Chapter 104: A Few, So What?

Nie Ke’er and Xixi were indeed lucky this time.

Although Xixi hadn’t managed to find Chu Fei to call for help before being forcibly taken into the car by Ken Shimizu and the others, Chu Fei and Jiang Yunqi happened to witness the scene just as they were leaving the KTV.

At that moment, Chu Fei was in a tense situation, reluctant to get involved in such a mess. It was Jiang Yunqi who persuaded him to rescue Nie Ke’er, reminding him that she was his fiancée—if anything happened to her, he would be dishonored.

Realizing the logic, Chu Fei charged toward the car.

Suddenly, the music inside the car grew intense. That was because Chu Fei had successfully connected to the Bluetooth and played a song titled "I'm Here to Beat You Up." It was quite the dramatic touch.

The stirring melody stirred some excitement among the three inexperienced Japanese men inside, but they quickly sensed something was off. Who was this guy, invading their car to play his music as if it were his right? Was this polite?

“Baka...” The man named Morihara was the first to snap out of his shock, but before he could finish his insult, a powerful blow interrupted him.

Like a flash of lightning, Chu Fei delivered an unexpected kick straight to his face!

With a deafening bang, Morihara was thrown from the car door onto the road, his head shattered.

“Don’t always say ‘baka,’ I can say ‘rokuroku’ too. I only know Yamicho and Ikkuikku!” Chu Fei retorted with a scowl.

Tony Oki, who was driving, immediately slammed on the brakes. The car shook violently as Ken Shimizu in the passenger seat threw a punch at Chu Fei’s face.

In the cramped space, Chu Fei grabbed Ken’s hand and snapped it with a crack.

The intense pain made Ken scream, but Chu Fei showed no mercy. With a blank expression, he pressed a palm onto Tony Oki’s head, unleashing spiritual energy.

Ken Shimizu crashed through the windshield and tumbled out, collapsing in front of the car in a sorry state.

Tony Oki quickly jumped out, putting distance between himself and Chu Fei, and immediately checked on Ken’s injuries.

As for Morihara, with his skull bashed in, there was no way he was still alive.

“Ken, do you want to keep going?” Tony Oki asked anxiously.

Ken Shimizu, half his face blown off, shakily stood up. “Oki, I feel like half my head is missing... Ether...!”

Tony Oki thought he could drop the word “like,” but feared saying it outright might scare him to death. So he comforted him, “No matter how hard it falls, I won’t let you die here!”

“Damn it, you’re still alive?” Chu Fei strode out of the car slowly, looking at them with disdain.

“Why did you attack us?” Tony Oki demanded.

Chu Fei had beaten Jiang Longtan earlier, which made it easy for him to kill the injured Jiang Longtan. Logically, he should be hostile to Nie Ke’er and the others, so Tony Oki couldn’t understand why Chu Fei was saving them.

“No special reason,” Chu Fei sneered. “I can put everything else aside.”

“But islanders must die!”

Tony Oki’s Chinese wasn’t great, so he frowned. “What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t understand?” Chu Fei felt a bit troubled. Did they ever consider the feelings of the person they insulted?

Chu Fei tried to avoid dialects to make himself understood, but this was a foreign language. The only foreign language he knew was sign language—because Mandarin was the best. Luckily, he quickly came up with a solution.

“I’m cursing your ancestors, cursing your ancestors’ graves,” Chu Fei said, pulling out his phone and playing simultaneous translation while unleashing his rap skills at full force.

“I curse you from the first generation to the eighth, the first generation is stupid, the second generation is wicked, the third and fourth generations have slanted eyes, the fifth and sixth have no assholes, the seventh and eighth call me grandpa!”

Technical assessment: six single rhymes, five double rhymes, four three-syllable rhymes!

Nie Ke’er and Xixi listened to Chu Fei’s elaborate insults and felt nothing but satisfaction.

Despite their past grudges, they shared a mutual hatred toward the islanders, rooted deep in their bloodline. The atrocities committed by those islanders had left an indelible hatred in every Longxia person’s bones.

After the simultaneous translation, Tony Oki and Ken Shimizu finally understood exactly what Chu Fei had said.

Ken Shimizu was overwhelmed and felt as if he had been verbally slain.

Tony Oki trembled with rage. “You dare insult our great island nation like this? I want you dead!”

His eyes gleamed with fierce light like a raging beast as he lunged at Chu Fei.

When Tony Oki charged, Chu Fei finally extended his hand and struck with the force of thunder, slapping Tony Oki’s face hard.

Tony Oki was sent flying, tracing a long arc through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Chu Fei stood expressionless, looking down at Tony Oki with disdain and coldness, as if he had casually swatted away a pesky fly.

Tony Oki lay on the ground, groaning in pain, clearly half dead.

Nie Ke’er and Xixi stared in astonishment. Tony Oki, who had seemed so formidable to them before, was utterly powerless against Chu Fei.

At that moment, Chu Fei’s figure grew even more towering and mysterious in their eyes.

“He’s so handsome!” Xixi’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

After that slap, Chu Fei’s sharp tongue became part of his charm.

Who could resist a man so ruthless, foul-mouthed, and cold-hearted?

Nie Ke’er admitted that Chu Fei looked incredibly handsome, but for the sake of pride, she refused to agree with Xixi.

She huffed, “No matter how handsome he is, he’s no match for that shadowy gentleman over there!”

“You... dare treat me like this? The samurai won’t let it slide!” Tony Oki growled.

Chu Fei ignored him and turned to Nie Ke’er.

“He beat you so badly—aren’t you going to get some revenge?”

That was why Chu Fei hadn’t finished Tony Oki off with one strike: to give Nie Ke’er the chance to retaliate.

Hearing this, Nie Ke’er ignored her injuries and stomped hard on Tony Oki’s head.

“You son of a bitch! This is Longxia, not your broken island! You dare come here to seize me, kill Chief Jiang and that honest butler? Let me see if I can’t stomp you to death!”

As she kicked, she cursed, “Besides, you don’t even look like a real Japanese. Real Japanese have bowlegs and those little mustaches—they look as dumb as fools!”

“You’re so dark-skinned, if you were Japanese, your mother must’ve been raped by a black monkey!” Chu Fei made a ‘six’ gesture with his hand.

This girl’s insults were even harsher than his own.

Meanwhile, Xixi took the opportunity to ask Chu Fei, “Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?”

“A few. Why?” Chu Fei raised an eyebrow.

Xixi cooed, “You’re so outstanding; I bet you have many admirers, right?”

Chu Fei replied with a tone mixing sarcasm, indifference, and casual dismissal, “You chase your own, don’t worry about them.”