CHAPTER 373: CHAPTER 373: INTERCEPT IT

The man was provoked by Xu Ke into a frenzy, and once again charged towards Xu Ke with his fists raised. This time, Xu Ke did not aim his attack at the man’s body but used a sweeping kick to engage in a rather intimate exchange between the sole of his shoe and the man’s cheek.

Throughout the entire process, Xu Ke used nothing but his legs to make contact with the man, and already the man’s face had been beaten into a swollen pig’s head, with the patterns of Xu Ke’s shoe sole imprinted in unique designs on his face.

Xu Ke kicked the man’s once-handsome face into a pig’s head, finally venting out the pent-up frustration in his heart.

The beaten man only felt as if a fog had clouded his vision, unable to see anything clearly, like he was drunk, seeing double of everyone. He was truly a bit unsteady, his steps like a drunkard, yet his consciousness was entirely sober, unable to faint.

Xu Ke looked at the man’s bruised and swollen pig’s head face, then pulled Lin Mengyao, who was waiting for him on the side, towards him, and coldly said to the man, "Next time you go out, remember to watch your mouth and eyes, or the next person might not have as good a temper as I do to spare your life."

Xu Ke wrapped his arm around Lin Mengyao’s shoulder and tried to leave the nightclub, but their path was blocked by two muscular men.

One of the men had yellow hair, and the other had white hair. Both had tattoos and studs on their faces, looking like people not to be trifled with.

"Move aside," Xu Ke said expressionlessly, looking at the hands blocking his way.

"You’ve caused a scene in our place, and you think you can just leave like that? It’s not that easy," the yellow-haired man said, chewing gum and sizing up Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao with satisfied looks in his eyes.

Lin Mengyao frowned unhappily under the man’s scrutiny.

"So what do you want?" Xu Ke slowly pushed Lin Mengyao behind him.

"I see you two look quite good. If you stay and work for our boss, we can pretend like nothing happened. You don’t seem local, and if you obey, our boss will watch over you, ensuring your safety. What do you say?" The white-haired man spoke in a consulting tone, but his tensed muscles and the sinister smile at the corner of his mouth suggested otherwise.

"To be honest, we’ve been keeping an eye on you since you arrived. You two are the most beautiful Orientals I’ve ever seen, and I really don’t want to do anything bad to such faces blessed by the Creator. But if you don’t know what’s good for you, we won’t mind teaching you the rules," the yellow-haired man blew a big bubble.

"What exactly do you want us to do? We’ve lived in luxury back home and don’t know how to do any work except spend money. There’s no benefit for you in keeping us," Lin Mengyao said, holding Xu Ke’s clenched fist and subtly shaking her head.

If possible, she really didn’t want Xu Ke to fight again; after all, no one knew who might get hurt next.

Upon hearing Lin Mengyao’s inquiry, the yellow-haired man laughed.

"You don’t need to do anything, just take care of your faces, and meet guests with a sweet mouth. Our guests are courteous to visitors from the East," the yellow-haired man said with a grin.

"And as long as you obediently work for our boss, you can live a luxurious life without needing any skills and with plenty of money to spend, isn’t that tempting?" the yellow-haired man said in a slightly seductive voice.

"But we can already spend freely without working for anyone and without learning any skills. Why should we become your boss’s subordinates and take orders from him? It’s too much of a loss for us," Lin Mengyao argued seriously.

Lin Mengyao’s words successfully wiped the smile off the yellow-haired man’s face. At the same time, his eyes showed a ferocity similar to a wild dog scrambling for food.

"You’re playing me, it seems you’re the kind of people who just can’t be treated well, whether man or woman, you’re begging for a beating," the yellow-haired man began stretching in front of everyone, warming up.

The people in the nightclub acquainted with the yellow-haired man began retreating, giving him more space.

"From now on, you have thirty seconds to admit your mistake. Once thirty seconds are up, I won’t give you a chance to walk out of this nightclub standing upright, including the lady. I’m not one for chivalry and don’t subscribe to sparing the fairer sex. Anyone who gets in my way will be pinned down," the man spoke arrogantly, yet no one jeered at him. On the contrary, they looked at the frivolous yellow-haired man with admiration.

"You have ten more seconds," the white-haired man raised an arm, looking at the time on his wristwatch, and stated flatly.

"Cut the crap. If you want to fight, I’m game," Xu Ke pushed Lin Mengyao, who was holding onto his hand, to a corner to make sure she wouldn’t be affected.

Xu Ke rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms.

"Enough with the nonsense, just come at me. I still need to take my wife out for dinner," Xu Ke said without a shred of emotion on his face, as mechanical as a robot.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, you know nothing," the yellow-haired man, enraged by Xu Ke’s words, snorted disdainfully as he charged at Xu with his fist.

The posture and attack style seemed similar to the man Xu Ke had just dealt with, so those who didn’t see how Xu Ke fought last time now widened their eyes, afraid to miss anything that could fuel future conversations.

Xu Ke instinctively brought out his leg upon seeing the opponent’s punch.

The yellow-haired man smirked at Xu Ke’s move and changed his attack style abruptly upon seeing Xu Ke’s actions; his punch posture switched to a kick, their legs meeting in mid-air with a thud.

Seeing how the yellow-haired man effortlessly parried his kick, Xu Ke felt invigorated instead of getting angry.

The crowd watched as the two men entirely abandoned upper body attacks, resorting only to kicks, exchanging moves back and forth like a display of Chinese kung fu. The crowd held their jaws agape and eyes wide, fearing they’d miss something exciting if they blinked.

In the end, Xu Ke gained the upper hand, kicking the man in the jaw. If not for the man dodging swiftly, he’d probably need an ambulance to the hospital to get stitches.

"You’re quite good," the man mumbled, holding his jaw.

"I’m retracting my previous opinion of you. If you join us, you’ll get our same status, doing the same work without having to entertain guests," the white-haired man’s eyes now showed appreciation, with no trace of anger over Xu Ke’s beating of his companion, instead filled with admiration and approval.

"I don’t need it; I just want to take my wife home, don’t block the way," Xu Ke said coldly.

The white-haired man didn’t sense any excitement from Xu Ke. Instead, he saw impatience and disgust in Xu Ke’s eyes.

"If you don’t leave now, don’t blame me for becoming ruthless," Xu Ke’s gaze turned cold as he looked at the white-haired man.