Chapter 470: You Really Think You Can Get Away Unscathed After Killing Me?
Sun Jiaping’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected these two to be so arrogant.
The pot-bellied manager was also stunned by Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning’s conversation.
"You two must be blind! This is Young Master Sun!" the manager shrieked, nearly jumping to his feet.
A few tables of customers nearby, knowing trouble when they saw it, quickly got up to leave.
The Sun Family!
Of course they knew of the Sun Family’s power!
If they stayed, they might get caught in the crossfire. It was better to leave this troubled place as soon as possible.
At the same time, they felt a sliver of pity for Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning.
Once you fell into the Sun Family’s hands, you were unlikely to see the next sunrise.
Just as these guests were hurriedly leaving, a dozen or so security guards holding rubber batons rushed up.
"Hurry, hurry! It’s that bastard and his bitch! They disrespected Young Master Sun! Throw the man out the window, and wash the woman up for Young Master Sun to deal with as he pleases!" the waitress shouted.
Her gaze was, of course, fixed on Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning, her eyes looking at them as if they were already dead.
"Is this all of you?"
Just then, Jiang Xinghai stood up. "This won’t be much of a show."
Leng Ning stood up as well. "Why don’t you let me handle this?"
"Absolutely not. I can’t let you dirty your hands." Jiang Xinghai shook his head.
"I could use my feet, you know," Leng Ning said.
Jiang Xinghai shook his head. "Then you’d dirty your feet. Be good, just stand aside and watch the show. I’ll take care of it."
Their conversation, completely unabashed, sent Sun Jiaping and his cronies into a towering rage.
"You... you’re so damn arrogant!"
Sun Jiaping’s expression shifted—not out of fear, but from sheer, unadulterated fury.
"You’re wrong. I haven’t even started being arrogant yet." In a flash, Jiang Xinghai was standing right in front of Sun Jiaping.
Although he was nearly six feet tall, he looked somewhat small standing before the six-foot-seven Sun Jiaping.
However, that didn’t mean he was the weaker of the two.
And indeed, when Sun Jiaping saw Jiang Xinghai appear before him in the blink of an eye, his pupils contracted violently.
’So fast!’
’I doubt even I, a Ninth-Realm Venerable, could match that kind of speed.’
BAM!
Jiang Xinghai struck. As the waitress, the manager, and the security guards watched, Sun Jiaping’s massive body was sent flying with a single punch.
Even though Sun Jiaping weighed over three hundred pounds, he was still launched into the air by that one punch.
If not for the low ceiling, his body would have soared even higher.
Even so, his body scraped along the ceiling before brutally slamming into the back wall.
CRASH!
His massive body slid down the wall and crumpled in the corner.
In that instant, aside from Leng Ning, who was already familiar with Jiang Xinghai, everyone present fell into a dead silence.
’So strong!’
’This man’s strength is incredible!’
Everyone knew Sun Jiaping was famous for his tyrannical strength, yet in Jiang Xinghai’s hands, he was like a helpless chick, sent flying with a single punch.
"Th-this... this..." The manager’s face went pale, his mind completely blank.
As for the waitress, her jaw dropped wide open.
Who could have imagined that the man they were about to have thrown out the window would possess such destructive power?
As for the dozen or so security guards, they all dropped the rubber batons in their hands, petrified on the spot.
"You... who in the world are you?" Sun Jiaping wasn’t dead, but blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he stared at Jiang Xinghai in terror.
"Who I am isn’t important."
Jiang Xinghai raised an eyebrow and sneered. "First, I’m going to throw those two out. Then I’ll deal with you. I’m sick of looking at them."
Before the words were even out of his mouth, he turned to look at the pot-bellied manager and the waitress in the cheongsam.
"No, no, no, sir, it’s a misunderstanding! I was just..."
The pot-bellied manager snapped out of his stupor and began to beg for mercy, but he was suddenly struck by an intense pain in his gut.
Jiang Xinghai lashed out with a kick, sending the man flying straight out the window.
CRACK... CRASH!
After the glass shattered, the sound of the manager hitting the ground echoed from outside.
"And now, it’s your turn," Jiang Xinghai said, slowly walking toward the waitress.
"No, no, no! I... actually, I... Don’t—!" The waitress burst into terrified tears.
Although Jiang Xinghai generally had a soft spot for women, he felt no mercy for a vulgar, social-climbing snob like the waitress.
CRASH!
The next moment, a kick from Jiang Xinghai sent the waitress flying out the window as well.
"So, Sun Jiaping, Young Master of the Sun Family, you really enjoy throwing your weight around, don’t you?"
Jiang Xinghai’s gaze locked back onto Sun Jiaping. "And I especially enjoy killing arrogant people who think their connections make them untouchable."
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Although Sun Jiaping understood the meaning in Jiang Xinghai’s words, it was precisely because of this that he was even more terrified.
He realized in that moment that this man actually intended to kill him!
"What else? I’m sending you on your way, of course," Jiang Xinghai said matter-of-factly.
"Are you sure you want to send me on my way?"
It’s unclear what came to Sun Jiaping’s mind, but he suddenly burst out laughing. "You really think you can kill me and just walk away?!"