The lead thug obviously hadn’t expected that Jiang Chen, instead of fleeing, would actually volunteer to seek out Lord Dog.
Naturally, this was a good thing for him.
Since all the men he had brought had been defeated by Jiang Chen, going back empty-handed would make it notoriously difficult to report in.
But if he brought Jiang Chen back with him, Lord Dog would certainly have his own ways of dealing with the brat.
The thug sized Jiang Chen up.
He couldn’t quite see through the young man.
He didn’t know if Jiang Chen truly had the capital to challenge Lord Dog, or if he was simply a frog in a well, blinded by sheer arrogance.
However, the thug leaned heavily toward the latter.
In all of Baiyun Town, there were scarcely a few who dared to cross Lord Dog.
And in the thug’s mind, Jiang Chen was obviously not one of them.
He narrowed his eyes and laughed.
“Sure!
You volunteering to see Lord Dog saves us a lot of effort!”
Jiang Chen glanced at the thug, then turned back to Zhang Rou.
“Sister Rou, you take the stuff and head back first.”
A trace of astonishment hung on Zhang Rou’s face; evidently, she hadn’t yet recovered from her initial shock.
Eight burly thugs had just been taken out by Jiang Chen, just like that!
To her, Jiang Chen had always seemed gentle and weak, yet he possessed such terrifying combat prowess.
It completely exceeded her expectations.
Upon hearing his words, Zhang Rou’s expression shifted into one of worry.
“You can’t go.”
Jiang Chen shook his head.
“If I don’t go, they’ll definitely come knocking again.
It wouldn’t be good to turn the whole village upside down when that happens, and it would also affect Yanran.
That’s not what I want.”
“But…”
“It’s fine.
Once I go and deal with Lord Dog, all of this will be over,” Jiang Chen said, interrupting her.
Zhang Rou furrowed her brows.
“That Lord Dog is very powerful.
There isn’t a single person in this entire town who dares to offend him.
Plus, he has a ton of underlings at his beck and call.
Going alone is no different from throwing your life away!
Why don’t we take this chance to leave right now?
We can figure something out once we get back!”
Jiang Chen reached out and grasped Zhang Rou’s delicate shoulders.
Gazing deeply into her eyes, he said, “It’s fine.
He’s just a mad dog.
You head back first.”
“I…”
“Alright, listen to me!”
Jiang Chen patted her shoulder, his tone filled with absolute certainty.
Finally, she said solemnly, “Then you must be extremely careful.”
Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, handing over his bag of herbs.
“Head back first.
And whatever you do, don’t tell Yanran about what happened here.”
With that said, Jiang Chen turned to face the thug.
“Let’s go!”
The lead thug cast a glance at Zhang Rou.
It was obvious he wanted to take both of them back.
With so many of his brothers beaten up, only bringing back Jiang Chen felt like a bit of a loss.
But right now, he was no match for the young man.
He could only watch as Zhang Rou rode away on her bike.
A flash of displeasure flickered in his eyes before he led Jiang Chen to a nearby van.
He started the engine and sped off into the distance.
Meanwhile, inside a billiard hall on the outskirts of town.
Some people were shooting pool, while others sat around smoking and playing cards.
And sitting right in front of a statue of Guan Yu was their boss, Mad Dog!
It was already a warm spring, yet Mad Dog was still wearing a mink fur coat on his upper body.
On his lower half, however, he wore a pair of bright red shorts, paired with blue flip-flops, making him look exceptionally eccentric.
He held a small knife in his left hand, having just skewered a piece of beef.
As he chewed, he raised a bottle of Erguotou liquor in his right hand.
Eating and drinking, he seemed extraordinarily carefree.
Setting down his drink, he checked the watch on his wrist.
“Damn it, Zhang Bazi took so many men out with him.
Why hasn’t he brought those two back to me yet?”
A burly man nearby hurriedly leaned in and smiled.
“Lord Dog, are you still worried about how Brother Ba handles things?
He should definitely be on his way back by now.
When the time comes, we’ll teach that guy named Jiang Chen a good lesson.
Then, we’ll save the beauty next to him for you to relieve some of your stress.”
Mad Dog cast a sidelong glance at the man, then grinned.
“I heard the woman next to Jiang Chen is quite pretty?”
“Yeah.
According to that guy Liu Hao, she’s very beautiful.
Although not as stunning as Qin Yu, she isn’t far off,” the burly man laughed.
“Where’s Liu Hao?”
“He went to the clinic to get his hand bandaged.”
“Mhm.”
Mad Dog picked at his teeth with the edge of his knife and smiled.
“Since she’s a beauty, once I’m done having my fun, I’ll let you boys have a taste, too.”
“Thank you, Lord Dog!” The man smiled excitedly.
“Then I’ll go to the door and welcome Brother Ba.”
With that, he turned and headed for the entrance.
However, before he could even reach the door, he saw something—or more accurately, a flying lump of meat—hurtling directly at him. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
THUD!
It smashed right into him without deviating an inch.
The man was just about to open his mouth and hurl a string of curses when he realized that the person who had crashed into him was none other than the very Zhang Bazi he had just mentioned.
“Brother Ba, you…
what happened to you?”
As he spoke, Jiang Chen’s figure appeared in the doorway.
His hands were stuffed in his pockets, and a cigarette dangled from the corner of his lips.
An enigmatic smile hung on his face.
Zhang Bazi being tossed in, followed by Jiang Chen strolling through the door, instantly drew the attention of everyone in the billiard hall.
One by one, they put down what they were holding and stood at attention in perfect unison.
Lord Dog abruptly stopped eating his meat.
Staring at Jiang Chen, he asked, “Who the hell are you?”
Jiang Chen swept his gaze over the surroundings before his eyes finally settled on Mad Dog.
He strode right up and sat down directly across from the gang boss.
Glancing at the Western-style knife and fork, alongside the bottle of Erguotou, he grinned.
“Living the good life, aren’t we?”
“Who are you?” Mad Dog asked, his grip tightening around the small knife.
Mad Dog’s appearance was quite intimidating.
A knife scar slashed across his bald forehead, extending all the way down below his right eye.
The shocking scar looked just like a giant centipede clinging to his face.
Whenever his facial muscles twitched, the scar writhed along with them, making him look exceptionally ferocious.
Jiang Chen pinched his cigarette between his fingers and flicked the ash right onto Mad Dog’s beef.
He then grabbed a cup and leisurely poured himself a glass of Erguotou.
As he did this, he chuckled, “You sent so many men looking for me, and now you’re asking who I am?”
Mad Dog and his surrounding lackeys’ expressions changed drastically.
“You’re Jiang Chen?”
“Correct answer!”
Jiang Chen took a sip of the strong white liquor, an expression of endless aftertaste spreading across his face.
However, following his actions, the burly men surrounding them instantly moved in.
Some grabbed liquor bottles, while others snatched up pool cues, closing in on him from all sides.
Each one of them looked like a vicious demon, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.
Jiang Chen cast a sideways glance at the men before raising his head.
“Mad Dog, is it?”
Mad Dog narrowed his eyes.
“Kid, you should call me Lord Dog!”
“A dog is a dog.
How dare you audaciously call yourself a Lord?” Jiang Chen flashed a toothy grin and pointed at the surrounding crowd.
“A mad dog leading a pack of huskies, and you really think you’re the overlord of Baiyun Town?”
“Boy, you have a death wish!” the thug next to him bared his teeth.
“I advise you to immediately get on your knees and apologize to our Lord Dog!
Otherwise, we’ll toss you on the grill and roast you to feed the dogs!”