Martial Fist: Adding Points in Dreamland

Translator: CinderTL

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Buzz!

The beer bottle that was coming at him swiftly zoomed into his sight.

Attracted by the sound of the fight, Li Wei finally snapped back to reality, her eyes widened in shock, almost frozen in place.

On the opposite side, Chen Yun had the same anxious expression but didn't have time to react.

Swish!

In an instant, the beer bottle hurtled forward, just a few centimeters from smashing Li Wei's head and causing a bloody mess.

Thud!

At the critical moment, a strong hand shot out and firmly grabbed the beer bottle.

It was only a millimeter away from smashing into her, when Li Wei froze in place, cold sweat unknowingly dripping down her face.

After a slight tremor, she snapped out of it and hurriedly stepped aside.

"X-Xiao Feng..."

Looking over, the muscular young man was quietly sitting, expressionless. His left hand still held chopsticks, and his bowl contained beef and tripe.

His right arm, muscular and strong, showed slight bulging veins on the back of his hand.

"Th-thank you."

Li Wei quickly expressed her gratitude, and at that moment, she stared wide-eyed at Chen Feng.

He didn't respond but instead, the dull sound of fighting grew louder.

Bang!!

The two tables around them were filled with both men and women, almost all engaged in fierce brawls.

Bowls, chopsticks, and beer bottles all became weapons, creating a continuous series of sharp clangs.

Glass shards flew, and porcelain bowls were thrown all over.

The surrounding diners looked panicked and hurriedly stood up to avoid getting hit.

As for the hotpot restaurant's staff and manager, their faces were grim, wanting to step forward and intervene, but they couldn't get a word in.

"Go to hell! I'm going to kill you today!"

The instigator was a tattooed, overweight young man who suddenly pushed another man to the ground, his head hitting the floor.

Immediately, he grabbed a long bench and swung it forward.

Fwip!!

The sound of the swing echoed, showing the man's obvious strength.

Just as the bench was about to hit the fallen man's head, the crowd gasped, and some even closed their eyes in reluctance.

Thud!

However, the next moment…

It was as though a giant black stone rose from the ground.

A figure stepped forward and reached out.

The edge of the long bench was seized in his hand, and a pair of cold, indifferent eyes scanned the scene.

The atmosphere paused, though the other brawlers continued fighting.

"Damn it, are you looking for death, huh?!"

The tattooed, overweight man cursed, attempting to pull back the bench, only to find it completely unmoving.

"Did you throw this?" Chen Feng asked, expressionless, holding a beer bottle in his other hand.

"Yeah, I threw it! What's it to you?!" The overweight man gritted his teeth, using all his strength to try to move the bench, but it didn't budge.

"Let go and get out of the way, believe me or not I'll fucking kill you!"

Seemingly embarrassed, the tattooed man angrily threatened, his eyes blazing.

"Will you apologize?" Chen Feng asked indifferently.

"Apologize to your mother!" the tattooed man cursed again, then let go of the bench and grabbed another beer bottle from the table.

Buzz!

The sound of the bottle being swung grew louder, and Chen Yun and the others turned pale.

"Xiao Feng!"

A worried shout rang out, followed by a loud crash.

Bang!!

Chen Feng's punch smashed the beer bottle to pieces.

Glass shards flew everywhere, and those still fighting froze in their tracks.

Then, in everyone's sight...

The muscular young man had somehow discarded the bench, and his large hand reached out, pressing against the tattooed man's face like a mask.

Then, with a mighty press, the force exploded!

Boom!!!

A dull thud echoed as the tattooed man's head slammed into the wooden hotpot table.

A cracking sound rang out, and a fine crack appeared on the table.

The tattooed man's head was bleeding, his eyes rolled back, and his body swayed as he collapsed, knocked unconscious.

"Fuck!"

"You're looking for death!"

Some of his companions reacted.

Their eyes glinted with fury as their blood boiled, and one grabbed the long bench and charged at Chen Feng.

Buzz!

The sound of the swing grew louder, merciless.

However, the next second...

Chen Feng cast a cold glance at the oncoming man, turned, and delivered a powerful sidekick.

Bang!

The bench shattered, and the man was sent flying.

With a series of dull thuds, tables and chairs were overturned, and the attacker could only clutch his abdomen, curling up on the spot, wheezing.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was stunned into silence.

All those who had been fighting stopped moving, the staff and manager of the restaurant were wide-eyed, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

The remaining diners stood frozen, faces full of disbelief, and Chen Yun and Li Wei were almost petrified.

Clang, clang, clang!

Finally, one of the brawlers, stunned, lost his grip on the iron tray, which fell to the ground.

The crisp sound echoed, and Chen Feng turned his head to look at the others.

"Are you done?"

After he spoke, no one dared to respond.

Eventually, the muscular young man turned and walked back to Chen Yun's side.

He glanced at Li Wei and said in a flat tone:

"Sis, I'm full."

"Let's go."

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Half an hour later, outside the hotpot restaurant.

Li Wei, pushing her square glasses, stood with the restaurant manager and was negotiating with security personnel.

During this time, she made a call, seemingly pulling some strings, which made the security personnel's attitude much more sincere.

Chen Feng stood on the sidewalk a few meters away, leaning against a streetlamp, expressionless, staring at the night sky.

His tall figure was illuminated by the dim yellow light, casting a long shadow.

Seeing this, Li Wei sat alone on a nearby public bench, her face changing several times but still not daring to approach him.

Only Chen Yun, after calming the others, walked slowly up to Chen Feng.

"Xiao Feng, it's okay now."

"Li Wei found her friend, and the restaurant is really grateful to you, so you don't need to pay for anything..."

She still spoke gently, and Chen Feng simply responded with an "mm," without any further words.

The two stood silently on the street, and Chen Yun couldn't help but glance at his side profile.

It was still the familiar face.

But for some reason, she suddenly felt her brother had become a stranger.

"No matter what, Xiao Feng is still my only family."

The thought crossed her mind, and she pushed aside all distractions.

Just as she was about to speak again, she saw Chen Feng suddenly speak.

"Sis, remember this."

"No one can bully you."

He turned to look at Chen Yun, thinking of her kindness to his original body.

At the same time, he also remembered how she had cared for him in these days.

Since this body was now his, he would take on the karma that came with it.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's voice grew low, and he said seriously:

"If you ever run into trouble, don't hide it from me."

"I'm always here for you."

As his words landed, Chen Yun paused for a moment, then, a few seconds later...

A smile bloomed on her face, her eyes bright and moist with tears.

She looked like a clean orchid blooming in the night after rain.

"Okay."

With a full smile, Chen Yun nodded and said:

"Then, from now on, Xiao Feng, please take care of me."

Their gazes met, and Chen Feng smiled slightly.

He turned back to look at the night sky, where stars twinkled.

He felt that, perhaps, only at this moment had he truly set his roots in this world.

(End of the Chapter)

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