After hearing the sound, Ye Chen's body moved faster than his mind, darting to the side.
He dodged the other man's vicious strike.
The man held a bloodstained fruit knife. His eyes bulged, his face twisted, and his whole body radiated murderous intent!
Ye Chen also spotted the injured pregnant woman sitting on the ground nearby, clutching her wound.
Her condition didn't look good.
Ye Chen frowned.
Was this guy drunk and going on a rampage?
Who the hell got drunk and stabbed people?
What kind of person did that?
And he was attacking people indiscriminately.
The store was full of pregnant women and children. It was far too dangerous.
And what about the pregnant woman who'd just been hurt? Ye Chen had no idea how she was doing.
He had to subdue this Drunk Madman as quickly as possible!
Keeping an eye on the man's movements, Ye Chen tried to lure him toward an area with fewer people.
Inside the maternity and baby store, someone cried out, "Oh my God! Isn't that the lunatic who kidnapped a female celebrity a few years ago? Whenever he saw a woman, he'd say she liked him and was his woman. I think he had some kind of delusional disorder where he believed women were in love with him. He even made the headlines back then. How did they let him out again? This is terrifying!"
"It really does look like that lunatic. Oh my God, this is terrifying! Has his condition gotten worse? How could they let someone like him out? This is going to end in disaster, someone could die! Call the police, call an ambulance!" another person inside the store said in horror.
The women and children inside were all trembling with fear. They only dared to call for help; none of them dared step outside the store.
Outside the store.
"Ah! You bastard! You dare lay a hand on my woman? I'll kill you!" the Drunk Madman roared, raising his knife and thrusting it at Ye Chen's abdomen again.
Ye Chen had been ready for it and didn't panic at all.
Even ten Drunk Madmen like this wouldn't be a match for him.
But an ordinary person would definitely have ended up with several holes stabbed into them.
Ye Chen easily dodged the Drunk Madman's attack.
Was this damn Drunk Madman going to stab everyone he saw? Had he been drinking fake liquor laced with Lost Heart Powder?
He'd started off shouting about killing people.
After all, Su Ningwei and the man in front of him clearly had nothing to do with each other.
Ye Chen couldn't possibly suspect Su Ningwei, either. He hadn't touched any other woman.
But he couldn't let this Drunk Madman insult him without consequence. He had to use him for some practice and let him experience the power of Unlimited Combat.
The Drunk Madman had picked a fight right at Ye Chen's doorstep.
"Fuck off! What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you going on a drunken rampage? Who the hell is interested in your woman?" Ye Chen raised his long leg.
He delivered a swift, precise, and vicious kick between the Drunk Madman's legs.
Ye Chen's physique now far surpassed his opponent's, so there was no need to make a weird noise to scare him.
It even made him look a lot cooler.
With a clatter, the fruit knife fell to the ground.
"Ah! Fuck..." the Drunk Madman cried out in agony, clutching his crotch with both hands and collapsing to his knees.
Ye Chen hadn't held back at all. The kick was so powerful that it smashed the Drunk Madman's tiny eggs, turning him into a eunuch.
The Drunk Madman had even been willing to attack a pregnant woman. He was no better than an animal.
"Fuck you! That kick was for the pregnant woman." Ye Chen kicked the Drunk Madman hard in the chest.
He switched legs and kicked him again. "This one's for the baby in her belly, you lunatic."
The Drunk Madman had two ribs broken and tumbled to the ground. Groaning in pain, he cursed, "Y-you bastard! You dare do it but won't admit it. Don't think I didn't know just because you deleted the photos from the garage. You and my woman Weiwei already have a child, and you say you never touched her? Even if Weiwei is wearing a hat and a mask, I can recognize her at a glance."
"What did you say?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Had he heard that right?
Who was this Drunk Madman talking about?
What photos?
Ye Chen hadn't expected the Drunk Madman to be targeting him rather than attacking people at random. He really had been trying to stab him to death. That changed things. Ye Chen had to give him a taste of his own medicine.
The Drunk Madman spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Grimacing through the pain, he grinned manically. "I said my woman is Su Ningwei, and I'm the one she loves most. Are you deaf? You bastard, you stole her from me! Shameless, you son of a bitch! You attacked me from behind, you lowlife..."
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes dangerously and walked toward the Drunk Madman.
"Y-you stay back..." Seeing Ye Chen come closer, the Drunk Madman kicked frantically and bared his teeth as he tried to scramble backward.
The little bit of courage the Drunk Madman had gotten from drinking had mostly been kicked out of him.
Now that he saw the look in Ye Chen's eyes, even he was afraid.
"Hah..." Ye Chen was so furious that he laughed coldly.
He really had some nerve. Was this guy insane?
After a couple of swigs of booze, he dared to slander Su Ningwei's honor and even pull a knife. He really didn't value his life.
If Ye Chen had known this was the situation, he should have stabbed the Drunk Madman the moment he swung his knife.
Someone like this couldn't be allowed to live. There was no need to hold back.
Who knew what this Drunk Madman might do the next time he got drunk and went berserk?
What if he hurt Su Ningwei and the baby?
Ye Chen raised his hand and slapped the Drunk Madman hard across the mouth.
The Drunk Madman's face swelled up, and the corner of his mouth split open, dripping with blood.
"Don't hit people in the face! That's dishonorable! You bastard don't deserve Weiwei. Weiwei is mine!" the Drunk Madman said, clutching his face and baring his teeth in pain.
"Who said you could call her Weiwei? I didn't hit a person. I hit a shameless mad dog with shit for brains. Weiwei has always been mine and mine alone. A useless, ugly piece of garbage like you could never have anything to do with her! You're just insane. This is all a delusion."
As he spoke, Ye Chen slapped the Drunk Madman hard across the mouth again.
"Fuck you! I'll kill you! I'm not insane, and this isn't a delusion! You're lying! Weiwei loves me! All the women in the world love me! You bitch, you deserve to die!"
The Drunk Madman seemed to have hit a nerve. His eyes bloodshot, he scrambled to his feet, grabbed the fruit knife from the ground, and thrust it hard at Ye Chen's chest.
Ye Chen calmly stepped back half a pace, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.
This was the moment he'd been waiting for.
Ye Chen grabbed the Drunk Madman's knife-wielding wrist.
He twisted it lightly.
The fruit knife turned around.
It plunged straight into the Drunk Madman's chest.
The strike hit a vital spot.
The Drunk Madman's eyes went wide. He looked completely incredulous.
Ye Chen looked so refined and fair-skinned, like he would be easy to deal with.
So why was he so agile?
How could he be so strong?
Damn it! I was this close to killing that bastard Ye Chen...
The light in the Drunk Madman's eyes gradually faded.
Thanks to Ye Chen's knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, he knew exactly where to strike.
As long as the fruit knife stayed in place, there wouldn't be a massive spray of blood.
The blood only spread slowly, staining the Drunk Madman's chest red.