Chapter 17: Spare Me, Grandfather

“Just you trash?” Chen Dabao glanced around with blatant disdain.

“Brother Pao, this guy talks big!” A thug with dyed yellow hair immediately narrowed his eyes, his expression hostile.

“Chen Dabao, you stupid bastard with no parents, how dare you mess with our brothers’ business? You’d better kneel and cough up 100,000 yuan as compensation. Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you off. Otherwise, I won’t be polite!” Zhao Dapao arrogantly declared, chin raised high.

“Chen Dabao, I heard you asked the village chief for your father’s compensation money. It’s at least two or three hundred thousand yuan. Don’t say you have no money!” Zhao Erpao’s eyes gleamed slyly; they were after Chen Dabao’s deceased father’s compensation all along.

Today, it didn’t matter if Chen Dabao had no money—once he signed an IOU, that money wouldn’t be able to escape.

“If you want the money my father left behind, go ahead and try!” Chen Dabao sneered.

He had just begun practicing the Heavenly Secrets Divine Art, so taking on a dozen men at once was somewhat challenging. But with them barging in, he couldn’t back down.

“Chen Dabao, you’re asking for death! Since you refuse to accept a toast, don’t blame me for pouring you a penalty drink. Attack!” Zhao Dapao pulled out a steel pipe and pointed it menacingly at Chen Dabao.

The two brothers had brought along thugs from Qingshan Town, who looked down on the ruffians from Peach Blossom Village.

“You little bastard, you’re courting death!” The gang brandished their weapons, ready to charge.

Chen Dabao sneered and fixed his gaze on Zhao Dapao and Zhao Erpao, planning to take down the ringleaders first. Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew from behind, and Little Lotus mustered her courage, stepping out to stand before him.

“What are you doing? I’ve already called the police; they’ll be here soon. You all should leave quickly!” Little Lotus shouted bravely.

“Oh? There’s a pretty little thing here!” The gang’s eyes locked onto Little Lotus, unable to look away.

She was truly beautiful—lovely face, shapely figure, an absolute gem.

One thug even swallowed nervously.

“Little Lotus?” Zhao Dapao and Zhao Erpao’s eyes lit up as if uncovering a big secret. “You idiot Chen, you’re actually involved with the village chief’s daughter-in-law! Even if I let you off today, Liu Fugui won’t!”

“Little Lotus, what good is sticking with this fool? Come with us instead. We’ll show you what it means to play with dragons—guaranteed to please you!” Zhao Erpao leered, eyes glued to her.

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“Little Lotus, don’t mind them—they’re just trash. I haven’t even taken them seriously!” Chen Dabao pulled Little Lotus behind him and said coldly, “Zhao Dapao, Zhao Erpao, watch your mouths. Little Lotus just came to borrow something. Don’t spout nonsense in broad daylight!”

Chen Dabao didn’t care about the village gossip—he was unmarried and had no girlfriend. But Little Lotus was different; she was married and couldn’t be slandered by these bastards.

“Borrow something? You’re just itching for trouble!” Zhao Dapao sneered, spewing lewd words. But before he finished, a flash caught his eye, then a sharp pain struck his face.

“Smack!”

“Ah!” Zhao Dapao screamed, spinning around and falling hard onto the ground. He had no idea how Chen Dabao had struck him.

“You little bastard, you’re asking for death!”

“How dare you hit Brother Pao! You must be courting death!”

“Get him!”

The gang erupted in anger.

With their numbers and this kid’s audacity to fight back, they felt utterly disrespected.

One lustful thug, eager to grab Little Lotus, swung a steel pipe at Chen Dabao.

“Whoosh!”

“Bang!”

Chen Dabao launched a flying kick, striking the thug’s stomach hard. The thug screamed and was sent flying seven or eight meters, spitting blood, unable to get up.

“You... you?” The gang was shocked. How was this kid so fierce—kicking someone that far was terrifying.

“Zhao Erpao!” Chen Dabao shouted fiercely, breaking through two thugs blocking his way and appearing right before Zhao Erpao.

Zhao Erpao shuddered, a savage gleam flashing in his eyes. Suddenly, he raised his arm and stabbed wildly with a spring knife.

Chen Dabao’s reflexes were lightning-fast; he grabbed Zhao Erpao’s wrist and twisted hard.

“Crack!”

A bone-shattering sound rang out. Zhao Erpao howled in pain and collapsed to his knees, dropping the spring knife.

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“Who else dares to make a move?” Chen Dabao roared like a tiger, infused with a trace of divine power from the Heavenly Secrets Divine Art. The thugs’ ears buzzed, their legs weakened, and one by one, they fell to their knees.

“Mercy! Mercy!” Dozens of thugs knelt trembling.

These bullies were always cocky when facing the weak, but cowardly when confronted with strength, and they avoided those willing to die.

Today, facing Chen Dabao’s fierce might, their courage shattered completely.

“Zhao Erpao, I’m telling you, if you dare cause trouble again, it won’t be so easy to walk away. Pay for my door and get lost!” Chen Dabao coldly grabbed Zhao Erpao.

“Y-yes, Brother Dabao, we won’t come again!” Zhao Dapao and Zhao Erpao nodded frantically. The gang hurriedly pulled out their money and offered it to Chen Dabao.

Together, the poor fools only had one or two thousand yuan.

Chen Dabao pocketed the cash, released Zhao Erpao, and told them to scram.

The gang fled in panic.

Zhao Dapao and Zhao Erpao couldn’t understand how Chen Dabao, who wasn’t stupid before, suddenly became so formidable.

“Dabao, you’re amazing!” Little Lotus looked at Chen Dabao with admiration, her eyes sparkling.

“Little Lotus, you should go back quickly. There were too many people just now—be careful about gossip spreading!” Chen Dabao urged hastily.

He feared if Little Lotus stayed longer, those she-devils would devour him.

Reluctant but understanding, Little Lotus left, knowing Chen Dabao was right. If she stayed, tongues would wag.

Once she was gone, Chen Dabao quickly repaired the front gate. Fortunately, the damage wasn’t severe; a little fixing and the gate was usable again.

Back inside, Chen Dabao took out the phone Chen Ya had given him to examine.

The phone was quite good—old but functional.

But when he opened the photo gallery, a sudden heat rose in his nose, nearly causing him to spit blood.

“Wow, Chen Jie’s figure is amazing!”