Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Author: Tomorrow Little Fish
Chapter 538: Theyâre All Noobs
"Whatever moves you have, bring it on. Our food will be ready soon, so donât delay our meal."
Xu Keâs words were like a huge slap that struck everyone in the face.
Just imagine, considering the other as your opponent while they treat you as nothing, not everyone can tolerate that.
"Kid, youâre quite arrogant. Iâve seen many like you who are cocky in advance. Just hope you can hold out for a while and donât beg for mercy too soon, or cry too hard."
The red-haired young man finished his sentence and flipped Xu Ke the middle finger.
Without any warning, the two groups started fighting.
The waiter who just returned from taking a call was so frightened by the chaotic scene that his legs went weak, with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.
"Oh, my dear patrons, please donât fight! Our restaurant is open for business, and youâre making it impossible for us to operate! Please, donât fight."
The waiter tried to intervene and separate the two sides, but there were too many people on both sides. The waiter alone couldnât pull them apart and even got caught in the middle, receiving a few punches and kicks before being thrown out.
Watching the roomâs decorations getting trashed beyond recognition, no longer looking like a restaurantâs private room, the waiter couldnât hold back and started to cry.
Inside the room, there were six young men, while Xu Keâs side only had two people, one of whom was Ariel, a woman who appeared cute, sweet, and delicate.
In the eyes of the bystanders, the outcome for these two was a foregone conclusion. The only question was how badly they would lose.
Even the young men didnât take Xu Ke and Ariel seriously.
"Donât hit the woman." Boss, as he rushed forward, was worried that his reckless subordinates would hit Ariel, the beautiful woman, and specially advised them.
Therefore, during the fight, the young men following the Boss consciously or unconsciously avoided Ariel and focused solely on attacking Xu Ke.
Although the young men seemed to have some form, in Xu Keâs eyes, they were nothing but a group of headless chickens sending themselves to get hit.
Xu Ke barely tilted his body to avoid a punch from the red-haired young man. As he dodged the attack, he didnât remain idle.
He delivered a straight punch to the green-haired young man, with his fist landing on the jaw like an iron hammer, dislocating the green-haired young manâs jaw.
The young man, hit in the head, staggered and fell onto the orange-haired young man behind him.
It was at this moment that Ariel, who had been ignored by everyone, seized the chaos to join the fight, her white canvas shoes brutally kicking the red-haired young manâs nose.
With just that one kick, the red-haired young manâs tears came streaming down, along with two streams of red blood from his nostrils.
He stopped in the middle of the battlefield, clutching his crooked nose.
As for Ariel, who delivered the blow, she regretted it in her heart, "What a pity, if Iâd known thereâd be a fight today, Iâd definitely have worn heels."
Ariel was not satisfied with the effect of her kick.
With just a brief encounter, two of them were already down. The remaining four were hesitant, realizing they had hit a rock, but seeing the crowd of diners behind them, they abandoned thoughts of surrender.
Under no circumstances could they embarrass themselves in front of everyone.
Although the four didnât discuss it, they resolved not to back down.
Seeing the four not retreating but advancing, Xu Ke raised an eyebrow. At this moment, he finally took a slight interest in them.
No matter what, the fact that they didnât back down earned them his serious attention.
Xu Ke dropped his earlier contempt and ramped up his ferocity, targeting the most sensitive pain points on the human body, yet ensuring he didnât cause any serious harm.
So, after throwing the waiter out of the chaos, the four faced a new round of torment.
Their bodies were in pain, yet their minds were exceptionally clear, unable to faint, and the sensation was especially thrilling.
At first, they held back from making noise, but after a few more punches from Xu Ke, someone couldnât bear it anymore and started begging for mercy.
"Stop, stop, it hurts like hell, I give up, just let me go," the orange-haired young man cried, clutching his body like a monkey hopping up and down.
The onlookers couldnât help but laugh at his antics.
The laughter made the few still struggling blush with embarrassment, "Xiao Si, shut up and stop begging. Show some backbone, itâs just, ah!"
The purple-haired young man had just started to advise Xiao Si, but was caught off guard when Xu Ke landed another punch. The cry of pain that he had been holding in burst out unexpectedly, like a loudspeaker, echoing loudly.
"Damn it, you bastard, a sneak attack." Seeing the purple-haired young man getting hit, the yellow-haired young man, still nursing his wounds, couldnât help but jump in.
He had already begun getting used to the pain from his broken fingers, gritting his teeth, with a face turned pale, eyes burning with fire rushing towards Xu Ke, holding a fruit knife that came from who knows where.
"You dare mess with my man in front of me, are you crazy?"
The yellow-haired young man tried to post an imposing demeanor, eyes blazing with fury and hatred, akin to a volcano on the brink of eruption.
He was fixated on putting Xu Ke to death, but he forgot about Ariel, who seemed almost invisible beside Xu Ke.
So naturally, before the young man could get close to Xu Ke, the fruit knife in his hand was kicked away by Ariel.
The silver fruit knife hit the cold floor, making a crisp sound, like a refereeâs whistle for a timeout, halting Xu Keâs one-sided onslaught.
Looking at the fruit knife not far from him, Xu Keâs face remained expressionless.
On the contrary, from the young menâs side, the one called Xiao Si looked shocked, tiptoeing over to the yellow-haired young man.
Looking at the silver-glinting fruit knife on the ground, he took a deep breath, "Youâre insane, pulling a knife, what if someone gets killed? You want to go to jail?"
The yellow-haired young manâs breathing was heavy, chest heaving, eyes still blazing with furious flames, showing no signs of extinguishing.
"Whatâs to be afraid of, itâs just killing someone? My family has plenty of money, just need to find someone to take the fall. Give those poor folks money, and theyâll do anything for you, itâs just jail time, as long as the money is enough!"
The young manâs expression turned slightly twisted, his voice low but brimming with suppressed madness.
At this moment, he was like a complete lunatic, his remarks leaving the other young men dumbfounded.
They idolized the gangsters but never thought of actually staining their hands with blood.