Chapter 443 - He is someone you can't afford to mess with
Chapter 443 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" opens with dynamic events: Ye Chenfeng did not answer Mao Kangpingâs questions, simply hanging up the phone.Since Mao Kangping... Read on for more!
Ye Chenfeng did not answer Mao Kangpingâs questions, simply hanging up the phone.Since Mao Kangping was in the private room next door, Ye Chenfeng had no objection to checking it out, to see what kind of trouble Mao Kangping had really gotten into.
After all, Ye Chenfeng knew Mao Kangping, and Mao Kangping hadnât given him any reason to be repulsed.
If he could lend a hand easily, Ye Chenfeng certainly wouldnât stand by and do nothing.
He casually said to Monkey and the others, âWait for me here in the private room for a bit, Iâll be right back.â
In room number seven of Haowei Residence, Mao Kangping heard the âbeep beep beepâ of the busy signal on the phone and his face turned bitter.
He hadnât expected Ye Chenfeng, after spouting a bunch of nonsense, to actually hang up on him.
Just as he hesitated whether to call Ye Chenfengâs mobile number again, Sun Zhian said coldly, âWhat?
Looks like no one wants to lend you money, does it?
Looks like you and your sonâs lives will have to stay in Capital City.â
Bent over with blood streaming from his nose, Mao Yajie rubbed his sore stomach, then wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand and slowly straightened up, staring at Sun Zhian and saying, âIs there no law in society anymore?
You think you can just kill people whenever you wish?
Does Capital City belong to you?
As far as I know, Fiend Snake Club is nothing but a third-rate gang in Capital City.
Do you, Sun Zhian, really have that capability?â
Mao Yajie, full of youthful vigor and fiery blood, often acted without considering the consequences.
Although what he said was not wrong, the Fiend Snake Club, a gang of no significance, became a towering presence before him and his father.
âMao Yajie, do you have any self-awareness at all?
A piece of trash that can only flap his gums, itâs easier for Zhian to crush you and your father than to crush two ants, and yet you dare target me?
Even if I were blind, I wouldnât take a second look at a loser like you,â Hua Qiaoli stood up from Sun Zhianâs thigh and scoffed disdainfully from her throat.
Sun Zhian also stood up from his chair, rolling his shoulders and said, âMao Yajie, as you said, our Fiend Snake Club can barely squeeze into the ranks of third-rate gangs in Capital City, but do you think you have the right to speak to me like that?
Do you think youâre the president of the Victory Sky Society?â
âThe Victory Sky Society is now the top gang in Capital City, and this restaurant is one of the Victory Sky Societyâs properties.
If youâre capable, get someone from Victory Sky Society to vouch for you!
Do you have that ability?
If you two canât come up with five million today, each of you will leave one hand behind.
You should be thankful for my generosity, as I was originally prepared to send you two off to meet King Yama.â
With each sarcastic remark from Hua Qiaoli and Sun Zhian, Mao Yajieâs sense of suffocation grew more intense, and he even began to tremble.
In front of the entire Fiend Snake Club, he indeed felt powerless.
âSo, want to try making a couple more phone calls?
I can still wait for an hour or two, donât say that I, Sun ZhianâŚâ Sun Zhian teased, looking at Mao Kangping.
âWow~, this place is quite lively!â Sun Zhian didnât finish his sentence when a carefree voice interrupted him.
Upon hearing the voice, everyone in the private room turned their attention to the door, where they saw a young man in his twenties, pushing the door open and entering.
Sun Zhian asked with unfriendly tones, âWho are you?
Is this your room to just barge into as you please?â
When Mao Kangping saw the figure of the young man at the door, his face flushed with excitement.
He hadnât expected Ye Chenfeng, who had just hung up the call, to suddenly walk into private room number seven.
With Ye Chenfengâs presence, Mao Kangping believed that today, he and his son would definitely be fine.
With Ye Chenfengâs miraculous means, they could surely be saved.
âMr.
Ye, what are you doing in Capital City?
No wonder you just asked me where I was,â Mao Kangping respectfully said to Ye Chenfeng, already placing Ye Chenfeng beyond the category of a normal human being in his mind.
In front of Ye Chenfeng, he couldnât help but maintain this low stance, which was also a form of respect for Ye Chenfeng.
âSo itâs someone you know!
Well, this makes things a lot easier, are you here to repay their debt?â Sun Zhian felt particularly awkward and strange inside as Mao Kangping, a middle-aged man, addressed a youth in his twenties as âsir.â
Ye Chenfeng completely ignored Sun Zhian, and after learning the full story from Mao Kangping, he looked directly at Sun Zhian and said, âYou have two minutes to kneel and apologize, or else bear the consequences.â
âHahahaââ After a brief pause, Sun Zhian burst into loud laughter and said, âAm I hearing things wrong?
You want me to kneel and apologize?
Do you know who I am?
My dad is the president of the Fiend Snake Club, and who the hell are you to show up out of nowhere?â
Mao Kangping was unaware of Ye Chenfengâs identity.
Even though Ye Chenfeng possessed miraculous means, concern was still inevitably written on his face.
This was after all the capital of Huaxia Country, unlike the border regions where one could kill with impunity, ruling based on sheer martial strength.
In the metropolis of Capital City, it was all about connections.
âIâll say it again, hand over five million and you can leave here safely.
My patience is very limited,â Sun Zhianâs face grew increasingly grim.
Ye Chenfeng treated Sun Zhianâs threat as a fart, saying, âMy patience is even more limited than yours.
Make the right decision before two minutes are up, and do it quickly!â
âSuch arrogance.
It seems I really need to teach you a lesson today.â Sun Zhian, displeased, ordered the nearby Praying Mantis, âPraying Mantis, take good care of him.
Let him experience what unimaginable pain feels like, will you?â
Praying Mantis twisted his neck, a disdainful sneer hanging from the corners of his mouth. Google seaĘá´h Nová´lFÉŞre.É´et
In his view, Ye Chenfeng in front of him posed no threat at all.
He believed he could make Ye Chenfeng fall to the ground, unable to get up again, within three moves.
âJust relax, kid.
That way, maybe youâll suffer a bit less pain,â Praying Mantis walked toward Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfengâs figure also moved, incredibly fast.
Now that his Soul Force had risen to Level Nine, his speed had naturally doubled.
Just as Praying Mantis took two steps, Ye Chenfengâs figure appeared in front of him, his right palm already gripping Praying Mantisâ throat.
With just a bit more strength from Ye Chenfengâs palm, Praying Mantis was sure to die.
Praying Mantisâ twitching arms stopped instantly, cold sweat pouring out of his forehead, his facial expression frozen, his mouth slightly agape, his heartbeat accelerating rapidly.
What was this situation?
What exactly was going on?
Sun Zhian, who had been waiting to enjoy the spectacle, was shocked beyond words at this scene.
Mao Yajieâs eyes were wide; he didnât know what relationship Ye Chenfeng had with his father.
But he hadnât expected Ye Chenfeng to possess such extraordinary skill!
The calmest in the private room was undoubtedly Mao Kangping.
He knew all too well that Ye Chenfeng was someone who didnât even fear bullets.
Even if everyone in the room joined forces, they surely wouldnât be a match for Ye Chenfeng.
âExactly who are you?
Do you really want to oppose the Fiend Snake Club?â Sun Zhian, having regained his wits, asked urgently.
âHeâs someone you canât afford to provoke.â
The door to private room number seven was pushed open again, with Brother Hu leading the way.
They hadnât waited for Ye Chen to return in private room number eight, so they had come out together to see what their leader was dealing with.
Others who saw Brother Hu and his group didnât show much change in expression.
But Praying Mantis, whose throat was clutched by Ye Chen, paled even more.
He had had the fortune to catch a glimpse of Brother Hu two days ago and knew that Brother Hu was a senior figure in the Victory Sky Society.
Now it seemed Brother Hu had come to back up Ye Chen.
This gave him a very bad premonition.
âBoss, did these scumbags bother you?â Brother Hu walked up to Ye Chenfengâs side and asked respectfully.
This time, Praying Mantis was completely dumbfounded, almost peeing himself in terror.
The only person who could make the Victory Sky Societyâs Brother Hu call him boss was probably the president of the Victory Sky Society, right?
It was said that the president of the Victory Sky Society was a young man, and all the evidence suggested that the young man clutching his throat was most likely the president of Victory Sky Society.
(To be continued.
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