Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

"What did you just say? That I know nothing of power?"

Mao Dao flinched before he burst out laughing.

"That group of so-called special forces could not even hold up against me! How is it that you can still find a reason to talk about power with me?! What a stupid topic to discuss with a frog in a well!"

"Enough chit chat! Mao Dao, bring me his leg! I will let him know pain! I will make you kneel and beg like a dog!"

Zhuang Bufan grinned and crossed his arms arrogantly, waiting from the sidelines for his servant to take care of Chen Xiaobei.

There were a number of spectators on the set, which included the renowned director Feng Yaolun. They all wore the same dejected expression on their faces. It was apparent that they detested Zhuang Bufan's behavior and attitude yet there was nothing that they could do to stop it. Zhuang Bufan's influence was so strong that everyone was forced to turn a blind eye and cover their ears to all Zhuang Bufan had to say and do.

Naturally, only Tang Mengwan was an exception. She was still trying her best to knock some sense into Chen Xiaobei.

"Why did you remove the mask?! You'd expose your face! They will know where to find you now!" Tang Mengwan sighed heavily. "Leave now! Go!"

"Leave? There's no way for me to leave!"

Mao Dao snarled with a strong killing intent and zoomed towards Chen Xiaobei with his palm ready to strike Chen Xiaobei. Knowing his own power, Chen Xiaobei refused to budge. With a flash, Chen Xiaobei sidestepped to the left and grabbed Mao Dao's thrusting arms at the wrist, restraining him completely.

"What?!"

Mao Dao was stunned, he knew something was not right when Chen Xiaobei was able to sidestep from his strike. His speed was so fast; he was able to stop a thrusting palm strike in midair! There could only be one reason and that reason was Chen Xiaobei being much stronger; much faster!

"What are you doing! Let me go!" cried Mao Dao as he forcefully wrangled his fist from Chen Xiaobei's grip. Unfortunately for Mao Dao, that long muscular arm did not budge, not even a little. His grip was comparable to that of an iron claw! Not the kind that you can find in the crane machine in the arcade center! No! It was the same kind of force that could lift a car! His grip was so strong that Mao Dao could feel his bones being crushed!

"Crack!"

With a swift movement and a loud snapping echo, Mao Dao's arm was snapped. Mao Dao immediately dropped to his knees as the pain of the unrecoverable arm had overwhelmed him.

"ARGH! URGH!"

The veins in his forehead popped and sweat dripped down to his chin.

It was only then Mao Dao realized Chen Xiaobei's words. However, it was already too late for him to understand what Chen Xiaobei meant. His strength was truly something unknown to Mao Dao! He knew nothing about power!

The difference between Chen Xiaobei and Mao Dao was like the sun and moon. Mao Dao could never catch up with Chen Xiaobei as he was too strong. He was on a whole other level yet Mao Dao had dared to even put up a tough man façade! Like an ant looking down on a human!

"Hmph!"

Without saying a word, Chen Xiaobei directed his legs towards Mao Dao's face and kicked the man to the ground, forcing the man to hurl a pool of his own blood.

In an instant, the surrounding audience immediately went quiet. It was certain that everyone's heart had skipped a beat. It was like a dream! How would a man such as Chen Xiaobei defeat the man who could single-handedly destroy an entire team of special forces?!

Unexpected, Chen Xiaobei had continued his assault. He had no intention to stop as he paced forward to the man that was the root of the unnecessary brawls. Zhuang Bufan Bufan.

The man could feel his balls shrink as Chen Xiaobei approached him like a panther stalking a gazelle. How was he able to do that?! How was it possible that a man dared to raise his fist against a member of the Zhuang Family?! Did he know no fear?

"No…G-Get away from me!" Zhuang Bufan was so scared that he was struggling to keep his bladder from leaking.

However, before he could open his mouth again, Chen Xiaobei had swiftly glided across the floor and had Zhuang Bufan in a mid-air choke hold. A 180cm tall man was lifted like a dead dog.

"L…et...m…e…go…" 

Zhuang Bufan was struggling to breathe and was clearly shaking with fear, yet he did not even try to stop provoking Chen Xiaobei!

"Don't you know who I am?! I am the son of Zhuang Shengyun! I am the younger brother of Zhuang Bifan! If even a single hair of mine is harmed, I assure you that they will have you minced into dog food!"

"A single hair? Please, how could that be enough?"

Chen Xiaobei was already pissed off. However, when he heard the name Zhuang Bufan Bifan, he grew angrier.

"HMPH!" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

Chen Xiaobei grabbed Zhuang Bufan in his collar and shook him violently. He then exerted his strength in his right leg and knee-kicked Zhuang Bufan's stomach at supersonic speed.

The knee kick was so strong that Zhuang Bufan could feel his internal organs being crushed, like it was about to be turned into a pile of minced meat! The stuff that was in his stomach was pushed out in two directions; one almost came out from his mouth, and the other was sent straight away to his rectum. The man did well by clenching his anus tight enough.

"Try and say something cocky again! Go ahead! Try me! Come on! Why are you stopping?"

Chen Xiaobei held Zhuang Bufan by the collar and lifted him up to his face.

"Let me share a bit of information. I really like to beat up wannabe thugs! You can summon your brother or your father to this set. I'll still f*ck them up nicely!"

The rest of the bodyguards could not bear to stand idly when their master was being beaten like a dog. Despite knowing that they would be defeated, they came anyway. Instead of charging into the brawl one man at a time, they leaped into the fight together. Perhaps they thought that with that many punches and kicks, one of them was bound to inflict injury.

"Idiots."

Chen Xiaobei scoffed at their futile attempt. He was even lazy to move so he held Zhuang Bufan by the collar of his shirt and swung him around.

*Thud! Thud!*

Both fists landed directly on Zhuang Bufan's eyes and made them swell like a panda's!

"Argh…Bloody kid! You dared to use me as a human shield…" Zhuang Bufan cried as tears began to leak out of the swollen eyes. His own bodyguard had beaten him… How did it all turn out that way..?

Since all of the bodyguards jumped at Chen Xiaobei at the same time, they had no time to react and retract their attacks. In that instance, all sorts of attacks that were meant for Chen Xiaobei had landed on Zhuang Bufan.

"Ow… My face… My butt… My butthole… Urgh…"

When the attacks stopped, Zhuang Bufan immediately cried out, "STOP! ALL OF YOU IMBECILES! STOP!"

The rest of the bystanders who were witnessing the commotion were having a hard time holding back their laughter. However, they forbade themselves from doing so. It was both funny and uncomfortable at the same time!

The bodyguards immediately withdraw from the fight when they had seen what they had done to their master. Everyone single one of them felt like killing themselves at that moment. It's either that or being skinned alive!

"What's that I hear? Are you trying to act tough?!" cried Chen Xiaobei as he lifted Zhuang Bufan from the ground.

"No! No! I wouldn't dare! Boo hoo!" He cried his eyes out.

The man was a grown up, yet he was still crying like a child after being beaten. Still, it was a wiser thing to do than continue to challenge Chen Xiaobei with his words!