At this moment, the couple quickly stepped in to mediate: "Brother Erhu has an extraordinary air about him; you can tell at a glance that he is no ordinary person. He must be tired from his journey here with so many brothers. We are not hungry right now, so if Brother Erhu doesn't mind, please enjoy these two bowls of noodles."
Just then, Brother Wood and Sister Flower came over carrying two bowls of noodles.
The boss breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the minor incident had finally subsided.
However, at that moment, a "tap-tap" sound suddenly came from the table next to them.
The young man, who had been silent all along, tapped the table twice with his chopsticks, aligned the two ends of the chopsticks, and picked up a strand of noodles with great interest, ready to taste it.
Erhu had originally decided not to pursue the matter, but seeing the young man about to start eating his noodles as if no one else was around, he saw it as a provocation.
He waved his hand, signaling the couple to step back; then he gave his men a wink, and several of his underlings immediately understood.
They staggered toward the young man sitting to their right rear, their faces showing hostility.
However, the young man seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere around him and was about to put the noodles into his mouth.
But just as his lips were about to touch the chopsticks, a pair of chopsticks suddenly reached out and quickly and precisely moved them sideways.
The noodles that were just about to be eaten flew away, and the young man looked up, his face showing dissatisfaction.
When the young man looked up, everyone could see his face clearly.
The man had a pair of captivating phoenix eyes, paired with striking, handsome eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and small, rosy lips.
His features, though seemingly contradictory, coexist harmoniously, creating a unique charm. He possesses a somewhat feminine appearance, yet he embodies neither masculine nor feminine beauty.
He calmly raised his eyes and met the gaze of the burly man in front of him who was blocking him with chopsticks, without a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Hey kid."
Erhu's tone clearly revealed his displeasure. This young man's actions had made him lose face in front of his subordinates.
In an attempt to quickly regain his composure, he snatched the bowl from the man, stretched his neck, and declared domineeringly, "This bowl of noodles is mine."
However, it was clear that the young man had no intention of giving up his noodles. He said with a sneer, "The boss said it's first come, first served. You think you can steal my bowl of noodles?"
As he spoke, he dragged the noodles back to his side.
Erhu's teeth were itching, and he asked the boss with a fierce look, "Boss, why don't you tell us?"
The shop owner kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, his back also soaked with sweat. He looked at the young man with a troubled expression and whispered, "Young man, why don't you give it to this Erhu brother? I can just make you another bowl."
Seeing that the young man remained silent, Erhu smugly pulled the noodles back to his side, a triumphant smile on his face.
However, less than a second later, the young man quickly snatched the noodles back, raised an eyebrow at Erhu, and said with a smile, "I ordered these noodles, and I paid for them. Why should I give them to you?"
"You brat..."
Erhu's henchmen were already impatient and were about to rush forward with sticks in hand, but Erhu stopped them.
Erhu, in a manner that resembled dismissing a beggar, threw a 100-point chip onto the table, saying, "This side is mine now, consider this 100 yuan a tip for you."
The young man picked up the chip from the table, tossed it into the air, and then caught it steadily.
After a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly, "Okay."
The people around were stunned. They had thought that the young man was so determined that he would not change his mind easily, but they did not expect him to agree so quickly.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have just taken the money and settled it earlier, instead of wasting so much breath.
However, what happened next shocked everyone.
Suddenly, the young man picked up the bowl of noodles in front of him and, without hesitation, splashed all the scalding hot soup into Erhu's face.
"Ah—! Holy crap!"
Erhu let out a miserable cry as his thick-skinned face was instantly scalded red by the hot soup, and his skin even began to blister rapidly, becoming red and swollen.
The intense pain contorted his face into a grimace, but he had to try his best to control his facial expressions to alleviate the pain from the muscle strain.
At the same time, the instigator burst into laughter, her tone full of mockery, "You really think I, Chen Qingmo, am someone to be trifled with? Didn't you want noodles? Are you full now?"
Erhu glared venomously at the man who called himself Chen Qingmo. He gritted his teeth and ordered his henchmen, "Damn it! Kill him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, nine people, including Erhu, grabbed sticks and rushed fiercely towards Chen Qingmo.
Chen Qingmo was much more agile than Erhu had imagined. Seeing the attack coming, he quickly jumped onto the table and flipped over to create distance between himself and Erhu and the others.
Erhu and his henchmen missed their target, but they did not give up. Instead, they charged at Chen Qingmo with even more frenzied swinging of their sticks.
Seeing his shop smashed to pieces, the hotel owner looked distressed and cried out, "Stop hitting it! Stop hitting it!"
However, such feeble persuasion was clearly useless; in fact, the boss was almost accidentally injured by the stick. He could only cover his head and crawl to the front desk for shelter.
At this moment, Sister Hua and the wooden couple were stunned by the sudden conflict and stood there dumbfounded.
Chuanliu and Zhuiming exchanged a knowing glance and quietly retreated to the outer edge of the battle, trying to minimize their presence and avoid being drawn into this undeserved disaster.
However, Chen Qingmo's turn led the battlefield to these "two couples".
He skillfully weaved and dodged among them, causing Erhu and the others' attacks to frequently miss.
Those gang members who were eager to capture Chen Qingmo had lost their minds and were waving their sticks around wildly, completely disregarding whether innocent people would be hurt.
"ah--!"
Suddenly, Sister Hua screamed, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground. Mu Tou quickly helped her up, holding her tightly in his arms, trying to calm her down.
Then, Chen Qingmo flashed to Chuanliu and Zhuiming's side.
He unexpectedly grabbed Chuanliu and shielded her in front of him.
Just as one of the henchmen was about to strike Chuanliu with a stick, Zhuiming reacted swiftly, delivering a powerful knee strike to the henchman's waist. The henchman howled in pain and staggered back several steps.
Upon seeing this, the anger that was originally directed at Chen Qingmo immediately turned into anger directed at all the innocent people present.
They not only attacked Chuanliu and Zhuiming, but also, in a bloodthirsty frenzy, struck innocent Huajie and Mutou with their sticks.
Chuanliu and Zhuiming could easily handle it, but Huajie and Mutou suffered the consequences.
The wooden stick quickly scanned the area and found only a stool to protect the two men's chests, where they endured the continuous blows from the wooden sticks, struggling to dodge.
Sensing that Chen Qingmo was constantly dodging in their direction, Chuanliu couldn't help but frown.
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