Chapter 1291: Stirring Up Trouble

It seems the group of people who were beaten don't have simple identities; they finished spending money at the club and came to the street stalls for a change of pace, but they didn't expect to stir up trouble here.

"So you're the only one who can call people, right? Who the hell can't call people?" Li Feng was slightly stunned, taking out his phone to call for backup.

"Don't call anyone, Li Feng," Chen Yu stopped him.

He knew clearly that Li Feng's group of underlings were actually club staff. Now that the other party's identity wasn't simple, and it was after work hours, he feared that if this call went out, no one would respond to him.

Chen Yu let go of the man called Wang Ge and said indifferently, "The people here are all just trying to make a living; there's no need to make things difficult for them. If you have any issues, just come at me."

"Heh, after what happened today, no one will be able to set up a stall here anymore. Come at you? Who do you think you are?" The man who had been kicked away by Chen Yu said angrily, "Do you have any idea who I, Wang Ge, am?"

Chen Yu turned his head and stared at him coldly, "You'd better shut up while I'm solving the problem. If your mouth stays dirty, I won't be able to stop myself from slapping you."

"Try slapping me, you motherf—, I..."

The man stepped forward and pointed at Chen Yu, about to make a move, but Chen Yu didn't stand on ceremony with him and swung a heavy slap at him.

*Smack! * This guy was sent flying five or six meters away by Chen Yu's slap, and his body fell to the side with a *thud*.

"Kill him!" Wang Ge was furious. With a wave of his hand, over twenty bodyguards immediately rushed up.

Chen Yu's figure flickered as he surged into the crowd. With every slap he threw, someone fell to the ground. In less than a minute, everyone at the scene had been subdued by him.

Li Feng had originally grabbed a tool and was about to fight, but by the time he found a suitable weapon, Chen Yu had already ended the battle.

Wang Ge was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Chen Yu, unable to speak for a moment.

The fact that the other party could take on so many of his people alone meant it was clearly not a situation he could handle.

"Can we talk now?" Chen Yu walked to Wang Ge's side and asked.

"Talk..." Before Wang Ge could finish his sentence, Chen Yu slapped him, leaving his mouth streaming with blood.

Before the guy could crawl up, Chen Yu kicked him again. With a *thud*, the guy was sent flying several meters away.

He struggled to get up, but Chen Yu grabbed a stool and smashed it onto him. With a *crash*, the stool shattered, and the guy's arm was broken as well.

Chen Yu could have left these people as corpses on the spot with just a glance if he wanted to fight, but he felt it was better not to use Original Power against ordinary people.

"Wait, stop hitting, let's talk this over properly." Wang Ge finally caved, extending a hand to stop Chen Yu, who was about to step forward again.

"I wanted to talk it over properly with you a long time ago, but you wouldn't listen and insisted on making things so ugly. Who can you blame for that?" Chen Yu stared at him.

"Fine, brother, you're tough, I admit defeat today." The guy clutched his dizzy head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This guy really had no temper left. After being beaten by Chen Yu, his drunkenness had worn off, and he was covered in blood with a broken arm.

If he had known it would come to this, he would have talked properly, but now he had taken the beating and admitted defeat.

"You hit my fellow townsman, what do you say we do about it?" Chen Yu pointed at Li Shu.

Li Shu was currently looking terrified and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, I'll just go to the hospital to get bandaged up. Everyone should just keep the peace and make money."

"It's alright, Li Shu. This is my buddy; he'll stand up for you regarding today's events, don't worry," Li Feng comforted him.

"My people are injured too," Wang Ge said, feeling somewhat depressed. Judging by Chen Yu's tone, he was going to have to pay some money.

But the three of them, along with over twenty bodyguards, were all injured now. How was this bill supposed to be settled?

"Yeah, you brought this on yourself," Chen Yu smiled faintly, "How about we continue?"

"Alright, alright, I'll pay, I'll pay." Wang Ge recognized the situation and conceded in time. Gritting his teeth, he struggled to take out ten thousand Origin: "One..."

"Oh, ten thousand, huh?" Chen Yu turned his head and said, "Li Feng, go get ten wine bottles."

"Alright." Li Feng turned and brought over a few crates of alcohol.

Chen Yu took out a bottle of beer and smashed it at him with a fierce swing.

*Crash! * Wang Ge's head was split open instantly. He swayed unsteadily, and fresh blood immediately began to stream down his forehead.

"I'll pay you a million first. Today, I'm going to smash every single wine bottle here on your forehead, how about that?" Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Friend... I, I was wrong, I'm sorry." Wang Ge apologized incessantly; he knew he had run into a ruthless person today.

"Wrong your grandfather! Weren't you acting pretty tough just now? Keep acting tough, you grandson!" Li Feng felt greatly avenged and said through gritted teeth, "You think having money makes you something special, you motherf—?"

"I'm sorry, brother, I was drunk just now. Here is one hundred thousand, let this old brother take it to get bandaged, and here is another fifty thousand as compensation for the young lady's mental distress. I'm sorry," the guy said hurriedly, "Just give me an account number, and I'll transfer the money."

"Regretting it now? It's too late," Chen Yu smiled and said, "If you want this matter to be over, kneel on the ground, apologize, and admit your mistake. Then this matter will be over."

"Friend, there's no need for that, right? This is Wen Ge's place; if you do this, it won't look good for Wen Ge either." The man's expression changed. He accepted the beating and the compensation.

But he couldn't bring himself to kneel and kowtow to an old man who set up a street stall.

"Wen Ge? How about I call him over right now and have him tell you what to do to your face?" Chen Yu sneered.

"You... who are you?" Wang Ge started to panic.

"Is Brother Chen someone you're qualified to ask about?" Li Feng kicked him.

Chen Yu didn't stand on ceremony either; he picked up his phone and called Zhou Wen over.

After hearing about the situation here, Zhou Wen didn't dare to delay and hurriedly brought a group of people over.

"Mr. Chen, I am truly sorry. From now on, I will arrange for people to guard this place and let these merchants work in peace," Wen Ge said, rushing over with his men.

"Wen Ge... who is this person?" Wang Ge, covered in blood, was shocked.

He was a person of status and reputation in Modu, but in front of Wen Ge, he still had to be careful; after all, this famous figure had an extremely strong background and backing.

Moreover, his strength was not something he could contend with right now. But seeing him being so cautious toward Chen Yu made him quite surprised.

"Are you blind? This is Mr. Chen!" Zhou Wen was furious.

He recognized this Xiaowang; he often came to his club to play and was a small business owner with money.

But even if he was a customer, he couldn't provoke Chen Yu. What kind of person was Chen Yu? He was an existence who could take your life in a minute.

"Don't think that just because you have a little dirty money you can do whatever you want. If you don't make Mr. Lin satisfied today, don't even think about leaving this place on your own two feet," Zhou Wen said angrily.