When Wang Huzi got into the taxi, he wisely chose to sit in the front passenger seat, leaving the entire back row for Chen Fugui. This showed just how impressive Chen's build was. The taxi driver kept sneaking glances at Chen through the rearview mirror all the way there - such a large man was rarely seen in Shanghai. Neither of these two outsiders with northeastern accents seemed like they could afford to buy things at Henglong Plaza, perhaps out of fear of Chen's imposing physique, the driver didn't take any detours and headed straight for their destination. On the first floor of the plaza, Wang Huzi and Chen Fugui ran into Xiaoyao, who led them to the M2 bar. Walking next to Chen Fugui made Xiaoyao look even more petite and delicate than usual.

  As they arrived at the corridor outside the bar, the commotion was about to subside. Wang Jiefang had burst out with a stunning solo performance, but he still couldn't knock down that big guy, Xiongzi, and only managed to get a bit of Northern Fist skin from Wang Hu's mouth. If it weren't for his exceptional endurance, his liver would have been injured by Xiongzi's blows. Zhang Xiaoxiao and the others were just watching the excitement, but connoisseurs could appreciate that Xiongzi's Wing Chun skills must have had a solid foundation of over ten years to achieve such mastery. His small movements and Fuhuquan (Tiger Subduing Fist) may not be perfect, but they weren't superficial either. Wang Jiefang didn't retreat an inch, standing firmly in front of Chen Ergou with a stubborn expression that seemed to say "you have to step over my corpse to get to him".

  "That's enough, Liberation! Don't look for death!" Chen Ergou shouted, leaning against the wall. His master's Choy Li Fut punch was really not ordinary, and it could rival the aged Ergou's wine. Wang Jiefang couldn't take it anymore, he didn't want to carry a corpse back to Wang Hu."

  The man beside the beauty in cheongsam was about 30 years old, exceptionally calm, and didn't seem to care about his companion's entanglement. He finally put away the phone he had been using to browse the stock market and looked up at the young man called Xiongzi: "Xiongzi, it's time to stop, if you really want to fight, I'll arrange for a few high-ranking officials from the Armed Police Force who don't usually take action to play with you in two days."

  The handsome young man, upon hearing the man's words, although with a reluctant face, still retreated very obediently. He glanced at Chen Ergou in the distance with a careless gaze and sneered: "You're lucky today, don't be resentful, it's not hard to break your dog legs, on the army arena, there are really few opponents who aren't carried out on stretchers."

  The cheongsam-clad beauty smiled wryly, seemingly helpless against her companion's unbridled tongue. The man beside her furrowed his brow and said, "Less nonsense."

  "Whose dog's leg did you break?"

  A slightly discordant, thick voice rang out, not sharp or bitter, as if it was just symbolically asking if dinner had been eaten, with a hint of inexplicable laughter. Everyone's gaze involuntarily gathered on the unexpected guest who spoke these words, which seemed to be an extremely unwise and self-inflicted question in Zhang Xiaoxiao's group, but appeared somewhat impolite to the people behind Xiongzi. However, upon seeing this person's physique - a two-meter-tall, 200-kilogram build - they all let out genuine gasps of amazement. Standing in the aisle, he exuded an air of "who dares to challenge me", yet his face wore a simple and honest smile that left people perplexed, making them feel that this was not a provocation, but rather a greeting.

  Chen Ergou was taken aback, clearly not expecting this least expected guy to appear on the spot. A long-lost warmth flowed through his heart, and even the most stubborn and unreasonable person would have a soft spot in their heart. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, and said softly: "Riches."

  "Silly big guy, you want to fight me?" The fearless Xiongzi didn't take this silly big guy seriously at all. He wasn't someone who hadn't fought with big guys before, and he could easily knock him to the ground.

  "Do you want to break his leg?"

  Still with a silly smile on his face, Chen Fugui seemed to be afraid that this guy didn't understand the situation, so he specifically pointed at Chen Erdog and said: "Break my family's Erdog's leg?"

  The woman in the cheongsam dress smiled, and even the people around her were amused by Chen Fugui's words and actions. What's more, there was this rustic name "Ergou" (Second Dog), which would be rarely used as a given name in any province or village along the coast, let alone Shanghai. To them, Chen Ergou was just an ordinary person with some guts. They didn't care what he did now or where he would end up in the future. The most exaggerated one was that girl with a loud voice, who had a very gentle face but liked to put on a spoiled expression. At this moment, she was pointing at Chen Ergou and Chen Fugui, holding her belly in laughter, as if there was no funnier joke in the world.

  Chen Fugui saw Xiong Ziyu's arrogant attitude and nodded, also following the little girl who was laughing with a bright smile. He was like this, the more others treated him as a fool who could be bullied and stepped on, the more he wanted to laugh, and the more he laughed, the more others thought of him as an ignorant fool. This was an interesting cycle.

  Wang Hu's remaining tightly furrowed his brow, standing in a secluded corner unknown to others, and suddenly thought of a sentence: dark clouds pressed the city, the city was about to collapse.

  Chen Fugui took a step forward without any warning, causing Zhang Xiang and his gang to be shocked and frightened. Although Chen's physique was intimidating, after witnessing the tactics of the bear child, they no longer had any illusions. They began to imagine the pitiful scene of this giant being knocked to the ground.

  Squeak!

  A short but ear-piercing sound, Chen Fugui's upper body remained motionless, and when everyone was bewildered, the man next to the cheongsam beauty suddenly shouted: "Xiongzi, be careful!"

  This man sensed it, Chen Ergou, who was familiar with wealth and glory, naturally knew what the sound meant. Wang Huren, who had been wandering around for many years, also discovered the truth through his keen intuition. It was the friction between Chen Fugui's cloth shoes and the ground that produced this effect. Wang Huren's heart beat rapidly, and his eyelids trembled as he realized that if there was mud under the big man's feet, it would have been twisted into two holes by now. What did this mean? Wang Huren smiled wryly, the answer would soon be revealed.

  Before Xiong Zi could react, Chen Fugui suddenly shot out like an arrow, relying on the strength stored in his feet, and charged straight at his opponent. Xiong Zi, a veteran of many battles, changed color and exerted all his strength to assume a defensive posture, trying to stick out this explosive wave of attack from the big man.

  Chen Fugui, with a sudden movement, allowed Xiongzi to strike him directly in the chest, but then countered with a swift and precise kick that hit Xiongzi's calf. Xiongzi's body was kicked forward, suspended in mid-air, while Chen Fugui swung his arm and swept him towards the right wall with a loud crash. With a quick step to the side, Chen Fugui grasped Xiongzi's neck with one hand as fast as lightning, pinning this man who had been rampaging just minutes before against the wall.

  Chen Fugui grasped the man who had vowed to break Chen Ergou's leg, his red-swollen neck raised higher than humanly possible, one hand suspending the entire adult in mid-air. The terrifying arm strength was shocking and frightening. The poor man's feet were already nearly ten centimeters off the ground, his face turning from red to green. Xiongzi's handsome face, unlike a man's, combined with Chen Fugui's ruggedness, reminiscent of a giant bow, formed a rarely seen picture in modern society.

  "Break the legs of Er Gou?" Chen Fugui's profile still didn't have a hint of murderous intent, and everyone could even clearly see the upward curve of his mouth without any city manners. A man with such a clean and silly smile on his face should indeed have a pair of distant and dazed eyes, rather than the fleeting and well-concealed playful glint in his eyes at this moment, as if it was a black humor filled with cold tones.

  A beautiful cheongsam-clad woman with a refined and elegant demeanor had an astonished expression, her composure was the best but her mind was the heaviest. If even she was like this, then there's no need to say more about others. The girl who originally prepared to watch the foolish big guy being teased stared wide-eyed with her beautiful eyes, wasn't Xiao Zong always very capable of fighting since childhood? Weren't his parents all looking forward to him entering the Nanjing Military Region's Special Forces' Sharp Blade Class in the future?

  The steady man beside the cheongsam woman narrowed his eyes and reminded him, "Brother, if you don't let go, someone will get killed. Today's matter, everyone takes a step back, the sea is wide and the sky is vast."

  "Good."

  Chen Fugui opened his mouth, revealing a set of white teeth that had been accustomed to drinking the waters of the Egunna River and the snowmelt streams, and smiled: "I'll spare his life. But since he dared to ask for one leg from Er Gou, I'll dare to ask for one leg from him, just one."

  Don't forget Chen Fugui still had a free hand, he raised it, and as he lifted his arm, at this moment everyone finally saw the bulge of muscles under his thin clothes. This guy seemed to really intend to disable one leg of the bear child. The mature man who could no longer hold back took a step forward, if this big guy who couldn't tell whether he was crazy or mentally ill disabled one leg of the bear child, then things would be out of control. Chen Fugui turned his head to look at the man rushing towards him, with one hand he flung away the half-dead subordinate, and once again the ground transmitted the ear-piercing sound of sneakers rubbing violently, his massive body rushed straight towards his opponent.

  Chen Fugui approached his opponent, ignoring the other's fierce attack. He twisted his waist and hips, his body like a giant bow laid horizontally, his shoulders carrying an air of splitting bamboo as he charged towards the man's body.

  Bajiquan, stick and lean on the mountain.

  Strong as a bow at full stretch, swift as a bursting thunderclap.

  These eight words, Zhang Xiangxiang, a girl who looks down on Chinese martial arts, can't understand. In her opinion, so-called martial arts are just like the "Martial Arts Conference" broadcast by CCTV, which is unreliable and nonsense. Even Wang Huzeng, who has seen much and knows a lot, cannot fully understand it. Although he is not as ignorant as Zhang Xiangxiang, he has never had the opportunity to come into contact with a madman like the one in front of him, who has been hitting trees and walls for 20 years, day after day, without knowing how many sturdy white birch trees have been damaged.

  Only then did the authorities feel the intense and fierce oppression, their bodies scattered and flying out, crashing into the wall, and falling to the ground. Even a strong man like him wanted to struggle to get up, but it was in vain. A wave of bloody taste surged up his throat, and he endured the nausea and chest pain that had reached its peak, numbness, and looked at the big man standing calmly in the middle of the corridor, and for the first time, a pure sense of fear arose from the bottom of his heart.

  A fashionably dressed spoiled girl covered her mouth, her frail body trembling uncontrollably, tears gushing out.

  The woman in the cheongsam gazed at this giant of a man, who stood there like an eagle, his eyes without mockery, his face without complacency, smiling quietly as if to tell her that even if the sky fell, he could hold it up with his shoulders.

  Chen Fugui turned around and walked towards the handsome young man who was sitting on the ground with a desperate look on his face. He smiled foolishly and said, "Whoever you interrupted, why did you have to kick Er Gou's leg? You could have kicked mine too. Grandfather always said, 'Man proposes, Heaven disposes.' This principle, even an idiot like me understands."

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