Chapter 105: The Arrogant Zhang Shouhang

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Chen Che dodged sideways at high speed and retreated, while Peng Hui pursued him relentlessly. In the blink of an eye, the two had put distance between themselves and the crowd.

Chen Che's figure paused; he stopped dodging and instead stared fixedly at Peng Hui, waiting for him to catch up.

Seeing Chen Che's stance ready for battle, Peng Hui gave a ferocious grin, his figure flashed once more, and his speed accelerated abruptly as he arrived before Chen Che.

Everyone in the bar stared at the two without blinking, holding their breath for fear of missing the most spectacular moment. Those Zhang Family subordinates were especially keyed up, waiting to cheer and celebrate the moment Chen Che was beaten to the ground by Peng Hui!

Cheng Kexiang and Qian Rongrong looked worried; even though both Chen Che and Li Qingyan had indicated that dealing with Peng Hui would be easy, while they held onto a glimmer of hope, they still couldn't help but worry!

At this moment, they were staring with wide eyes, watching the imminent contact between the two with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

Cheng Kexin was the only one not looking at Chen Che and Peng Hui; she gritted her teeth and kept a vigilant watch on Zhang Shouhang.

In fact, given her current Seventh Grade strength, snatching Zhang Shouhang's handgun would be easy, but because her heart was tethered to Chen Che, her focus remained scattered, and she had to protect Cheng Kexiang and Qian Rongrong.

Being distracted by multiple concerns meant she dared not make a move against Zhang Shouhang easily, fearing that if she lost focus for even a second, Zhang Shouhang would open fire.

"Go to hell!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Peng Hui finally unleashed a punch containing his full strength.

The iron fist brought a gust of wind, the force rushing toward his face, yet Chen Che didn't even blink, easily tilting his head to dodge it.

The fist grazed past his cheek; Peng Hui was slightly startled and quickly changed his move, bending his right knee to strike at Chen Che's chest.

Chen Che shifted his feet slightly, then slapped his palm onto Peng Hui's knee, effortlessly neutralizing the force.

Peng Hui was shocked again; these two attacks of his had used his full ten-tenths of strength, and even against someone in the same realm, it should have been impossible to dodge and counter so easily.

Peng Hui realized something, his heart trembled, and he prepared to retreat to create distance.

However, Chen Che did not give him the chance!

"Want to run now? Too late!"

Chen Che retreated half a step, pushed off the ground, twisted his waist, and threw a punch!

The movement was fluid and completed in one go; there was no technique to it, just a simple, direct punch.

Yet, Peng Hui felt a chill run down his spine instantly; he could clearly sense the violent power contained within that incoming fist!

Peng Hui quickly crossed his arms to protect his chest, but unfortunately, his movement was a step too slow.

By the time his arms completed their defense, Chen Che's fist had already struck his chest.

Hm?

Peng Hui froze, and everyone in the bar froze as well!

Because the state of the two of them at this moment was very strange!

Peng Hui stood with his arms crossed, and Chen Che's fist had hit Peng Hui's chest, but nothing else happened.

Chen Che's seemingly magnificent punch had no power when it struck Peng Hui, and his fist was merely pressed against Peng Hui's chest.

"Kid, are you playing house with me?"

Peng Hui sneered, mocking him.

Chen Che shook his head and said, "Don't be impatient, let the bullet fly for a while..."

"Heh, I..."

Before Peng Hui could finish his sentence, his expression changed abruptly; a surging, massive wave of True Qi erupted from Chen Che's fist, passing straight through his chest!

"Pfft—"

"Boom!"

Peng Hui spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, hit the wall, and then fell back to the ground.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Those Zhang Family lackeys who had been preparing to cheer and celebrate after Chen Che's defeat were all dumbfounded!

In their expectations, the one who should have been lying on the ground spitting blood was Chen Che, so how did it become Peng Hui?!

This was too surreal!

The smile on Zhang Shouhang's face froze; he stood rooted to the spot, staring at Chen Che with a face full of disbelief!

Peng Hui was Ninth Grade, a recognized expert in the Shanghai martial arts circle, and furthermore, the Zhang Family's top combat force.

But now, Peng Hui had actually been sent flying by a single punch from Chen Che, and he looked severely injured to boot!

Qiao Ming fell onto his backside on the floor; he hadn't expected Chen Che to be this powerful. Recalling how he had been barking arrogantly at Chen Che earlier, the fear in his heart now crawled over his entire body like vines.

He only wanted to find a place to hide now, hoping not to be discovered so as to avoid Chen Che settling scores later!

Cheng Kexiang and Qian Rongrong, who had been full of worry, were also stunned; they were once again shocked by Chen Che's strength, and the worry in their hearts dissipated, turning into joy.

Seeing this scene from the corner of her eye, Cheng Kexin also breathed a sigh of relief; she no longer had to worry about Chen Che getting into trouble and could focus on guarding against Zhang Shouhang!

Li Qingyan bit on her straw, looking at Chen Che with a face full of shock, her bright eyes shining with an unusual luster!

She thought that move Chen Che just made was so cool, and she muttered softly, "He really showed off there!"

"Wah—"

Blood surged up from his chest, uncontrollably gushing out mouthful after mouthful.

Peng Hui vomited incessantly, looking at Chen Che with a face full of horror, "Impossible... External projection of True Qi, this is a method only available above Ninth Grade! You are in the True Person Realm! This is impossible... absolutely impossible!"

Stunned to hear Peng Hui's words, everyone was taken aback once again!

The True Person Realm was a realm that could only be reached after breaking through the Ninth Grade!

Peng Hui had practiced for thirty years and had never been able to cross that threshold; Chen Che was only in his twenties and already possessed such strength—how could this not shock him!

"He... isn't he Eighth Grade? How is he a True Person now?"

"Defeating the Ninth Grade Mr. Peng with one punch, an Eighth Grade absolutely couldn't do that!"

"But how is this possible?! How old is he! Many Martial Artists can't cross that threshold from Ninth Grade to True Person in their whole lives; even if he is gifted, this is too heaven-defying!"

The onlookers discussed it in a flurry, all of them shocked!

A few minutes ago, they all thought Chen Che's words—"A mere Ninth Grade, I'll blow it up with one punch"—were too arrogant and ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, but now that the facts were before them, they finally believed it!

Chen Che was very arrogant, but he truly had the strength to be arrogant!

Zhang Shouhang was dumbfounded once again; the strongest combat power the Zhang Family prided themselves on had been blown up by Chen Che with a single punch, and the shock it brought him was imaginable.

Chen Che's icy gaze swept over, and Zhang Shouhang shuddered, subconsciously turning the muzzle of his gun to aim at Chen Che.

However, a second before he pulled the trigger, Cheng Kexin appeared before him, snatched the pistol away, and delivered a knee strike, slamming it hard into Zhang Shouhang's lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

"Wah~"

Clutching his stomach, Zhang Shouhang arched his body like a shrimp and let out a "wah" as he vomited sour fluid all over the ground.

"Cheng Kexin, you dare hit me?! Do you believe I'll strip you of your position in the Justice Department!?"

Zhang Shouhang clutched his stomach and threatened angrily.

"Privately possessing a True Qi Weapon, do you believe I can arrest you right now!?"

Cheng Kexin pressed the pistol firmly against Zhang Shouhang's head and retorted tit-for-tat.

The situation reversed; the onlookers all covered their heads and squatted down, and those lackeys of Zhang Shouhang no longer voiced their support, hanging their heads as low as they could.

"Cheng Kexin, you better think clearly, how do you plan to end this today?!"

Even at this moment, Zhang Shouhang remained full of disdain and arrogance, relying on his status as a young master of the Zhang Family.

"You are not allowed to mention the engagement with my sister ever again, and furthermore, you are not allowed to cause trouble for the Cheng Family and the Qian Family!"

Cheng Kexiang spoke up.

"Hehe..."

Zhang Shouhang sneered contemptuously and said: "I've already said it, I will not call off the engagement. Moreover, even without the engagement, I won't let you off; I'm going to lock you all in my basement!"

"Clang!"

Cheng Kexin smashed Zhang Shouhang down with the butt of the gun and said angrily: "Zhang Shouhang, do you really think I don't dare to arrest you?!"

"You really don't dare, otherwise, just try it!"

Zhang Shouhang stood up, proactively pressed his head against the muzzle, and provoked: "Arresting me is so boring; if you have the guts, pull the trigger and kill me!"

"You..."

Cheng Kexin was furious, but she really had no way to act.

In Shanghai, the status of a young master of the Zhang Family was too dazzling and carried too much weight; a single True Qi Weapon was simply not enough to do anything to him.

"What? Don't dare?"

Zhang Shouhang sneered: "I gave you a chance and you couldn't use it; if you don't dare to pull the trigger, what are you barking for?!"

"Cheng Kexin, are you afraid or just don't know how? If you don't know how, I'll teach you; I use the gun I have down there quite often, I guarantee one shot will make you feel so good you'll die!"

Zhang Shouhang raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes into slits, and wore a mocking smile at the corners of his mouth; after finishing, he deliberately made a thrusting motion toward Cheng Kexin.

Cheng Kexin was so angry her face turned white, and the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, but in the end, she still considered Zhang Shouhang's status and did not make a move.

It wasn't just Cheng Kexin; Cheng Kexiang and Qian Rongrong also had ashen faces, all of them glaring at Zhang Shouhang with venomous eyes.

Li Qingyan could no longer endure it either and was about to grab a wine bottle and rush up to give this bastard a hit.

However, at this moment, Chen Che walked over, snatched the pistol from Cheng Kexin's hand, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang!"