Chapter 576 - 279: Beat Him to Death

Chapter 576: Chapter 279: Beat Him to Death

Chef He froze.

He hadn’t expected Zheng Xiu’s first words to be a reprimand.

Zheng Xiu pointed at the surrounding wreckage. "Is this ’the street’?"

Chef He shook his head blankly. Of course it wasn’t.

"Well then, that settles it." Zheng Xiu bent down and picked up an overturned stool. In front of everyone, he dusted it off and slowly sat down.

"This is my territory. When someone causes trouble on my territory, what are the consequences?"

This time, even Qing Shisan was puzzled.

’What consequences?’

He didn’t know either.

It had been many years since anyone had dared cause trouble on Zheng Xiu’s turf.

’What happened to the last person who caused trouble here?’

Qing Shisan stroked his chin in thought. ’His grave is probably sprouting spirit mushrooms by now, right?’

Zheng Xiu wondered why no one was answering. Seeing the looks on their faces, he realized they genuinely couldn’t recall. So, with a grand wave of his hand, he gave them the answer himself: "Beat him!"

He looked at the Barbarian, anger surging within him. "If the heavens fall, I’ll hold them up! Fight!"

Qing Shisan pulled out his pipe, ready to act, but couldn’t help asking, "How far do we take it?"

Zheng Xiu sneered. "Beat him to death!"

The moment Zheng Xiu finished speaking, Zizi, Qing Shisan, and the chefs all broke into knowing smiles. Some were savage, some were excited, and one—Zizi’s—was even coy. Then, in near-perfect unison, they sprang into action.

"RAAAAGH—WHAT THE HELL!"

The burly man let out a strange cry. As he clenched his fists, a hazy, crimson light enveloped them, coalescing into the shape of two snarling dog heads.

BOOM!

Seeing them all attack, the burly man calmly unleashed his Miracle Technique. He stomped his foot, and the floorboards cracked beneath him. The terrifying force of the impact shook the rafters, sending dust raining down.

An ordinary house would have collapsed from such a blow, but this building had been specially reinforced by Yan Jiji. It was built to take a beating.

Even the burly man looked astonished at the insignificant effect of his stomp.

But what happened next astonished him even more.

Zizi’s face was flushed with excitement. She slowly drew a strange object from her sleeve.

It was a small, palm-sized zither, exquisitely crafted. Each string was finer than a strand of hair, as if it were a miniature version of the instrument she normally played. As she held it, branches sprouted from within her robes, and orchids burst into full bloom.

DING!

She gently plucked a string on the miniature zither with her fingernail.

A clear, crisp note rang out.

Instantly, a soft white light bloomed outward from Zizi. Everything in the Fragrant Pavilion began to warp strangely. When the warping stopped, every surface was covered in a slick, greasy sheen.

Qing Shisan’s brow furrowed. He keenly sensed a subtle change in the ground beneath his feet.

Zizi giggled playfully, her hand covering her mouth. She glided bizarrely between her allies, tapping each one lightly on the shoulder.

"Grr-ba-da-ka-cha!"

Not knowing what Zizi was up to, the Barbarian charged with killing intent toward Zheng Xiu, who remained seated and motionless on his stool.

He was actually going for the Red King.

He took a single step.

THUMP!

The Barbarian’s feet slipped out from under him.

WHOOSH!

He slid for several yards before slamming into a wall.

He scrambled back up, only to fall flat on his face again.

THUMP!

This time, he slid from one side of the room to the other, his face already becoming a mess of bruises.

The Barbarian, who had seemed like a savage beast moments before, was now like a flailing puppy. He repeatedly tried to stand only to fall, slipping and sliding all over the place. Before anyone else could even lay a hand on him, he’d already bruised himself black and blue, sliding back and forth across the tavern a dozen times. It was as if he were mopping the floor with his face.

"Gasp!"

Seeing the Barbarian’s miserable state, everyone gasped. They stared at Zizi in astonishment, not daring to move, afraid they might suffer the same fate.

Zizi smiled, covering her mouth. "Don’t worry! I’ve made it so the technique doesn’t affect you. You can all walk around the Fragrant Pavilion as usual!"

WHOOSH!

The next second, without waiting for another order from Zheng Xiu, and now that Zizi had given the all-clear, the others charged the Barbarian in unison.

They were obeying the Red King’s order.

Beat him to death.