mtlumby2d Chapter 498 Singing or Not, Still Fighting
Chapter 498 Singing or Not, Still Fighting
Luo Han Guo felt a sharp pain in his chest from the scarred man's fingers poking him. The fingertips were calloused, and the force was so deep it felt like they were digging into his flesh.
He hunched his shoulders, a fawning smile plastered on his eyes, his mouth stretched almost to his ears, and his voice trembled slightly:
"Brother Dao, it's not that I'm unwilling to sing, it's just that Chaozhou songs are so rustic and difficult to pronounce, I'm afraid they'll offend your ears! How about I sing you a Cantonese pop song instead? Or a folk tune will do, I guarantee you'll enjoy it!"
Scarface's brows furrowed into a knot, and the scar on his face twitched as he gritted his teeth. The finger poking at his chest pressed even harder.
"Stop talking nonsense! I want to hear Chaozhou songs today! You have to sing them even if they're awful! You won't? I'll show you what truly awful songs are!"
Several of his men immediately surrounded him, each one looking fierce and menacing, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, their eyes filled with hostility.
Luo Han Guo was so frightened that his legs went weak. He cursed Scarface's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.
He swallowed hard, cleared his dry throat, and began to sing in Chaozhou dialect.
The tune was completely off-key, the lyrics were unclear, sometimes soaring and sometimes falling, sounding like a cat howling after its tail was stepped on.
Those watching the spectacle couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle, even Scarface's henchmen were blushing with suppressed laughter.
After singing the last line, Luo Han Guo dared not breathe, bowing his head and awaiting his fate.
Scarface stared at him for a long time, as if trying to determine whether this wailing and howling could be considered a Chaozhou song, before finally waving his hand impatiently:
"Fine, fine, I'll accept that you're from Chaozhou."
After saying that, he turned and left with his men, his footsteps thumping on the ground.
Luo Han Guo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to rub his chest, which had been poked sore, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind pass by.
A busybody, holding a small stone the size of a pigeon's egg, crept up to him, his eyes fixed on the scarred man's back.
Before Luo Han Guo could react, the stone flew out with a "whoosh" and hit Scarface squarely on the back.
"Ouch!" Scarface winced in pain, turned around abruptly, and scanned his surroundings with eyes like poisoned knives.
The busybody immediately pointed at the monk fruit, his voice high-pitched and bright:
"Brother Dao! It was him! This kid threw you! I saw it clearly, he secretly grabbed a rock and threw it at you while you turned around!"
Luo Han Guo was dumbfounded on the spot, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg, pointing to his own nose, so anxious that he could barely speak:
"No... It wasn't me! Brother Dao, don't listen to his nonsense! How could I dare!"
But Scarface refused to believe it. He was already seething with anger, and now he was even more furious.
"You little brat, you don't know what's good for you! You dare to ambush me from behind? Brothers, beat them to a pulp!"
Several henchmen pounced on Luo Han Guo like wolves and tigers, raining punches and kicks upon him.
He crouched on the ground, clutching his head, howling in pain, tears and snot mingling together.
Not far away, Huatabing, Rhinoceros Hide, and Dashengdi were watching the commotion with their arms crossed, laughing so hard they were doubled over.
Flower Tower Cake slapped his thigh and shouted, "Well done! Serves you right for singing such an awful song!"
Rhino Hide, clutching his stomach, cheered, "Hit him harder! This kid deserves a beating!"
Da Shengdi clapped along, shouting, "Brother Dao is awesome! He beat him to a pulp!"
Their jeers were particularly jarring. Scarface, who had been fighting hard, frowned upon hearing this, and the scar on his face contorted again.
He abruptly raised his hand to stop his men, turned and glared at the three men, including Huatabing, and roared:
"You three bastards! You're disloyal! You're happy watching others get beaten up? I hate scum like you who stir up trouble the most! Beat them up too!"
Upon hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the three people, including Huatabing, instantly froze, their eyes filled with astonishment.
Before they could explain, Scarface's men had already turned around and rushed towards the three of them.
"Don't hit us! We were just watching the show!"
"Brother Dao, it's a misunderstanding!"
The three screamed and tried to run away, but they were no match for the thugs who were used to fighting. They were quickly pinned to the ground and, along with Luo Han Guo, suffered a brutal beating.