"You scoundrel!"
Schmidt could no longer tolerate Chen Xiao's sarcastic remarks. He slammed his hand on the table and glared at Chen Xiao, "You little brat, you're asking for death!"
He gritted his teeth, his jaw muscles bulging like those of a rabid beast.
Chen Xiao sneered, looking at Schmidt with disdain, "There's an old saying in China, 'When a deal falls through, friendship remains.' I merely disagree with cooperating with you, and you want to kill me? The ancients truly did not deceive us; those not of our kind have different hearts!"
"Mr. Schmidt, please calm yourself. Harmony is paramount!"
Zhao Xiaobo quickly interjected.
He wasn't helping Chen Xiao; he was helping Schmidt.
After all, he knew Chen Xiao was involved in the underworld. If it came to a fight, Schmidt, this dragon from across the river—no, it should be a dragon that crossed the sea—might not be Chen Xiao's match.
"You scoundrel, whose side are you on?"
Schmidt roared at Zhao Xiaobo.
Zhao Xiaobo quickly replied, "Mr. Schmidt, I am an employee of Kangxing Company, and you are my superior. Of course, I am on your side..."
Chen Xiao's voice boomed, "Zhao Xiaobo, you'd better not choose the wrong side. Don't forget who you are, and even more importantly, don't forget your homeland!"
"I, this... Alas, you two celestial beings are fighting, please don't involve me, alright?"
Zhao Xiaobo was caught between a rock and a hard place and didn't know what to do.
He had good intentions, but who could have imagined that his good intentions wouldn't lead to good results!
Schmidt's expression flickered, and he looked at Chen Xiao, "You bastard, you dare to sow discord!"
Saying this, he swung his fist at Chen Xiao.
He was tall and strong, having exercised regularly and trained in combat under a master. Thus, most people were no match for him.
But who was Chen Xiao? In his eyes, someone like Schmidt was no different from a three-year-old child.
"You dare to make a move?"
Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he slapped out.
*Slap—*
Mr. Schmidt's body flew through the air, spinning over 1800 degrees before landing on the floor face-down and backside-up, a classic "dog eating dirt" fall.
"Damn it, you dare to hit me? You're really asking for death! Someone, get me some people!"
After getting up, Schmidt roared like a mad dog.
Immediately, a group of bodyguards in black suits and white shirts, with earpieces, rushed in.
These bodyguards were of all complexions—black, white, and in-between. All were tall and burly, with sharp eyes and fierce expressions.
Moreover, several of them had bulging waistlines, clearly indicating they were armed.
"Kill him!"
Schmidt pointed at Chen Xiao and commanded the bodyguards.
The bodyguards swarmed towards Chen Xiao. They were well-trained and coordinated seamlessly. Seeing Chen Xiao alone and not particularly tall or robust, they assumed it would be a satisfying beatdown.
They were half right; it was indeed a satisfying beatdown, but the one being beaten was not Chen Xiao, but them.
In just three to four seconds, Chen Xiao had them all lying on the ground, utterly defeated.
Even more terrifying was that none of them could track how the slender Chinese man had moved.
"Chi, Chinese Kung Fu... it truly lives up to its reputation. Amazing, amazing..."
A dark-skinned foreigner's eyes gleamed as he spoke in broken Chinese.
Despite being badly beaten, his expression seemed happy!
Chen Xiao cupped his fists towards him and smiled, "You flatter me!"
They were bodyguards just trying to make a living. Chen Xiao held no deep hatred for them, not even any grudging resentment. After knocking them down, he ignored them.
He slowly walked towards Schmidt.
Zhao Xiaobo stammered, "Chen, Chen Xiao... What, what are you doing? I warn you not to mess around. This is Mr. Schmidt, the Global Vice President of Kangxing Group..."
"You shut your damn mouth! You ungrateful dog!"
Chen Xiao cursed, and Zhao Xiaobo, terrified, his legs went weak. He instinctively covered his mouth.
Chen Xiao walked up to Schmidt and looked down at him.
"Mr. Schmidt, do you still want to kill me?"
"You, what do you want? I warn you not to mess around, or you will pay the price!"
Schmidt threatened.
Chen Xiao chuckled and stepped on Schmidt's sharp, angular face.
"The price? Think about what price you will pay for provoking me!"
Chen Xiao slowly pressed down with his foot. Schmidt let out a pig-like scream. His once rugged and handsome face began to distort.
"Shit, fuck, I'll kill you! Ah..."
Schmidt yelled curses.
Chen Xiao, however, turned a deaf ear. When he lifted his foot, Schmidt's rugged and handsome face was completely ruined.
Half of his face was unharmed, while the other half had caved in deeply, crushed like mud. Small bone fragments were visible inside, and his eyeball was dangling.
This face could never be restored, even with a hundred plastic surgeries.
He now looked neither human nor ghost, half angel, half devil!
Chen Xiao had disfigured him this way, clearly paying homage to the "Two-Face" character from American movies, a small, twisted sense of humor.
"This is just a small lesson. If you dare to provoke Miss Song Anran again, it won't be as simple as disfigurement. Believe me, I will make you wish you were dead, but unable to die!"
With that, Chen Xiao laughed heartily and strode away.
It was only then that Schmidt understood why Chen Xiao had targeted him.
"Song Anran, so it's Song Anran! That slut! So you are all in this together..."
Schmidt roared in anger, pounding the ground.
Zhao Xiaobo was already terrified, his pants soaked. But seeing this, he felt it was an opportunity to show his loyalty.
"Mr. Schmidt, do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
"Call..."
"Okay, I'll call now!"
"Call your mother, you bastard! This is all your fault! If you hadn't recommended this scoundrel to me, I wouldn't have met him. If I hadn't met him, I wouldn't have ended up looking like this, neither human nor ghost!"
"Scoundrel, I'm going to kill you!"
Schmidt grew angrier, and disregarding his dangling eyeball, he jumped up and lunged at Zhao Xiaobo.
Zhao Xiaobo, terrified, peed himself again and turned to run. As he turned, he bumped into someone.
The person was handsome and elegant, with blond hair slicked back. He smiled faintly at Zhao Xiaobo, then opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and bit down on Zhao Xiaobo's neck...