Chapter 132: Unbelievable

"Where did this waiter come from? If you don’t want to die, get out of my way immediately!"

The man in black, seeing someone blocking his path, assumed it was a waiter.

Originally, Hong Yu was furious but still intended to reason with the man. After all, others wouldn’t know if the items were his; perhaps they thought it was trash.

But now, the man in black had kicked his gift aside and even scolded him. That was the last straw for Hong Yu.

"Damn you!"

"You kicked my gift, and you still dare to act arrogantly?"

Hong Yu cursed, reaching out his hand. This time, he was truly enraged—usually, even when angry, he refrained from acting rashly.

Seeing Hong Yu dare to strike first, the man in black also clenched his anger. "You bastard, I’ll kill you!"

He roared and swung a palm.

*Crack—*

The sound of a bone breaking rang out once more.

At that moment, the wealthy patrons and Liang Siqi hurriedly rushed out of the conference room.

They were terrified to see Hong Yu there.

Though Hong Yu was only an illegitimate son of the Hong family, if anything happened to him in Hannan, every wealthy man present would be held accountable without exception.

What terrified them even more was that the man in black, who had acted like a ferocious dog, now lay on the ground.

Seeing him clutching his face and lying there dazed, no one knew what to say.

That slap had truly stunned the man in black.

Hong Yu paid no attention to him, instead walking over to the large bag to inspect whether the gifts had been damaged by the kick.

"Damn! These gifts are ruined. How the hell am I supposed to deliver them now?"

Hong Yu was furious. The man in black rolled over like a fish out of water and surprisingly stood up.

His face was swollen, teeth likely loosened. Seeing Hong Yu with his back turned, still examining the contents of the bags, the man exploded with rage. "You bastard! How dare you sneak attack me!"

"I’ll kill you!"

In his fury, the man in black charged at Hong Yu. He had held back with his palms earlier, afraid of causing death.

But now he no longer cared. Forming his fist, he swung a punch at Hong Yu’s back.

"No! He’s the young master of the Hong family! Show mercy!!"

Liang Zhanpeng shouted in alarm. If Hong Yu were really taken down, there would be no need for Huang Tian to intervene—the Hong family would surely annihilate everyone present.

But the man in black was blinded by rage. Even knowing the Hong family’s power, he swung the punch anyway.

Moreover, he didn’t even know who the Hong family was.

*Smack—*

Hong Yu didn’t even turn his body. Still focused on the bag on the ground, he raised his hand and effortlessly slapped the man’s fist away.

Though seemingly easy, another bone-cracking sound echoed. The man in black’s face changed drastically as he stumbled backward, clutching his arm.

"I see you really want to die!"

The man looked down at his arm, convinced he was dreaming. But when he looked up, Hong Yu—who had been squatting to inspect the gifts—was suddenly right in front of him.

Hong Yu’s fists seemed to grow larger by the second. The man couldn’t react and was struck squarely on the head.

*Pft—*

The punch sent the man in black spraying blood like a fountain. He flew like a bullet, crashing into the wall.

*Crash—*

Chunks of plaster fell to the floor as the man collapsed. His life or death was unknown.

Sigh—

Grabbing the tattered bag that had been kicked around, Hong Yu didn’t even glance at the wealthy men. He just carried it and strode out of Pengzhan Restaurant.

Only after Hong Yu left did the wealthy patrons snap back to reality.

They were dumbfounded, eyes wide as if seeing a ghost.

That was a single slap that had stunned Cheng Long, the King of Martial Arts, and now Hong Yu had knocked him out with one punch?

How was this possible?

Why was Hong Yu so formidable?

Wasn’t he just an illegitimate son of the Hong family, a spoiled playboy?

At that moment, the rich men were at a loss for words.

Silence fell—long and heavy—no one spoke.

Then, a bolder wealthy man approached the fallen man in black. After a moment’s hesitation, he bit his lip, crouched down, and placed his finger on the man’s nose.

"He’s stopped breathing. He’s dead."

His voice trembled as he turned to the others, who exchanged incredulous looks, utterly speechless.

Liang Siqi muttered in confusion, "What... what exactly is going on with Hong Yu? Is he even human?"

"Silence!" Liang Zhanpeng snapped. "Show some respect! It’s not ‘Hong Yu’ anymore! From now on, call him Mr. Hong! No—Master Hong!!"

"Yes, yes, from now on it must be Master Hong!" the wealthy men all nodded in agreement.

Li Tian growled, "That bastard Cheng Long really is a piece of trash!"

"No skill at all, yet he bragged so big, acting invincible. What a damn fraud!"

Shen Chong suddenly shivered, recalling something. "Damn! Earlier, I actually went against Hong Yu—no, Master Hong—because of that bastard Cheng Long!"

"What are we going to do now?"

Liang Zhanpeng sneered, "You were so smug just now, calling him an illegitimate son. Now you regret it, don’t you?"

Shen Chong hurried to Liang Zhanpeng, wailing, "Boss Liang, save me!"

"I know you have a good relationship with Master Hong. You have to help me this time!"

Liang Zhanpeng sneered, then glanced around. "Heh, do you really think Mr. Hong will save you now?"

"I can’t say for sure. You all saw just now, Mr. Hong seemed very unhappy. He didn’t say a word to us and just turned around and left."

"This is not going to be so simple."

Liang Zhanpeng’s tone grew serious.

But in truth, he was delighted.

He was glad he hadn’t been harsh earlier. After all, Hong Yu had always been close to him and had stepped up to help because of him.

His life and the family’s fortune were likely safe.

The wealthy men exchanged glances. Now they knew to regret it, but it was too late.

Judging by Hong Yu’s display, they thought they were doomed.

Liang Siqi’s face was full of worry, but suddenly, she remembered Hong Yu had been staring at the bag. An idea began to form in her mind.