Black Witch Petting Husband Strategy

Chapter 481: Paralyzed Boss

Seeing this situation, the burly man not only showed no fear, but even with a bit of contempt and disdain, he glanced at the unidentified people holding sharp blades and staring at him. He was calm, like a tiger that had experienced many battles, and did not flinch in the face of a pack of wolves. He looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

At this tense moment, something unexpected happened. The little man was even more powerful than the big man! He walked towards Qin Fei and the others with a smile on his face. He didn't care about the reactions of the people around him at all. He said as he walked:

"My three guests, I am so sorry to have disturbed your enjoyment of eating noodles. I would like to apologize to you all. Please move over here and sit down. The kitchen has already started to prepare for you. This meal will naturally be charged to the guest who caused trouble. Is there anything else you would like to eat? Just ask, and it will all be charged to that guest."

After saying that, the short man enthusiastically led Qin Fei and others to another empty table, and carefully arranged for them to sit down one by one.

His action was enough to make the burly man so angry that he was fuming and his knuckles turned white.

Then, he deftly filled each person's cup with steaming hot tea, then turned back to the burly man surrounded by the crowd and confronted him again.

"This fight can actually be paused?" Sanwa said in surprise, and then covered his mouth and laughed.

"Maybe this is the unique customs and culture of the North." Qin Fei said nonchalantly.

The burly man looked down at the short man below him. His face flushed with anger and veins popped out on his forehead. He pointed his thick finger at the short man's nose and cursed:

"You are such a fool, how dare you mess with me? I will teach you a lesson today!"

Before he finished speaking, the burly man suddenly raised one foot, and his thigh, as thick as a pillar, kicked towards the short man with a sharp sound.

Everyone thought that with this kick, the short man would be kicked away like a kite with a broken string. However, something unexpected happened - a flash of cold light suddenly flashed, as fast as lightning, leaving no time for people to react.

With a loud bang, a heavy machete fell to the ground with blood.

When everyone saw clearly, they found that the leg that the burly man kicked out was actually missing half of it! Between the calf and thigh, which were supposed to be connected, there was only a lonely, half-broken leg sticking out abruptly, blood splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

"Ah! Where is my leg?" The burly man's face was full of fear and confusion. He stared at his empty leg with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

At this moment, the severe pain seemed not to have been transmitted to his nervous system, allowing him to remain calm for the time being.

"Don't look for it, it's here." The short man next to him crossed his arms over his chest, with a cold and playful smile on his face. He kicked the chopped-off leg like a ball and kicked it directly in front of the burly man.

With this action, the burly man finally realized the seriousness of the situation. In an instant, a piercing pain surged like a tide, instantly spreading to every nerve ending in his body.

"Ah! Ah—my legs!"

He let out a series of extremely shrill screams, and his body, which had originally been standing on one leg, could no longer support that huge and burly figure, and he fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

Lying on the cold, hard ground, the burly man ignored the pain in his body and struggled to crawl forward, begging bitterly as he crawled:

"Master, please forgive me! I really know I was wrong. Whatever compensation you want, I will give it to you right away. Please be merciful and spare my life..."

The burly man who was originally extremely fierce and intimidating seemed to have completely changed at this moment. He no longer had the slightest bit of ferocity. He was actually kneeling on one leg, knocking his head repeatedly, and begging for mercy.

However, facing such a scene, the short man remained calm, with a friendly smile on his face, as if everything that happened before his eyes had nothing to do with him. He just stood there quietly, and said slowly in a gentle tone:

"Well, in that case, you must remember that in addition to the damage you caused before, you also have to pay for cleaning the floor and for the compensation you incurred for disturbing my customers with your pig's trotter. The total is 100,000 taels of silver. If you pay even a penny less, I will unceremoniously chop off your head and cook it in soup for my guests to enjoy!"

"vomit……"