Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

No longer qualified to stand here?

The people around were all taken aback by Qin Heng's words. Then they burst into hearty laughter, looking at Qin Heng as if he were a fool, their expressions filled with bizarre amusement.

"Is this kid joking? He's actually threatening the security guards of Jiuchong Pavilion. Who does he think he is, daring to threaten the security guards of Jiuchong Pavilion? HAHAHAHA!"

"This kid probably has no idea what Jiuchong Pavilion is. This is Beijing, where big shots are everywhere. Where did this bumpkin come from, daring to show off in Beijing?"

"Although Jiuchong Pavilion's security guards are just that, their salaries and benefits outclass most white-collar workers, okay? An annual income of 500,000! Without being in the top ten nationwide for sports majors, you wouldn't even qualify for an interview!"

"Where is this hillbilly from? This is hilarious! Not the slightest bit of self-awareness. What a piece of trash, daring to swagger in front of Jiuchong Pavilion's doors! Laughable!"

The sounds of scorn from the crowd were incessant.

"Kid, take a good look. This is Jiuchong Pavilion, not some third-rate restaurant in your hometown!" one security guard said to Qin Heng and Jiang Pingqiao with a look of disdain. "Get lost! When you're in Beijing, remember your place!"

"You two, scum from the bottom of society, have no right to come anywhere near here," another guard said, his face full of mockery. "Hurry up and roll out of here before you force us to get physical. You two pieces of trash!"

These two security guards were acting completely superior, not taking Qin Heng and Jiang Pingqiao seriously at all. In their view, these two were just country bumpkins newly arrived in Beijing—newbies who knew nothing and certainly didn't have any connections or influence. They considered them ripe for bullying.

Facing this situation, Jiang Pingqiao was at a complete loss. He had never encountered such a scenario—being surrounded and ridiculed by so many people. He felt extremely ashamed. Although Qin Heng had been the one speaking and was now the one being ridiculed, as a classmate who had come with Qin Heng, Jiang Pingqiao empathized deeply, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and bury himself.

Why has it come to this?!

What should I do now?!

He looked towards Qin Heng in despair but then saw something that shocked him immensely.

Qin Heng simply raised his hand and delivered two slaps!

SLAP! SLAP!

The crisp sounds echoed in everyone's ears. Qin Heng had slapped each of the two security guards across the face. He had used only a minuscule fraction of his strength, yet it was far more than mere security guards could withstand!

WHOOSH!!

It was as if the air itself had been torn apart. The two guards were sent flying over ten meters by Qin Heng's slaps, collapsing to the ground and wailing miserably, unable to even get back up.

Silence!

Utter silence!

The people around were dumbfounded by the scene. They were the elites of Beijing's upper-class society, accustomed to resolving matters through words, and had never encountered a situation like this.

Resorting to violence directly?!

What a joke! Isn't that just too crass?!

If word of this got out, it would be ridiculously embarrassing, becoming a laughingstock in high society.

But, what was with this kid?

Where did he come from?

He inexplicably came to the doorstep of Jiuchong Pavilion to cause a scene, and then he sent the security guards flying with a single slap each!

It was truly inconceivable!

And moreover!

He sent people flying with mere slaps!

Just a couple of slaps had flung them over ten meters, leaving them seriously injured and unable to get up on the ground. What in the hell kind of terrifying strength was this?!

Is he even human?!

Some people cautiously approached to check on the security guards Qin Heng had sent flying. After seeing their condition, they shivered involuntarily, their faces filled with horror. They looked at Qin Heng with eyes full of fear and apprehension.

One side of each security guard's face was completely mangled, reduced to a bloody, mushy pulp. Their eyes were swollen almost beyond recognition! Their mouths were twisted, all their teeth knocked out, and mouthfuls of fresh blood gushed out! Both of them were trembling and convulsing in immense pain, curled up on the ground, shivering uncontrollably. They couldn't even speak, only able to whimper and moan.

Holy shit!

That's terrifying!

Just a couple of casual slaps turned Jiuchong Pavilion's security guards—graduates from the nation's top sports universities—into such a state! That was simply too horrifying!

"Let's go inside," Qin Heng said indifferently, glancing back at Jiang Pingqiao. "There are always people who don't believe what I say. People always have to pay the price for their choices."

With that, he walked directly into the lobby of Jiuchong Pavilion as if no one else was there, utterly brazen and completely disregarding the pavilion's security system.

Among the onlookers outside, those who knew about Jiuchong Pavilion's security system sneered when they saw this.

"This kid really dares to just barge in like that! The guards at the door are actually the weakest security at Jiuchong Pavilion! Jiuchong Pavilion's security is extremely formidable. Trying to force his way in is simply suicide!"

"I think this kid just has brute strength and no brains, an IQ of zero. He really thinks he can barge into Jiuchong Pavilion just because he knocked down two security guards? That's laughable!"

"He thinks he's already defeated the final boss, but he doesn't realize those two guards were just the initial minions. This kid is going to get massacred in a bit!"

Jiang Pingqiao heard their talk and hurriedly followed Qin Heng, warning, "Be careful! This hotel's security system is said to be extremely tough!"

"No matter how numerous the ants, they cannot shake the lofty sky," Qin Heng said indifferently, standing with his hands behind his back. "Besides, the people here don't even count as ants."

Upon hearing these words, the onlookers who had followed them out were utterly flabbergasted.

Holy shit!

This is outrageously arrogant!

He's acting so haughty after merely knocking out two guards at the door! He truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!

This kid actually called Jiuchong Pavilion's security system 'ants' and compared himself to the lofty sky?!

His arrogance knows no bounds!

He's simply asking for death!

BANG!

Suddenly, a loud crash resounded, as if something extremely heavy had fallen onto the lobby floor of Jiuchong Pavilion, making the entire ground shake violently. Many people were so unsteady they nearly fell. They could vaguely see a figure jump down from the third floor, landing firmly on the ground.

"My God! It's actually him! The captain of Team Six of Jiuchong Pavilion's security system! A true Martial Artist! He's actually taken action personally?!" someone who recognized the man exclaimed loudly in shock.

Qin Heng glanced at the man.

This was a man over 1.9 meters tall with a crew cut, wearing a white tank top and black trousers. He had a rugged, fierce-looking face, and his body was a mass of bulging, knotted muscle, exuding robust power. The man looked incredibly solid, his muscle definition extraordinary, as if forged from steel. One felt that a single punch from him could easily shatter an iron pillar!

"Insect, was it you spouting nonsense here just now?" The man tilted his head back slightly, looking down at Qin Heng with contempt, as if regarding an insignificant ant. He grinned, a cold gleam in his eyes, and said, "Kneel down, kowtow ten thousand times to this master, then come lick the soles of my feet. If you do that, I'll forgive you for your bravado. I'll only tear your mouth apart and then let you leave."