Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1285 - 1335: Beat Him However You Want

"Slap, slap..." Several consecutive slapping sounds suddenly echoed, and then the guy who had just spoken rudely to Chu Xiaoyao and her group swayed a few times, covered his face, and finally let out a cry.

Everyone froze instantly. Just now, it seemed like a shadow flickered, and then this scene unfolded. Nobody even saw clearly who had thrown the slap.

Chu Xiaoyao immediately shouted excitedly, "Honey, you’re amazing! You should totally teach these bastards a lesson."

Li Yifei held Chu Xiaoyao’s shoulder and said, "Did I hit them too lightly?"

Chu Xiaoyao clenched her fist and said angrily, "Yes! Scum like them deserve to be beaten even to death."

Only then did everyone realize that the one who took action was Li Yifei. Chu Xiaoyao’s classmates widened their eyes in disbelief. In this situation, Li Yifei had dared to strike first. On the other side were more than ten people, clearly looking like street thugs. Most people would avoid confrontation, yet he chose to provoke them instead. This would definitely infuriate the other side—how could this possibly end peacefully?

Ye Ningfeng was startled by Chu Xiaoyao’s words and quickly said, "Brother-in-law, don’t be too impulsive."

Li Yifei nodded and said, "I know what I’m doing."

Only then did Ye Ningfeng breathe a sigh of relief. He knew just how much Li Yifei cared about his loved ones. If Li Yifei were truly egged on by Chu Xiaoyao to kill someone, it wouldn’t amount to much trouble for him personally, but cleaning up the aftermath would certainly be a headache.

"Hell no! You dare hit me? Brothers, get him!" Blockhead finally snapped out of it and cursed loudly, leading the charge toward Li Yifei.

The rest of the thugs followed suit, rushing up—all ten-plus of them charging forward like an intimidating tidal wave.

Chu Xiaoyao’s classmates immediately recoiled in fear, retreating to the back. But Chu Xiaoyao didn’t retreat at all; instead, she said enthusiastically, "Honey, honey, let me fight them too."

Li Yifei chuckled adoringly and said, "Already my wife, and still so mischievous."

"I don’t care! I have to hit them. I’ve been bottling it up all day—you have to let me vent."

"Alright!" Li Yifei agreed, then smiled and said, "Slap him across the face."

Chu Xiaoyao immediately swung her palm. The moment the charging Blockhead approached Li Yifei, he somehow spun half a turn, and his tall frame suddenly seemed to shrink. His face ended up perfectly aligned with Chu Xiaoyao’s swinging hand.

A crisp slap echoed through the air as Blockhead was squarely struck. Fortunately, Chu Xiaoyao lacked strength; if this had been someone like Lin Qiong, who had already cultivated True Qi, this blow would’ve been far harder to endure.

"Damn it!" Blockhead roared after being slapped, and the fact that a little girl had struck him made him feel an incredible loss of face. He let out an angry roar and lunged at Li Yifei again.

But the response he got was Chu Xiaoyao raining down slaps on him non-stop. Back in the day, Li Yifei had been able to help Chu Xiaoyao pull off this kind of move, and now with his greatly enhanced skills, it was even easier. The thugs charging forward were no more than puppets in his hands, controlled by invisible strings. How they moved was entirely up to him, and he guided Chu Xiaoyao to hit them however she pleased.

Despite the dozen thugs surrounding Li Yifei and Chu Xiaoyao, the two moved effortlessly, weaving through the crowd as if taking a leisurely stroll. None of the thugs were able to touch them, but Chu Xiaoyao seemed to score her hits with absolute precision, her little fists and palms targeting the opponents’ faces every time. With her punches lacking power, hitting other parts of their bodies wouldn’t hurt much—hence, she focused squarely on their faces.

Initially, Chu Xiaoyao used slaps, but her hands quickly grew sore. Then she switched to punching, carefully aiming her small fists at softer areas of the face, like the nose or eye sockets. Li Yifei deftly maneuvered the thugs into place so that her punches landed perfectly, soon leaving her opponents with bruised and swollen faces, and several suffered from bleeding noses.

Zhou Xiaoyue, originally frightened, began feeling giddy watching the brawl. Breathlessly, she cried out, "Brother-in-law, I want to fight too!"

Li Yifei laughed heartily, pulling Chu Xiaoyao out of the crowd. When he dashed back in, Zhou Xiaoyue was already following closely behind.

Ye Ningfeng, who had some martial skills himself, watched in astonishment. Though sheer numbers didn’t matter much against a true expert, seeing Li Yifei effortlessly handle the situation—and somehow involve two young girls in the fun—was incomprehensibly impressive. His skills were completely out of this world.

Zhou Xiaoyue initially hesitated to act, but Chu Xiaoyao quickly encouraged her, saying, "Little Yue, don’t be scared. Hit them however you like! With our husband here, you’ve got nothing to worry about."

Li Yifei smiled and added, "No worries. Just enjoy yourself."

Finally emboldened, Zhou Xiaoyue swung her little fists and began hitting the thugs. After a couple of strikes, the latent violence buried deep in her nature erupted uncontrollably. She grew increasingly excited, punching wildly while shouting thrilled cries of delight.

Watching this, Ye Ningfeng was both mortified and amused. Zhou Xiaoyue, usually a lively but obedient cousin, had completely unleashed her unrestrained side tonight. If their aunt and uncle were to see this, who knows what expressions they would make?

At the same time, Ye Ningfeng’s respect for Li Yifei deepened. Handling a fight on his own was one thing; casually guiding two untrained girls through it for fun showed unfathomable skill. No wonder Li Yifei was considered the strongest special forces operative in Huaxia—it was fully deserved.

Meanwhile, the village chief was wide-eyed with disbelief. He had assumed his second son bringing such a large group of men would terrify the opponents into submission. Instead, not only hadn’t they backed down, they’d made the first move, beating his men up so badly that they were now bloodied and miserable. The chief couldn’t wrap his mind around it—how could ten-plus men fail against one man and two young girls, ending up this badly bruised?

In truth, these thugs weren’t seriously injured; their wounds were mostly superficial—a patchwork of bruises and cuts. But their bloodied noses and lips made them appear far worse off than they were, creating a far more intimidating spectacle. This was why, despite the prolonged fight, none of them backed down.

"Stop it!" A sudden command boomed out from the doorway, and several figures rushed in, four of whom were dressed in police uniforms.

Ye Ningfeng narrowed his eyes, his expression turning grim. It seemed the opposing side had actually brought the police.

The thugs spotted the police and immediately ceased fighting, feeling no fear. These cops were summoned by Blockhead’s brother and were clearly on their side. Why would they be worried?

Among the newcomers was Zhao Zhisheng, the village chief’s eldest son. He looked baffled as his younger brother’s group of ten-plus men all sported bloodied faces, yet the opposition—just three people—stood perfectly untouched. He whispered urgently to his father for clarification.

"Honey, my hands hurt," Chu Xiaoyao complained, extending two small hands with reddened knuckles. Despite Li Yifei’s trick to adjust the opponents’ positioning to minimize damage to her hands, continuous punching inevitably left them sore.

Li Yifei smiled slightly and held Chu Xiaoyao’s hands. "Don’t worry; you’ll feel better soon."

Guiding his Innate Vital Energy into Chu Xiaoyao’s hands, he quickly healed the minor injuries. Previously, his True Qi couldn’t achieve this, but now his advanced Innate Vital Energy made it possible. In less than half a minute, her hands were good as new.

"Little Yue, you should let him treat yours as well," Chu Xiaoyao said, motioning to Zhou Xiaoyue.

Zhou Xiaoyue hesitated, then stuck out her tongue bashfully. "It’s fine—mine doesn’t hurt much."

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "Aww, feeling shy? I’m your brother-in-law, not a stranger. Why hesitate?"

"You’re right! You’re my brother-in-law." Zhou Xiaoyue promptly extended her small hands, and Li Yifei took them gently, transmitting his Vital Energy.

She felt a soft, refreshing stream envelop her hands, easing the pain and bringing a cool, soothing sensation. In an instant, her discomfort was gone.

"Does it still hurt?" Li Yifei released her hands and asked, smiling warmly.

"Not at all! Brother-in-law, you’re amazing!" Zhou Xiaoyue replied with a sweet smile.

Chu Xiaoyao chimed in proudly, "Of course! My husband is the best."

The three of them joked and laughed together, completely disregarding the police officers. Chu Xiaoyao’s worried classmates stood off to the side, uncertain what to do. But seeing how capable Chu Xiaoyao’s husband was, they concluded the situation would likely be handled easily.

"Do you realize what you’re doing?" Zhao Zhisheng asked after gathering the facts, his face stern as he approached Li Yifei.

Li Yifei glanced at him, his expression darkening. "Are you the son of that scoundrel?"

"Watch your mouth," Zhao Zhisheng snapped, glaring.

"Watch it? I won’t. What are you going to do about it?" Li Yifei challenged, staring Zhao Zhisheng down.

Zhao Zhisheng’s glare intensified. "Keep it up, and I’ll arrest you. I suspect you’re a wanted criminal. We’re taking you in for investigation."

"A wanted criminal? You’re a cop?" Li Yifei’s eyes flashed coldly.

Zhao Zhisheng sneered, "Don’t you see the police uniforms here? Behave, or you risk an even greater charge for resisting law enforcement."

"Oh, so the police work for your family now? Impressive," Li Yifei remarked with a faint, disdainful smile, though behind it lay a chilling aura of menace.