"Sure thing, Deaf Brother..." The thugs perked up at once, rolled up their sleeves, and charged over.
"What do we do? I'm scared..." The girl had never seen anything like this. Seeing those men coming to grab her, she trembled with fear and huddled tightly behind Li Yichen.
Li Yichen narrowed his eyes and reassured her softly, "Don't be scared. I'm here. You'll be fine."
He hadn't wanted to stoop to dealing with these bastards. But he couldn't pretend he hadn't heard what the bald man had said. Unless he beat them into singing "Conquered," he would never be able to swallow this insult.
Yellow Hair got up from the floor, spread his arms, and said anxiously, "Come on, guys, this is my place. Do me a favor and leave the customers alone..."
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" a thug with a brutish face roared, glaring at him. "Get the hell out of my way, or I'll kill you." As he spoke, he threw a punch at Yellow Hair's face.
Yellow Hair showed some backbone. He didn't dodge the incoming fist. Instead, he shut his eyes, ready to take the blow square in the face.
A sharp smack rang out, and Yellow Hair flinched. Then he suddenly realized something was wrong. Huh? Why doesn't it hurt?
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the massive fist had been caught in a slender hand. Its five fingers tightened steadily, followed by a series of cracking sounds.
"Ah... Let go... It hurts... It hurts!" The thug's face twisted in agony, and his legs buckled as he dropped to his knees.
"Hmph. Get lost." Li Yichen gave his hand a slight flick, and the burly man, who weighed over two hundred pounds, went flying.
He slammed into the wall