Chapter 98: The God of War

The two of them were subdued in an instant by Ye Chen, and he rushed forward at full speed.

Before he had even entered, he could already hear Feng Zixiao’s heartbreaking cries from inside.

Ye Chen charged in and saw more than twenty punks armed with iron rods, baseball bats, and machetes. On the floor lay the men Feng Zixiao had brought with him, each one writhing in agony and covered in blood.

Feng Zixiao was being restrained by two men, both of his arms pinned. A brute who looked like a gorilla was swinging his fists savagely at Feng Zixiao.

“You sons of bitches!”

With a furious roar, Ye Chen hurled himself at them.

“Brother Chen!”

The men who could still move scrambled up from the ground. They had all witnessed Ye Chen’s methods before, and now that he had arrived, hope surged through them. The more than twenty men immediately turned to deal with Ye Chen.

By then, Ye Chen had been fully enraged.

All along, he had treated Feng Zixiao like one of his own. Now, seeing his brother being bullied, his eyes turned red with fury.

“Die!”

Ye Chen pushed off the ground and sprang into the air, pouncing toward his opponent. One of the men, gripping an iron rod, swung viciously at him, but Ye Chen stepped directly onto the man’s face. That blow would likely have shattered the bridge of his nose. The moment Ye Chen landed, he snatched the iron rod from the man’s hands and roared, “Brothers, all of us together! Kill these dogs!”

Led by Ye Chen, the wounded men also found the courage to pick up their weapons and charge back into the fight.

Facing a hundred enemies alone, iron rod in hand and burning with rage, Ye Chen seemed like a war god descending from the heavens. His eyes were bloodshot. With a single swing of the rod, he smashed two men to death and injured five more. The others did not even dare come close.

Seeing him, they felt as though they were facing a savage beast, and one by one they backed away.

Then the gorilla-like man stepped forward.

His fists clenched tightly, like two iron hammers.

“You... die!”

Ye Chen shouted furiously, iron rod in hand. Though the difference in their height was substantial, he paid it no mind. The other man glared back at him, and between them seemed to rise a monstrous tide of rage.

Ye Chen moved first, charging straight at him. The gorilla spread his stance and waited for the attack. But when Ye Chen was less than three meters away, he suddenly slipped, throwing himself flat onto the ground. Using the tremendous momentum, he slid directly between the gorilla’s legs.

“Uh...”

The gorilla froze. Then a wave of piercing pain suddenly exploded from behind him.

He let out a miserable howl and reached back instinctively, only to find his hands could not possibly reach. So he could do nothing but stagger in circles where he stood, screaming in pain.

Ye Chen showed no intention of stopping. Raising the iron rod, he brought it down again and again against the back of the man’s head.

Bang!

No matter how sturdy the gorilla was, he could not hold out any longer and crashed to the ground.

The surrounding punks all froze.

Ye Chen spat on the floor; even the saliva carried a trace of blood.

He waved his hand and said, “Brothers, block the door. Today we’re going to shut the gate and beat the dogs!”

“Hoo! Shut the gate and beat the dogs! Shut the gate and beat the dogs!”

Everyone moved to surround the entrance.

Ye Chen hurried over and helped Feng Zixiao to his feet.

“You all right?”

“Brother Chen, I’m fine for now. If you’d arrived any later, I’m afraid I really would have been in trouble,” Feng Zixiao said with a smile. Blood stained all his teeth.

Ye Chen felt Feng Zixiao’s chest and immediately drew a sharp breath.

His face darkened. “Damn it, two broken ribs! Kill them!”

Feng Zixiao was helped aside by two injured men.

Ye Chen glared at the nine remaining thugs and thundered, “Speak! Who sent you?”

“Hmph. If you want to know, go ask the King of Hell!”

The leader, a man wearing denim overalls and a huge earring, shot Ye Chen a fierce look.

Ye Chen gave a cold laugh. “Good. Very good. Since you want me to ask the King of Hell, then you’d better go down and make things clear for him first.”

With that, Ye Chen instantly lunged forward. His speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of them.

The nine men swarmed up together.

Ye Chen, gripping the iron rod with one hand, swept three of them clean off their feet in a single blow. They all fell backward in unison, their ribs broken by the impact.

The iron rod weighed more than ten jin, and with Ye Chen’s force behind it, a single strike carried at least a hundred or two hundred jin of power. Under such force and speed, it would have been strange if their ribs had not shattered.

“Damn it, I’m going to kill you!”

The earring-wearing man clenched his teeth and swung a machete more than a meter long at Ye Chen. Ye Chen sidestepped, then brought the iron rod down hard on the man’s head.

This time he controlled his strength. Even so, the blow split the man’s scalp and sent blood pouring down.

Terrified, the earring-wearing man dropped the machete and cried out, “My God, blood! There’s blood!”

“Brothers, seize this bastard!”

At Ye Chen’s roar, several of Feng Zixiao’s men rushed up and swarmed the earring-wearing man, pinning him down so tightly one might have thought they were strangling a pig.

The earring-wearing man howled frantically, “Don’t touch me, or I’ll have Prince wipe out your entire families!”

“Prince?”

Ye Chen paused.

“Brother Chen, Prince is a gang leader in the southern district. As for why he’s targeting us, I really don’t know,” Feng Zixiao said, clutching his chest and coughing up blood.

Ye Chen hurriedly said, “Quick, get Zixiao to the hospital!”

“Got it!”

A few men immediately lifted Feng Zixiao into a van the casino had just bought and rushed him to Jianghuai City Hospital.

Ye Chen stayed behind with the others to interrogate the captives.

With a grin, he said, “Kid, start talking. Why is Prince going after Feng Zixiao?”

“I don’t know!”

The earring-wearing man glared at Ye Chen coldly. “I’m telling you, you’d better let me go right now and kneel before me begging for mercy. Maybe I’ll put in a good word for you in front of Prince. Otherwise, Prince will kill you!”

“Is that so?”

Ye Chen laughed coldly.

In this life, he hated nothing more than being threatened.

He stepped forward, pressed one hand against the man’s face, forced his fingers into the sockets of his eyes, then used his right hand to grasp the earring and ripped it straight out.

In an instant, the man’s ear became a mangled, bloody mess.

The man screamed in unbearable agony, and his shrieks were no less miserable than Feng Zixiao’s had been earlier.

Ye Chen said in a cold voice, “Will you talk? If you still refuse, I guarantee I’ll dig your eyeballs out alive.”

He was not unfamiliar with such things. Compared with his past methods, gouging out an eyeball was already rather merciful.

The truly ruthless one was the Great General, who would strip a living person of skin and sinew, boil tea in human blood, refine soap from human fat, and feed wolf packs with human flesh...

“N-no! I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” the man cried at once.

“Hmph. That’s more like it. Otherwise, I have thousands of ways to deal with you,” Ye Chen said coldly.

“I... I don’t actually know much,” the earring-wearing man said fearfully, glancing at Ye Chen. “I only know that Prince has been getting very close to Yan Buer lately. Other than that, I don’t know anything. But I’m sure it has to do with this piece of territory. With such a prime location, I don’t believe Yan Buer would give it up. So...”

Ye Chen frowned, swept his gaze around, then said coldly, “You smashed this place to pieces. How do you plan to pay for it?”

“I... I...”

The earring-wearing man did not dare meet Ye Chen’s eyes. In a timid voice, he said, “I’m willing to pay.”

“The renovation cost here is three million in total. You’ll pay for all of it,” Ye Chen said with a snort.

“What?!”

The man’s eyes widened.

What kind of compensation was that? Even if the entire hotpot restaurant had cost three million to renovate, the damage they had done would at most be worth one or two hundred thousand, maybe two hundred and fifty thousand at most. There was no way it would exceed three hundred thousand. But to make him pay three million... that was obviously a scam.

The man wailed, “Brother, I... I don’t have that much money!”

“You don’t, but Prince does,” Ye Chen said with a grin. “Call him. Tell him to bring money and redeem you.”

“Brother, don’t joke. Small-time lackeys like us don’t have Prince’s number. Usually, he’s the one who contacts us,” the man said with a bitter smile.

Ye Chen showed no politeness. “Then that’s fine too. I’ll go ask Prince for it myself.”

At that moment, Jiang Wei led a group of people in from outside. After entering, he looked around in shock and hurriedly asked, “Big brother, what happened here?”

“A bunch of dogs tried to wreck our business!” Ye Chen cursed coldly. “I was just about to go demand money from Prince. Are you coming?”

“What?!”

Jiang Wei was stunned.

Who was Prince? In all of Jiangbei City, he was a figure of some standing. What right did they have to ask him for money?

After one of the younger men explained the situation, Jiang Wei finally understood what had happened. Hearing the story, his blood began to boil. Why had he not come earlier? He had missed the show just now.

Now that he had missed one good show, there was no way he would miss the second.

Without even thinking, Jiang Wei immediately nodded. “Big brother, I’m in. Why wouldn’t I go?”

“Good.”

Ye Chen calmed down a little. With a cigarette between his lips, Jiang Wei hurried over and lit it for him.

Taking a couple of drags, Ye Chen said, “Jiang Wei, have your men tie up every last one of these dogs. Get a few vehicles ready and haul them out. We’re going to ask Prince for money!”

“Got it!”

Jiang Wei nodded at once.

After a few phone calls, several commercial vans came speeding over. Jiang Wei’s men promptly tied the more than twenty thugs with ropes and threw them into the backs of the vans.

The vans had had their rear seats removed so they could fit more people, making them very spacious. One vehicle could easily hold ten men. With three vans packed full, they sped toward the southern district.

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