"Big brother, you sing so beautifully," Su Xiaoxiao said with tears in her eyes.
"I thought the best singer I knew was Xiaoxiao, but Brother Su, you sing even better. I’m officially your fan!" Zhang Xiaomo sincerely said.
"After hearing Brother Su sing, I’ve forgotten all about the original singer."
"Thanks to Brother Su’s song, I suddenly have a new surge of confidence in the future and in life."
Everyone was deeply moved by Su Chengyu’s singing.
"Come! Let’s toast!" Su Chengyu raised his glass! Everyone returned the toast, glasses clinking together.
"Okay, now it’s your turn to sing, I need a rest for a moment."
Su Chengyu’s performance set the mood, and the others started to sing, enjoying the drinks.
At Liya Hotel, Cui Yan got the news of Hou Congsheng’s public challenge to Su Chengyu and called Fang Qing.
"You know about Hou Congsheng’s challenge to Su Chengyu, right?"
"Just found out, I was about to call you," said Fang Qing.
"We’ll go as well tomorrow. If Su Chengyu appears and is defeated by Hou Congsheng, then I won’t have to make a move. If, however, Hou Congsheng is defeated by him, then I’ll have to step in and kill him. This will not only avenge Hua, but also curry favor with the Hou family. It’s a win-win."
A satisfied smile spread across Cui Yan’s face.
"Brother, Su Chengyu hasn’t accepted the challenge, so he might not show up," Fang Qing said.
"If he shirks away from the fight, then he’s not fit to be a martial artist. No matter what, we need to go to the scene tomorrow." After saying this, Cui Yan hung up the phone.
"Su Chengyu, Su Chengyu, you’d better pray for good luck tomorrow. I’ve tried my best. If you were smart, you wouldn’t show up tomorrow, otherwise you’re courting death," Fang Qing said, her voice filled with sorrow.
Inside the Hou family’s villa, Hou Kexin said to Hou Congsheng, "Dad, Su Chengyu hasn’t responded to the challenge yet. What if he doesn’t show up tomorrow?"
"If he avoids the fight, then he’s a complete coward, and such scum doesn’t deserve to compete with me! I issued an open challenge with so much fanfare precisely to force him into participating."
Hou Congsheng said, brimming with confidence.
"Hmph, as long as he dares to come, I’ll make sure to kill him in front of everyone, proving once and for all that you truly are the fifth best martial artist. This kid is nothing in comparison!" Hou Kexin spat out coldly.
At Jinhuang Night Club, everyone was having a great time. They took turns singing and had quite a few drinks. Zou Ming got drunk and ran to the restroom to vomit. At that moment, Zhang Xiaomo also needed to use the restroom, so she went outside the booth.
After a while, Zhang Xiaomo returned to the booth and sat down silently, her eyes circled with red but she remained silent.
"Xiaomo, it’s your turn to sing." Su Xiaoxiao passed her the microphone.
Zhang Xiaomo shook her head. Su Xiaoxiao walked over and asked, "What’s the matter? Your face... who hit you?"
Su Xiaoxiao noticed a bright red palm print on Zhang Xiaomo’s face, and her cheek was also swelling red.
"I’m fine." Zhang Xiaomo turned away, her eyes filled with tears.
Su Chengyu paused the music, turned on the lights, and came over for a look. It was obvious that Zhang Xiaomo had been hit.
"Tell me, what happened!" said Su Chengyu, his voice chilling.
Zhang Xiaomo bit her lip before finally speaking haltingly.
She had been harassed by two middle-aged men when she stepped out to use the restroom, and they had tried to drag her into their booth to accompany them in singing.
When Zhang Xiaomo refused and tried to break away, she was slapped.
While Zhang Xiaomo wasn’t as beautiful as Su Xiaoxiao, she was still a beauty and quite attractive. It was no wonder she had been harassed.
"Brother, Xiaomo can’t be hit for nothing!" Su Xiaoxiao said angrily.
"Xiaomo, take me to them."
As Su Xiaoxiao’s best friend, Su Chengyu was of course not going to let Zhang Xiaomo be wronged without cause.
"Brother Su, let’s just forget about it, okay? They seem to be quite influential," said Zhang Xiaomo in a timid voice.
"We may not bully others, but that doesn’t mean we can be bullied freely. You call me Brother Su, and I will seek justice for you," Su Chengyu said.
"That’s right! Brother Su is right! Why should we get bullied? With Brother Su here, we have the upper hand, don’t be afraid!" Another boy, under the influence of alcohol, also said angrily.
Only then did Zhang Xiaomo nod and stand up. Su Chengyu first used his mana to neutralize the alcohol in everyone’s bodies, then they all stepped out of the booth.
"They went into this booth." Zhang Xiaomo pointed out their booth when they reached the doorway.
Su Chengyu was generally a reasonable person, but when his friends were bullied, he wasn’t interested in reason, so he kicked the door open.
The booth was smoky, full of people, men and women, all having a great time. Some of the women had even taken off their tops. The men in the booth were also bare-chested, their bodies covered in tattoos.
The sudden intrusion from Su Chengyu startled everyone inside, and Su Xiaoxiao and the others quickly closed their eyes.
"Who is it? Looking for trouble?"
The music stopped and several middle-aged men strode over aggressively, with Zhang Xiaomo hiding behind Su Chengyu, scared.
"Who bullied her just now?"
Su Chengyu stepped aside, pointing at Zhang Xiaomo behind him. His voice was icy.
"So it’s this little girl. Seems like she brought her boyfriend along. You the boyfriend here for payback?"
"I was messing with her. What are you going to do about it?" said another bald man.
A cold light flashed in Su Chengyu’s eyes. He moved swiftly, appearing in front of the man in a second, gripping and twisting his arm until it broke. The man howled in agony.
"Damn! Brothers, grab your weapons! Kill him!"
In the booth, the other men were incensed, picking up their bottles and charging at Su Chengyu. Su Chengyu moved like the wind, and before the men could even register what was happening, Su Chengyu had broken each of their arms, their agonized screams filling the air.
The women in the booth were terrified and scrambled into the corners.
"Breaking your arms is the punishment! Now, the two of you who hit her, slap yourselves with your other hand and apologize to her. Keep slapping until she’s willing to forgive you."
These people clearly were part of the underworld, and Su Chengyu wasn’t exactly polite towards them.
"You little brat! Do you have any idea who I am? You dare to hit me? You’re dead meat!"
The bald man’s arm was broken but he was still being defiant.
Su Chengyu grabbed a bottle and smashed it on the bald man’s head. Blood streamed down from the wound, and the man bawled in pain.
"This is Hong Ye’s turf. We’re all under Hong Ye’s command. You little punk, you dare to hit us, you’re going to die a miserable death!" Another man, who was still fearless, barked menacingly at him.
Upon hearing this, Su Chengyu’s brows furrowed slightly. No wonder these guys still had the guts to be arrogant even after having their arms broken - it turned out that Hong Zhen Ting was backing them. Hong Zhen Ting’s men were indeed very arrogant and overbearing in Lin Jiang.
"Hong Zhen Ting’s men..."
Su Chengyu casually took a seat on the sofa and said casually.
"That’s right! Are you scared now? No one in Lin Jiang dares to mess with Hong Ye. You’re looking for trouble on Hong Ye’s turf, so you must be tired of living! Kneel down now, apologize, cut off one of your hands, and leave these girls for us. Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll spare your life."
Another man, arrogant and fearless, acted as though he was completely untouchable.