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Mario leisurely walked with two beautiful women to the sofa area where Princess Peach was located. From a distance, he saw Princess Peach skillfully smoking a hookah. The liquid in the hookah pipe shimmered with a golden light under the lamp, and Mario immediately recognized that Princess Peach was enjoying a hookah with a star weed flavor. Her eyes were unfocused, sometimes giggling foolishly, and sometimes talking to an unseen person, completely immersed in another world.
At this moment, a lecherous man approached, his eyes revealing a perverted desire as he shamelessly ogled Princess Peach. He grinned, showing yellow teeth, and pulled out a withered rose from somewhere, lewdly extending it to Princess Peach: "Beauty, seeing you enjoying alone, do you need a companion?"
Princess Peach seemed completely unaware of the presence of this lewd man, her eyes were unfocused, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth from time to time, as if she were conversing with someone in her heart. The man, seeing Princess Peach ignoring him, clearly felt displeased, a hint of malice flashed in his eyes. His face showed a displeased expression, sneering, seemingly preparing to make a more excessive move.
The man suddenly quickened his pace, walking up to Princess Peach in one step, his hand reaching out to her body without hesitation, wanting to touch her inappropriately. Princess Peach finally sensed that something was wrong, she retreated in fear, trying to escape the clutches of this lewd man. She struggled in fear, trembling as she shouted, "You are not Mario, don't touch me!"
When the man heard the words " Princess Peach," he seemed even more infuriated, his face showing a crazed expression, clearly provoked by the mention of " Princess Peach." He suddenly flew into a rage, raising his hand to slap " Princess Peach " fiercely. However, his hand froze in mid-air, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring it down. Shocked, he looked down and found his hand firmly grasped by a powerful hand.
Mario held his hand tightly, his gaze as cold as ice, giving him no chance. The man felt the warning and threat emanating from Mario's eyes, knowing he was no match for Mario. His body trembled involuntarily, feeling a fear like never before rising from the depths of his heart.
Mario's eyes were calm and deep as he looked at the lewd man in front of him, asking in a low but unquestionably authoritative voice, "What do you think you're doing touching my woman?" His words were filled with a warning that brooked no trespass, causing the air to freeze.
The lewd man seemed somewhat uncomfortable, but he clearly didn't want to show weakness. He tried to hold his ground, saying, "After all, Princess Peach isn't your formal spouse. What's wrong with pursuing her?" His words carried a hint of provocation and defiance, along with his smug smile, making people want to slap him.
Mario heard this and couldn't help but sneer. He knew that in this world, there are always some people who, no matter how many warnings you give them, will still seek trouble. His goal was to protect Princess Peach, not to argue with these boring people.
He slowly released his grip on the wrist of the lewd man and pointed to the ground, indicating for him to get up. The lewd man looked at Mario with some surprise, expecting to be treated more harshly. He hurriedly got up from the ground, but there was still a hint of provocation and defiance in his eyes. He muttered incessantly, "Hmph, always resorting to violence to solve problems. Do you think that makes you noble?" His words were full of sarcasm and disdain, as if trying to provoke Mario.
The lewd man's mouth is like a constantly pulsating machine, his incessant muttering making Mario's ears almost bleed. However, Mario doesn't show the slightest displeasure on the surface, but instead bursts into laughter. His laughter reverberates in the noisy party, carrying a wild and unrestrained atmosphere.
"Hahaha, it's been a long time since someone dared to be so arrogant in front of me," Mario laughs, but there is an undeniable threat in his eyes. "What's your name?"
The lewd man seemed to be very pleased with himself, thinking that Mario was afraid of him. He proudly lifted his chin, with a smug smile on his face. Just as he was about to boast his name, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chin, followed by a powerful force hitting him hard.
With a bang, it was as if time froze at that moment. The lewd man instantly felt the whole world spinning, and he could even feel the force of Mario's fist spreading from his chin throughout his body. He felt his teeth biting hard into his own tongue, a rush of heat rapidly spreading in his mouth. His tongue was in excruciating pain, and the fresh blood in his mouth flowed like a crimson waterfall, incessantly.
Mario's fist retracted slowly and powerfully, each movement seemed to declare his dominance and inviolable boundary. The lewd man covered his face, kneeling in pain on the ground. His body involuntarily convulsed, devoid of the previous mockery and provocation, replaced only by agony and fear. He felt several of his teeth loosened, the intense pain in his tongue almost immobilizing him, every breath making him feel like he was on the edge of hell.
Mario's steps were steady and powerful as he walked slowly towards the lewd man on the ground, each step seeming to declare his inviolable dignity. Princess Peach seemed to sense Mario's presence through the haze of the star weed smoke. She stood up groggily, embracing Mario around the waist, her eyes showing a blurry and dependent expression.
"Mario, someone just tried to bully me..." The voice of Princess Peach was weak and soft, like a wounded little animal seeking protection.
Mario's eyes were cold and hard as he looked at the lecherous man, filled with anger. He placed a foot on the lecherous man's head, with just the right amount of force to make him feel Mario's threat without causing harm.
"Do you know how many things my feet have crushed?" Mario's voice was low and commanding, each word sounding like it came from the depths of a cold hell, sending shivers down the listener's spine.
The lewd man's face instantly turned ashen, his trembling lips trying to say something, but he knew that any explanation or plea was useless at this moment. He could feel the increasing force beneath Mario's feet, almost crushing his skull.
In Mario's eyes flashed a hint of indifference. He knew that in this world, there are some people who need to be taught in this way.
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