Whacking Some Baddies

Shi Song looked at the kid, who seemed to have exploded, 'This kid….'

"How troublesome. You know, if you weren't of use to me now, I would have slapped you to death."

If someone told Lin Fan that he was going to speak to the demon in his heart in such a way one day, he would undoubtedly think the guy was nuts.

However, for some reason, Lin Fan felt as though he had the guts of the gods for a moment.

Shi Song sighed in frustration while walking past Lin Fan, "This is the first and last time I will accept any of your requests. If you blabber again, I will beat you unconscious and drag you to the association."

Lin Fan nodded happily at Shi Song's back, feeling a sense of accomplishment being able to force this demon to do a good deed.

"Brother Guang once told me that he had composed 86 poems while thinking of you, this lady. Once I took a look at those words of art belonging to my big brother, I was certain my brother had found true love…."

Brother Turtle kept on blabbering nonsense, launching words out of his a*s without delay.

The lady looked at the three seemingly schooled hoodlums in front of her, feeling vexed. She had been standing here, listening to these guys talk gibberish for a while, 'This is the first time I have ever seen him! What 86 composed poems? Which toddler do you guys think you are talking to?!'

But she was too scared to voice out her displeasure.

She wasn't also thinking about her prince charming coming to save her. She already went past the age of believing in those fairy tales. At best, she hoped someone would see her and call the police.

"ENOUGH, YOU PLEBEIANS," A voice roared.

The three hoodlums turned their heads to take a look at the source of the voice; astonishingly, they found a man who can only be described using three words, 'Dashing as hell.'

Brother Turtle looked at the man with shock and said, "Brother, Is it not enough you are that handsome? You are a person with literary talents as well? Who calls people plebeians these days? I am completely amazed brother…666,"

Guang looked at this idiot and smacked him on the head, "Dumbass! He is obviously here to save this beautiful sheep. Why the hell are you getting all friendly with him?"

"…I-I apologize, Brother Guang. I couldn't help myself."

Guang turned his head and gazed smugly at Shi Song, "Listen up fella! I will give ya' a chance to turn back and leave as though you were never here. I will count to three, If I see you standing there, I will break your leg."

"One..."

"Two...

Shi Song looked coldly at Guang like he would an idiot, his calm expression not wavering.

"...Three. I see you don't want your legs anymore," said Guang as he strode to where Shi Song was standing.

Ning Ren gazed at the figure standing there, unwavering at the threats. She couldn't help but feel gratitude welling up inside her, but she couldn't bring herself to bring harm to this noble person. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "Leave! Don't mind me! Just leave"

Shi Song looked at Ning Ren with surprise, 'It's rare seeing such a selfless person. I think helping you was not in vain after all,'

Guang arrived before Shi Song and said, "You should have left when you had the ability to; too bad you didn't cherish that chance."

Throwing a punch at Shi Song's face, Guang couldn't wait to witness that handsome face getting destroyed.

But unexpectedly, he didn't feel the sensation of meat at his fist. Instead, the only thing he felt was pain coming from his stomach. A moment later, the world spun around him.

He couldn't help but fall to the ground, holding his stomach as he screamed in pain. He felt a pain akin to flames raging in his guts.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Thankfully, Shi Song held back; otherwise, Guang might have already turned into a meat patty, if not powder.

The other two hoodlums looked flabbergasted at their boss, who suddenly started screaming. It all happened too quickly.

"Bastard!" One of them screamed, grabbing a broken glass bottle lying on the ground.

Sprinting toward Shi Song, he started stabbing the broken bottle in Shi Song's chest.

Shi Song didn't even bother dodging and slapped the guy's cheek hard enough that some teeth came out flying.

The hoodlum's head slammed into the nearby wall, a fountain of blood leaking out of his mouth.

Brother Turtle was rooted at his place, legs shaking in fright. There was a stain forming on his groin area, and an awful stench started filling the air.

"H-Handsome Brother! Please be merciful!" He begged.

"SCRAM!"

Guang looked as though he wanted to say something, but the pain didn't allow him.

Brother Turtle quickly passed by Shi Song with fright. He started helping his fellow gang members up before leaving with their tails between their legs.

Ning Ren gazed at Shi Song with stars in her eyes, looking like she wanted to bounce on him and eat him up.