Chapter 157: Chili Pepper Sealing the Throat

Pei Gaochang was somewhat surprised, not expecting Qin Tian to boldly charge forward on his own initiative.

This inevitably drew a cold smirk from him; after all, he was a fitness instructor! Furthermore, his Pei family had familial ties with the Qiu family, one of the Four Dragons of Capital City.

Consequently, Pei Gaochang had acquired quite a few special combat skills, making ordinary people no match for him whatsoever!

He was confident that fighting ten adult men at once would not be a problem for him!

Let alone Qin Tian right in front of him, who looked scrawny and devoid of any real capability.

"You two really shouldn't fight," the restaurant manager pleaded from behind the cashier counter.

"If anything gets broken, he pays for it," Qin Tian said, pointing at Pei Gaochang.

Pei Gaochang froze for a moment, then let out a cold laugh. What an ignorant and arrogant little brat!

"You little bastard, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!" Pei Gaochang sneered, striking a pose as he prepared to receive Qin Tian's attack.

"Calling me a little bastard over and over again, your mouth must be full of shit!" Qin Tian spat in disgust.

"Sharp-tongued to the end, prepare to meet your doom!" Pei Gaochang kicked off the ground, deciding to strike first as he rushed toward Qin Tian.

Pei Gaochang was confident that this punch of his, even if it wouldn't take Qin Tian's life, would surely leave him bedridden for three months!

Pei Gaochang even held back a fraction of his strength, fearing that he might kill Qin Tian outright, which would inevitably bring him trouble.

Thud!

Pei Gaochang's punch landed squarely on Qin Tian's chest, causing Pei Gaochang to immediately look smug and triumphant.

He thought to himself that this punk couldn't even dodge, truly a good-for-nothing loser!

"Huh?" Suddenly, however, Pei Gaochang realized something was amiss. Why did his fist still feel like it was pressing against a fleshy mass?

Pei Gaochang raised his head in astonishment, shocked to find Qin Tian looking right back at him with a cheerful smile.

"Why didn't you fly backward?" Pei Gaochang asked involuntarily.

He felt that his punch should have been more than enough to send Qin Tian flying!

"Fly backward? Like this?" Qin Tian hooked the corner of his mouth and returned a punch to Pei Gaochang.

"Ah!"

Pei Gaochang let out a miserable scream instantly, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string. As he flew through the air, his tongue lolled out, swinging wildly while scattering a spray of saliva.

Thud!

Pei Gaochang's back crashed heavily against a table, though the table did not overturn, merely shaking a few times.

With this shaking, the bronze hotpot resting on top of it wobbled as well, slid to the edge of the table, and ultimately toppled directly over Pei Gaochang's head.

Scalding hot red broth poured straight down from the top of Pei Gaochang's head, causing him to shriek once more as he sat paralyzed on the floor, instantly bouncing back up to his feet.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

Pei Gaochang frantically patted his head, feeling as though his scalp had been scalded right off.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill you!" Driven into a blind rage, Pei Gaochang let out a furious roar and hurled the bronze hotpot that had just been resting on his head directly at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian tilted his head sideways, easily dodging it.

"They say that after being scalded by boiling water, it's very easy to go bald. If your look were to be paired with a completely shaved head, it really would be, tsk tsk tsk," Qin Tian shook his head.

Taunted like this by Qin Tian, the anger in Pei Gaochang's heart flared even higher. He dashed over to the cashier counter and forcefully dragged Chen Sisi out.

"Get over here, or I'll finish her off!" Pei Gaochang gripped Chen Sisi's neck with his right hand, leaving her with a look of pure terror.

Qin Tian frowned slightly, not expecting Pei Gaochang to resort to this tactic and actually use a hostage to threaten him.

"What makes you think I'll be threatened by you? She and I are neither kin nor acquaintances." Qin Tian pointed at Chen Sisi and then shrugged.

Hearing Qin Tian say this, a flash of disappointment instantly crossed Chen Sisi's heart.

As for Pei Gaochang, he froze for a moment. That's right, Chen Sisi wasn't anybody special to Qin Tian anyway, so what good was grabbing her?

"If you don't come over, she will die because of you! Won't your conscience feel any guilt?" Pei Gaochang demanded, putting on a brave face.

"It will feel guilty, at most I'll burn a few more metal coins for her every year," Qin Tian shrugged.

Chen Sisi felt a surge of annoyance. How could this person say something like that? She was a human life after all!

Seeing that threats truly seemed ineffective, Pei Gaochang snorted coldly, shoved Chen Sisi aside, and once again closed in on Qin Tian.

Qin Tian let out a secret sigh of relief. Would he really stand by and let someone die? Of course that was impossible!

If Pei Gaochang had persisted for a little longer, perhaps he really would have walked over to trade places with Chen Sisi.

"I actually didn't want to fight you. I just wanted an apology from you. Once you apologize, I'll turn around and leave," Qin Tian said while dodging Pei Gaochang's attacks.

Pei Gaochang sneered coldly. An apology? Apologizing was out of the question!

Who was Pei Gaochang? He was the relative of the Four Dragons of Capital City! There was no one he dared not bully!

His consistent motto was: only I can bully you, you cannot bully me!

This was bizarre enough; outsiders would surely struggle to understand how Pei Gaochang managed to grow up like this.

Yet upon seeing that "giant baby" cowering in his mother's arms, someone might slightly begin to understand—perhaps the entire Pei family operated with this exact mindset?

"Prepare to die!" Pei Gaochang bellowed once more, charging at Qin Tian.

"You damn well keep blabbering about preparing to die, aren't you annoyed? If we're going to fight, just fight. From the very beginning until now, you've just been talking nonsense, cursing people, and screaming at the top of your lungs. You're so damn long-winded," Qin Tian said impatiently.

Qin Tian truly despised those who felt the need to let out a mighty roar when fighting, followed by a few harsh threats and fancy movements—did that really make them look imposing?

"Yaaah!" Disregarding Qin Tian's feelings entirely, Pei Gaochang let out another roar.

While dodging, Qin Tian looked for an opportunity to strike. At that exact moment, he suddenly sensed danger approaching from behind.

Glancing back, he discovered that it was actually Pei Gaochang's son, who had sneaked around behind him holding a porcelain plate, intending to launch a sneak attack.

Qin Tian glared at him, startling the boy so badly that the plate slipped from his hands, shattering into pieces with a loud crash before he flung himself back into his mother's arms in search of comfort.

"Don't cry, don't cry, be a good boy, Mommy is here," the giant baby's mother soothed.

Speechless, Qin Tian looked up at the ceiling. This entire family was a bunch of oddballs!

"Ha-dah! Go to hell!" Pei Gaochang lunged forward once more.

Qin Tian delivered a sweeping kick, tripping Pei Gaochang, and immediately followed up with an elbow strike directed at his back.

Pei Gaochang spun around fiercely, a piece of broken porcelain suddenly appearing in his hand. Qin Tian instantly retracted his arm and sidestepped out of the way.

"Hah! Go die!" Pei Gaochang bellowed again.

Qin Tian sighed. This was truly annoying.

"Oh?" Squinting, Qin Tian spotted a dish of chili powder on the table. A flash of inspiration struck him; as Pei Gaochang lunged forward, Qin Tian struck him squarely on the jaw and, taking advantage of his wide-open mouth, shoved the entire dish of chili powder right down his throat.

"Aoo, aoo..." Pei Gaochang immediately clutched his throat, howling in agony as he felt as though his windpipe was on fire!