chapter 8 I'm a low-key person

"Hey, watch your mouth!"
Ravager stood up and took the tray from the landlady, placing it on the table in front of him.
"Sorry, we ordered this, so we'll eat first!"
Completely disregarding Gloomer's antics, Ravager sat back down and was about to start eating.
"Are you sure?"
Upon hearing this, Gloomer shot up from his seat, followed by his three young companions, all glaring at Ravager.
"Since you enjoy crayfish so much, you can eat your fill!"
Gloomer changed his tone. "But I see your girlfriend looks pretty good. How about you let her have a drink with us?"
Spitting the crayfish shells onto the table, Ravager looked up at Gloomer. "And what if I say no?"
"Then we'll just have to teach you a lesson!"
As Gloomer finished speaking, his three companions grabbed beer bottles and approached Ravager.
"Landlady, stand back. I'm afraid you'll get blood on you later!"
Standing up, Ravager spoke to Liora as he stretched his shoulders.
Hearing Ravager's words, Gloomer grabbed a beer bottle. "Damn, even at death's door, you still act tough. Beat him to death!"
Without further ado, Ravager picked up a chair.
Seeing the young man with yellow hair rushing forward with a beer bottle, a fierce expression on his face, Ravager leaped up and smashed the chair onto the young man's head.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the chair couldn't withstand the immense force and broke into pieces, scattering wood chips everywhere.
"Ah!"
The young man with yellow hair screamed and fell to the ground, motionless, but blood kept pouring from his head.
Meanwhile, the young men with red and green hair rushed over, trying to attack Ravager from both sides.
They swung their beer bottles at Ravager, but the next moment, they felt a sharp pain in their stomachs.
Simultaneously, both of them knelt on the ground, pale-faced, starting to retch.
Ravager punched them both in the abdomen at a faster speed than they could react.
Watching the two men kneeling in front of him, Ravager kicked each of them in the neck.
The two collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
It took less than a minute from start to finish for Ravager to deal with these three.
"He's so skilled?"
Liora, witnessing Ravager's actions for the first time, was extremely shocked and impressed.
"Gurgle!"
Gloomer, holding a beer bottle, swallowed hard, quickly took two steps back, and revealed a smile that had just disappeared. "Bro, let's talk nicely. Of course, you should eat first if you ordered first!"
"And don't bother having your girlfriend accompany us. We'll just drink by ourselves!"
"Now you're scared?"
Ravager looked down on Gloomer, who abused his power. They bullied people at will, but when faced with resistance, they bowed their heads and apologized. It was as if they owned the world and could do whatever they pleased.
Gloomer nodded repeatedly. "I'm scared, I'm scared!"
"But it's too late!"
Ravager picked up a beer bottle from the ground, pointing it at Gloomer. "Didn't you just ask my boss to drink with you?"
"If my boss won't drink with you, I'll drink with you. You start drinking now!"
"If you don't drink forty-eight bottles of beer today, I'll break your legs!"
"If you dare to run, I'll break your legs too!"
Ravager said, taking a chair and sitting at Gloomer's table.
"Bro, cut me some slack for the sake of future relations!"
Ravager chuckled. "I don't plan on being friendly with you in the future!"
"Then drink up!"
Forty-eight bottles of beer, aside from whether he could handle that much alcohol, just the sheer volume could burst his stomach.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Gloomer swiftly turned and ran.
Seemingly anticipating Gloomer's next move, Ravager hurled the beer bottle in his hand at the back of Gloomer's head.
Stumbling, Gloomer fell to the ground.
Approaching him, Ravager delivered a barrage of punches to Gloomer lying on the ground.
"Ow!"
"Ouch!"
Before long, Gloomer lay on the ground, bruised and swollen, moaning in pain.
"Come on, get up and continue being a troublemaker!"
Ravager snorted. "Getting scared after a beating!"
After teaching Gloomer a lesson, amidst the shocked gazes of the surrounding patrons, Ravager returned to his seat and resumed eating crayfish.
Liora also sat back down, unable to resist praising, "I didn't expect you to be so formidable!"
"As long as you know, boss. Don't casually mention it to others. I'm low-key; I don't want to be in the limelight!"
"Ew, so conceited!"
Unable to stand Ravager's self-admiration, Liora chose to ignore him.
On the other hand, Gloomer, after lying on the ground for a while, staggered to his feet, cast a venomous glance at Ravager, woke up his lackeys, and left in a sorry state.
"Let's eat quickly, or if he comes back with more people, we won't be able to leave!"
Watching Gloomer and his crew leave, Liora said with lingering fear. Ravager was powerful, but when the numbers were overwhelming, even a skilled individual like him was useless.
"What's there to fear? If he dares to bring anyone else today, I'll take care of them too!"
Ravager said nonchalantly, stuffing a large piece of crayfish into his mouth.
Just as he finished speaking, Gloomer, with a bruised and swollen face, returned with a group of people, striding menacingly toward them.
"Talk of the devil!"
Ravager wiped the soup off his fingers and sneered.
"I dare you to come out!"
This time, Gloomer brought twenty people with him. With many customers at the roadside stall, they wouldn't have enough space to maneuver inside, but in an open area, he wouldn't be able to escape.
"Boss, you eat first; I'll be back soon!"
Ravager wiped his hands with two tissues and grabbed a beer bottle from the table.
"Should we call the police?"
This time, Liora was genuinely worried about Ravager. Twenty people attacking one person was a huge gap.
"No need. Just watch quietly!"
"And remember, don't go around telling people how tough I am. I'm low-key!"
After giving Liora a reassuring look, Ravager strode confidently toward the group.
Seeing Ravager approaching, Gloomer clenched his fists, arrogantly declaring, "Since you dared to hit me, I'll kill you today!"
"Looks like I didn't hit you hard enough earlier!"
Ravager clicked his tongue. "I promise this time I'll hit you so hard you won't dare to come looking for me again!"
"Haha, keep boasting. Let's see if you'll still be boasting when you're getting beaten up later," Gloomer retorted, snapping his fingers.
Behind him, the twenty people standing there began pulling out weapons from their sleeves, holding them in their hands.
Baseball bats, steel rods, beer bottles, fruit knives...
The weapons were not only inconsistent but also varied in type.
But in Ravager's eyes, there was no fear, just a sigh. "A ragtag army will always be a ragtag army, never a regular force!"