Chapter 104: Cute and naive
Once those words were said, the people from the Red Thorns Society immediately brimmed with anger. Many of them knew of the unordinary relationship between this man and their leader. They werenât familiar with Yang Chen, but they could not tolerate an insult towards Rose!
Quite a number of people from West Union Society put their hands into their jackets, obviously preparing to fight.
Yang Chen unhappily waved his hand, signalling to these youngsters not to get agitated, âWhat do you want to do? Wait till youâve grown a beard before glaring to start a fight, sit down!â
Next, Yang Chen turned around and faced the smoking pipe man with a smile, âFor you to know that much, youâre indeed the same type as me, however you chose to be kept by a man like chairman Situ, while I chose to be kept by a beauty. Our tastes arenât the same, youâre more amazing than me, you have such heavy tastes.â
The smoking pipe man wasnât angered, he snorted then said, âGlib talker, at least you have some guts. I wonder how you are in other aspects, and whether or not you could satisfy that slut.â
âSmoke bro, thereâs no need to get into a war of words with a little white face, weâre not here to fight, weâre here to visit Miss Rose.â A plump-looking leader of West Union Society nefariously smiled, âFurthermore, this little white face looks so weak, he probably canât even satisfy Miss Rose, thereâs no need to ask this question at all.â
At last, a young head of Red Thorns Society couldnât tolerate it anymore, he drew out an American Colt revolver from his back, and shouted at the plump man with a face flushed from anger, âFatty you dare say that once more!!?â
The situation immediately turned for the worse!
âYoungster, why be so impatient?â The smoking pipe man who was addressed as Little Smoke bro laughed in disdain, and raised his hand.
*Swipe* *Swipe* *Swipe*
A line of over twenty West Union Society men suddenly drew out some shiny black weapons, they were all Browning pistols. This type of semi-automatic assault pistol has a range of a hundred meters, it had a firepower that no ordinary revolver could match.
Yang Chen watched this scene unfold, and squinted his eyes. It seemed like in a straight-up fight Red Thorns Society would have no chance of victory, as they were simply too far behind in terms of weapons. Situ Mingze held powerful arms, this wasnât a disparity that could be made up in a short period of time! This is the foundation West Union Society that was built over the years. If one wanted to deal with them, they would have to first find a way to stem their wealth!
Although Red Thorns Societyâs side were all youngsters with vigor, they had the bravery to charge and bleed, they werenât fools. They could infer that the circumstance presented to them was bad. They were obviously weaker, West Union Society came here prepared, and the people they brought were the elites amongst the elites, while on Red Thorns Societyâs side they were too worried about Roseâs injury when they came to visit so they didnât bring enough henchmen. How could they possibly compete with these thugs that wouldnât even bat an eye when killing people?
But being oppressed in their own territory like this left a bad taste in these Red Thorns Society leadersâ mouths, they had to swallow their impulses, and felt uncomfortable by it.
Yang Chen lifted the cocktail Little Zhao mixed, and swayed it towards Little Smoke bro. With a smile he said, âHey, from what fatty said, youâre called âLittle Castration(Little Smoke bro)â?â
âWhat, is there a problem with that?â Little Smoke bro proudly tapped away the ash on his smoking pipe.
Yang Chen couldnât help but laugh and said, âYour surname should be Li, right?â
âWhy?â The smoking pipe man pondered as he asked.
âYou must be the descendant of the main palace manager Li Lianying who waits upon the Empress Dowager Cixi, otherwise why would you call yourself âcastrationâ for no rhyme nor reason? You even have the world little added onto it. Actually if you donât mind, you could call yourself âLittle Pigeonâ too.â Yang Chen cheerfully suggested.
[TL: Li Lianying is an eunuch. Little Pigeon might be a nickname for Li Lianying.]
Little Smoke broâs face immediately turned black, he made an angry smile and said, âYour mouth is really smelly, it looks like you still donât understand that it only takes one of my brothers here to pull the trigger and your head will turn into a beehive, while it only takes one bullet aimed at your lower half to make you âcastratedâ.â
Yang Chen leisurely sipped on the cocktail, licked his lips in pleasure and said, âLook how impatient you are, if thereâs a problem we can talk. Actually, for a man like you whoâs kept by Chairman Situ, Iâd understand even if you were really âcastratedâ. After all, youâre being kept by a man, so it doesnât really matter if that thing has been âcastratedâ or not, that part of yours serves no purpose anyways.â
Everyone present was intelligent enough to understand what he meant, the meaning behind those words were as toxic as it can get. He didnât just scold Little Smoke bro, he even indirectly insulted Situ Mingze as well.
Little Smoke bro squinted his eyes, while the fatty who just spoke exposed a malicious smile and turned towards Situ Mingze, hoping that their chairman would give them the order to fight.
The Red Thorns Societyâs members heartily laughed, and looked at Yang Chen with reverence and worry. After all, their opponents had the capability of shooting him into a beehive in an instant.
Situ Mingze wasnât agitated by this, he first straightened his shirt, then raised his head with a smile that wasnât a smile to look at Yang Chen as if he was looking at a clown, âLittle friend, why bother? Humans have to understand this principle, when under the mercy of someone, they have to lower their heads; what youâre doing right now is humiliating my brothers, which is making things difficult for me as their boss.â
Yang Chen didnât like how Situ Mingze looked at him the same way he would look at an ant. Just with this gaze, Yang Chen had already placed this fellow into his blacklist.
âFact is, from the very beginning, Iâve had a doubt. Why arenât you angry that your brothers insulted your daughter, and instead only spoke out when your brothers were insulted. Or do you mean that other than the West Union Society, nothing else matters to you?â Yang Chen had always been curious about this, could he truly just forget about parental love for greater authority and status? To the point of forcing his daughter to rebel? Moreover, Rose wasnât an average girl, this was proven from the fact that she established the second strongest secret society in the west region in a mere few years. She possessed extraordinary capability.
It was as if Situ Mingze had heard the biggest joke in the world as he laughed so hard that he began smacking the sofa, âYouâre really such a silly youngster, a cute and naive youngster.â
âI donât like what you just said.â Yang Chen honestly replied, âIâm not silly, and Iâm not naive.â
âSo what? If I want to say these things, what can you do! Nobody can stop me! Itâs even more impossible for you!â
Situ Mingze appeared stern like a lion who had awoken, âRose is my daughter, no matter what, sheâs still my daughter, but who says that their daughter cannot be their enemy?â
âThose words of yours are extremely contradictory.â Yang Chen creased his brows.
âThey arenât contradictory at all.â Situ Mingze sneered, âDo you remember that matter over ten years ago, when America bombed the Huaxia embassy in Southeast Asia(could be the other way round)?â
âIâve think Iâve heard of it, but I was still young then.â Yang Chen nodded.
âHuaxia back then wasnât as powerful as it is today. Americaâs officials just straightforwardly stated that it was an âaccidental bombardmentâ as an excuse and didnât want to explain any more. At the same time, the President of the United States who came to Huaxia expressed condolences with great remorse in a meeting, sympathizing the bombardment from his country. This is how reality is, interests are interests, while affection is affection, thereâs nothing strange about that.â
Yang Chen understood what he meant, Rose was hurt by his men, but it had no relation to him coming to visit Rose! Yang Chen couldnât help but shake his head and say, âI now realize how naive you are, you think you are America?â
âAll I know is, you definitely arenât Huaxia.â Situ Mingze sneered.
Smoke bro who sat at the side didnât understand these words, he impatiently said, âBoss, let me shoot this brat down!â
Without waiting for Smoke bro to make a move, Zhang Hu who had remained silent all this time suddenly aggressively grabbed a gun from one of the subordinates behind him, and yelled, âThis brat is tired of living, Iâll first help boss to get rid of him!â
As he said that, Zhang Hu released the safety and pointed the gun at Yang ChenâŠâŠ
Everybody in the bar tensed up at that moment. Nobody expected Zhang Hu to suddenly get so angry that he was ready to kill for Situ Mingze.
âStop!â
Situ Mingze spoke up at this critical moment, in a pleased manner he said, âTiger, I know youâre loyal, but now isnât the time to pull the trigger and kill, donât forget our purpose for coming here today.â
âBut bossâŠâŠâ Zhang Hu was a little anxious as he panicked to say something.
âListen to my order.â Situ Mingze unflinchingly said.
Zhang Hu had no choice but to hold back his fury, toss the gun back to that subordinate and sit back down. He still however stared fiercely at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen didnât have any change in expression, but he was full of happiness in his heart, Zhang Huâs acting was practically on an Oscar-winning level.
âThe reason why I came here today is to visit my daughter and see how her injury is. I do not intend to fight, if it were otherwise, tossing a few bombs into the bar would fit my style more.â Situ Mingze said, âBut if I donât get to see my daughter, I canât guarantee that nothing would happen.â
Everybody present had their muscles tensed up, Situ Mingze never jokes, but they couldnât let the injured Rose come out. Subconsciously, everybody in Red Thorns Society moved closer to the corridor that lead to Roseâs room. If Situ Mingzeâs men tries to force their way in, they were all prepared to put their lives on the line.
Right at this time, a familiar voice sounded from the corridor.
âDonât block the way.â
All of those from Red Thorns Society turned around in shock. What they saw was Rose wearing a violet blouse with lace, three-quarter tights, and a white waist belt. Her soft hair was still a little wet, an indication that she had just taken a shower. She had slightly red cheeks, limpid eyes, and was very charming.
âBig sis⊠you⊠youâre alright?â
Many people from Red Thorns Society was astonished to the point of being speechless. Didnât Rose get shot by a gun? How is she suddenly alright!?
Several big shots of West Union Society also stood up from the shock. They couldnât believe what was before their eyes. They obtained accurate intelligence of Rose receiving a gunshot wound on her abdomen, and that she was possibly still in coma. How did she become so healthy to be able to stand in front of everybody so suddenly!? Furthermore, she didnât look like she was hurt at all!
There was no way that they would doubt the intelligence they had received, but they had no clue as to how that gunshot wound could heal in such a short period of time! Could it be that she was pretending to be alright? Forcing herself to endure the pain? It didnât seem like it!
Various emotions flashed in Situ Mingzeâs eyes. In the end, he had exchanged glances with Rose, this pair of father and daughter who turned into enemies were silent, like a family that hadnât met for ages, they scrutinized each other, and the mood became strange again.