“Very good. You actually dare extort me? Looks like you people are tired of living,” Ye Chen stood up and tossed his cigarette to the floor.
Just as he rose from the sofa, it instantly collapsed beneath him.
Sofa: “Should’ve died back in the factory!”
“You think you’re tough with a bandage on your head? 10,000 yuan, and we’ll pretend this never happened. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you need another roll of bandages for that head,” Liu Ma kept shouting, not retreating a single step under Ye Chen’s cold gaze. He even spat on Ye Chen’s face as he spoke.
Anyone familiar with Ye Chen would’ve instantly known—he was truly angry.
“I really hate people who talk using punctuation marks… especially quotation marks!”
The moment he finished speaking, Ye Chen grabbed Liu Ma by the throat and lifted him clean off the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Liu Ma might’ve been scrawny, but he still weighed over 50 kilograms—and Ye Chen had just picked him up like a chicken, without even breaking a sweat.
Everyone gasped in shock.
Durian Girl was utterly stunned.
“The hell are you all staring at?! Do something!” Liu Ma roared at his frozen underlings. Dammit, the trap hadn’t even sprung and the prey had already turned the tables!
Only then did the four dazed punks snap back to reality.
“F*ck you! Let go of Brother Ma!” they shouted, raising their bats and swinging them at Ye Chen.
Durian Girl had already covered her eyes, unable to watch.
Ye Chen’s expression remained calm. A crooked, sinister grin appeared on his face.
Liu Ma almost pissed himself. Was that even a human smile?!
But what happened next shocked him even more.
Just as the bats were about to land, Liu Ma was thrilled—beat that bastard to death!
But suddenly, a surge of energy burst from Ye Chen’s body. All four bats were shattered in midair and sent flying out of their hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The flying bats smashed the TV, shattered the windows.
The punks clutched their hands, groaning in pain—palms split open, tiger’s mouths torn.
They looked at Ye Chen as if they were seeing a ghost. What kind of technique was that?! This story is hosted at g.com.
Durian Girl peeked and was instantly stunned by the scene before her.
Just then, the screech of tires downstairs caught Ye Chen’s attention.
Still holding Liu Ma by the collar, he walked to the window and looked down.
Police cars!
His heart sank. Who the hell called the cops?!
He hadn’t wanted to get tangled up with law enforcement—especially not in this mess.
Fighting, soliciting… and with someone like that monstrosity Durian Girl!
If this got out, the mighty Dragon King might as well drown himself and go back to the Dragon Palace!
He immediately threw Liu Ma to the ground.
“Scram!”
He pulled out his phone and quickly recorded everyone present. He’d hand it all to Chen Wu later for cleanup.
His eyes turned sharp as he glared at Durian Girl.
When had he ever touched such an ugly woman in his life?!
There was still a seafood stench in his mouth!
Ye Chen wanted to kill her on the spot.
They all deserved to die!
But now wasn’t the time—the cops were here. He had to find a way out.
He peeked out the window—officers were already coming upstairs.
“Shit! If I find out who called them, I’ll f*cking rip you apart!” Ye Chen cursed viciously. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Then he turned back with a big friendly grin.
“Brothers, everything’s fine now. Look, it was just a misunderstanding, right? We’re all from the same streets—no need to make a scene. As for our sister here—no offense—Durian Girl, this was purely a miscommunication.”
Ye Chen reached into a drawer, pulled out a bundle of 10,000 yuan, and handed it to Liu Ma. “Brother Ma, let’s call this your medical fee. Take it and get out—cops are already upstairs. This’ll only get messy.”
Liu Ma and his crew stared blankly at Ye Chen’s sudden change in attitude.
But seeing that thick stack of red bills, their eyes lit up.
The cops showing up wouldn’t end well for them either. They made their money pulling seduction traps, but they’d seen enough legal news online to know—this counted as unlawful entry.
If they got caught, they might not just lose the job—they might all end up sewing buttons in prison.
Liu Ma took the money from Ye Chen, “Guess you know what’s good for you.”
Though he had nearly peed himself from fear earlier, he still ran his mouth.
A flicker of killing intent passed through Ye Chen’s eyes, but he didn’t have time to act. The police had already reached the door.
Ye Chen quickly threw an arm around Liu Ma’s shoulder. “You’ve gotten stronger lately, huh? We’ll have to spar again someday, brother.”
“Don’t move! Hands on your heads! Crouch down!”
Officer Liu Wei led four or five police officers as they rushed in, shouting at Ye Chen, Liu Ma, and the others.
Durian Girl, shaped like a water tank, clearly couldn’t crouch. She simply laid flat on the floor. The other four punks quickly squatted down and leaned against the wall—clearly used to this routine.
Only Ye Chen was still grinning with his arm around Liu Ma’s shoulder. Liu Ma had also been ready to squat, but Ye Chen forcibly held him up.
“Officer, you’ve got the wrong place, haven’t you? We didn’t do anything,” Ye Chen said with a cheerful smile, beaming like a blooming daisy.
“Yeah yeah yeah, Officer, wrong floor, maybe? We’re all good, honest people,” Liu Ma added, trying to act like Ye Chen’s long-lost buddy. They practically had their cheeks pressed together.
But Liu Wei didn’t even glance at them. He scanned the room, noticed the broken-down door.
Still trying to fake it in front of me?
Then he stared hard at Ye Chen for a moment. His eyes lit up. Wait a second… wasn’t this the guy who got arrested for making videos last time?
“Ye Chen? With the bandage, I didn’t recognize you at first,” Liu Wei said with an amused smile.
Ye Chen’s eyes brightened—an acquaintance?!