Peerless Bodyguard of a Stunning Beauty-Chapter 432 - 393: A Bucket of Mysterious Liquid

When the people in the nightclub saw the group of foreign criminals rushing toward Zhao Rong with daggers drawn, they couldn't help but lament. "These foreigners are ruthless and vicious. It seems this young Chinese man is in great danger..." Some even slammed their tables and stood up, unable to tolerate the sight. "These scoundrels, daring to run wild on our land! Isn't there anyone who can deal with these villains?" An older man with a youthful heart scanned the crowd, searching for a capable fighter. "I hope someone with superb kung fu shows up to save this young man and defeat this foreign gang…"

Just as everyone around doubted Zhao Rong and believed he would surely be killed by the criminals, he charged forward. Outnumbered yet undaunted, he pointed at the tall, menacing foreigners brandishing their daggers and roared, "You scum of society, foreign trash, how dare you cause trouble on our territory? If you know what's good for you, drop your weapons right now and get the hell off our land!"

When the gang of foreign criminals heard these bold words from a young man who looked short, thin, and as if he couldn't even truss a chicken, they burst into laughter and began to mock him. A dark-skinned criminal said to a pale-skinned one, "This Chinese guy is clearly a weakling. We'll make him die on our blades today." A criminal reeking of body odor said to another drenched in strong cologne, "This Chinese punk has no height, no muscle, and no strength. Today, we'll let him have a taste of how sturdy our bodies are, how immense our strength is, and how viciously we strike."

With that, a dark-skinned foreigner brandishing a dagger charged at Zhao Rong. When the three beauties standing behind him saw the man rushing to stab him, their faces turned pale with fright. Lili stepped in front of Zhao Rong. "Zhao Rong, why do these bad men want to stab you?"

Zhao Rong gently moved Lili behind him and smiled. "Because they're bad people, and I'm a good person."

With that, he leaped into action, meeting the tall and powerful man head-on. The man looked at Zhao Rong with utter disdain. "Chinese boy, I'll use this dagger to kill you and leave you dead at my feet."

Zhao Rong struck a pose—White Crane Spreads Its Wings—and retorted, "Bring it on. Watch how I kill you with a single kick."

As the man thrust the dagger toward Zhao Rong's heart, Zhao Rong jumped into the air and executed a spinning roundhouse kick. The blow not only knocked the dagger from the man's hand but also snapped his head violently to the side. The man fell to the ground in agony, clutching his head and crying out, "This Chinese guy broke my neck with one kick! I'm going to be paralyzed and bedridden for the rest of my life..."

When the onlookers saw that the young Chinese man, Zhao Rong, actually had some skills, they began to applaud. But after clapping, their doubt returned. "That guy was big and intimidating, but he was clumsy," one person commented. "The kid just got lucky."

"Yeah, and the mean-looking white guys behind him won't be so easy to deal with."

Clearly, the crowd still didn't have confidence in Zhao Rong. Just then, two muscular men who had been standing behind the first attacker stepped forward. Each held a gleaming dagger and pointed it at Zhao Rong. "You were lucky to beat our brother, you little Chinese dwarf," one of them sneered. "Now you'll get a taste of what the two of us can do."

As they spoke, the two towering, muscular men charged. When the beautiful Yu Lan, standing behind Zhao Rong, saw the two vicious thugs rushing to kill him, she immediately shielded him. "Zhao Rong, don't be afraid! I'll protect you. I won't let anyone hurt you!"

Zhao Rong gently picked her up and placed her behind him, comforting her. "These two muscle-heads? I can make them disappear with the flick of my fingers."

Hearing his boast, the two men laughed as they closed in with their daggers ready. "Less talk! Eat my blade!"

Moving with blinding speed, Zhao Rong snatched two bottles from a nearby liquor cabinet. As the thugs lunged, he simply smashed one bottle over the head of the thug on the left and the other over the head of the thug on the right. Both collapsed to the ground. When the crowd saw the frail-looking youth take down two more vicious thugs, they began to look at him with new respect, their disbelief turning to skepticism.

The onlookers were abuzz. "This Chinese lad seems to have some real skills."

"He may have taken down three of them, but there are still over a dozen left. Can he really defeat so many violent criminals by himself?"

Just as the crowd was wondering how Zhao Rong would handle the remaining thugs, the rest of the gang charged him all at once, each brandishing a dagger. When the beauty Xuelian saw the dozen thugs rushing forward, she immediately stepped in front of Zhao Rong and pulled two cans of pepper spray from her pocket. She sprayed at the advancing thugs while shouting, "Zhao Rong, don't be afraid! With these, they won't get anywhere near you!"

The pepper spray was effective, instantly taking down two or three of the charging thugs.

Seeing how well the spray worked, Zhao Rong quickly took out his phone and opened the Paradise Shopping mobile app. He typed "large pepper spray" into the search bar. Instantly, an item appeared: a canister of pepper spray the size of a propane tank. Without a second thought, he purchased it. He had decided to use pepper spray because he was afraid of accidentally hurting the onlookers in a physical fight; the nightclub was too cramped and crowded to maneuver freely.

While Zhao Rong was completing his purchase, the surrounding onlookers were all stunned.

"This kid is about to get stabbed, and he's just playing on his phone?" exclaimed a man known for spending all his money at nightclubs. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"He must be posting on social media," a young girl replied.

A man who had frequented nightclubs for three years without ever successfully picking up a woman pointed accusingly at Zhao Rong. "Hey, kid, how can you let a woman protect you with two cans of pepper spray? Put down your phone and fight!"

Before the onlookers could say more, a canister resembling a propane tank flew in through a nearby window and landed in Zhao Rong's hands. He couldn't help but marvel at the delivery speed. "Holy smokes, this delivery service is insanely fast."

He instinctively took note of the company's name: Light Speed Express Company. He was stunned for a moment. Could there really be a delivery service in this world faster than the speed of light?

Shaking off the thought, Zhao Rong quickly scanned the instructions and aimed the large canister. When the thugs charged and saw him holding what looked like a propane tank, they froze in their tracks. A blond thug asked a white-haired one, "What's this Chinese guy doing with that weird canister in the middle of a fight?"

The white-haired thug's eyes widened. "Don't tell me he's planning to ignite that thing and take us all down with him!"

Before the thugs could react, Zhao Rong unleashed a massive cloud from the canister, wildly dousing the dozen or so villains in front of him. The effect was immediate. After he finished spraying the pepper water, the thugs, who had been full of fighting spirit just moments before, collapsed to the ground, writhing and wailing in agony.

When the surrounding onlookers saw how easily the young man had neutralized more than a dozen thugs, their jaws dropped in sheer amazement. A man who had previously been certain Zhao Rong was doomed gaped in astonishment. "This Chinese youth is a true marvel! He just took down all those thugs with a giant can of tomato sauce!"

A young person who had assumed Zhao Rong would be stabbed to death gave him a thumbs-up in admiration. "This kid is a true master! He knows how to catch his enemies off guard. Defeating over a dozen thugs with just a bucket of mysterious liquid... he's truly a man of great skill!"

After taking down the gang, Zhao Rong turned to the big, bearded foreigner on his right and the blonde beauty on his left. "So," he said calmly, "are you two going to surrender, or are you going to force my hand?"