Chapter 41: The Belly-Black Qian Xiuxiu

Ma Menghan ground her heel down with force, causing Yu Long to howl in pain until he finally could not bear it any longer and fainted.

Chen Che released Fu Yanyan, crouched down to flip over Xu Baifeng, who was sprawled on the floor, and splashed a glass of red wine from the table all over his face.

Splash!

The alcohol seeped into his wounds, and the pain instantly jolted Xu Baifeng awake, causing him to jump straight up.

"Chen Che, it's you! What are you trying to do?!"

Xu Baifeng clutched his forehead, looking at Chen Che with a face full of fury and panic.

"Xu Baifeng, Uncle Fu is an elder who watched us grow up, and Yanyan is our sister in every way but blood. You actually treated them like this—has your conscience been eaten by dogs?!"

Chen Che glared at Xu Baifeng and demanded.

Xu Baifeng guessed that the matter had been exposed; since things had reached this point, there was no need for him to keep pretending.

Xu Baifeng gave a disdainful laugh, his eyes filled with contempt: "Elder? Sister? What kind of joke are you making!"

"Fu Lang and my dad haven't gotten along for a day or two! Besides, she has looked down on me since she was a child! We grew up together, so why is it that you are the one who gets liked?!"

"I just want him to never be able to recover for all eternity, and I just want his most beloved daughter to beg for mercy and cry under me!"

Chen Che swung his arm in a full arc and slapped him again.

Slap!

Xu Baifeng collapsed to the floor, his mouth so swollen that it could no longer hold back the blood and saliva inside.

"Very well, since that's the case, there's no need for me to talk to you about the bonds of childhood anymore!"

Chen Che gripped the back of Xu Baifeng's neck and pressed him to the floor.

"Chen Che, if you dare to touch me, my dad won't let you off! My family also keeps some Martial Artists; don't think that just because you are a Martial Artist, you can disregard me!"

Xu Baifeng had not yet realized the severity of the situation and continued to clamor: "I am no longer the tag-along who followed behind your butt when we were kids; I am now the crown prince of Jinhai! You are just a stray dog!"

"After I finish dealing with you, I will also go find your dad to settle accounts. As for Jinhai Group, it has always belonged to my Chen Family; who it is given to depends on whether I am happy!"

Chen Che used his other hand to take out three Silver Needles, piercing the needle tips into the spot three inches below where Xu Baifeng's cervical spine connected to his spinal column.

"Stop!"

Qian Xiuxiu, who had been stunned by the beating and had just regained her senses, spoke up to stop him.

"I am the second young lady of the Qian Family, Qian Xiuxiu. Xu Baifeng is my fiancé and the prospective son-in-law of the Qian Family! If you dare to hurt him, I, Qian Xiuxiu, swear that I will absolutely not let you off!"

Qian Xiuxiu spoke with great imposing force, but her body did not make a single move.

Her face still burned with pain, and her fair, tender cheek was swollen as if she had an egg in her mouth.

She had heard Xu Baifeng say that Chen Che was a Martial Artist, so she did not dare to stop him rashly and could only bring up the Qian Family to suppress him with power.

Hearing Qian Xiuxiu say this, both Fu Yanyan and Ma Menghan were taken aback.

Fu Yanyan tugged at the corner of Chen Che's shirt and said, "Brother Chen Che, let it go, I'm fine anyway."

Ma Menghan also leaned in and whispered a reminder: "The Qian Family's strength in Shanghai is even greater than the Cheng Family's; one could say it is second only to the Zhang Family."

"You slapped Qian Xiuxiu, and if you hurt Xu Baifeng further, it will be very troublesome if that eldest young lady decides to pursue the matter!"

Hearing this, Xu Baifeng also grinned hideously: "I am the Qian Family's son-in-law. You dared to hit me, and you even dared to hit my wife, a member of the Qian Family! The Qian Family will not let you off, nor will they let off Fu Lang's family! If you let me go now and kneel to beg for my mercy, I can consider our past ties and only break one of your legs!"

"Oh."

Chen Che responded casually, exerting force with three fingers, and the three Ghost Gate Needles pierced into Xu Baifeng's body, the tips poking exactly into his spine.

"Ah!!!"

Xu Baifeng let out a shrill, miserable scream and said in terror: "What did you do to me?! Chen Che, I won't let you off!"

"Rest assured, I won't take your life. But you made Uncle Fu's family suffer so miserably, and you kept Gao Ayi bedridden for so long. It is necessary for you to also experience that feeling."

Chen Che's voice sounded as if it came from hell; it was so calm, yet it made Xu Baifeng's heart and mind tremble violently.

"These three needles will destroy your spine, causing you to be paralyzed from head to toe. You can spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

As his voice fell, Chen Che raised two fingers and channeled his True Qi.

The True Qi within the Ghost Gate Needles gathered at the tips, violently and brutally causing minute but irreversible damage to Xu Baifeng's spine, rendering it completely useless.

"Ah!!"

Xu Baifeng sensed the changes in his body; the needle-like vibrations filled him with extreme horror.

He was truly afraid, afraid to death! Chen Che was a Martial Artist, so he did not doubt for a second that Chen Che could cripple him.

Even if the Qian Family could avenge him later, his life was already over!

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Chen Che, let me go! I will apologize to Fu Lang's family and do my best to compensate them. I will also make my dad return Jinhai Group to you, I beg you to let me go! I don't want to be a cripple!"

Xu Baifeng was covered in tears and snot, looking extremely wretched. Seeing that Chen Che remained unmoved, he began to play the emotional card again, "I beg you, for the sake of us growing up together, let me go! Chen Che, I will be your tag-along again, serving you hand and foot without a single complaint, I beg you!"

Chen Che ignored Xu Baifeng's pleas for mercy; people like Xu Baifeng would never repent and must pay the price!

"Xiuxiu, save me! Save me—" At the end, Xu Baifeng let out a miserable shriek and fainted.

With his pleas for mercy fruitless, Xu Baifeng pinned his hopes on Qian Xiuxiu.

Qian Xiuxiu recovered from her shock; she had not expected that even after she had issued a threat, Chen Che would still take action against Xu Baifeng!

This was not just disregarding her, it was slapping the Qian Family in the face!

"Xu Baifeng is my fiancé, after all. By doing this, aren't you looking down on the Qian Family too much?!"

Qian Xiuxiu glared at Chen Che, her eyes occasionally darting toward Xu Baifeng, feeling a hidden worry in her heart.

Xu Baifeng was her fiancé; if he were truly paralyzed, her happiness for the rest of her life would be gone!

"Is the Qian Family so remarkable?"

Chen Che turned his head to look at Qian Xiuxiu and said nonchalantly: "Or is it that Miss Qian's face doesn't hurt anymore?"

Qian Xiuxiu's body shuddered; she subconsciously took a step back, covered her swollen left cheek, and stared at Chen Che with a face full of terror.

"You slapped my sister, so I returned the favor; we are even now."

Chen Che pulled out the Ghost Gate Needles, stood up to face Qian Xiuxiu, and said: "Miss Qian, Xu Baifeng is not worth you dragging the Qian Family down for his sake. You should cancel the engagement. That would be better for both you and the Qian Family."

"However, I must trouble you to send Xu Baifeng back first, and also help me pass a message to Xu Songbai; tell him that I will go to Jinhai Group tomorrow, and have him prepare all the matters in advance to return the company to me."

"Otherwise, his fate will be no better than Xu Baifeng's," Chen Che said, his voice turning cold.

Qian Xiuxiu shuddered and nodded, saying, "Alright, I understand."

"I will dissolve my engagement with Xu Baifeng, and I will not pursue today's matter any further."

Qian Xiuxiu bowed deeply to Fu Yanyan again: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laid a hand on you; please forgive me."

"It's fine, it's fine," Fu Yanyan said immediately, "You are also a victim; it is all Xu Baifeng's fault."

"It is truly wonderful that you can forgive me!" Qian Xiuxiu nodded and bowed, her smile fawning.

That is what she said, but what Qian Xiuxiu was thinking in her heart was different.

Good for me and the Qian Family? Who do you think you are? The man I, Qian Xiuxiu, have set my sights on, no one else is allowed to touch besides me!

This young lady knows better than to suffer an immediate loss, but regardless of what grudges or enmity you have, you hit me and paralyzed my man; I will definitely not let you off!

So what if you are a Martial Artist? Have I not seen enough Martial Artists since I was little? Which one of them doesn't treat me with the utmost respect when they see me!

Not only will I cripple your cultivation, I will also make you kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes to deeply reflect on everything you have done!

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