Chapter 76 - Who is the Boss
Chapter 76 of "My Super Beautiful Lady Boss" starts unveiling mysteries: âHow do you plan to deal with me now?âSu Xuan looked at Laoer, who was... Keep reading!
âHow do you plan to deal with me now?â
Su Xuan looked at Laoer, who was lying on the ground in so much pain he couldnât even utter a word, his face filled with mockery.
âIâŚâ
Pain made Laoerâs entire spirit collapse.
He only managed to say one word before passing out.
Shock, absolute shock.
Everyone looked at Su Xuan as if he were a monster, but these looks of astonishment soon turned to hostility.
In a detention center environment like this, there was only one way to avoid being bullied: to bully others.
This was the unwritten rule here.
Su Xuan had just arrived and was already acting so arrogantly, undoubtedly shaking the dominant status some people had established before.
âKid, you just got here and youâve already crippled my guy.
Arenât you being too disrespectful?â A vicious-looking man standing a bit over 1.7 meters tall and fully tattooed touched the scorpion inked on his face as he stared at Su Xuan.
Su Xuan smiled faintly, as if what he had done was trivial, âSince Iâve already crippled him, what do you plan to do?â
âWash my socks and underwear, scrub my feet for three days straight, and youâll be the Second Commander.
Apart from me, youâll have the final say here,â the man with the shoes posited what he believed to be a very generous offer.
In such a detention center filled with scum, those without money or backing, who could not stand up for themselves, often did work more laborious than ancient slaves and were frequently beaten without warning.
Apart from a few infamous underworld bosses or notorious wanted criminals, no matter who came in, the first thing that happened was getting beaten.
While everyone looked at Su Xuan with envy, he shook his head, âIf you wash my underwear and help me wash my feet, I could also let you be the Second Commander.â
A flicker of anger passed across Scorpion Manâs face.
As a former professional assassin with no fewer than ten killings under his belt, he boasted of hereditary martial arts prowess.
It was because of this that he had become the No.9 Commander, a name that made people change color.
When conflicts arose among the detainees, more often than not, he played the role of a mediator, since almost everyone inside had committed one murder or another.
All were the type who would fight desperately without regard for their own lives.
If someone was really pushed to the brink, it was uncertain whose life would end first.
âSo, youâre saying you donât want to save face?â Scorpion Man subtly took a step back.
âIf thatâs what you call saving face, then itâs yours to keep.
But if you donât want it, it seems youâve already lost it long ago,â Su Xuan said contemptuously, not understanding how the man before him could speak so righteously of humiliating others.
Scorpion Manâs pupils contracted slightly as he signaled left and right, then suddenly roared: âTrash him!â
Whoosh!
In an instant, five or six big men who had taken an immediate dislike to Su Xuan rushed at him, seemingly determined to bury him in a sea of bodies.
In the cramped confines of the detention center, where you could touch the walls by just extending your arms, even a true martial arts master couldnât fully utilize their skillsâso the most effective strategy was to swarm the opponent.
Mostly repeat offenders, everyone assumed that Su Xuan was surely going to end up disabled, and whether he would survive depended on the whims of others.
To most of the death row inmates here, since they didnât have much time left to live, they could hardly be expected to care about someone elseâs life.
âAll of you, get out of the way!
If youâve got an issue, come at me.â
At that moment, a powerful shout rang out.
The frail man who had just been beaten up in the corner clenched his teeth and charged forward.
He clearly knew that it was because of him that Su Xuan had gotten into trouble, and even though he realized that going there would only get him beaten, his character wouldnât allow him to just stand by and watch.
âIt seems I didnât help the wrong person this time,â a flicker of warmth crossed Su Xuanâs heart as he spoke, âYou better rest up.
As for these weasels, I can handle them myself.â
âStop bragging.
You helped me, and Iâll definitely help you.
Thereâs no way you could beat them by yourselfâŚâ The defiant manâs words were cut short as he suddenly stopped speaking, staring dumbfounded.
Because he heard âbang, bang, bang,â and then the big men who had rushed at Su Xuan appeared as if they had turned into helium-filled dolls, floating over his head and then crashing hard onto the ground.
Boom, boom, boom!
Several muffled sounds followed, as the six or seven big men piled up like Arhats, clutching their chests and groaning in pain, rolling on the floor, unable to recover for a while.
âYou guys really canât take a hit.
I was just starting to enjoy myself, and youâve all gone down.
Hurry up and get up so I can knock you down again,â Su Xuan looked disappointed, as if he was itching for more action.
âAh, please no!â
âHelp, Boss, please spare us.â
The criminals who had appeared fierce and menacing were now like mice seeing a cat, all scurrying to the spot farthest from Su Xuan.
Especially those who had just been kicked away; they hadnât even seen clearly how Su Xuan had made his move before being knocked down.
Even if they wanted to fight for their lives, they couldnât find the chance.
Only one person, instead of moving forward, ran back and ended up beside Su Xuan, his face alight with excitement, âBoss, youâre truly incredible, please, I beg you, take me as your apprentice.â
âNot interested.â Su Xuan was focused on flirting with girls, why would he bother taking on an apprentice?
Especially since he considered the stealthy blow he had dealt to the Military God behind his back, heâd decided he would rather die than take on an apprentice.
The stubborn youth wasnât discouraged, his eyes shifted cleverly as he voluntarily tidied up the most spacious and clean bed for Su Xuan, âBoss, my name is Wu Fei, you sleep here, and if thereâs anything you need, just order me around.â
Su Xuan felt a trace of curiosity towards this Wu Fei, âLet me ask you, they beat you up just now and you werenât willing to submit, how can you be willing to do anything now?â
Wu Fei looked down on those criminals with disdain, âTheyâre all scum, but youâre a master, not showing respect to a true expert would be too ignorant of me.â
âOh!â
With that response, Su Xuanâs interest faded; he was just upset seeing someone bully the weak for no reason, and now his main concern was how he could get out of here as soon as possible.
Even though the detention center environment was heaven compared to the brutal conditions heâd experienced before.
But since returning to the city, heâd been spending every day among beautiful women, having grown accustomed to their company.
Now, facing this group of burly men, he felt as if he had entered Hell.
Only after Su Xuan lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest for a long while did those big men hiding in the corner cautiously approach, their faces showing careful apology.
âBoss, from now on, youâre the boss here, in this cell, you call the shots,â Scorpion Man said, bowing his head, not daring to look at Su Xuan.
The rest of the criminals nodded repeatedly; obviously, even speaking was a privilege they didnât possess here.
âForget it, Iâm not interested in being the boss.
As long as you donât disturb me or bully others at will, thatâs enough,â Su Xuan then said.
Seeing that Su Xuan had no intention of pursuing the matter further, everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Only Wu Fei remained discontent, incessantly chattering and pleading with Su Xuan to teach him Martial Arts.
âBoss, Iâm begging you, just take me on, Iâll do anything for you.â
âI can also wash clothes and cook, and my cooking skills are very good; I can guarantee that youâll eat and drink well every day.â
An hour later, Wu Feiâs throat was hoarse, but he was still talking non-stop.
Su Xuan felt like his head was about to explode listening to him.
If it was anyone else, he would have slapped them already, but he found it hard to do so to someone who was very polite and earnest in their pleading.
âTell me, whatâs in it for me if I teach you Martial Arts?â Su Xuan finally asked.
âBenefit?â Wu Fei quickly caught on that one couldnât expect something for nothing and promptly considered what he could offer, âI could serve you in the future.â
âI donât need your service; I only need beauties to serve me,â Su Xuan said, eyes unblinking, hoping Wu Fei would get the hint and give up.
âThisâŚâ Wu Fei thought for a moment then said through gritted teeth, âI can pay you tuition.â
Su Xuan perked up a bit, sitting up to ask, âHow much money can you give me?â
âIâm still a student, and if I work part-time, I can earn a thousand a month.
Minus my living expenses, I can give you five hundred,â Wu Fei said, biting his lip.
âFive hundred?â Su Xuan nearly laughed out loud, âForget it.
Someone once offered me fifty million to teach them Kung Fu, and I didnât even glance at it.â
Wu Fei was completely dumbfounded.
If he had any backing, he wouldnât have ended up here getting beaten up.
Finally, biting his lip, he thought of something he held most precious, âI have a sister whoâs very beautiful; I can introduce her to you.â
âReally?â
Su Xuanâs interest was suddenly piqued, and he looked Wu Fei up and down, assessing his scrawny frame, before shaking his head, âNever mind.
Seeing you underdeveloped like this, I canât imagine your sisterâs development being much better.â
âNo, itâs not like that; my sister is completely different from me.
Sheâs the school beauty, oh, her figure is superb, and sheâs also very pretty, with a bunch of rich kids chasing after her every day,â Wu Fei said, scratching his head in desperation, eager to prove something.
âThe school beauty?â Images of those enticing photos of girls in school uniforms from certain websites floated in Su Xuanâs mind.
He couldnât help but be tempted, âWell, let me meet your sister first.
If sheâs really what you say, Iâll consider taking you on as a lackey.â
Wu Fei was overjoyed, confident in his sisterâs looks and figure.
No.
9 Detention Center fell into calm, but the noise outside was anything but.
The commotion was even greater than when they had first brought Su Xuan in.
âCaptain Zhou, are you sure you want to keep this A-level fugitive in No.
9 Detention Center instead of in solitary confinement?â a special police officer in his thirties with a stern face asked, his brows deeply furrowed.