107: Chapter 107: Father and Son Go to Battle 107: Chapter 107: Father and Son Go to Battle Hearing Wang Yan tell them to lick the glass shards clean, Li Zhe was so furious that he burst into laughter.
He swung the glass bottle in his hand and smashed it down towards Wang Yan’s head, shouting, “Thanks for giving me this good idea, in a moment I’ll make you lick it clean.”
The other six men also smashed chairs and other items towards Wang Yan, each laughing, “This guy is a fool.”
“Is he not quite right in the head?”
“What nonsense is he spouting!”
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Along with these words, all the chairs, beer bottles, and other items in the seven men’s hands crashed down in front of Wang Yan.
At this moment, many waiters couldn’t help but close their eyes, as they really couldn’t bear to see Wang Yan being beaten up terribly by the seven men.
Faced with the objects crashing down on his head, Wang Yan kept his head held high without any expression.
Just as the beer bottle and other items reached his head, Wang Yan slowly raised his hands.
Seeing Wang Yan finally react, Li Zhe sneered, bringing the bottle down harder, eager for the bottle to shatter Wang Yan’s hands and then smash his head.
However, at this moment, Li Zhe’s eyes widened in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him.
He saw that although Wang Yan’s hands moved slowly, they suddenly seemed to multiply into dozens, each striking towards the seven hands coming at him.
Li Zhe felt a sharp pain in his wrist, then his body was thrown up into the air by a tremendous force, hitting the ceiling, and then bouncing back to the floor.
As Li Zhe flew out, he heard cries of “Ah!”, “Oh my god!”, “Mama!” and saw the other six men also flying out, hitting the ceiling and bouncing back.
At the same time, the chairs and beer bottles they wielded as weapons flew back, hitting them on their own heads.
As the six of them fell, their heads burst open, blood streaming down their faces.
At this point, Li Zhe also fell to the ground, but as he landed, his posture was extremely awkward; with his hand holding the broken beer bottle below and his body above, he fell with the broken, sharp edge of the bottle aimed right at his eye.
Li Zhe was shocked; if he fell, his eye would surely be punctured by the beer bottle.
Terrified, Li Zhe hurriedly used his hands to grasp the broken beer bottle, tilting his head back to avoid the bottle.
At this moment, he heard a “thud” as Li Zhe hit the ground.
Fortunately, he reacted in time and stopped ten centimeters away from the broken beer bottle.
Li Zhe breathed a long sigh of relief.
But just then, one of his companions fell from mid-air, landing right on top of Li Zhe.
The massive force of the impact caused Li Zhe’s head to fall downwards again, towards the broken beer bottle.
Li Zhe was shocked, quickly arching his back with all his might to lift his head, finally avoiding the broken beer bottle.
At this time, his second, third…
sixth companions all fell from the sky, piling on Li Zhe like a human pyramid.
Li Zhe gritted his teeth, using his last bit of strength to fling the broken beer bottle outwards.
At this time, the six men were pressing down on Li Zhe.
Finally, Li Zhe could no longer support himself, and his head smashed into the ground.
And on that ground were the sharp shards of the beer bottle he had just shattered.
As Li Zhe fell, his mouth immediately hit the glass shards, dozens of pieces of various sizes embedded into his mouth, gums, and lips.
Instantly, Li Zhe’s mouth was like a mush of minced meat, bloody and gory.
Li Zhe screamed in pain, but before his cry ended, he saw a particularly large glass shard pointed directly at his eye.
If he continued to fall, his eye would be mangled into pulp like his mouth by the glass shard.
Li Zhe endured the intense pain in his mouth, pushing his hands against the ground to lift his body.
However, with the ground covered in glass shards, as he exerted force, countless shards pierced into his palms.
Despite the excruciating pain, Li Zhe dared not relax, for the glass shard was getting closer to his eye.
Clenching his teeth, Li Zhe’s hands held on tightly, but the six men on top of him were simply too heavy.
Coupled with the unbearable pain in his mouth and hands, he could hardly hold on as he gradually inched towards the shards of glass beneath him.
At this moment, the six companions on top of Li Zhe also saw that he was in danger and hurriedly tried to roll off him.
However, just then, the chair that Wang Yan had knocked into the air came crashing down, landing squarely on the seven of them.
The chair’s leg perfectly pinned the ones on top, binding the seven together as if they were tied, making escape impossible.
But this left Li Zhe in a dire situation.
All of Li Zhe’s strength was concentrated on supporting his neck, but gradually his face turned a swollen purple, his breathing quickened, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled off his forehead, mixing with the blood at his mouth.
Seeing that Li Zhe was about to lose his hold, if his head dropped, the sharp edge of the beer bottle would surely pierce his eyes.
Li Zhe felt he was at his limit, his whole body’s strength about to be exhausted, as the sharp tip of the beer bottle drew ever closer to his eye.
He wanted to cry for help, but the six men on top of him were so heavy that he couldn’t utter a word.
Li Zhe wanted to beg for mercy, but if he opened his mouth, he’d surely lose the breath in his chest.
It was only a matter of seconds before Li Zhe might lose an eye.
Seeing this, the usually softhearted Beiming Xue couldn’t bear it anymore.
She looked at Wang Yan and softly said, “Brother Wang Yan, that’s enough, spare him this time.”
Wang Yan glanced at Beiming Xue and nodded.
However, he was puzzled; when Li Zhe humiliated Beiming Xue, he unexpectedly couldn’t control his own emotions and anger, resulting in him striking so harshly.
Without thinking too much about it, seeing Beiming Xue’s kindness, Wang Yan immediately lifted his hand and knocked the chair off the seven of them.
He coldly said, “Get lost.
If I see you again, I’ll make you eat those shards of glass.”
As the chair was removed, the seven collapsed like a house of cards, revealing Li Zhe at the bottom.
With the weight lifted, Li Zhe quickly inhaled a great breath, reviving his crushed lungs.
Then he used his hands to push away, rolling outward to distance himself from the glass shards.
By this point, he was already weak, his body going limp as he collapsed to the ground.
His six friends hastily got up and helped the bloodied Li Zhe to his feet, saying nothing as they hurriedly fled the restaurant.
Once Li Zhe and his group fled the restaurant, an angry and incoherent shout from Li Zhe could be heard outside: “Kid, just wait, my father is Li Gang, and he will come to take your life.”
With that, the seven of them piled into two cars and sped away.
Seeing Li Zhe leave, the restaurant staff finally dared to come out from their hiding spots.
One manager-looking person approached Wang Yan’s table and said, “You should leave quickly.
Li Zhe may be gone, but he won’t let this go.
Once his father arrives, you’ll be in big trouble.
His father is not someone to mess with, connected to both the underworld and the authorities; if he stomps his foot, all of Wanghai City will tremble.”
Even while this manager kept rambling, Ouyang Feiting raised her hand and said, “Bring the menu, let’s order.”
This sentence left the manager stunned.
He blankly looked at Ouyang Feiting and said, “Did you hear what I just said?”
Ouyang Feiting replied without much emotion, “Did you hear what I said?
I want to order.”
The manager swallowed and dumbly nodded.
He turned around to fetch a menu and handed it to Ouyang Feiting, still trying to warn them, “I have to remind you, Li Zhe’s father will definitely come, and when he does…”
Ouyang Feiting impatiently waved her hand, dismissing the manager.
The manager shook his head, then reluctantly retreated, but as he left, he kept mumbling, “Now you’re in big trouble, you’re going to be unlucky.”
Because there were no other guests in the restaurant, the dishes for Wang Yan’s group of five were quickly served.
Except for Roy, Wang Yan and the other three acted as if nothing had happened, happily starting their meal.
Seeing the five acting so carefree, the waitstaff couldn’t help but stand there, dumbfounded.
However, the staff thought Wang Yan’s group must be unaware of how formidable Li Gang is; if they had heard of him, they certainly wouldn’t dare stay here.
Li Zhe’s father, Li Gang, was notorious for being fiercely protective and extremely violent.
Given Li Zhe’s serious injuries, Li Gang would never let it slide, and the restaurant would likely suffer in the fallout as well.
Thus, the waitstaff kept silently praying that Wang Yan’s group would finish eating quickly and leave soon.
Just as it seemed Wang Yan’s group were almost done eating and about to leave, easing the staff’s worries, suddenly the sound of approaching cars was heard outside.
Eight or so cars sped to a halt in front of the restaurant, and from them jumped over twenty people, including the seven who were just there with Li Zhe, plus a dozen or so burly adults.
Led by Li Zhe, a middle-aged man charged towards the restaurant, shouting arrogantly, “Who dares to hit my son?
I’ll beat the shit out of them.”
(As per usual, when it goes live tomorrow, Guo Ba will erupt.)