Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 964 - 963: Vulnerable to a Single Blow

"Stop talking nonsense. I don’t have the patience to keep talking with you. Just use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. Do you see me taking a step back?" Xu Ke flipped a middle finger at the man, an act full of provocation.

The verbal provocation from earlier hadn’t faded from the man’s mind, and now this new act only added fuel to the fire, making the anger in the man’s chest burn even hotter.

"I don’t want to waste words with you either. People like you who don’t believe the truth until they see the evidence need a good lesson. Do you know why the flowers outside are so red, or why the sun in the sky is so bright?" The man opened his hand and then grasped the iron rod again, his whole demeanor changing, exuding a dangerous aura.

Neither of them shouted "start," yet they moved simultaneously, charging at each other.

Without any agreement or words, it seemed like their minds connected at the same moment, choosing violence to solve the conflict.

Or perhaps, they simply couldn’t stand each other; just seeing the other’s face triggered disgust, inciting an urge to stamp the other’s face into the ground so their own parents wouldn’t recognize them afterward.

The two swiftly clashed, and the two groups standing behind them saw their Boss engage in action and were naturally unwilling to hold back, following suit.

The two sides, which had just managed to halt their conflict, were once again drawn into a new round of fighting, the two combatants quickly entangled with each other.

Attack and counterattack, the glint of steel, and the screams of injured men intertwined, as if watching some international blockbuster.

The fight scattered the few remaining patrons in the casino.

Although this was Xu Ke’s home turf, he came prepared to cause trouble, and in terms of manpower, both sides were fairly evenly matched; before Xu Ke’s arrival, they were evenly matched, with the only difference being Xu Ke’s presence.

Xu Ke’s arrival was like a sharp blade cutting through the darkness. The man hadn’t taken Xu Ke seriously before. This Xue Ke seemed like nothing more than a pretty face, weak and insignificant as if he could knock him down with a few punches.

But it proved he underestimated Xu Ke, whose strength was something he couldn’t contend with.

Though Xu Ke looked frail, it did not mean his strength was weak.

Though Xu Ke appeared skinny, it didn’t mean he lacked the strength of a cooked chicken.

Once the man collided with Xu Ke, the hand holding his iron rod went numb from Xu Ke’s forceful strikes. After a series of blows from Xu Ke, he lost even the strength to grip his rod, helpless against Xu Ke’s relentless attacks.

In mere moments, the once-arrogant man resembled a blood-soaked gourd, his face covered in blood, his features unrecognizable.

Xu Ke’s ferocious style significantly boosted his own side’s morale while rooting the opponent’s men in place; they hadn’t expected Xu Ke to fight so ruthlessly, caring little for his own injuries, focused only on defeating the opponent.

Ensuring the opponent couldn’t get back up, eliminating any chance or strength they had, Xu Ke completely demoralized the group that the man had brought.

After delivering a final punch, Xu Ke straightened his bent back, his handsome face splattered with blood, the white skin showing specks of red, like plum blossoms in the snow.

"Anyone else unconvinced? Anyone still want to trash my place? Whoever wants to challenge me, step up now. Let’s settle this once and for all. I hate trouble, and I don’t want to break things up into many parts when it can be solved in one go. Do you understand what I mean?" Xu Ke said, addressing the men opposite him.

Now, the men opposite Xu Ke exchanged glances.

They joined their Boss to live better lives, not to come and get beaten or used as human punching bags.

Seeing how well Xu Ke fought, they weren’t fools. Why would they rush to get beaten by Xu Ke, knowing they stood no chance?

Nobody spoke up, and nobody stepped forward. Between the two groups lay the unconscious leader who brought them, like a clear boundary, no one dared cross it, afraid of the consequences.

His prostrate form served as a deterrent to his followers, as if to warn them of the fate that awaited any foolhardy enough to challenge him.

Like a warning, the man was the chicken to scare the monkeys, and with him blocking the way, his followers were no longer a threat.

Just as Xu Ke spoke, silence reigned over his opponents, their hearts filled with fear.

"Why is everyone silent? Weren’t you just laughing loudly, even cackling annoyingly, as if possessed by a demon? Now why are you as silent as quails, not saying a word? Speak up," Xu Ke urged, forcing them to respond.

The men brought by the earlier leader instinctively retreated a step when Xu Ke stepped forward, only to realize how it made them look, awkwardly halting their retreat.

"Don’t come closer. Don’t think we’re scared of you. Haven’t you heard the phrase that two fists can’t fight against four hands? Push us too far, and we won’t let you off easily."

Their previous leader lay on the ground, and a new leader stepped forward, trying to steady his trembling body, staring Xu Ke in the eyes as he declared loudly.

"No good ending? Like your Boss here?" Xu Ke prodded the unconscious man on the ground with his foot and sneered sarcastically at the man trying to maintain his facade across from him.

The pretense of bravado was deflated by Xu Ke’s words, like a balloon losing air, the man deflated.

Xu Ke found their fear entirely uninteresting.

"Is that all you’re capable of? I just said a couple of words, and you’re already this scared? Weren’t you aiming to be the Boss? How can a Boss be so timid?" Xu Ke challenged.

"Stop talking nonsense; I never said I wanted to be the Boss. I only have one Boss, and that’s him." The man pointed at the unconscious man lying on the ground.

"Your words sound loyal, but your eyes tell me otherwise."

"What’s wrong with my eyes? They naturally look like this. Stop slandering me or trying to sow discord. I’m telling you, it won’t work. No one will believe you," he said loudly, trying to bolster his courage.

As if this was the only way to gain confidence.