Chapter 72: It's Started

  In the summer, a group of people with their sleeves rolled up, revealing tattoos on their chest or shoulders, and with spring knives clipped to their waists - clearly not good company. They only lacked having "I'm a bad guy" embroidered on their faces to identify themselves. Especially after drinking who-knows-how-much, they were shouting loudly, and the smell of alcohol was nauseating.

  No matter who it was, being surrounded by such a group of people on a certain night would not be in a good mood. Chen Chufan was no exception at this time. He frowned and pulled Han Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a white dress, behind him, and asked tentatively: "Brother, just an empty wine bottle, I'll compensate you with a bottle of wine, will that do?"

  Chen Chufan thinks it's childish and boring.

  The reason is simple, whoever has a body that is not afraid of knives, guns, or beatings will not take this kind of street provocation seriously. Although he thinks it's childish, he can't help but speak up because there's also a Han Xiaoxi by his side.

  "Damn your mother's wine!" Things were still developing in a direction that Chen Chufan did not want to see, a thug with a tiger head tattoo on his chest suddenly picked up a bottle of wine and smashed it towards Chen Chufan's head, without giving Chen Chufan the opportunity to continue speaking.

  "Go first!" He dodged the full-force blow, and at the same time pushed Han Xiaohui behind him. Then, with a casual swipe of his hand, he slapped the attacker's face. Chen Chufan was somewhat angry, so he couldn't help but use more strength than necessary. A loud "slap" sound echoed through the air as the wine bottle fell to the ground. The attacker covered their face and retreated, apparently having been hit on the nose, with blood seeping out from between their fingers, looking quite ferocious.

  "Halt!" Chen Chufan shouted after finishing the fight. As it turned out, this shout was quite useful. It really stunned the several thugs who were about to rush up. Taking advantage of the brief moment to catch his breath, Chen Chufan quickly turned his head and took a glance, only to find that Han Xiaohui behind him hadn't left, but was still standing not far behind him with a silly expression, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

  Chen Chufan let out a sigh, shook his head in frustration, and then turned to face the few thugs staring at him with malice. With a hint of hope, he spoke in a conciliatory tone: "Why don't I send my girlfriend off first, and then come back to hang out with you guys?"

  The effect of this sentence is very obvious, but it's opposite to what was expected.

  "Take him down!" one of the older ones in the group, seemingly the leader, shouted loudly. The thugs who had been stunned by Chen Chufan's loud roar earlier all pulled out their blades from their waists and charged at Chen Chufan.

  The commotion here had already startled the entire West Street, attracting the attention of many people. There were also small bosses in the shops who put down their business and came to watch the excitement. But when this group of thugs pulled out the daggers hidden at their waists, it made the onlookers who were used to seeing fights here feel that something was off.

  Although fights often break out on West Street, it's rare for them to escalate to the point of drawing knives. The group surrounding Chen Chufan were clearly a bunch of young thugs, and when they pulled out their blades, the onlookers who had been waiting for a show quickly dispersed, only daring to watch from a distance, afraid of getting caught up in the trouble. In an instant, a large area was cleared.

  The onlookers were afraid to get involved and didn't dare to step forward to help. At least they still had a basic sense of right and wrong, seeing a group of thugs surrounding and attacking a young man who looked like a student, they couldn't help but feel anxious for the young man's safety. Some kind-hearted shop owners even quickly ran back to their stores, picked up the phone, and called the police.

  Chen Chufan gazed coldly at the group of thugs rushing towards him, feeling a sense of unease. Logically speaking, what had happened today was just a small matter and shouldn't have escalated to the point where knives were involved. However, in this tense atmosphere, there was no room for him to think further. Fortunately, the onlookers were all standing at a distance, so even if he got hit once or twice, it probably wouldn't attract much attention.

  It was a slow start, but in reality, it was just an instant. Several daggers almost simultaneously stabbed towards him. Looking at the ferocious expressions of several people, Chen Chu Fan's mind was clear and empty at this moment. He didn't dare to retreat because Han Xiao Hui was still behind him not far away, so he gritted his teeth, slightly twisted his body, avoided two daggers that were truly aimed at his vitals, and didn't care about exposing the secret of his body, instead clenched his fists with both hands and swung them towards the rushing thugs.

  The opponent was ruthless, and Chen Chufan's heart was extremely annoyed at this time. He also made a ruthless move, although he didn't have any weapons in his hand. However, he clenched his iron fist and swung it straight at the weakest part of the oncoming person's nose. Several dull pains came from his body, and he knew he had been stabbed by a dagger. The young man was even more enraged, and his hands added several points of force. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the hooligan who rushed to the front was actually punched in the nose by Chen Chufan, causing blood to spurt out. He dropped the knife in his hand, let out a miserable cry, covered his face, and fell to the ground.

  The spring knife clearly stabbed the young man in front of him, but it was like stabbing into wood, and couldn't penetrate at all. This fact made the several thugs who were attacking extremely surprised, and with Chen Chufan's heavy punch directly knocking down one of his brothers, who was still rolling around on the ground wailing, they were even more shocked out of their drunken frenzy.

  Their minds were clear, but their hands were hesitant. They hesitated, but Chen Chufan did not hesitate at all. At this time, he had already charged into the crowd, grabbed one of them and threw a punch, specifically targeting the nose. Although he didn't dare to use his full strength, the clenched fist that was already much harder than normal people's, hit the person's nose like an iron hammer. Anyone who got punched would have their nose bleeding profusely, see stars, and then fall to the ground with a loud cry, clutching their nose in agony.

  It's not that Chen Chufan has a hobby of punching people in the nose. In fact, he rarely fights normally. He doesn't know where other weaknesses are on the human body, only knowing about the nose. Plus, the nose is located on the face and is very noticeable, so Chen Chufan targets these people's noses, and in an instant, all seven thugs are covering their noses with blood flowing wildly, collapsing to the ground.

  It took a long time to say, but in fact, from the moment both sides came into contact, it only took about two minutes for the outcome to be decided. The scene had even reversed before the distant onlookers could react.

  "Who told you to come?" Chen Chufan asked coldly, staring at the thugs who were stunned and had not made a move.

  Although Chen Chufan didn't think he was extremely intelligent, since he had the ability to remember everything he read, after reading so many unofficial histories and miscellaneous notes, he understood a lot about human relationships. It's clear that this group of people today are intentionally picking a fight, even if Han Xiaohui hadn't kicked over that wine bottle, they would have thought of another way to provoke him.

  Although this idea is only a suspicion and inference for the time being. But it doesn't affect Chen Chufan's clear judgment that the origin of these people must not be so simple.

  The thug thought he could take advantage of the situation, but Chen Chufan's cold and stern voice ignited the last bit of ferocity in him. Without saying a word, he also pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed at Chen Chufan again. With only one person left, it was much easier to handle. Chen Chufan didn't use his fists again, instead directly grabbing the hand holding the dagger that was stabbing towards him. With a forceful twist, the thug leader let out a muffled groan in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground. Chen Chufan then pulled the man's arm back and pressed his neck down onto the table filled with empty plates, covering his face with oil stains, looking utterly disheveled.

  "Why are you looking for trouble? Who told you to do this?" Chen Chufan's tone became even colder. These people really wanted to torment themselves to death. If it were his old self, he would have probably fallen into a pool of blood and waited for death. Chen Chufan thought to himself, becoming even more enraged. He had never offended these people in front of him before, yet they were so ruthless. To say that no one was behind this, Chen Chufan wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

  "Damn you, I just don't like the look of you, want to mess with you, what do you want to do? You dare to kill me?" The thug being pressed under the table, still had a bit of ferocity, and despite being restrained, he shouted angrily.

  Chen Chufan was just about to add some force to his hand, to give this guy a good scare, when he was interrupted by a cry of surprise.

  The exclamation was made by Han Xiaoxi.

  As she watched Chen Chufan about to be stabbed, she had let out a sharp cry. However, at that time the scene was chaotic and Chen Chufan was concentrating on punching someone's nose, so no one noticed the girl's voice. Now that the situation was under control, the girl's voice seemed especially jarring.

  Chen Chufan turned his head to look, and it turned out that the thug who had first smashed a beer bottle on himself had actually endured the pain, got up, and was holding a dagger to the girl who had not left, staring at him with a sinister gaze.

  Chen Chufan was extremely remorseful, it seemed that he had been too lenient after all! Unfortunately, it was now too late to regret it. He could only glare at the thug and say in a low voice: "You're looking for me, let her go!"

  "Let our boss go first!" The thug holding Han Xiaoxi shouted loudly, and at the same time, he tightened his grip on the girl's neck with his knife, leaving a bloody mark on her pale neck.

  His nose was still bleeding profusely, dripping down both sides of his mouth, and with his current hysterical expression, he looked even more ferocious.

  Chen Chufan's mind was racing, but he couldn't think of a good solution. He could only follow the words of that little rascal and release the hand of the thug who had already been subdued, slowly standing up straight.

  “Bang!” With a loud noise, the thug had just been released by Chen Chufan, and he picked up a wine bottle from under the table, hitting Chen Chufan's head with it. The bottle shattered on impact, but Chen Chufan didn't show any reaction at all. He didn't even turn his head, still staring intently at the thug who was holding down Han Xiaohui with a gaze that seemed to be choosing his next victim.

  "You dare to touch her, I'll let you die!" Chen Chufan said slowly and solemnly, his words dripping with malice. Although his language didn't reveal the turmoil brewing inside him, his furious gaze sent a chill down the spine of the young thug. Especially with Chen Chufan's head covered in shattered glass fragments, which reflected tiny glints of light under the lamp's illumination, making him look like a malevolent deity. The young thug's grip on his dagger relaxed involuntarily.

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