Chapter 61 - Tu Fu
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What puzzled Fang Bai was why Xia Chenyu, who clearly wasnât drunk, pretended to be?Was she deliberately giving herself an opportunity for a kiss, or was she testing if he would take advantage of her?
What was her purpose in doing so?
Fang Bai thought about it for a long time but couldnât figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Since Xia Chenyu didnât have any bad intentions, and she wanted to act, he might as well play along with her.
During the act, they pulled and tugged at each other, hugging and holding, barely separating; Fang Bai could feel that Xia Chenyuâs body was very soft, her waist slender, and her chest full.
After walking a dozen steps, Fang Bai felt as if a pair of eyes were watching him from behind.
The stronger a martial artistâs power, the more acute their sensitivity to their surroundings and the flow of energy.
If the owner of those eyes harbored a killing intent towards Fang Bai, he would immediately feel his scalp tingle as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake.
But at that moment, the gaze felt tepid and peaceful, so Fang Bai guessed it must be Xia Chenyu sneaking glances at him.
âHer sneaking looks at me means there are only two possibilities: one is that Iâm quite good-looking; the other is that sheâs fallen for me.â
Fang Bai couldnât help but touch his own cheek, realizing for the first time that he had the potential to be a pretty boy. Follow current nová´ls on É´ovel(ę°)ÉŞre.ná´t
However, he soon began to fret.
What should he do if Xia Chenyu made it clear she wanted to pursue him the next time they met?
Should he half-heartedly agree?
For a man, that would be too much of a loss of face, too degrading!
Should he reject her sternly and righteously?
But she was a top-notch beauty.
Only a fool would push her away!
In the midst of his dilemma, Fang Bai left the residential area where Xia Chenyu lived and headed in the direction of Zhongzhou Medical College.
The weather in June was already hot, especially during the afternoon when even pedestrians were seldom seen on the streets.
After passing the bustling Peace Avenue, just cross the lively Flower and Bird Street, and he would reach the street where Zhongzhou Medical College was located.
But Fang Bai did not continue straight ahead; instead, he suddenly changed direction and turned into a nearby, deserted side street.
Seeing him change his route, the two black sedans that were following him from a distance hesitated for a moment before continuing to tail him.
This side street was about three hundred meters long; to the west was a pale pink wall, and to the east was a row of shops, mostly occupied by internet cafes, with young people occasionally coming and going.
Fang Bai, with his hands in his pockets, deliberately slowed his pace, as if waiting for something.
One of the black sedans behind him stopped, while the other suddenly sped up, passing Fang Bai and stopping about ten meters in front of him, blocking his path.
The two sedans, one in front and one behind, blocked Fang Baiâs advance and retreat.
Fang Bai stopped walking, his eyes narrowing as he observed the man emerging from the car in front, nearly bursting into laughter.
The man was in his thirties, with a ruddy nose and small eyes, a face so ordinary that heâd be hard to find in a crowd if not for his highly recognizable bald head that shone brightly in the sunlight and could be likened to an oversized Luminous Pearl at night.
The bald man was not tall, around five foot seven, but his girth was twice that of Fang Bai, which made him look like a comical meatball.
He only wore a black apron over his upper body and large shorts underneath, with flip-flops on his feet, and a blue wolf tattoo on his left arm.
Unfortunately, the excess fat on his body made most of the wolf sink into his flesh, making it nearly invisible.
A gust of wind brought a scent of blood and raw meat from the bald man, reminding Fang Bai of the butchers at the meat markets selling pork, beef, and mutton.
âJudging by this guyâs outfit, is he really a pig butcher?â
Fang Bai pondered in secret.
âI am a pig butcher, and my name is Tu Fu!â
The bald man said without expression, his voice was so deep it was as if he carried two subwoofers with him.
Fang Bai couldnât help but burst into laughter.
His guess was correct, this fellow really was a pig butcher, and his name truly matched his profession!
âWe donât seem to know each other, do we?â
Fang Bai didnât recognize Tu Fu, but he could see a murderous intent in the otherâs gaze, so he asked with a smile.
nodded, âIndeed, we donât.â
Fang Bai asked curiously, âThen why are you blocking my path?â
âBecause Iâm going to cripple your hands and feet.â
shook his right hand, and a pig butcherâs knife appeared in his right hand as if by magic, out of thin air.
The butcherâs knife, about a foot long, reflected a dazzling light under the sun, chilling despite the scorching heat.
On the blade of the butcherâs knife, there seemed to be residual bits of flesh and blood, as if he had come straight here after slaughtering a pig.
âIâll use the tip of the knife to sever your tendons in your hands and feetâŚ
donât worry, Iâve butchered many pigs and have plenty of experience.
My cuts are quick and light, so you wonât feel any painâŚâ
gripped the knife handle and said woodenly as he stepped towards Fang Bai, his eyes sharper than the blade fixed on him.
His footsteps were heavy and steady, each one measured as though calculated.
At that moment, two young men walked out of an internet cafĂŠ nearby.
Upon seeing Tu Fu wielding the butcherâs knife, they immediately turned pale and ran back inside, not daring to show their faces again.
Soon, the doors of several internet cafĂŠs were shut.
The owners and customers hid inside, with the faint-hearted trembling in corners and the braver ones peering through the cracks in the windows.
âCould you give me a reason?â
Fang Bai, watching Tu Fu approach step by step, feeling his mounting aura, sighed, âI really donât want my limbs broken for no good reason.â
âBecause I am Tu Fu!â
proclaimed proudly, âDoes a butcher need a reason to kill pigs and slaughter sheep?â
âKilling pigs and slaughtering sheep indeed doesnât require a reason, but I am a human being.â
âIn my eyes, thereâs no difference between humans and pigs or sheep.â
âThatâs lawlessness!â
âIn Zhongzhou City, neither law nor heaven can touch me.â
In the underworld of Zhongzhou, after years of fighting and consolidation, only three forces still existed, and the Hungry Wolf Group was one of them.
And Tu Fu was the most ferocious warrior of the Hungry Wolf Group.
Over the years, that foot-long butcherâs knife in Tu Fuâs hands had been stained with the blood of countless enemies, terrifying many adversaries.
It could be said that the Hungry Wolf Groupâs share of power in the Zhongzhou underworld was largely due to Tu Fuâs contributions.
If Fang Bai had been a lowly henchman in the underworld, the name âTu Fuâ and the sight of him walking over with a knife would have sent him running in fear, crying and begging for mercy on his knees.
Unfortunately, Fang Bai had never dabbled in the underworld, nor was he any kind of henchman.
This was his first encounter with Tu Fu, and the first time he had heard the name Tu Fu.
Perhaps it was ignorance breeding fearlessness, but he was surprisingly indifferent to Tu Fuâs approach.