Hero? Are You Worthy?-Chapter 392 - 254: You Wouldn’t Want Your Son’s Head Crushed by Me, Right? ( - 1)

Chapter 392: Chapter 254: You Wouldn’t Want Your Son’s Head Crushed by Me, Right? (Chapter 1)

Qin Chu always hated it when people tried to act tough in front of him. Before the man even arrived, his voice boomed arrogantly—did he think he was someone special?

Scorning in his heart, Qin Chu backhanded a slap directly across Onions’s face, who had just been laughing wildly. The strike cracked his skin and sent several teeth flying, some of which Onions swallowed alive, blood and all.

This spectacle earned the silent admiration of many onlookers.

Lady Florence was famously skilled, her strength no less than Zimmerman’s, ranking just below the three greatest human fighters.

Yet Qin Chu showed her no courtesy at all, the slap not just hitting Onions but symbolically smashing across Florence’s face before she even appeared.

Truly a Hero.

This courage, this spirit, was not something ordinary people could possess.

However, seeing Miss Violet next to the Hero, Morton, Banar, and others nodded slightly. After all, with such a powerful ally by his side, anyone could become bold.

Florence thought she had come to settle a score but didn’t realize she was walking into a trap.

Violet, though severely weakened by her semi-insane state, had her consciousness restored to normal after Qin Chu’s... treatment, and with the nourishment of the Holy Light, her strength was steadily returning to its peak state.

Even facing Augustus and Saint Monica, she would not necessarily be outmatched, let alone the likes of Florence.

Meanwhile, Onions was left dazed by the slap, standing motionless, completely unresponsive for a moment.

Seconds later, he finally snapped back to reality. The sense of humiliation growing stronger and more insane within him, his body trembled uncontrollably as forked markings on his hands faintly appeared while he grasped the yellow sand on the ground, blood dripping onto his hands.

From afar, the figure amid the billowing yellow sands also noticed her son being brutally beaten, which pained Florence tremendously.

A shrill scream carried over from a great distance.

At the same time, along with the sound of the scream, a sharp Rock Spear burst forth from the sandstorm.

Accompanied by a piercing howl that tore through the air in an instant, it headed straight for Qin Chu’s face.

The Rock Spear moved as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Qin Chu, about to penetrate his head, when suddenly a jade hand reached out, narrowly catching the tip of the spear.

The Rock Spear froze instantly, then with a slight effort from the fingers, it shattered with a snap, scattering above Onions’s head.

Following that, Qin Chu smiled, placing a hand on Onions’s head, his fingers slightly bent like a hawk’s talons.

He hadn’t made a move yet, but the message was clear: you wouldn’t want your son’s head crushed, would you?

Kicking up faster and faster, the yellow sand surged towards them in just a few seconds, looking like it would engulf Qin Chu and the others. But just then, it abruptly stopped.

As the dust settled, a woman appeared before everyone, dressed nearly identical to Saint Monica.

This figure was elegant and voluptuous.

She exuded the allure of a mature woman, both in her sultry demeanor and her full figure—an absolute beauty that would make Boss Cao drool... wife.

Unfortunately for Florence, Qin Chu was not Boss Cao; he never showed much interest in other men’s wives. Just as Qin Chu had expected, Phil, too, showed no real interest in Florence’s body...

This was the previous Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, Florence.

Three things characterized this woman: stunning beauty, formidable power, and a fierce love for her son.

Her fair cheeks, smooth as peeled eggs, were contorted with rage as she stared intensely at Qin Chu.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to slaughter the bastard who dared to strike her son—she couldn’t, she dared not.

All because Qin Chu, this shameless bastard, had his claws on her son’s head. With just a little force, her son’s skull would likely burst open like a watermelon.

No matter how furious she felt inside, Florence had to suppress it and not lash out.

Qin Chu, feigning gentlemanliness, slightly bowed but never moved his fingers from Onions’s head as he spoke, "I presume you must be Lady Florence? Nice to meet you, you wouldn’t want..."

Bad habit almost made Qin Chu utter a terrible thing.

"I mean, you truly are a beautiful and elegant lady!"

If there hadn’t been so many others around, Qin Chu might have actually tried something; given Florence’s character of loving her son more than life itself, she would most likely—and certainly—be willing to make some filthy deal with him.

But unfortunately, Qin Chu had his dignity.

Thousands of eyes were staring directly at him.

Florence’s eyes narrowed to slits as she glanced at her son, who hung his head, her heart trembling, and then her gaze filled with venom turned back to Qin Chu.

Eventually, her gaze moved away from Qin Chu and scanned the others around—Royal Family, Holy Court, Wise Mountain, Soldiers...

Her look of fury grew stronger: "Very well... very well... so many of you ganging up to bully my son."

Phew...

Florence’s first statement almost made Qin Chu burst out laughing.

Like mother, like son?

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