Xu Muya was so anxious, she was on the verge of tears.
She knew all too well how shameless those brutes could be.
If something really happened to Jiang Yutong and her sister…
She didn’t dare to imagine it!
Chen Jiang comforted her from the side, “Mrs.
Xu, nothing will happen to them.
Trust me.”
“Okay, okay.” Xu Muya fought back her tears, driving home in a frantic hurry.
「At that moment, in the Jiang family home.」
The debt collectors were relentlessly kicking the door.
They were shouting a torrent of profanities.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yutong and her sister were huddled inside, their faces pale as they trembled in fear.
“Damn it!
Open the door!”
“Bitches, are you going to open up or not?”
“Weren’t you pretty arrogant yesterday?
Let’s see you try being arrogant again today!”
“I brought Zeng with me this time.
Not even God himself can save you now!”
Outside, the bald thug Chen Jiang had dealt with the day before was kicking the door with all his might, his face a mask of arrogance.
The entire iron door was on the verge of collapsing.
Jiang Yutong bit her lip and said to Jiang Yuning, “You… you find a place to hide.
Later, no matter what happens, don’t come out.”
“Sister…”
“Listen to me!”
Without another word, Jiang Yutong shoved her into a room.
She took a deep breath and picked up a fruit knife from the table, her gaze turning cold.
‘No matter what, I won’t let them hurt my sister today!’
Outside, a young man with a crew cut and a thuggish aura threw a cigarette butt to the ground.
“Baldy, you’re useless.
You’ve been kicking for so long and you still can’t get it open.
Get out of the way, let me do it!”
With that, he took a running leap and kicked the iron door!
“CRASH!”
It fell to the ground with a bang.
“Get in—!” the bald man ordered, and about a dozen thugs swarmed inside.
It was the same group from yesterday.
When they saw Jiang Yutong holding the knife, their faces twisted into mocking sneers.
Not only were they not afraid, they actually found it more interesting.
The bald thug licked his lips.
“Not bad, not bad.
She’s a feisty one.
Zeng, you’re in for a treat today.”
The young man known as Zeng couldn’t help but stare at Jiang Yutong.
‘What a catch!’
‘So delicate and fair, so young and vibrant!’
‘Best of all, she’s a good girl—pure and clean.
So much better than those slutty tarts I usually play with.’
Jiang Yutong held the knife in front of her, staring at them and roaring, “If you dare come any closer, I’ll stab you to death!”
“Heh, you think that’s going to work on me?” Zeng Xiaoji sneered disdainfully.
He was one of Master Zhou’s top fighters.
He wouldn’t claim he could take on a hundred men, but beating a dozen or so was no problem for him.
With his skills, why would he be afraid of a weak little girl like Jiang Yutong?
At this thought, he stepped forward, closing in on her one step at a time.
Jiang Yutong’s hands trembled.
Clasping the knife with both hands, she closed her eyes and thrust forward!
However, with a SMACK, Zeng Xiaoji grabbed her wrist.
He squeezed lightly, and she cried out in pain as the knife fell from her grasp.
Her wrist was already red and swollen, the pain bringing tears to her eyes.
“I heard my men came to collect a debt yesterday and got beaten up by some kid?
He’s got some nerve.
Now, tell him to get his ass out here!” Zeng Xiaoji’s eyes were vicious.
“He…
he’s not here.”
Jiang Yutong said, “The five hundred thousand…
We’ll pay you back the five hundred thousand as soon as we can.”
“I’m begging you, please let me go!”
Zeng Xiaoji let out a cold laugh.
“Let you go?
Then who’s going to let us off the hook?”
“Five hundred thousand?
You owe us one million three hundred thousand.
You think paying back five hundred thousand is enough to settle it?”
“One million three hundred thousand?” Jiang Yutong gritted her teeth.
“How did it become one million three hundred thousand?”
“You pissed us off, so we added another hundred thousand.” Zeng Xiaoji’s face split into a lewd grin.
“Of course, if you’re willing to pay with your body, we can give you a little discount…
Let me have you once, and I’ll knock off five hundred.
How about it?”
At Zeng Xiaoji’s words, the thugs behind him all erupted in obscene, raucous laughter.
“Let…
let me go!”
Jiang Yutong lifted her leg and kicked toward his groin!
However, Zeng Xiaoji simply raised a hand and caught her fair, slender foot.
He shoved her onto the sofa.
“Heh heh, now it’s time for me to collect some interest!”
With that, he was about to force himself on her!
“Don’t you dare hurt my sister!”
Jiang Yuning charged out from the other room, brandishing a wooden stick as she rushed at Zeng Xiaoji.
“Oho, twin sisters!
Looks like I’m really in for a good time today.”
He casually raised a hand.
And knocked the wooden stick from Jiang Yuning’s hands.
Then, he pushed her down onto the sofa as well.
“Lock the door!
I’m getting started!” Zeng Xiaoji stared at the gorgeous twin sisters, a burning heat spreading through his body.
He was about to take off his shirt and force himself on them.
“You got it!” The bald man, his face a mask of sycophantic eagerness, scurried over to close the iron door.
But before he even reached the doorway, he let out a sudden, blood-curdling scream as his entire body was sent flying back inside!
“THWACK!”
He slammed violently into a table, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.
This scene stunned everyone present.
They turned to look and saw Chen Jiang striding in, his face radiating killing intent and his eyes dark.
The thugs were all terrified, instinctively backing away.
After all, they had witnessed Chen Jiang’s skills yesterday and knew that a direct confrontation would end badly for them.
However, Chen Jiang had no intention of letting them go.
His body flickered, and in an instant, several screams rang out.
Seven or eight thugs were left wailing on the ground.
Some with broken arms, others with broken legs.
It was a miserable sight.
Yesterday, Chen Jiang had let them off once.
This time, he wasn’t going to give them any second chances.
He crippled them directly, teaching them a painful lesson they would never forget.
Seeing this, Zeng Xiaoji flew into a rage.
“Kid, you’ve got some skills!
But acting so arrogant in front of me?
You’re looking to die!”
He lunged forward in a single bound and threw a punch!
The punch whistled through the air, fast and vicious!
And yet… Chen Jiang caught his fist with ease!
A gentle twist!
“CRACK!”
His arm bone snapped!
The excruciating pain contorted his face.
And then…
Two more CRACKS!
Chen Jiang kicked and broke both of his legs on the spot…
At this sight, the remaining thugs trembled uncontrollably.
Zeng Xiaoji wailed incessantly.
“Kid, you dare touch me?
I’ll make you die today!”
He was one of Master Zhou’s most capable men.
To touch him was to slap Master Zhou in the face!
‘This kid is dead meat!’
Chen Jiang’s gaze was ice-cold.
“Master Zhou is the one behind you, right?
Call him.
Tell him I’m coming for him!”
“This debt… isn’t settled!”
Zeng Xiaoji’s eyes went wide!
‘Is this kid insane?’
‘He actually dares to go looking for Master Zhou?’
‘Does he have a death wish?’
‘Master Zhou is one of the three Vajras of the Jiulong Association!’
‘A legendary Inner Strength Martial Artist.’
‘Is he someone a kid like this can afford to provoke?’
“I’m giving you ten seconds to make the call.
Otherwise, there’s no need for you to keep your last arm!”
“Fine!
Fine!
Fine!” Zeng Xiaoji said coldly.
“You asked for this!”
“Ever since our Master Hao founded the Jiulong Association, no one has ever dared to provoke us like this!”
‘Master Hao?’
Hearing this name, Chen Jiang’s heart jolted!
‘These guys are that Master Hao’s subordinates?’
‘And is the Master Hao they’re talking about the main culprit behind his parents’ deaths?!’