The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 11 Hegemon King’s Pagoda

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When Xia Rou saw Yan Xiaobao throwing another punch without saying a word, she quickly pulled two hundred bucks out of her pocket, tossed it on the table, grabbed him, and tried to leave. Zheng Xiaoyu and Chen Long had no choice but to painfully abandon the spicy crawfish they were just about to eat and hurriedly followed.

"You bastard! Attacking me by surprise and now trying to leave?" Lobster Liu, humiliated in front of everyone, burned with rage. He shouted, "Brothers, grab the weapons!"

The cooks, helpers, and servers at Lobster Liu's shop were all his cronies. They immediately grabbed kitchen knives, spatulas, and tongs and surged forward, surrounding Yan Xiaobao and his group.

The surrounding crowd saw the situation escalating and became even more eager to watch the drama. For onlookers with no skin in the game, the bigger the scene, the more entertaining it got.

Surrounded by seven or eight ferocious thugs wielding various "weapons," Xia Rou, Zheng Xiaoyu, and Chen Long turned pale with fright. They had never experienced anything like this in their lives.

Zheng Xiaoyu's voice trembled as she said, "S-Sister Xia Rou, should we... call the police?"

"Do you think they'll give us a chance to call the police?" Xia Rou forced a bitter smile and tugged on Yan Xiaobao's sleeve, whispering to him, "Don't act impulsively. I'll just pay them off to calm things down."

But Yan Xiaobao laughed—laughed as if he were genuinely amused. He shouted at the gang of thugs, "What's wrong? Did you see that fat pig rolling on the ground and think it looks fun? Want to give it a try yourselves?"

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Hearing this, Xia Rou and the others instantly felt a collective black line drop across their foreheads... This guy wasn't satisfied with how big the scene already was? He had to go pour gasoline on the fire? What a troublemaker!

The thugs raised their makeshift "weapons" and started cursing:

"Get lost, you idiot! Don't you know whose turf this is? Coming here to make trouble—are you blind?"

"Screw you! You're already at death's door yet acting all cocky. I'll personally teach you the meaning of the word 'death'!"

"Quit yakking with this punk, everyone. Let's beat him up!"

"Hold it!" Lobster Liu, holding his beer belly with both hands, swaggered forward. His greedy eyes roamed over Xia Rou's curvy figure as he let out a lewd chuckle. "Hey there, gorgeous. I, Lobster Liu, am a reasonable man; I don't enjoy unnecessary fights. How do you think we should handle this?"

Xia Rou, although extremely nervous and terrified, mustered up her courage and replied, "It's our fault that my friend kicked you. I apologize on his behalf... and we're willing to compensate you for your medical fees. Is that okay?"

That earlier kick from Yan Xiaobao hadn't even been hard, and Lobster Liu wasn't actually injured. But Xia Rou knew they were in the wrong for initiating the fight and braced herself for extortion.

"I have to admit, I like your attitude. Makes it hard for me to hold a grudge," Lobster Liu laughed heartily. "If you agree to have a couple of drinks with me, this matter's settled."

Upon hearing this, Xia Rou's face changed instantly. She knew all too well the tricks of sleazy gangsters like him. Those "couple of drinks" wouldn't be so simple—one wrong move, and her dignity might not survive the night.

Seeing Xia Rou looking hesitant, Lobster Liu raised the stakes with a smirk, "What's wrong? Don't I deserve just this little bit of respect? If you don't agree... well, let's just say this isn't going to end well."

"Huh?" Yan Xiaobao stepped forward, cutting Lobster Liu off. He looked genuinely puzzled as he asked, "I kicked you, yet you're inviting my wife to drink with you? Shouldn't you be inviting me for a drink if you're scared of me?"

Swish, swish, swish! Everyone's eyes turned to focus squarely on Yan Xiaobao.

Is this guy a complete idiot? Everyone could see Lobster Liu had designs on Xia Rou's beauty and was using the drinks as a pretense. Was this kid genuinely clueless or pretending to be?"

"Are you stupid?!" Zheng Xiaoyu, so mad that she forgot her fear, scolded Yan Xiaobao from behind, "He's not inviting Sister Xia Rou for a friendly drink. He's trying to get her drunk and take advantage of her!"

"What?!" Yan Xiaobao's face twisted in fury. "You filthy pig, how dare you try to put your hands on my wife!" With that, he charged at Lobster Liu in a whirlwind of anger.

"Pow! Pow! Pow!"

"Crash! Bang!"

Before anyone could react, Yan Xiaobao had already knocked Lobster Liu to the ground in a fit of raw rage, kicking his massive body around like a soccer ball.

"You like drinking, don't you? Well, let me serve you properly!" Still fuming, Yan Xiaobao stormed to the beer keg near the shop's entrance. With one hand, he effortlessly lifted the shin-high stainless steel keg over his head as if it were weightless.

Well, damn!

The crowd collectively gasped as they drew in sharp breaths.

That keg, if filled to capacity, had to weigh at least 800-1000 pounds, right...?

Holding the massive keg aloft, Yan Xiaobao looked like some mythical conqueror hefting a mountain—extremely imposing.

Lobster Liu's gang of seven or eight thugs, who hadn't even had time to jump in for backup, were now frozen in fear, rooted to the spot. Their makeshift weapons—knives, spatulas, tongs—fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Aah! No... please... have mercy!"

Seeing Yan Xiaobao poised to bring the massive keg smashing down, Lobster Liu shrieked in terror from the ground, pleading for his life.

But Yan Xiaobao was unmoved. Lifting the keg high, he took measured steps toward Lobster Liu, ready to end it all.

"Stop!" Xia Rou rushed forward, calling out to Yan Xiaobao, "Stop, stop! You'll kill him like this!"

"But that's the plan?!" Yan Xiaobao, still holding the keg aloft, looked completely justified as he replied, "Anyone who dares go after my wife gets beaten to death!"

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Even though Yan Xiaobao's level of violence might have gone overboard, Xia Rou couldn't help but feel a strange sense of warmth in her heart at his words.

After all, what woman doesn't appreciate a sense of safety? Men with dominant, protective airs often have a way of winning over women's hearts.

"Killing someone is illegal. Put the keg down right now..." Xia Rou placed a gentle hand on Yan Xiaobao's arm, her voice soft as she coaxed him, "You've already given him a good beating. It's not worth breaking the law over someone like him."

"Fine. Since my dear Rourou has asked, I'll spare his worthless life. But since he's such a fan of drinking, I'll make sure he drinks to his heart's content." Yan Xiaobao looked down at the terrified, swollen-faced Lobster Liu and barked, "Chin up! Open your damn mouth!"

Lobster Liu, battered and bruised, dared not disobey. His head—swollen almost pig-like—lifted as he opened his mouth wide, resembling a frog about to croak.

With one hand, Yan Xiaobao held the keg. Then, with a loud "bam," he punched a fist-sized hole into its base, unleashing a wild torrent of fresh beer like a fire hose.

"Drink it all! Or I'll bash you to death!"

Under Yan Xiaobao's threats, Lobster Liu gulped down the beer in huge mouthfuls, spluttering uncontrollably.

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