Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 62: Chickens Fly and Eggs Are Broken

"Kid, are you looking for death on purpose?"

Ah Jun disdainfully pulled out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the sleep out of his eyes.

He looked up to see Xu Xiangbei, his face twisted in anger as he grabbed Xu Xiangbei’s collar and growled, "I warn you, don’t have any improper thoughts about Black Rose, or I’ll chop off one of your hands. I’m not joking!"

The corners of Xu Xiangbei’s mouth turned up, his smile growing even brighter.

"Here are your car keys, I brought it for you, parked downstairs. Kid, don’t think that renting a Ferrari means you can chase Black Rose, you’re not even worthy! Be smart, from now on, don’t provoke Black Rose anymore, or you’ll regret it!"

Seeing Xu Xiangbei not responding, just smiling foolishly, Ah Jun, after delivering his harsh warning, released his grip somewhat bored, tossing the car keys back to Xu Xiangbei before turning to leave.

Ah Jun felt his job was done, confident Xu Xiangbei was scared stiff.

"Stop."

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei spoke, "I was planning to see Black Rose today, which hand are you going to chop off?"

"Hmm?"

Ah Jun and his group halted immediately, turning around to glare at Xu Xiangbei with disgust.

"Kid, looks like you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin."

Ah Jun laughed, his expression somewhat sinister, "Get him, break this kid’s arm, I’ll take the responsibility!"

Right away, the two burly youths beside Ah Jun rushed towards Xu Xiangbei without hesitation.

Though Xu Xiangbei had remarkable driving skills, he looked thin and not very tall, not like someone who could fight.

"Kid, taste Lao Zi’s punch!"

One of the youths with a full beard threw a powerful punch directly at Xu Xiangbei’s head.

Bang!

Unfortunately, before his fist could land, Xu Xiangbei swiftly kicked out, hitting the youth precisely in a vulnerable spot between his legs.

"Damn, this kid actually dared to sneak attack!"

The youth clutched his lower half in agony, collapsing to the ground and howling in pain.

"Heh heh, this move is called the ’Lineage Severing Kick!’"

Xu Xiangbei grinned cheekily, "With you three pieces of trash daring to boss around in front of me, without teaching you a lesson, you wouldn’t know what’s black and what’s white."

"Screw you!"

Another burly youth, seeing Xu Xiangbei trip up his companion with one kick, angrily pulled out a knife and stabbed directly at Xu Xiangbei’s chest.

Snap.

Unfortunately, in Xu Xiangbei’s eyes, his movements were in slow motion. Xu Xiangbei reached out and deftly clamped the opponent’s wrist in mid-air.

The knife in the opponent’s hand was less than an inch away from Xu Xiangbei, seemingly about to stab into him, but Xu Xiangbei’s wrist was like iron pliers, gripping the opponent’s wrist tightly, and no matter how much strength he used, he couldn’t budge an inch forward.

"You little bastard, if you’ve got guts, let go..."

The youth, red-faced, cursed incessantly.

"What a joke, whether I have guts or not is none of your business, but I know for sure you have none!"

As he spoke, with a wrench, a snapping sound was heard, and the youth’s wrist was twisted, dropping the knife to the ground.

Before the youth could scream in pain, Xu Xiangbei delivered another ’Lineage Severing Kick,’ sending the youth sprawling to the ground.

"Brother Jun, get revenge for us..."

The youth cried out, writhing in pain on the ground.

"Kid, you’re vicious, using such despicable moves, just see if I don’t kill you!"

Ah Jun, who was originally watching with arms crossed, was ready to enjoy a show but couldn’t believe his two big, strong companions were quickly taken down by Xu Xiangbei, a skinny-looking guy, with just a few moves. Furious and embarrassed, he roared and charged at Xu Xiangbei like a madman.

Bang!

Xu Xiangbei swiftly twisted his waist, lifted his hip, and delivered a side kick, knocking Ah Jun down. Ah Jun’s leg felt like it had been hit by a truck, instantly losing sensation, and he lay flat on the ground.

Xu Xiangbei stepped on Ah Jun’s chest, slowly pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and then squatted down with a satisfied expression, looking at Ah Jun playfully: "Tell me, which hand do you want me to break?"

"Brother, I... I was just kidding with you, don’t take it to heart."

Ah Jun was scared senseless, pleading pitifully.

He felt Xu Xiangbei’s foot on his chest was as heavy as a thousand pounds, struggling to breathe.

"Ha ha, weren’t you very arrogant just now? Planning to break my arm, and now you’re begging like a pathetic dog?"

Xu Xiangbei shook his head with a cold laugh, backhanded him with a slap, causing Ah Jun’s handsome face to swell up instantly.

"I... I won’t dare anymore, treat me as a fart and let me go."

Ah Jun felt despair.

Being rubbed in the dirt by someone he looked down upon, such humiliation was unforgettable.

"Since you don’t want to choose, I’ll have to break both your arms."

Xu Xiangbei blew smoke into Ah Jun’s face and then grabbed one of his arms, about to snap it.

"No, I... I’m wrong, I’ll kneel and confess, please don’t break my hand!"

Ah Jun cried out, his body shaking like a leaf, resembling a frightened child afraid of getting a shot.

Xu Xiangbei chuckled lightly and shook his head, starting to apply pressure with his hands.

"Left hand, I choose the left hand!"

Ah Jun shouted urgently.

Snap.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiangbei directly broke Ah Jun’s right hand.

"Ah, it hurts like hell..."

Ah Jun screamed like a pig being slaughtered, sweating profusely.

"What!? You want me to break the left hand?"

Xu Xiangbei raised an eyebrow, smiling slyly: "Sorry, I messed up, but rest assured, I’ll fulfill your wish and break your left hand too!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Ah Jun’s left hand.

"You, you..."

Ah Jun widened his eyes in terror, wanting to die at that moment.

What kind of person is this!

He’s a complete psycho!

Snap!

Xu Xiangbei swiftly broke Ah Jun’s left hand, and with a hysterical scream, Ah Jun lay limp on the ground, only able to whimper softly as tears and snot covered his face.

"Hey, don’t cry, as the saying goes, men don’t shed tears lightly. Do you feel wronged because I got it wrong?"

Xu Xiangbei looked down at the miserable Ah Jun, speaking in a sympathetic tone: "Don’t worry, I’ll fix it for you!"

"No, don’t..." Ah Jun started to speak, and with another snap, Xu Xiangbei reset the broken right hand.

Ah Jun convulsed violently, and the next moment, he passed out cold.