Chapter 31: I Am Invincible—Do As You Wish!

Guan Ya closed her eyes, resigned to her fate.

She knew no one would come to her rescue. Not even Chu Fei would risk offending the Huang family for her sake—their power was simply too immense.

Yet, at this critical moment, someone stepped forward and seized Huang Guojie’s descending hand.

Guan Ya opened her eyes and saw Chu Fei standing protectively in front of her.

“If you touch her, I’ll cut off your hand!” Chu Fei lost his usual careless demeanor, his face now filled with murderous intent as he stared at Huang Guojie.

Meeting Chu Fei’s gaze, Huang Guojie felt a flicker of panic. But he quickly remembered his status as the eldest son of the Huang family—why should he be afraid of this nobody?

“You filthy dog, how dare you threaten me? Are you tired of living?” Huang Guojie glared angrily at Chu Fei. “Believe it or not, with a single word from me, you’ll die right here!”

“I don’t believe it,” Chu Fei replied calmly.

Huang Guojie frowned. “Hmm?”

Bang!

Chu Fei slapped Huang Guojie’s shoulder with a powerful strike, forcing him to his knees. The floor cracked beneath him.

Huang Guojie felt as if his kneecaps had shattered, pain contorting his face as he looked up at Chu Fei in astonishment and rage.

Chu Fei’s expression remained cold. “Go on, say ‘hmm’ again—I want to hear it.”

Huang Guojie had never been treated like this before. At this moment, he felt the terror of death, as though Chu Fei might crush his skull at any second.

Desperate, he shouted, “Master Tan, why are you just standing there? Help me kill this brat!”

The mention of Master Tan’s name changed Guan Ya’s expression. Others might not know, but as a member of the Guan family, she was well aware of who Master Tan was—one of Longcheng’s most renowned experts and Huang Guojie’s personal bodyguard.

“Chu Fei, you have to run! You’re no match for Tan Yingyao!” Guan Ya cried out to Chu Fei.

But in the next instant, an elderly man appeared, launching a punch at Chu Fei. “Mountain-Splitting Fist!”

Tan Yingyao used his full strength, confident that one blow would send Chu Fei to the afterlife.

But Chu Fei caught his fist and, in a swift motion, kicked Tan Yingyao in the face.

The so-called master was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing into the bar’s wall so deep he couldn’t be pried out.

“If you’re going to use your ultimate move, just do it—why shout so loud?” Chu Fei glanced at Tan Yingyao disdainfully.

Had he not cared about sparing Guan Ya and Jiang Yunqi from unpleasant memories, these two would already be playing cards with the King of Hell.

Hearing Chu Fei’s words, Tan Yingyao stared wide-eyed, trying to speak. But as he opened his mouth, all his yellowed teeth fell out. He hurriedly covered his mouth and pretended to be dead, collapsing to the ground.

Chu Fei ignored him, turning to Guan Ya. “What were you saying just now?”

Guan Ya’s face was filled with disbelief. “It’s nothing…”

Jiang Yunqi and Luo Man exchanged glances, inwardly screaming: “Ahhh! He’s so handsome!”

Brother Long and the others were completely stunned. With Chu Fei’s skills, their only fate would be as cannon fodder.

Especially Huang Guojie, who now felt as if he were dreaming.

The invincible Tan Yingyao had been defeated by Chu Fei in a single move. He hadn’t even managed a second line.

“Let me give you some advice,” Chu Fei squatted before Huang Guojie, grabbing a box of empty beer bottles and smashing them one after another on his head.

“Life is always full of surprises. For example, you might think I’d offer you some advice.”

“But actually, I just want to talk while beating you—it makes me look so cool!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When the box of bottles was empty, Huang Guojie passed out.

Facing the gazes of everyone present, Chu Fei shrugged helplessly. Another day of being the center of attention.

Ah, this damned irresistible charm of mine!

He clapped his hands and strolled leisurely toward Jiang Yangrong and his companions.

“Chu Fei, did you come to save me?” Jiang Yangrong looked at Chu Fei, deeply moved, thinking how generous this man was.

But Chu Fei merely rummaged through his pocket and fished out a box of condoms, then whispered devilishly, “Tonight, I’ll use what you bought, so you can feel at least a bit involved.”

“Huh?”

Before Jiang Yangrong could recover, Chu Fei rose and shouted to the still-shaken Brother Long, “Keep going! I didn’t call for a break—keep the music and the dance going!”

“Oh, understood!” Brother Long dared not defy Chu Fei, grabbing his baseball bat and giving Jiang Yangrong and his friends a few whacks.

Chu Fei ignored the screams behind him and left the bar with Jiang Yunqi and the three women.

—A real man never looks back at explosions!

Outside the bar, Guan Ya couldn’t help but say, “You hit Huang Guojie—the Huang family won’t let you off.”

“That’s easy. I’ll just wipe out the Huang family,” Chu Fei replied nonchalantly.

If a problem can’t be solved, then solve the ones who cause the problem.

It’s violent, but satisfying.

Guan Ya sighed helplessly. “The Huang family is one of Longcheng’s biggest clans—even our Guan family can’t afford to offend them. How will you fight them?”

“Strength. With absolute strength, no one can resist. If they do, it just means you’re too weak,” Chu Fei said calmly.

“Why are you so confident?”

“Because I possess overwhelming power.”

In summary: I’m invincible—do as you please.

Guan Ya wanted to say more, but Jiang Yunqi interrupted, “Alright, Guan Guan, no matter what, Chu Fei helped you out. Shouldn’t you say thank you?”

Is this cleaning up after her? It’s more like smearing dirt!

Though she thought so, Guan Ya knew that without Chu Fei tonight, she’d have been taken away by Huang Guojie—with consequences she dared not imagine.

Thinking of this, Guan Ya sincerely said to Chu Fei, “Thank you, Chu Fei!”

Just then, Chu Fei’s face suddenly turned pale.

“Chu Fei, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” Guan Ya asked anxiously.

Chu Fei staggered, leaning against Jiang Yunqi’s chest. “Yes, I used all my strength in that punch—I’m feeling weak.”

“What should we do?” Jiang Yunqi asked, worried.

Chu Fei replied seriously, “No problem. Just find a place to sit (or sleep) till dawn.”

“Should we take you home?” Guan Ya asked.

Chu Fei shook his head. “I’m an orphan—I have no home. Is there anywhere to rest? Preferably with air conditioning?”

Jiang Yunqi looked around.

As luck would have it, there was a couple’s hotel right next to the bar!

She suggested, “Why not get a room so you can rest?”

“That’s the only option,” Chu Fei feigned helplessness.

When it came time to book the room, he planned to slip the receptionist a little cash—ensuring there’d only be one room left. Truly cunning!

Guan Ya didn’t object, thinking Chu Fei was hurt because of her. “I’ll go too.”

Only Luo Man remained clear-headed. “I feel like this is all part of his scheme…”

Hearing that, Chu Fei began to cough violently.

Guan Ya protested, “He’s an orphan—how can you say that?”

“Yeah, too much. He’s so weak now, what could he possibly do to us?” Jiang Yunqi said coldly. “Don’t judge a gentleman by a petty heart.”

Luo Man could only think—well-meant advice is wasted on those determined to act recklessly!

As for Chu Fei, the corners of his mouth secretly curled upward.

But before the women could help Chu Fei to the hotel, a Maybach pulled up in front of them, blocking their path.