Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 277 - 276 Chen Biao’s Son

Chapter 277: Chapter 276 Chen Biao’s Son

Soon, everyone had drunk fifty cases of alcohol. Of course, thirty-five cases had gone into Su Yang’s belly.

But for the rest of the people, each still had to share a case at least.

Su Yang acted as if everything was fine, but most of these people had run to the bathroom to either throw up or have diarrhea. Now, just the sight of alcohol made them wish they were dead.

"Guys, we’re not making good progress here, there are still fifty cases left, we need to speed up!" Su Yang slapped the table and said.

Everyone was close to breaking down. How long had it been? They had drunk so much, and he still wasn’t satisfied with the pace? Bottle after bottle, without a break, even Iron Man couldn’t handle this, right?

At this critical moment, another group of people entered through the door. At the forefront was a middle-aged man, who scanned the scene before his eyes finally landed on He Liang, and he asked coldly, "Xiao Liang, what’s going on here?"

"Dad..." He Liang quickly stood up, wanting to explain, but thinking about those people outside earlier, he wilted and said softly, "I... I’m fine, where is Uncle Chen..."

"Fine?" Father He said coldly, "You’re drunk like this and you say you’re fine? Come home with me!"

He Liang glanced at Su Yang and hung his head, not daring to speak.

"I’m afraid he won’t be going home, he still has to drink!" Su Yang said with a smile, "Or, why don’t you go and ask Chen Biao to come take him back?"

"What the hell do you think you are, daring to ask Brother Biao to come here!" Father He shouted angrily.

Su Yang just smiled, and He Liang’s face changed as he said urgently, "Dad, Dad, it’s fine, it’s fine, we... we’ll drink less, you... you go get Uncle Chen, please..."

As he spoke, He Liang made meaningful glances at his father.

Father He’s face was full of astonishment and he didn’t understand what was happening, but in the end, he backed down. Those people squatting outside made him feel that something was definitely off.

Father He didn’t leave but went to look for the manager and asked in a low voice, "Where’s Brother Biao?"

"Brother Biao will be arriving in Zhongchang City soon," the manager replied quietly. "What happened, is there a problem?"

"My son is in that private room over there, and there seems to be some trouble," Father He said, frowning. "This is Brother Biao’s place. You deal with it!"

The manager hesitated for a moment, then said quietly, "Mr. He, could you please wait a moment?"

"What’s the matter? Is there a problem?" Father He asked angrily.

"No, it’s not that..." the manager replied quietly, "It’s just that there’s a beautiful woman in that private room, really beautiful. You know, our Second Young Master, he likes pretty girls. I’ve already contacted the Second Young Master, and he’s on his way here with some people. They will resolve this matter for you in a moment!"

Father He slowly nodded his head. This Second Young Master was named Chen Kun, Brother Biao’s illegitimate son, notorious for his lechery. With such a situation, it certainly wasn’t surprising!

By the time seventy cases had been drunk inside the room, the Second Young Master Chen Kun had arrived.

Chen Kun appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen, with dyed red hair, accompanied by a dozen young men dressed in motorcycle gear and looking flashy.

He kicked open the door and entered. Upon seeing him, everyone’s expressions changed. This was a top-tier spoiled brat in Zhongchang City; everyone there had suffered at the hands of Chen Kun.

"I heard there’s a beauty here..." Chen Kun’s gaze settled on Qi’er and he said with a smile, "Is that you?"

Qi’er was somewhat fearful and hid behind Su Yang without speaking.

Chen Kun looked Qi’er up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Perfect, tonight I’m going to race with someone, and I’m short of a female companion. You’re coming with me!"

"Kun, what about me?" the girl beside him immediately objected unhappily, as she was Chen Kun’s companion.

Chen Kun dismissed her with a wave of his hand, "You’re with Fire Man tonight; he’s been eyeing you for several days now."

"Oh, Kun, thank you so much!" said a young man dressed in flames, immediately breaking into a smile.

The girl gave Fire Man a cold look and complained teasingly, "You guys are so mean!"

There wasn’t much anger to it; apparently, they often played this way.

"Come on, pretty lady, let’s go!" Chen Kun’s eyes were now fixed solely on Qi’er, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

Just as his hand was about to grab Qi’er, Su Yang reached out and grabbed his wrist, laughing lightly, "She hasn’t agreed yet. Are you planning to snatch her away openly?"

"Snatch your fucking ass!" Chen Kun cursed angrily. Fire Man, more direct, pulled out a cleaver and swung it straight at Su Yang’s head.

From his posture, it looked like he was ready to chop Su Yang to death in one strike. These people really didn’t hold back.

In fact, Chen Kun and his lot were nothing but a scourge in Zhongchang City. Despite their young age, they had more than a few lives under their belts, so their attacks were indeed unrestrained.

However, this time he had met his match. Before his cleaver could hit Su Yang’s head, Su Yang had snapped back to his senses, dodged the blade, and struck back. With a single motion, he chopped off Fire Man’s entire hand, clean at the wrist.

Fire Man was initially stunned; it was only after a while that he began to scream in agony, clutching his severed hand and staggering backwards as blood spurted out.

Chen Kun was taken aback. They were always the bullies; it was unheard of for them to be bullied!

"You little shit, you’re courting death!" Chen Kun snarled through clenched teeth, "Take him down for me!"

"Fuck, chop him to pieces!"

"Everybody on him, son of a bitch, he dares to mess with our people!"

"Just stand still, and I’ll fucking kill you!"

These young men charged shouting, including the girls, who came at him with daggers, all bristling with aggression. After all, they were used to bullying others and didn’t take such matters seriously.

Su Yang didn’t waste words either, he stood up and grabbed the neck of the youth who came at him first, slamming his head down onto the marble table.

The table shattered, and of course, so did the young man’s skull. Blood gushed out as he lay still on the floor.

The cleavers of the next several attackers swung down as well, but Su Yang effortlessly dodged and struck back. The hands of these men were all severed, just like Fire Man, chopped off at the wrist.

At that, Chen Kun’s group was finally cowed; the remaining few didn’t dare rush forward anymore.

But was Su Yang the type to let them go?

He charged, his cleaver swished through them like slicing melons, and he took down every one of the young men. Only Chen Kun was left standing in the chaos.

Chen Kun was petrified, trembling as he watched Su Yang, unable to speak for a long while.

"You’re Chen Kun?" Su Yang asked leisurely.

"It’s... it’s me..." Chen Kun stuttered, then quickly said, "My dad is Chen Biao, you... you’re so dead..."

"Oh, is that so?" Su Yang smiled faintly, "Then call him, and tell him to come over quickly. If he’s late, you might really need someone to collect your body!"

"If you dare touch me, my dad will kill your entire family!" Chen Kun bellowed.

Without another word, Su Yang chopped off Chen Kun’s left hand.

Chen Kun screamed in pain. Su Yang stepped on his neck and said coldly, "Make the call to your dad and don’t make another peep, or I’ll cut off your tongue!"