Chapter 2: I'll Take Responsibility for Your Death

  The weather in August, hot, all kinds of postures are hot. For Shanghai, it's even more so. But for Yu Han, these were just fleeting clouds. He could fully regulate the qi and blood in his body, keeping his body temperature at its best stage.

  Carrying a suitcase and strolling on the street, with a cigarette in his mouth, he wished he had several more pairs of eyes. After spending most of his life in the deep mountains, this was Yu Han's first time entering a big city, and it was Shanghai, an international metropolis. The high-rise buildings, the bustling crowds, and the passing traffic made Yu Han's eyes dizzy.

  Under the scorching sun, at noon, my stomach suddenly growled, and I subconsciously rubbed it a few times. After rummaging through my pockets, I only found a 10-yuan bill left. Yu Han finally understood the pain of having no money for the next meal after eating this one. After wandering around for half a day, using all his strength, he finally found a noodle shop in an alley, which was not small in scale.

  Look up at the menu, damn it, everything is so expensive.

  A male waiter came over and asked: "Hello, what can I get for you?"

  "Hmm, let me see... Fried Sauce Noodles it is." Yu Han looked around and finally could only choose the cheapest Fried Sauce Noodles for 10 yuan a bowl, just enough to fill his stomach.

  "Please wait for a moment, have some water first." The waiter poured a glass of water.

  "Thank you," Yu Han said.

  Soon, the zha jiang mian was served, and Yu Han wolfed it down, finishing it in the blink of an eye. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and shouted, "Pay the bill!"

  Lit a soft Chinese cigarette and took out the only 10 yuan from his pocket.

  "Jajiangmian is 12 yuan." The waiter's one sentence directly collapsed Yu Han.

  "Isn't it written above? Fried noodles, 10 yuan?" Yu Han said, pointing at the price list.

  "Oh, that was the price a long time ago. Now it's gone up in price, dishes are expensive, meat is expensive, oil is also expensive, everything is expensive." The male waiter said with a smile, because he saw Yu Han smoking soft Chinese cigarettes, so he was very polite.

  "Uh, I don't have that much money on me." Yu Han replied truthfully.

  The waiter heard this and was shocked.

  At this time, a middle-aged beautiful woman walked out and came forward to ask: "What's going on?"

  The waiter hastily said: "Sister Hua, he ate a bowl of fried noodles and said that there were only 10 yuan on his body."

  This middle-aged beauty, called Hua Jie, took a glance at Yu Han and made him feel very embarrassed. Then she saw the soft Chinese cigarettes on Yu Han's desk, and in an instant, this gentle and elegant middle-aged beauty turned into a top-notch shrew, with no idea where her anger came from, scolding Yu Han: "Again it's that son of a bitch Zhou Yuan who sent you to cause trouble. I tolerated it once, I tolerated it twice, damn it, are you not done yet? Get out!"

  As soon as this was said, the eyes of all the customers in the noodle shop turned over, and then, with a rustling sound, seven or eight big men rushed out from inside, and another seven or eight female waitresses. A fierce and intense action scene seemed to be about to unfold.

  Yu Han saw this momentum, the chrysanthemum suddenly tightened, and hurriedly stood up, completely unclear what was going on. What's the situation? Who provoked whom? Why does everyone want to find trouble with him? Although Yu Han is handsome, with clear eyebrows and white teeth, extraordinary and elegant as usual, but being handsome is also a crime?

  Look at those old men, among them were several big chefs, holding woks, sharp knives, rolling pins and all sorts of things, staring fiercely at Yu Han. The female waitresses also cast contemptuous and venomous glances at him, as if he had made an indecent proposal to them.

  "Hey, hey, let's talk it out, don't resort to violence." Yu Han hastily dissuaded.

  "Hmph, what else do you have to say? That Zhou Yuan thinks I'm a soft persimmon, thinking he can just pinch me whenever he wants. Today, I'll let him know the consequences of pissing off an old lady like me. Hit me, hit me to death, and if I die, it's on me." The middle-aged beautiful woman commanded.

  In an instant, seven or eight people rushed over, without giving Yu Han a chance to explain.

  The previous lesson to the cigarette seller was their own fault, they were obviously looking for trouble. Yu Han didn't need to feel guilty about it. However, this time's situation is clearly different, it's just a misunderstanding, there must be an inside story. So Yu Han has no reason to counterattack, that would only make things worse.

  But these people all copied their stuff and prepared to fight to the death, saying that it was too late for anything else. In a state of desperation, Yu Han had no choice but to put on an act of compromise.

  Yu Han's martial arts skills were exceptionally high, and with just these people, don't even think about touching a single hair on him. In the blink of an eye, he had snatched all the weapons from everyone's hands and, with a slight exertion of force, sent them all flying out.

  A shocking reversal, beyond everyone's expectations. The diners in the restaurant were all stunned, their mouths agape. Even the middle-aged beautiful woman was frightened pale, she didn't expect this man to be a master of martial arts, now they're in trouble.

  Yu Han threw all the pots and pans on the ground, clapped his hands, and said to the middle-aged beautiful woman: "Don't misunderstand, I don't know any Zhou Yuan at all. I'm just a passerby. You people are really something, not explaining things clearly before taking action. Luckily I've practiced (martial arts), otherwise I'd have been beaten to death by you!"

  "Uh, aren't you from Zhou Yuan's side?" The middle-aged beautiful woman asked incredulously.

  "What does Zhou Chuan Yu Fang have to do with me? I don't know who it is." Yu Han said in a very annoyed tone.

  The middle-aged beauty looked at Yu Han, seemingly not lying, calming down her excited emotions, and hurriedly explained: "I'm really sorry, I made a mistake, I apologize."

  Yu Han wasn't that kind of narrow-minded person either. He chuckled and said, "Don't apologize anymore, I'm the one who's embarrassed. I really only had 10 bucks on me. When I make some money, I'll definitely come back to repay you."

  The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and waved her hand: "No need, let's just say I'm treating you."

  Yu Han listened and smiled relieved: "Then thank you."

  A middle-aged beautiful woman looked around and smiled, saying: "I've affected everyone's meal, I apologize to everyone on behalf of the store, this meal is free." Then she instructed the chef and waiters: "Everyone go busy now."

  Yu Han lit a cigarette and took a drag, looking at the middle-aged beauty walking towards him with a smile that was hard to describe. She was around 30 years old, with well-maintained skin and a figure that hadn't changed shape after giving birth, with curves in all the right places, exuding a mature and seductive aura from head to toe.

  Yu Han deeply understood that nowadays, people all have a heroic spirit in their hearts, especially girls. They are infatuated with legendary martial arts masters and great heroes. If they were to encounter one, even if it meant risking their lives, they would still crazily rush over. Yu Han was a normal man and naturally liked beautiful girls very much, but for the type that had already been married, he didn't have the slightest interest.