Chapter 133 I Now Feel That You Didn’t Beat Me Enough

The Messina ham Xiao Peng bought was made from the hind leg of a pig. After being cured, it was naturally dried for a long time on the cliffs of Messina, exposed to the sea breeze. Its surface was as hard as stone. Furthermore, this ham had a weight standard: a single piece weighed eight to ten kilograms. Hams weighing less than seven kilograms were not allowed to be sold. This meant that Xiao Peng was carrying a twenty-jin (20-pound) "mace"! A single blow from it would be enough to kill.

And what was Xiao Peng doing there? He was squatting on the ground, holding the big ham and hitting Cesar again and again, and Cesar was wailing in pain.

"Please, for God's sake, forgive me!"

"I'm a pig! I'm a pig!"

"Just kill me! Don't torture me like this!"

"Damn it! You guys were just watching me being tortured? Why don't you help me get rid of this...Ah!"

"Cesar, damn it, this is your own business, don't drag us into it!"

"Ah! Cesar! You're harming people!"

Fabian listened to the screams of those people, and his hand holding the cigarette was shaking: "Xiao, that's enough! We should go!"

Xiao Peng said calmly, "I hate racial discrimination."

Everyone nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, racial discrimination is bad!"

Xiao Peng threw the ham in his hand to Fabian: "Let's go!"

Fabian caught the ham with both hands and almost stumbled: "Xiao, can't you choose a lighter weapon next time?"

Pascal glanced at Bellucci and Valerie over there. He was silent for a moment and said, "Bellucci, I suggest you leave as well. They might take their anger out on you."

Bellucci and Valerie were both stunned. After hearing what Pascal said, Bellucci ran over and grabbed Pascal's hand, saying, "Sir, please! Please take us away from here!"

Valerie was delighted when she heard this: "Mom, have you really decided to leave here?"

Bellucci smiled bitterly and said, "How can I stay here after all this trouble? It's a shame for my orchard and my pigs!"

Xiao Peng glanced at them and frowned. "Ms. Bellucci, I saved you yesterday and brought you back today. I think I've done enough for a stranger. I have no need or obligation to help you any further. Besides, I don't like thieves, no matter what their reason."

Valerie opened her mouth to explain, but after glancing at Xiao Peng, she remained silent. This guy is too violent!

Pascal smoothed things over: "Xiao, let's take them away. As for what happens to them in the future, we won't care! I promise you, this is the last time I'll meddle in other people's business!"

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Don't make it sound so serious. Take them away! Valerie, right? Come here! I'll treat your arm."

After being slapped by Xiao Peng, Valerie couldn't lift her hands anymore. But Xiao Peng asked her to come over, and she didn't dare to refuse, so she just walked over to Xiao Peng. Xiao Peng reached out and took her arm, gently moving it twice, then suddenly exerted force. There was a "crack," and Valerie screamed.

"Valerie!" Bellucci was worried about Valerie and glared at Xiao Peng: "We can't do without your help! Do you really have to torture a girl like this?"

Xiao Peng got back into the car without explaining. Valerie felt the pain in her arm ease a lot. She moved her arm twice and said, "Mom, you misunderstood them. He is indeed helping me heal my illness!"

Bellucci looked at Xiao Peng awkwardly after hearing this. Pascal glanced at Xiao Peng and waved at them, signaling them to be quiet and get in the car. The group decided to leave.

Fabian said as he drove, "We're going to Palermo, where are you going?"

"Let's go too!" said Bellucci.

Pascal said, "Don't blame my friend. He actually has a very good temper. It's just that he used to be a member of the Chinese Mutual Aid Team, so he really hates thieves and robbers."

After he said this, even Fabian looked at him in the rearview mirror. "Are you speaking with a guilty conscience? Xiao Peng has a good temper? Ask those people lying there unable to get up before you say that!"

Pascal also felt that what he said was not quite right, and said awkwardly: "When you go out, you always have to protect yourself, right? Xiao, are those people okay? Are they not dead?"

Xiao Peng shook his head: "No, I know how to do it."

Everyone in the car was silent. How could you call this knowing how to act?

Pascal asked curiously, "Xiao, tell me the truth, is it the same in your country?"

Xiao Peng shook his head desperately, "How is this possible? Our country's public security is better than you can imagine. Many people have never seen a gun in their lives, and even things like fighting are rare. Things like what happened today are trivial here. But if it happened in China? Haha, it would be a big news event!"

Fabian said, "I heard your country is very authoritarian and not democratic at all!"

Xiao Peng sneered, "Come on, don't act like you're Robespierre (one of the leaders of the French Revolution). Everyone has a slave mentality! So many foreigners come to China to live, and don't they just live honestly and happily? There's nothing wrong, just differences. If you don't understand each other, don't blame each other. You have no right!"

Fabian shrugged and said, "Don't get excited!" He changed the subject and asked Valerie, who was sitting in the back seat, "Valerie, your relationship with your father is really bad! It's almost like Pascal's relationship with his father!"

After hearing this, Pascal said, "Don't mention me. I will solve this problem when I get back this time!"

Valerie, who was sitting next to him, snorted coldly, "He's not my father! I shouldn't be living in this world!"

Fabian asked curiously, "Bellucci, what's going on between you and Cesar? I've seen many divorced couples, but not many with such a bad relationship as yours. After all, you have to consider the children, right?

Bellucci, who was standing by, said, "You just heard it. I sent Cesar to prison for seven years because I refused a 'recovering marriage.' So he was never my husband."

Pascal's eyes widened after hearing this. "'Recovered marriage'? I don't think Valerie is even 20 years old. As far as I know, Italy abolished the law on 'recovered marriage' in 1981!"

Bellucci said: "This is Sicily. Not everyone obeys the law."

After hearing this, Pascal stared at Valerie and asked, "What did you take Cesar's ten thousand dollars for?"

Bellucci replied: "Valerie was admitted to the University of Milan! Although it is free, living in Milan is not that easy."

Pascal was silent for a moment: "I donated money to Valerie's college education."

"What?" Xiao Peng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Pascal in shock. "You want to..."

Pascal waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Peng: "Xiao, if you knew what 'recovering a marriage' meant, you would help her too! I just think you didn't hit Cesar hard enough just now!"

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