Chapter 64

Chen Dasheng's face was as dark as a storm cloud. These two guys were clearly going for the kill, so he had no reason to hold back either.

With a stomp of his foot, he instantly dodged their lethal moves. Chen Dasheng's body trembled, and a series of bone-cracking sounds, like a mountain collapsing and the sea surging, echoed loudly.

The long-faced man's punch missed, and he suddenly lost sight of Chen Dasheng. Before he could react to the bone-cracking sounds that were much stronger than his own, he saw a fist the size of a sandbag coming straight for his chest.

In a panic, the long-faced man hurriedly swung his fist to meet it.

"Bang!"

The fists collided with a loud noise. Under Chen Dasheng's immense strength, all the bones in the long-faced man's right arm shattered without a doubt. The powerful force sent the fist flying back and hit him in the chest.

"Spit!"

Several ribs broke, and the long-faced man spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward and landing on the ground. He twitched a few times but couldn't get up, fainting in a glorious manner. His right arm hung limply, like a noodle.

"Ah, murder!"

The onlookers, seeing the muscular man being knocked out by Chen Dasheng's punch, someone shouted in alarm. Immediately, everyone panicked and fled, many taking out their phones to call the police.

"Expert!"

The other tattooed round-faced man, seeing the long-faced man's miserable state, was shocked. His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Chen Dasheng.

A smile curved on Chen Dasheng's lips, and his fists cracked loudly. He looked at the round-faced man with a mocking expression, "Why aren't you fighting anymore?"

Faced with Chen Dasheng's half-smiling, half-serious expression, the round-faced man's pupils contracted. He asked, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Chen Dasheng laughed coldly and slapped him.

"How can you hit people?"

The round-faced man covered his face, involuntarily stepping back a few steps under Chen Dasheng's pressure. His eyes were filled with fear.

"I hit people?" Chen Dasheng caught up in two steps and slapped him again without a word.

"You, what are you? Have the guts to give your name!" The round-faced man covered the other side of his face, looking at Chen Dasheng with anger, his pain making his speech unclear.

"Want to know my name?" Chen Dasheng lunged forward and slapped him again.

After three slaps, the round-faced man felt his face go numb, but he still didn't beg for mercy. He covered his face with one hand and pointed at Chen Dasheng with the other, "We are from Jiugong Mountain. You dare to hit us? I'm telling you, kid, you're finished."

"Damn!"

Chen Dasheng didn't care about Jiugong Mountain or Jiumu Mountain. Seeing this guy still mouthing off after being hit, he stepped forward, raised his right foot, and delivered a powerful kick to the round-faced man's chest. The round-faced man immediately clutched his chest in pain, unable to speak.

"Warning you, clean up your mouth next time!" Chen Dasheng spat, turning to see Liu Xiaomin standing dumbfounded.

"What are you looking at, let's go!" Chen Dasheng waved his hand in front of Liu Xiaomin and pulled her toward the entrance of Happy Valley.

Fortunately, there were many people around, and Chen Dasheng and Liu Xiaomin quickly blended into the crowd. From the fight to the escape, it took only a few minutes. When a group of security guards in uniform arrived, they only saw the three people lying on the ground and the two women who were scared stiff. The perpetrators had already vanished, leaving only the flow of people.

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Outside Happy Valley.

"Why didn't you learn something good, like getting tattoos? You have no skills and still want to be a thug." As they left the gate, Chen Dasheng was still a bit angry. He had fought before, but it was with ordinary people. Now, he had finally met two martial artists, and they were so weak, it was boring.

"You still talk, why did you hit people at the slightest provocation?" Liu Xiaomin pulled her hand away from Chen Dasheng's grip, slightly angry.

Chen Dasheng laughed indifferently, "Who let him speak rudely to me? Such people need to be taught a lesson. Besides, that guy even dared to have designs on you, and I haven't even made a move yet. When is it his turn?"

Liu Xiaomin rolled her eyes. She wasn't in the mood to joke with Chen Dasheng, "Cao Yin is the eldest son of the Cao family. You beat him up like this; the Cao family won't let you off."

"Cao family?" Chen Dasheng was taken aback, "Are they that powerful?"

Liu Xiaomin looked at Chen Dasheng helplessly, "In our Rongcheng, there are three major forces: our Liu family, the Wu family, and the Cao family. The Cao family moved from Beijing to Rongcheng over twenty years ago. They control one of the two major criminal organizations in Rongcheng, the Wild Wolf Gang, and have a military background. Among the three families, the Cao family is the most powerful. You're asking for trouble by provoking them."

Chen Dasheng shrugged, "If I provoked them, so be it. What can they do? As the saying goes, if others don't offend me, I won't offend them. If they dare to offend me, I'll beat them to the ground."

Despite Liu Xiaomin's warnings, Chen Dasheng wasn't worried. This wasn't just because of Chen Xiaoli's support; he was now a martial artist. No matter what the Cao family was, if they dared to challenge the dignity of a martial artist, they should be prepared to be beaten.

"Don't be so smug!" Liu Xiaomin was furious at Chen Dasheng's indifferent attitude, "The Cao family has connections in Beijing. In the entire Sichuan region, the only family that doesn't buy your sister's account is the Cao family. Don't think that having your sister as a backer makes you invincible."

"Alright, since it's already done, let's not talk about it!" Chen Dasheng leaned on Liu Xiaomin's shoulder, still unconcerned, "Those two guys with Cao Yin, they said they were from Jiugong Mountain. What's that?"

Liu Xiaomin pouted, "I don't know. I don't care about these things. If you want to know, ask Sister Xiaoli."

"Hmm? You don't know?"

Chen Dasheng frowned. Those two were genuine martial artists, so their background must be significant. The Cao family could hire martial artists as bodyguards, which meant they were extraordinary.

Liu Xiaomin said, "I only know that the Cao family has deep connections. Our Liu and Wu families generally don't provoke them."

Chen Dasheng smiled slyly, "That Cao Yin seemed quite infatuated with you. Since their family has such a strong background, why don't you just marry him?"

"Chen Dasheng, I warn you not to talk nonsense!" Liu Xiaomin glared at him, "I, Liu Xiaomin, am not the kind of woman who seeks favor. A playboy like Cao Yin, who only knows how to eat, drink, and play, how could I ever look at him?"

Feeling the intense killing intent in Liu Xiaomin's eyes, Chen Dasheng slapped himself, "Look at my foul mouth. That guy daring to have designs on our Xiaomin is just asking for it."

"Who is 'our'?" Liu Xiaomin rolled her eyes at Chen Dasheng, seemingly remembering something, she asked curiously, "Last night, I heard Haozi say you asked him for a favor?"

"Uh..." Chen Dasheng hesitated.

"What did you ask him to do?" Seeing Chen Dasheng's expression, Liu Xiaomin became even more curious.

"Just a small matter." Chen Dasheng smiled awkwardly, unwilling to reveal the details, but inwardly he cursed Liu Hao.

"Tell me, what was it?" Chen Dasheng's evasiveness made Liu Xiaomin certain it wasn't a good thing. Her expression turned serious.

"Really, it's nothing, just a small matter."

"Hmph, if it's bad, it's hidden; if it's good, it's not hidden. Did you and Haozi do something immoral?"

Liu Xiaomin's brows furrowed deeply. Chen Xiaoli had asked her to keep an eye on Chen Dasheng before leaving for Beijing. Now, Chen Dasheng was hanging out with her spoiled younger brother. How would she explain this to Chen Xiaoli when she returned?

"Ring, ring, ring!"

At that moment, Chen Dasheng's phone rang. He felt a sense of relief and quickly answered it, "I'll take this call."

Liu Xiaomin glared at Chen Dasheng, her face showing impatience.

"Huh?"

Seeing the number, Chen Dasheng's brow furrowed. It was a local number from Rongcheng, but unfamiliar.

"Hello."

With a puzzled look, Chen Dasheng turned away and answered the call. A woman's voice came through, rapid-fire.

Chen Dasheng's face changed, "What did you say? Okay, don't panic, I'm on my way!"

"What happened?"

After Chen Dasheng hung up, Liu Xiaomin, seeing his tense expression, asked curiously.

"Qiao'er called, saying a group of city management officers are trying to smash Sister's Workshop." Chen Dasheng frowned and walked toward the bicycle parking area.

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"What? Someone is trying to smash Sister's Workshop?"

The same voice echoed in several places in Rongcheng, filled with surprise and disbelief.

What kind of place is Sister's Workshop? Who dares to cause trouble there? Who are these people?

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In the Qingma District City Management Bureau.

Director Cheng Jinzhong's office was filled with the sound of ringing phones, almost exploding.

Cheng Jinzhong, sweating profusely, frantically answered the calls. Each call brought a torrent of scolding.

From the district government, the city government, the provincial government, and even the military, many people Cheng Jinzhong usually only looked up to were now actively calling him, all about the same matter.

Listening to the furious scolding from the leaders on the other end, Cheng Jinzhong was terrified, his face pale, "Heaven, what kind of deity have I offended?"