Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 236

The moment Evelyn’s hat flew off, exactly three seconds passed.

A customer, who had just received their food, stood stunned.

THUMP!

Like a scene straight out of a kung fu movie—

The handsome chef suddenly leaped out of the food truck.

Not through the proper door,

but from the kitchen side, the part meant for handing out food.

Without a moment’s hesitation,

the chef swung his fist and smashed the metal signboard beside him.

WHOOSH!

Like striking a gong,

his fist came down on the signboard as if it were a drumstick.

BANG!

A sound like an explosion roared through the air.

A shockwave so loud that ears rang.

‘Did a human really just do that... with his bare fist?!’

The customers standing closest gasped in horror.

Even those far away couldn’t ignore the sound.

Silence.

Every single person turned their gaze toward the source of the deafening noise.

The excitement of seeing a celebrity was gone.

Now—

They felt something else.

An instinctive reaction.

It wasn’t just that a famous person was standing before them.

There was something... dangerous.

Even people deep in the crowd,

who couldn’t see what was happening,

felt it.

‘Something’s there.’

And after only a few seconds—

As if it were preordained,

the crowd parted.

And in the middle of that newly formed path,

Tarzan appeared.

"Everyone, calm down.

Lower your hands."

I don’t want to hurt anyone.

DRIP.

DRIP.

Blood trickled from his knuckles.

He didn’t even wipe it away.

Dressed as a chef,

but standing like a king,

Kim Donghu scanned his surroundings.

But what was it?

That gaze...

That gaze alone was enough to make people lower their heads in fear.

This was a primal terror,

something that no modern man should be able to experience.

A fear that one person standing right in front of them

could end their lives at any moment—

and that no law could protect them.

Just simple, raw fear.

The warped metal signboard at his feet—

If that had been someone’s skull,

they wouldn’t have survived.

Donghu’s gaze continued to sweep the crowd,

until it stopped at one particular spot.

"You.

Give me back the hat."

"H-Huh?!"

"Was that unclear?"

"T-The hat! Yes! Here! Take it!"

He didn’t even need to raise his voice.

Yet, without another word,

the thief immediately handed the hat over.

The idea of running?

Didn’t even cross his mind.

He knew.

Trying to run was pointless.

‘I can’t escape... This is really him—Kim Donghu... The one who caught the paparazzi...’

Just pure, overwhelming force.

That alone was enough for one man to control an entire crowd.

STEP.

STEP.

STEP.

Holding the hat in his uninjured hand,

Kim Donghu walked forward.

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