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89: Chapter 88: Scared Stiff 89: Chapter 88: Scared Stiff “Ah, as expected, quite the arrogant one, not a hint of

fear.

Now I'll give you a chance: kneel and admit your wrong, beg us for forgiveness, and maybe we'll go a little easier

on you.”

“Trash, dealing with you trash really makessick,” Mu Chen said disdainfully.

“Looking for death, brothers, beat him hard, until he spends the rest of his life in bed.”

“Don’t worry, boss, we'll surely teach this arrogant kid a proper lesson.”

“Unforgivable, just cripple him mercilessly.”

For a moment, everyone surrounded Mu Chen, ready to strike at any time.

“Hold on,” Mu Chen said seriously just as everyone was about to make a move.

“What do you want to do?” The tattooed middle-aged man turned to Mu Chen and asked.

“Wait until I've placed my chicken soup down before | leisurely play with you,” Mu Chen said seriously.

“Ha ha, chicken soup my ass, all of you beat him up!” The tattooed middle-aged man thought it was something

serious, burst into rage when he heard it’s about setting down schicken soup.

In an instant, dozens of people made their move, attacking Mu Chen from all sides.

“The young know nothing of doing something meaningful, even if you're going to be thugs, you don’t know how

to be good thugs—thugs that follow the rules of the underworld.

It's shameful how so many are ganging up on one,” Mu Chen said, then directed a violent kick to someone

behind him, sending one flying and making several others stumble back.

After kicking those behind, he hit those in front; several more were sent flying back.

After the ones in front, he kicked those to the right.

In short, within roughly three seconds, Mu Chen had delivered several kicks, and those who charged first were

knocked to the ground, agonizing pain written all over their faces.

Mu Chen's terrifying moves instantly petrified the thirty or so people who had yet to attack, causing them to

unconsciously step back, overwhelmed by the fear that Mu Chen was an unbeatable force.

At this moment, the tattooed middle-aged man’s face changed tically; he knew Mu Chen was skilled but

had no idea he was this terrifying.

Originally, | didn’t want to bother with you, but since you're courting death, I'll teach you a lesson,” Mu Chen

said, setting down the chicken soup.

He stretched and limbered up before fixing his gaze on everyone.

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“There are so many of us, what is there to fear?

Attack together,” the tattooed middle-aged man yelled out in desperation.

Once again, the crowd charged at Mu Chen.

“That was just a warm-up.

Now for the main event.

Since you're asking for it, I'll oblige.” Mu Chen shouted, and in an instant, he was gone, his speed leaving

nothing but afterimages.

At this moment, everyone's faces changed drastically, sensing Mu Chen's terror and wanting to flee, but it was

too late.

They felt something pass by them as they were slapped across their faces and sent flying, spitting blood and

turning pale.

“How could this be, how could he be so powerful, what on earth are you, what's your strength?” The remaining

tattooed middle-aged man looked at Mu Chen, his face full of fear.

“You're not worthy to know my strength.

What's important is, you're going to end up in the hospital,” Mu Chen replied, reaching the middle-aged man in

an instant and kicking him hard, sending him flying several meters, spewing blood.

“You're not even Black Level trash, trying to takedown.

Overestimating yourselves,” Mu Chen looked at the groaning people on the ground and said seriously.

“You arrogant kid, I'll make you pay,” the tattooed middle-aged man, who had been kicked away, immediately

took out his cell phone and dialed a number, calling for someone even more powerful.

Mu Chen didn’t stop him; he actually wanted to see who the strong man arriving later would be, so he could take

care of everyone once and for all.

“Tell me, who sent you?” Mu Chen suddenly said, his expression darkening.

“It was Vice President Zhao, it was Vice President Zhao,” the thugs weren't foolish and quickly spoke up.

“Vice President Zhao, | knew it was you.

But I'll deal with you later.

First, Ill deal with these people.”

“What are you going to do?” Hearing Mu Chen’s words, everyone's faces immediately turned fearful.

“I'm not going to do much, just cripple one of your arms.

That's the punishment for offending- to let all of you remember, don’t mess with Mu Chen lightly, or you'll

end up with no grave to lie in.” Saying that, Mu Chen approached a thug and stomped down, eliciting a scream

of agony.

One after another, the thugs had their arms broken by Mu Chen, each screaming in agony, their eyes filled with

utter terror of Mu Chen, daring not to offend him again, for in their eyes, Mu Chen was a Demon.

“Kid, if you've got the guts, don’t leave, wait for the strong man from the Moon Dragon Hall to come.

He'll show you!”

“I'll wait a few minutes.

If no one comes in a few minutes, I'm leaving.

| don’t have all day to play with you,” Mu Chen said, disdainfully.

After several minutes had passed, suddenly at the entrance of the underground parking lot, more than twenty

men walked in, each looking fierce.

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“Who dares to touch our people?” As they entered, one of the lackeys shouted.

“Cout and meet your death.”

“Boss, you've arrived!

It's this kid, this kid who beat us,” the tattooed middle-aged man bellowed upon seeing the newcomers.

“So, you want to takeon, huh?” Mu Chen scoffed, looking at the arriving crowd seriously.

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“Why is it him, why him,” Huang Balang stuttered, his face growing extremely gloomy.

“What's wrong, boss?” Everyone noticed Huang Balang’s expression, and seeing where he was looking, their

faces changed instantly.

“Sir, my lord, | was wrong, | didn’t know it was you.

Please have mercy, don’t hold this against us,” Huang Balang now felt like dying, hurrying before Mu Chen,

begging for mercy.

At this moment, everyone was almost scared out of their wits; what was going on?

Their boss was kneeling in front of Mu Chen, begging for mercy—would anyone believe this if they said it?

Yet it was happening right before their eyes.

“Why does it always have to be you?

Last tit was your son, and now your men.

Do you think | should just cripple you?” Mu Chen said with a cold laugh.