80: Not only is he handsome, he can also fight!

The rectification work at the Red Flag Meat Processing Plant came to a swift conclusion.

As for those unscrupulous suppliers who provided water-injected meat, Chu Yueli showed absolutely no mercy.

Not only did she announce on the spot that they would be permanently blacklisted, but she also had the newly established Legal Department draft lawyer's letters. They would be published in the newspaper tomorrow, and they would sue them for fraud in court.

This series of decisive actions thoroughly straightened out the factory's atmosphere.

"Mr. Lin, I've noted everything down."

Chu Yueli closed the exquisite calfskin notebook, looking at Lin Chuan with a face full of expectation like a primary school student who just scored a perfect hundred.

"From now on, production, hygiene, and procurement will all follow the standards you mentioned."

"Alright."

Lin Chuan nodded, glancing at the watch on his wrist.

"It's already past one o'clock, no wonder my stomach is growling."

"Let's go, eat first. After eating, we can conveniently check on how my second brother's supermarket is coming along."

"Okay! My treat today!"

Chu Yueli smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, as she proactively opened the door of the tiger head benz.

"I know a barbecue place that's absolutely amazing. It's over in Old Daowai. The meat is super fresh, though the environment is a bit... down-to-earth. I hope you don't mind, sir."

"Down-to-earth is good. I like places with a lively, authentic atmosphere."

...Old Daowai, Dacheng Barbecue.

This place was quite famous in Harbin in 1992.

Although it was just a roadside open-air stall with a sunshade canopy, it was bustling with noise and excitement at this moment.

On the charcoal grill, lamb skewers sizzled and dripped with oil. The aroma of cumin and chili powder could be smelled from miles away.

Many shirtless men, their feet resting on crates of Harbin Beer, were loudly playing drinking games and shouting.

Lin Chuan and Chu Yueli found a seat near the edge and sat down.

The two of them sitting there was quite an eye-catching sight.

One was a young, handsome man in a sharp suit, with an extraordinary aura.

The other was a stunning beauty in a flowing dress, radiating an air of nobility.

In this barbecue stall filled with oily smoke and the smell of sweat, they were like two white swans landing in a chicken coop.

"Boss! Thirty lamb skewers! Two large lamb kidneys! Two chicken wings! And some tendon, heart vessels, and balut!"

Chu Yueli ordered skillfully, without any airs of a young lady. Instead, she exuded a straightforward, hearty spirit.

"Coming right up!"

Soon, steaming hot skewers were brought to the table.

Lin Chuan didn't stand on ceremony either. He grabbed a skewer and pulled the meat off with his mouth, his lips glistening with oil.

"Hmm! This flavor is spot on!"

"Here, cheers!"

The two of them didn't use glasses. They just clinked the green glass bottles of Big White Pear Soda directly.

"Mr. Lin, eating with you always feels especially enjoyable."

Chu Yueli watched Lin Chuan's unpretentious way of eating, resting her chin on one hand, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Right at this warm and harmonious moment.

Suddenly.

The previously noisy chatter around them seemed to quiet down a bit.

Immediately after, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from all directions.

"Whoosh, clatter!"

A large group of flashily dressed, ruffian-like youths—more than twenty of them—surrounded them, swaggering over.

Some were holding beer bottles, others had long objects wrapped in newspaper tucked into their clothes.

As soon as this gang arrived, the surrounding customers were so frightened they quickly lowered their heads to eat. Some even slipped away without paying, taking advantage of the chaos.

Any fool could tell something was about to go down!

Leading them was a skinny guy with long hair and a face full of Pockmarks.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and, without looking where he was going, walked straight into Lin Chuan's table.

"Ah, shit!"

The skinny guy pretended to trip over Chu Yueli's chair leg, spilling his beer all over the ground.

"How are you sitting? Are you blind?!"

"You got my new pants all dirty!"

The skinny guy planted one foot on the stool next to Chu Yueli, his dead-fish eyes fixed on her, the ash from his cigarette almost falling onto her dress.

Chu Yueli frowned slightly and put down the skewer in her hand.

She keenly sensed a hint of murderous intent.

These guys weren't ordinary drunks.

In the middle of the day, with over twenty people surrounding one table, they were clearly targeting them!

"Gentlemen."

Chu Yueli took a deep breath. Although she hadn't brought any bodyguards, the aura of a mafia princess was still present.

She coldly raised her head, her gaze sharp.

"I am Chu Yueli of the Chu family."

"My father is Chu Xiong."

"If I accidentally bumped into you, I can compensate you."

"But if you're deliberately picking a fight..."

"I advise you to first inquire about the weight the Chu family carries."

If these were local Harbin hoodlums, hearing Chu Xiong's name would have made them kneel on the spot and call her 'Miss.'

But these guys were desperate thugs Huang Xingguo had specially paid a hefty sum to bring in from out of town!

They would leave after this job; they didn't give a damn about this 'Xiong' or that 'Xiong.'

In their eyes, she was just a pretty little woman, and there was a pretty boy waiting to be slaughtered.

"Chu Xiong? Chu who?"

The skinny guy was stunned for a moment, then burst into a lewd laugh.

"Hahahaha! Brothers! This little chick is trying to scare me with some bullshit name!"

"Chu Xiong? I'm a fucking bear!"

The surrounding twenty-plus hoodlums also roared with laughter, their voices full of lust and contempt.

"Little sister, cut the useless crap."

The skinny guy leaned down, his pockmarked face getting close to Chu Yueli's, his breath reeking of garlic.

"I don't care whose family you're from."

"I just know that your looks are really something to be admired!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this little face, this little figure..."

The skinny guy licked his lips, his eyes brazenly scanning Chu Yueli's chest.

"If you come with me to the nearby woods for a... deep exchange..."

"I promise you'll feel heavenly! Hahaha!"

"You're fucking asking for death!!"

Chu Yueli was furious. In all her life, when had she ever suffered such an insult?

She instinctively reached for her waist but found nothing.

Only then did she remember that to meet Lin Chuan's parents, she had dressed like a lady today. That self-defense gun was left in the car!

The car was across the road; there was no way to get to it!

"Oh? A little chili pepper, are we?"

Seeing her like this, the skinny guy grew even more interested.

"I like 'em feisty!"

Saying this, this foolhardy thing actually stretched out his grimy paw, aiming to touch Chu Yueli's fair, tender face.

"Come on! Let me feel how smooth it is..."

Just as his fingertips were less than five centimeters away from Chu Yueli's face.

A large, well-defined hand.

Appeared out of thin air.

Firmly grabbed the skinny guy's wrist.

It was like an iron clamp gripping a piece of rotten wood.

"Huh?"

The skinny guy was startled and tried to pull his hand back.

It didn't budge an inch!

He turned his head and met Lin Chuan's calm, unfathomable eyes.

Lin Chuan was still chewing a piece of tendon, not even having swallowed it yet.

He took a napkin and meticulously wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

"Eating a meal peacefully, and there's always flies buzzing around?"

Lin Chuan's voice was flat.

"You pathetic piece of trash, you dare to touch her?"

"Fuck! Pretty boy, you're looking for death! Let go!!"

The skinny guy was enraged. With his other hand, he grabbed a beer bottle from the table to smash it.

But the next second.

"Crack—!!"

A sickeningly crisp sound rang out.

It was the sound of bones being crushed into powder!

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

An extremely shrill scream instantly drowned out all the noise in the barbecue stall.

The skinny guy's wrist, in Lin Chuan's hand, looked like a crushed sausage, directly flattening!

Bone fragments at the break pierced through the skin, and blood spurted out with a *splatter*!

"My hand!! My hand!!"

The skinny guy was in so much pain he fell to his knees, snot and tears instantly covering his face, his whole body convulsing as if electrocuted.

Lin Chuan casually flung him aside.

Thud!

This hundred-plus-pound living person was directly thrown away, smashing through two tables before finally crashing into a nearby tree, knocked unconscious.

Dead silence fell over the scene.

The twenty-plus hoodlums were dumbfounded.

What the hell? Is this guy human?

Crushing bones with one hand? Throwing a person away like trash?

"Shit! This guy's tough!!"

"He's a martial artist!"

"Brothers! Don't be afraid! No matter how good he is, he's just one person!"

"Let's rush him together! Kill him!!"

A burly man holding a long object wrapped in newspaper roared.

The newspaper was torn open, revealing a two-foot-long machete!

"Kill!!"

"Cripple him!!"

In an instant, more than twenty people, like hungry wolves, charged forward howling, brandishing various weapons—machetes, steel pipes, even the metal skewers used for barbecue.

The onlookers around screamed and scattered in panic.

Chu Yueli's face turned deathly pale.

"Mr. Lin! Be careful!!"

These were more than twenty blades!

In her view.

Without a gun, even Long Wu would get hurt here!

Moreover, she knew that Lin Chuan was just a university student who had never practiced any martial arts.

Flesh and blood, facing these blades!

He's done for!

However.

Lin Chuan, at the center of the storm.

Smiled.

It was the excited smile of a hunter seeing prey.

He had just eaten the three-billion-yuan Diamond Strength Pill and was itching to use his newfound strength.

And now they delivered themselves to his doorstep?

"A bunch of trash."

Instead of retreating, Lin Chuan advanced.

He casually picked up the empty Big White Pear glass bottle from the table.

"Bang!"

Lin Chuan's figure moved as fast as an afterimage.

The first burly man charging with a machete hadn't even raised his blade overhead.

The wine bottle in Lin Chuan's hand had already smashed against his forehead.

Crash!

The bottle shattered. The burly man didn't even make a sound, falling straight backward and knocking down the people behind him.

Immediately after, Lin Chuan took a stride forward, directly charging into the crowd.

This was simply a tiger among sheep!

This was completely a one-sided slaughter!

"Clang!"

A machete slashed hard onto Lin Chuan's shoulder, tearing his suit.

The hoodlum who swung the blade didn't even have time to feel happy before his wrist went numb and his palm split open.

The blade felt like it had struck a steel plate; sparks even flew out!

Lin Chuan swung his arm in a wide arc, backhanding a slap across the guy's face.

"Smack!"

The hoodlum's head spun halfway around his neck as if hit by a truck. Several bloody teeth mixed with saliva flew several meters away.

The whole person flew sideways, embedding himself into a roadside coal pile.

"Holy shit! Is this even human?!"

The remaining hoodlums were scared out of their wits.

Invulnerable to blades?

Immense strength?

Is this fucking the Giant Spirit God?!

"Come on, come on, continue."

Lin Chuan patted the dust off his shoulder, his eyes mocking.

And Chu Yueli's beautiful eyes were now wide and bright. She never expected Mr. Lin to be a master of both pen and sword.

Not only is he handsome, but he's also a fierce fighter!