Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

At this moment, a man in a suit walked over, followed by several bar security guards.

"Gentlemen, this lady is a waitress here. She's just a first-year college student working part-time, so I hope you gentlemen won't make things difficult for her." The man in the suit was evidently one of the bar managers, speaking calmly.

"Mr. Guo." The girl called out upon seeing the man in the suit.

Mr. Guo looked at the three young men, maintaining an unwavering attitude. Although customers are considered as gods, the bar cannot allow them to cause trouble, as it would create a sense of insecurity, deterring many customers from coming back in the future.

"Oh, I just asked her for her WeChat, how is that making things difficult?" The buzz-cut young man turned his head, his narrow eyes coldly glaring at Mr. Guo.

There was a trace of chill on Mr. Guo's face as he spoke sternly, "Our bar isn't like those dodgy ones, so if you're looking to cause trouble, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Oh? Haha, how would you be unkind, with these trashy security guards?" The buzz-cut young man laughed exaggeratedly without a shred of courtesy.

The five security guards behind Mr. Guo immediately glared, showing a hint of menace. Suddenly, a hot-tempered security guard swung his fist hard at the buzz-cut man.

"Crack."

The security guard's fist was swift, but the opponent's action was faster. Almost instantly, he accurately caught the fist and twisted it forcefully, producing the sound of bones dislocating.

"Ah!" The guard let out a miserable cry and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, the other guards immediately rushed forward.

The three young men were surprisingly skilled in martial arts, quick and decisive, and in no time, laid the security guards flat on the ground, even wrecking several tables, leaving the bar's patrons unable to drink as they all focused their gaze on the trio.

"This..." Mr. Guo broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing the scene.

"Are you really looking to cause trouble? Do you want me to call the police?" Mr. Guo blustered.

The buzz-cut young man sneered, "Call the police? Do you know who we are? We are from Quannan Martial Arts Hall, go ahead and try calling the police?"

There was a threatening tone in his voice.

Mr. Guo felt his scalp tingle hearing this. These three were from a martial arts hall, even if the police were involved, they'd at most be detained for disturbing the peace for a few days. After getting out, they'd likely come back for revenge.

"Xiao Xing, why not just give them your WeChat?" Mr. Guo's tone softened significantly as he hinted at the girl.

"Hehe, I don't want WeChat anymore, let this girl spend the night with me." The buzz-cut young man suddenly laughed coldly.

Xiao Xing shivered in fear at the young man's words, shaking her head frantically like a tambourine.

The bar patrons, some sympathetic and some watching the show, stared at the scene.

At least no one wanted to get involved.

"You practice martial arts to bully ordinary people? Tease young girls?" Just then, a cold voice arose.

The three buzz-cut young men lifted their heads to see two young men leisurely descending the stairs from the second floor.

Xiao Xing's eyes were brimmed with misty tears, fluttering her lively eyes, making her seem pitiful and stirring a protective instinct.

"Look, we've got busybodies." The buzz-cut young man's eyes flashed with malice as he stared at the two approaching men, "Nowadays, every man wants to be a hero, but don't look at yourself..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the buzz-cut young man was already flying backwards, crashing into three tables, scattering napkins, glasses, ashtrays, perfumes, and bottles everywhere.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted from the buzz-cut young man's mouth.

Inside the bar.

The crowd had yet to react when they saw the buzz-cut young man fly out, crashing through several tables and chairs, landing on the ground in stunned silence.

Even the two men accompanying the buzz-cut young man couldn't clearly see what just happened, neither of them saw Lin Mo or Ye Beichen make a move.

"This..."

The two young men exchanged a glance, both being martial artists naturally aware that the two young men before them seemed not to be trifled with.

"Senior brother." The two young men sprang into action, rushing to help the young man up.

"You dare hit me, don't you know who I am?" The injured buzz-cut young man, supported by his companion, glared venomously at Lin Mo and Ye Beichen like a poisonous snake.

"Oh? Who are you?" Ye Beichen mocked.

"I'm from Quannan Martial Arts Hall; my master is the hall's master. Offending me is akin to offending Quannan Martial Arts Hall!" The buzz-cut young man wiped his mouth as he stared at his bloodied fist, filled with resentment.

Quannan Martial Arts Hall was a top hall in Jinling, and with the trend of martial arts practice nationwide, martial artists' social status was even higher than that of wealthy individuals, with many elites eager to send their children under the hall.

Quannan Martial Arts Hall?

"I haven't heard of this Quannan Martial Arts Hall," Lin Mo frowned slightly. Ye Beichen smiled slightly, using True Yuan to transmit, "Mr. Lin, actually this Quannan Martial Arts Hall is a branch under your Four Great Martial Arts Schools. Nowadays, humans are searching nationwide for talent with the aptitude for martial arts, and each city has a martial arts hall set up, selecting the best among them for a chance to be chosen as registered disciples of the Four Great Martial Arts Schools."

Upon hearing Ye Beichen's words, Lin Mo felt a bit embarrassed.

As the master of Sword Heart Martial Arts Hall, he knew less about this. Of course, Yingzi took care of all the miscellaneous matters within Sword Heart Hall, and such trivial matters Yingzi naturally wouldn't explain to him in detail.

"Don't even know Quannan Martial Arts Hall? If you have any sense, apologize and pay up now. Otherwise, no one leaves here today." Seeing Lin Mo's embarrassed look, the buzz-cut young man's tone immediately escalated.

"Bang!"

Just as the words were uttered.

The buzz-cut young man once again flew out like a cannonball, this time having the misfortune of crashing into the gold-paper-wrapped pillar, bouncing back onto the ground.

"Ouch!" The buzz-cut young man rolled on the ground in pain.

"Aren't you from the Quannan Martial Arts Hall? Call your master here." Lin Mo spoke indifferently.

Though his tone was calm, the intimidating air chilled everyone's limbs.

"Call my master via phone." The buzz-cut young man winced as he covered his chest, speaking weakly.

One of the two companions reacted and quickly pulled out a phone to dial, "Master, I'm Xiao Xu, I'm here at the bar with senior brother, and he got beaten up. Moreover, the opponent specifically named you to come."

After spinning the tale, he hung up the call, purposely omitting their own instigation while exaggerating the buzz-cut young man's beating.

Quannan Martial Arts Hall.

Jinling City's largest martial arts hall, established officially, its status was undeniable.

In Huaxia, each major city boasts a similar type of hall, recruiting disciples for training, with the talented among them having a chance to be selected into the Four Great Martial Arts Schools, each aiming to become a disciple of these prestigious schools.

At this moment, within a quiet room of the martial arts hall.

An elongated black desk was adorned with a uniquely styled dried white flower bonsai, two cups of clear green tea steaming and emitting a light fragrant aroma, conveying a sense of Zen.