Chapter 340 - Chapter 340: Chapter 340: The Arrogant Fatty (1/2)

Chapter 340: Chapter 340: The Arrogant Fatty

At noon, the foot traffic in the restaurant peaked, all seats were occupied, and there wasn’t even standing room.

The restaurant was understaffed, so Chen Yu and Tong Ya had no choice but to lend a hand.

Just then, a sleazy-looking man holding an invitation card skulked into the restaurant.

“Who’s the boss here?”

Chen Yu frowned, “I am!”

The man sized up Chen Yu and handed him the invitation.

“Our boss wants to invite you for a meal, come with us now.”

With this tone and this attitude, it was obvious that the visitor had ill intentions.

Tong Ya quickly ran over, about to speak, but Chen Yu stopped her.

“May I know who your boss is?”

The man arrogantly said, “You’ll find out once you get there, hurry up now. It’s an honor for our boss to invite you for a meal, and if you’re late, you’ll bear the consequences!”

Without saying much, Chen Yu changed his clothes and followed the guy straight out the door.

But after just two steps, the guy led Chen Yu into the elevator of the adjacent building, heading straight for the third sub-level.

The foundation of this building was very deep, with a total of six underground levels.

The bottom three levels were used as a parking garage, and the top three levels were an entertainment complex.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally arrived at a fairly well-decorated room. A fat man with a big face was holding a remote control and lounging on the sofa, incessantly flipping channels.

Dressed in shorts and a tank top, his shirt crept up, exposing a flabby, greasy, and snow-white belly.

Upon seeing this man, Chen Yu felt a wave of disgust as the man lay there like a half-dead wastrel.

He even had the urge to rush forward and kill the man.

The man appeared disdainful, giving Chen Yu a sidelong glance without moving an inch.

“So it’s you who just opened a restaurant in my territory?”

Chen Yu wasn’t one to indulge him; he sat down and picked up a cup of wine from the table.

“Yes, it’s me. What advice do you have?”

The fat man suddenly sat up, his greasy facial flesh trembling.

“Boy, do you know where you are? Daring to be so arrogant in front of me, do you believe I can make sure you never leave this place?”

A murderous look flashed in Chen Yu’s eyes. He had never seen someone so shamelessly brazen—calling him over for no reason and acting so arrogant.

In his eyes, the fat man was already a dead man.

“You can try!”

The fat man snorted coldly, as if no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

He tossed aside the remote control and grabbed a nearby wine bottle, walking towards Chen Yu.

But before he could make a move, Chen Yu’s body flashed behind him like lightning, striking him hard on the spine.

The crisp sound of bones cracking and a pitiful scream echoed instantly in the room, and several bodyguards, seeing this, quickly pulled out their carry-on machetes and rushed forward.

As they charged, a blue-white light suddenly erupted from Chen Yu, and before they could react, they collapsed to the ground as if electrified.

Ling Ling had by that time already appeared on Chen Yu’s shoulder.

[“I’ve already activated the autonomous defense system; they’ve all been stunned and won’t be waking up for a few days.”]

Chen Yu simply nodded his head and flipped the fat man over, grabbing his throat with one hand.