A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 10 Young Master Lu's Reinforcements

Feeling a chill on his forehead, Lu Shao felt like he was about to pee himself.

Wu Cheng spoke with utmost seriousness and drew with unwavering focus; it seemed there was absolutely no way he could avoid this ashtray.

The thought of his forehead making intimate contact with this ashtray, and the guy holding it being the nobody he had looked down on not long ago, pushed Lu Shao to the brink of a mental breakdown.

After Wu Cheng finished marking the area, he returned the eyebrow pencil to Xiangxiang and picked up the ashtray again.

He gestured and then smashed it towards Lu Shao's forehead.

Lu Shao screamed in fright, but just as Wu Cheng's ashtray was about to fall, it stopped abruptly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him put the ashtray away.

Because this crystal ashtray is so heavy, if it were to hit someone, it would definitely be fatal.

If someone were to die, neither Wu Cheng nor Scarface could bear the consequences.

They were worried that Wu Cheng would beat Lu Shao to death.

Lu Shao and Ma Yue were also worried that Wu Cheng would beat Lu Shao to death.

Both were worried about the same thing, but the former was worried about Wu Cheng, while the latter was worried about Lu Shao.

When Lu Shao saw that Wu Cheng had stopped hitting him, he realized what was going on and mocked Wu Cheng in his heart, thinking that the kid was just putting on a good show.

Seeing Lu Shao's slightly upturned lips, Wu Cheng suddenly raised the crystal ashtray again.

This time, without any pause, it hit Lu Shao directly on the head.

Everyone was stunned.

Wu Chengzhen made her move.

Blood gushed down from Lu Shao's forehead, and Lu Shao felt a piercing pain.

Hmm, can you feel the pain?

Am I not dead?

Lu Shao was overjoyed. It seemed that Wu Cheng had held back; in the end, he wouldn't dare to kill him.

However, he didn't dare to gamble his life with Wu Cheng again.

If Wu Cheng really angers him and attacks him again, it's uncertain whether he can withstand it.

Wu Cheng placed a bloodstained cat paw cup in front of Lu Shao.

When Lu Shao saw the cat paw cup, his pupils shrank. No wonder he wasn't beaten to death; it turned out he was using a cat paw cup instead of an ashtray.

But when he swung it down just now, he used an ashtray. Does Wu Cheng know magic?

Of course, Lu Shao wasn't the only one with this thought. Everyone present was terrified by Wu Cheng's attack. The crystal ashtray, with its immense momentum, hurtled towards Lu Shao, and it was almost impossible to stop it when it was close to his forehead.

Just as his brains were about to explode and bloom like a thousand peach blossoms, Wu Cheng's hand suddenly turned into a cat's paw cup. How did he do that?

Wu Cheng didn't care about everyone's gaze. He poured some tequila into the cat paw cup, took a sip, pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket, and threw it at Lu Shao's face: "Take this to treat your injuries."

This stack of money was withdrawn by Wu Cheng from the bank to redeem Lao San, but he didn't end up using it. Now it's perfect for smashing Lu Shao's wallet.

Others might not know what was going on, but Ma Yue did, and Lu Shao knew even more clearly.

Previously, Young Master Lu hit Wu Cheng with a cat paw cup and threw money at Wu Cheng's face.

It hasn't been long, and Wu Cheng has already retaliated against Young Master Lu with a cat paw cup, while also throwing money at him to slap him in the face.

It's true that karma is cyclical, and retribution is inevitable.

Lu Shao felt a tightness in his chest, and hitting his head with the cat paw cup made him feel even worse than being hit on the head with a crystal ashtray.

But what was even more unpleasant was yet to come. Wu Cheng poured the tequila he had just taken a sip of onto Lu Shao's forehead.

Young Master Lu let out a scream, nearly fainting from the pain. Scarface, watching from the side, twitched his lips inwardly; this was a bit too ruthless.

Seeing Lu Shao's pained expression, Scarface smirked and ordered two security guards to drag him out. Meanwhile, Ma Yue was also lured out by two bar girls.

Scarface's meaning was also clear. After all, out of respect for Old Master Gu, it was acceptable to help Wu Cheng teach Young Master Lu a lesson. But if he really hurt Young Master Lu too badly, it would be a thankless task.

When Lu Shao was dragged out, a line of water appeared beneath him; it was unclear whether it was agave or some other liquid.

After beating up Young Master Lu, Wu Cheng finally felt relieved and extremely satisfied.

He looked at the third brother, who, despite having received a good beating, was now in a good mood and full of energy.

Scarface then raised a glass of wine to the third brother and said, "Brother, I'm sorry you had to suffer. It was my fault. I apologize to you here. I'll punish you with three cups of wine."

The third brother quickly waved his hand and hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine: "Brother Scar, we became friends through a fight. We won't say anything more, it's all in the wine."

"Well said, it's all in the wine."

The three men clinked glasses and were about to drink when suddenly the door to the private room was pushed open forcefully.

Lu Shao reappeared with his head bandaged.

Seeing the three men holding wine glasses, Young Master Lu sneered, "Oh ho, are you drinking to celebrate a victory?"

When the third brother saw Lu Shao's attitude, he was furious: "Wasn't the beating just now enough? Now you want to be beaten again?"

After saying that, he raised his fist as if to strike.

Before he could even extend his fist, it was grabbed.

With a slight tremor, the man made two gurgling sounds, and the third brother let out a scream as his arm drooped down, dangling beside his body.

It was shaken so badly that the loop broke.

Scarface's expression hardened, and he pulled Wu Cheng back two steps.

At this moment, Wu Cheng saw a tall, burly man, at least two meters tall, enter the room and stand behind Lu Shao.

The burly man, his body bulging with muscles and fists bigger than vinegar jars, looked down at Scarface and asked, "Is this your territory?"

After being glanced at by the burly man, Scarface also felt threatened and tentatively asked, "Where are you from? Who is your master?"

The burly man didn't bother to answer.

Lu Shao pointed at Scarface and cursed, "Damn it, you think you're so great? You dare to talk back to Senior Brother Tong? Do you even have the right?"

"Senior Brother Tong, it was him. He tricked me into coming here and made me get beaten up." Young Master Lu pointed at Scarface. His feud with Scarface had started long ago when Scarface helped Wu Cheng.

The burly man called Senior Brother Tong nodded and took a step toward Scarface.

He was tall and had long legs; he took a single step and was right in front of Scarface.

He reached out and grabbed Scarface's collar.

Scarface quickly tried to push it away, but it was as if he had hit an iron bar. Senior Brother Tong's hand didn't budge, but Scarface's own hand bounced off.

Scarface has been in the underworld for many years; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to run this kind of bar. As for fighting, Scarface is also quite skilled.

However, he also knew very well that fighting and martial arts were two completely different things. This Senior Brother Tong clearly knew martial arts, and his skills were not low.

Facing a martial arts master, Scarface was apprehensive, but he wouldn't run away without a fight. In the martial world, face is more important than life itself, so Scarface ducked, unleashing a Monkey Steals a Peach strike, simultaneously sliding to Tong Shixiong's left and delivering a counter-elbow strike.

This move was Scarface's life-saving technique, something he learned at a martial arts class at great expense. It included underhanded tricks, ruthless moves, and escape techniques. As long as Senior Brother Tong defended, the subsequent moves could be executed smoothly, allowing him to disengage from the fight.

However, he miscalculated this time. Senior Brother Tong was completely unprepared. He simply grabbed Scarface's neck from above and gently pressed him down, causing Scarface to collapse.

Scarface sighed inwardly, realizing that this was just a mastermind behind the scheme.