Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 896: Useless Teammate

"Who do you think you are to act so arrogant? Do you even know who’s standing in front of you? How dare you speak to him like that? Boss, teach him some manners," said the man with dreadlocks, squinting his eyes and speaking loudly.

"Boss, teach him a lesson," another man with a small braid echoed, eyes closed, looking thoroughly drunk and disoriented.

At this moment, the man with multicolored hair was already being held up by his two companions over a metaphorical fire, unable to come down.

He felt as if there was a blazing fire beneath him, roasting him until he was almost done, yet he couldn’t find a way out.

"Do you want me to deal with you myself, or will you leave on your own?" Xu Ke asked, looking at the man whose expression had cleared considerably.

The man with multicolored hair wanted to leave too. He had always trusted his instincts, and he feared Xu Ke the most in this room. But the path behind him was completely blocked by his two companions, and their words made it impossible for him to swallow his pride and admit defeat.

So the situation became awkward; he wanted to leave, but couldn’t; wanted to talk tough, but didn’t dare to, looking particularly miserable.

But Xu Ke was losing patience. He advanced a step toward the man with multicolored hair, forcing him to retreat a step, and spoke again, "I’m giving you one last chance. You’d better appreciate it."

"Appreciate, my foot!" Before the man with multicolored hair could respond, the man with dreadlocks behind him was already shouting.

"Don’t act high and mighty here. We give you a bit of respect, and you open a dye house with it? We give you some sunshine, and you shine brightly? Call you fat, and you start gasping for air? Who are you warning here? Who do you think you are?" The man with small dreadlocks opened one of his eyes, looking at Xu Ke.

"When I was making my way in this world, you were still a fetus in your mother’s belly, so why the heck are you acting so tough?" The man with a braid arrogantly stepped forward, shoved aside the man with multicolored hair blocking his path, and reached out to slap Xu Ke’s face but was stopped by Xu Ke.

"Oh, you do have some strength," he struggled a bit but couldn’t break free of Xu Ke’s grip, so he glanced backward to his companions and spoke.

"You’re really ungrateful."

Xu Ke looked at him expressionlessly, and in the next second, the crisp sound of bones breaking echoed through the room. The man’s wrist appeared in a bizarre position against his body; Xu Ke had yanked it so hard that it snapped. But the alcohol numbed his senses, and Xu Ke’s speed made his reaction sluggish. His two companions behind him had their eyes bulging like saucers, still not realizing what had happened.

"Why are you guys widening your eyes so much? They’ll pop out of their sockets soon." He even teased his companions leisurely.

"My hand, the hand," the man with multicolored hair pointed at his wrist, terrified, voice trembling as he spoke.

"What’s wrong with my hand?" The man with the braid was a bit confused, following his gaze to his own hand, which was bent completely backward, with his palm touching his arm in reverse. The scene took him a few seconds to process, and next, a high-pitched scream burst out from his mouth.

"If you don’t shut up, I’ll make you shut up permanently," Xu Ke said impatiently, looking like a tyrant.

But he was already in too much pain to care about what Xu Ke said, his cries not ceasing, even growing louder.

Just as Xu Ke was about to take action, the man with multicolored hair, who had been watching Xu Ke from behind, quickly reached out his hand right before Xu Ke could act. He tightly covered his companion’s mouth, locking all sounds into their own space.

The room fell silent, Brother Qian and his subordinates stopped drinking and watched with smiling eyes at Xu Ke, eager to see his next move.

Meanwhile, the women invited in looked at Xu Ke with terror in their eyes. Although Xu Ke’s handsomeness was beyond dispute, his tendency to break people’s hands so easily made them fear him deeply.

The woman who Xu Ke had rejected earlier was now feeling lucky, standing beside Brother Zhao. She felt as if she had been reborn, tempted to buy a lottery ticket immediately to see if her luck would hold - she felt she was the universe’s chosen one today.

The man with the braid had no way to speak with his mouth covered; meanwhile, the man with multicolored hair noticed Xu Ke’s slightly relaxed expression and felt he was incredibly shrewd to have thought of such a way to spare his friend’s life.

Though he had two hands, it seemed he could only save one life.

The man with small dreadlocks behind him spoke discontentedly, "Boss, why are you covering his mouth? Shouldn’t you go up and beat him? He just broke our brother’s hand, don’t you want revenge?"

The man with multicolored hair saw Xu Ke’s face change in an instant, turning livid. "Did I offend you before, huh?"

The man inexplicably targeted by his own boss scratched his head, bewildered, "No, you’ve been good to me."

"Is this how you repay my kindness?" The man with multicolored hair was amused to the point of anger by his answer, feeling like he was being betrayed by his brother; otherwise, why would he say something so self-destructive?

Not knowing what others were thinking, the previously arrogant man now appeared like a bumbling fool to Xu Ke.

"What did I do wrong?" Looking at his boss’s angry face, the man with dreadlocks was even more confused. Did he say something wrong just now?

"Aren’t you leaving?" Xu Ke looked at the two people about to start a conversation in front of him, raised one eyebrow, and said.

Clearly sensing the impatience in Xu Ke’s tone, the man with multicolored hair held one hand over his brother’s mouth and dragged him with the other, intending to retreat, to leave the room.

But unfortunately, his partner was a total hindrance. He had only taken two steps back before being stopped in his tracks by his teammate.

"Boss, why are you leaving? We haven’t avenged our brother yet, and you’re just going?" The man with dreadlocks held his partner incredulously and said.