all was well. And not just him, the four men behind him, upon hearing Lin Qingxue's voice, also sighed in relief. Young Master Hao was right behind them, and if they messed this up, they'd really be in trouble.

Since Lin Qingxue was alright, Spice Ginger relaxed and suddenly pointed towards Hao Jian, laughing: "Is that man your boyfriend?"

Hao Jian, at that moment, continued drinking his bottle of '82 Lafite, with each sip also followed by cutting a piece of steak to eat. He paid no attention whatsoever to Spice Ginger's side of events.

But perhaps his attitude made Lin Qingxue, who was already somewhat conflicted, suddenly make up her mind, and with a huff, she spoke, "No, he's not my boyfriend."

To put it bluntly, Lin Qingxue was quite upset with Hao Jian's attitude. If he had stepped up when facing Wu Cheng, she might actually have become his girlfriend. But now, it's unlikely!

Upon hearing this, Spice Ginger's face suddenly showed a strange expression, followed by a silent nod, seems like Young Master Hao went too far this time...

The four behind Spice Ginger were covering their mouths, but couldn't hide the amused smiles on their faces; this incident was really interesting!

"Really?"

Spice Ginger laughed and said, "Is he really not your boyfriend?" He asked the question again.

Lin Qingxue heard this, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"I told you, he's not!"