"Chen Xiaobei, you're fucking asking for it!" Zhao Erhu kicked viciously at Chen Xiaobei's crotch.
"Erhu, don't!" Wang Meifen shouted desperately. She wanted to shield Chen Xiaobei, but she wasn't fast enough.
But suddenly, Wang Meifen saw only a black shadow flash before her eyes as Chen Xiaobei unexpectedly dodged the attack. His lips curled in disdain. "Is that all you've got?"
To others, Zhao Erhu's kick had been incredibly fast. But in Chen Xiaobei's eyes, it was not only full of flaws but also seemed to move in slow motion. The Nine Heavens Demon-Vanquishing Technique truly lives up to its name. Given time, I'm certain I'll become renowned throughout the world. When that happens, we'll see if Xi Yao still acts so high and mighty! An endless surge of elation filled Chen Xiaobei. He scoffed, "Zhao Erhu, you're pathetic. You might as well get on your knees and apologize to Sister Wang right now. Beating up trash like you gives me no sense of accomplishment!"
Zhao Erhu's eyes blazed with fury, his mind completely reeling. He knew Chen Xiaobei's abilities all too well. Except for the rare times he got fierce while protecting Shen Jiawen, Chen Xiaobei never stood a chance against him. When did he get so strong? Gazing at Chen Xiaobei's smug, triumphant expression, Zhao Erhu said coldly, "Chen Xiaobei, I swear, I will cripple you today! You care so much for Shen Jiawen, don't you? I'll screw her right in front of you and make her scream with pleasure."
As he spoke, Zhao Erhu suddenly pulled a dagger from his clothes and thrust it at Chen Xiaobei's chest.
"Zhao Erhu, you're courting death!"
An intimidating aura erupted from Chen Xiaobei's body. In this world, his sister-in-law was his untouchable scale. He had originally planned to just beat Zhao Erhu up and be done with it. But since this bastard dared to insult her, he would have to pay a painful price.
This time, Chen Xiaobei didn't bother to dodge. He seized Zhao Erhu's wrist and twisted it hard!
CRACK!
"Ahhhhh!" Zhao Erhu let out a horrific scream.
Before his scream could even end, Chen Xiaobei grabbed his other arm and twisted it as well. Another agonized cry rang out as both of Zhao Erhu's arms were broken.
"Ahhhh! It hurts! It's killing me!" Zhao Erhu fell to his knees, his face contorted and veins bulging from the pain. "Chen Xiaobei, I... I was wrong! Please, spare me!"
"You bastard! I told you before that I'd fight you to the death if you ever thought about my sister-in-law again. You just don't learn, do you? How could I possibly spare a beast like you?" Chen Xiaobei's eyes were bloodshot, his entire body enveloped in a murderous aura. At that moment, he was like a demon, capable of ending Zhao Erhu's life in an instant.
Zhao Erhu was so terrified he wet himself. "Chen Xiaobei, Brother Bei, Grandpa Bei, I really know I was wrong!" he cried out. "I was just running my mouth! I'd never dare to covet your sister-in-law! And—" He looked toward Wang Meifen and said, "Didn't you want me to apologize to Wang Meifen? I'll do it now..."
But before he could finish, Chen Xiaobei kicked him to the ground.
"You want to apologize now? It's too late!" Chen Xiaobei snarled. "An animal like you doesn't deserve to be a man!"
"What... what are you going to do?" Chilled to the bone with fear, Zhao Erhu tried to get up and flee, but he found he had no strength left.
Then, Chen Xiaobei lifted his foot and stomped down hard on his crotch. Even that wasn't enough to vent his anger. He ground his heel in a few more times before finally lifting his foot. Zhao Erhu was now a wreck on the floor, gasping more than breathing, his eyes rolling back into his head.
But who was Chen Xiaobei? The Nine Heavens Demon-Vanquishing Technique wasn't just a top-tier cultivation technique; it also contained countless unparalleled medical skills. With a few quick presses on Zhao Erhu's lower body, Chen Xiaobei stopped the bleeding. The pain, however, remained just as intense.
"Zhao Erhu, get lost while I'm in a good mood. If there's a next time, I swear I'll break your other two legs as well."
Chen Xiaobei kicked the man aside.
"Brother Bei, I promise there won't be a next time! Thank you for sparing my life," Zhao Erhu stammered. "I'm going, I'm going!"
He didn't dare utter another peep. He scrambled out of the grocery store, half crawling, half running.
After driving Zhao Erhu away, Chen Xiaobei turned his gaze to Wang Meifen. Sister Wang's ordeal tonight was just too horrible! The successive shocks had left Wang Meifen in a daze. She didn't even notice her breasts were exposed and just sat on the ground, wiping away her tears.
Chen Xiaobei found himself swallowing hard as the lust he had just suppressed flared up again. How in the world did her breasts get so big? They're even larger than the 'Little Phoenix' watermelons sold outside. Best of all, they don't sag in the slightest—it's simply heaven-defying! If I could just get a feel of those, it would be absolutely heavenly... But no, I can't do that. Sister Wang is kind and beautiful. She helped me out so much when my sister-in-law was in her postnatal confinement. Right now, what she needs is understanding and comfort. Taking advantage of her would make me no better than an animal.
With this in mind, Chen Xiaobei patted Wang Meifen's shoulder. "Sister Wang, it's over now. Stop crying. I've crippled Zhao Erhu, so he won't dare come back. As for Wei Long, just—"
Before he could finish, he felt a softness against his chest as Wang Meifen threw herself into his arms.
"Sob, sob... Xiaobei, why is my life so hard! It was all Wei Long's fault, so why is he pinning all the blame on me? If you hadn't been here, I... I might have hanged myself! Sob..."
Tears streamed down Wang Meifen's face, quickly soaking the front of Chen Xiaobei's shirt. Her large breasts were constantly pressed against his chest, causing Chen Xiaobei's tent to pitch once again. This is absolute torture!
But seeing how heartbroken she was, he couldn't bring himself to leave. He could only pat her smooth back and comfort her. "Sister, Wei Long isn't worth your tears. You have a long life ahead of you; you have to look forward. It's getting late. You should get some rest."
Just as he was about to leave, Wang Meifen grabbed his hand. She said with embarrassment, "Xiaobei... my legs have gone soft. I can't stand up!"
"Uh, no problem. I'll carry you inside," Chen Xiaobei said without hesitation.
He picked up her delicate body and carried her into the back room. Wang Meifen nestled obediently against his broad chest, a shy crimson blush spreading across her cheeks.
"Xiaobei, can you... can you keep me company for a while? I'm a little scared," she whispered.
The moment they were on the kang bed, Wang Meifen clung to Chen Xiaobei, refusing to let go. Tonight's terrifying ordeal had left her body still trembling. On top of that, she had been a lonely widow for so long, and the confrontation with Zhao Erhu had stirred desires that had been buried deep inside her. Now, as she gazed at the bright, handsome young man before her, Wang Meifen felt an unbearable heat course through her.
"Xiaobei, you saved me. How can I ever repay you?" she asked shyly.
"Sister Wang," Chen Xiaobei replied awkwardly, "with our relationship, there's no need to talk about repayment. You're making it sound so formal."
"There is!" Wang Meifen blushed even deeper. "Don't all the stories say that a life-saving grace should be repaid with one's body? But I'm just a 'worn-out shoe.' What right do I have to marry you? If you wouldn't mind... just take me, this once. Consider it my repayment for saving my life!"
"Huh?"
Chen Xiaobei was utterly dumbfounded. Is this woman for real? Doesn't she have any modesty at all?