Chapter 1044: Chapter 1043: Ghost? (2 more)
“You punk, what nonsense are you spouting? I’m just helping disadvantaged groups here!” The man in the crowd looked a bit embarrassed and quickly pulled his hand back to explain.
When doing this kind of thing, you have to stand on the moral high ground. If logic isn’t on your side, your montum weakens instantly.
“Disadvantaged groups? A few grown n bullying a young girl, and you call yourselves disadvantaged? My skin is already pretty thick, but it’s got nothing on yours, not even close!” Ye Haochuan chuckled mischievously, staring at the old man on the ground.
“Bullshit! You brat, are you blind? She hit and broke sothing of mine. Asking for a little compensation, what’s wrong with that?” The old man responded arrogantly.
Ye Haochuan raised an eyebrow. “Oh, you got sothing broken? Where’d you get hurt? If sothing broke, shouldn’t you be at the hospital instead of loitering here? What exactly are you after?”
Not waiting for the old man to reply, Ye Haochuan continued, “Ohhh, I get it now—it must’ve been your third leg that got broken, and now you want this poor girl to take responsibility, huh? Then again, let’s be honest, at your age… even if it hadn’t been hit, it’s probably not in working condition anymore, am I right?”
Ye Haochuan’s words triggered a round of laughter from the surrounding crowd.
Zhu Wenjing heard this, was montarily stunned, and then couldn’t help but blush.
This guy—does he not know how to filter his words? Talking like such a rascal in front of a young girl—is that even appropriate?
Of course, Ye Haochuan didn’t realize that he had inadvertently offended this little beauty.
At the mont, he was still grinning devilishly and said to the old man, “How about this, no need for you to go to the hospital—Little Ke here is just a humble doctor-in-training. Why not let take a look for you instead?”
After thinking for a bit, Ye Haochuan added, “Don’t worry. Even if it’s really your third leg that’s broken, I can figure out sothing for you.”
The old man’s face changed from green to red, feeling more humiliated than if he’d actually been hit. At this point, he couldn’t say a single word.
Just then, the other man who had reached out earlier suddenly barked, “Damn it, which household’s dog got loose and started barking all over the place? Scram! Grandpa here’s getting annoyed just looking at you!”
Behind him stood a few cronies, all dressed like hoodlums. Clearly, their failed scam had left them hopping mad!
As his shout rang out, so of the crowd instinctively took a few steps back, evidently afraid of him.
This guy was infamous on this street. His na was Wang Lin, known as “Third Uncle” by so, aka “Old Wang From Next Door.” He relied on his brother-in-law, the police chief of Beichen Avenue, and ran rampant with his evil deeds.
On Beichen Avenue, any shop owner who didn’t pay him protection money could kiss their peaceful business goodbye.
Ye Haochuan whispered, “Little Sister, don’t worry. You’ve run into one of those infamous ‘碰瓷’ scam gangs. Don’t give them anything. Leave this to your big brother Haochuan—I’ll settle it for you. Afterward, you just treat to a al, so drinks, and maybe so karaoke, and we’ll call it even.”
Zhu Wenjing puffed up her cheeks, looking like she was about to say sothing.
But Ye Haochuan didn’t give her a chance to speak and directly asked the burly man in black, “What’s your na?”
“Wang Lin! Now that you know your Grandpa Wang’s na, why don’t you hurry up and scram!” The man in black answered.
Ye Haochuan let out a snort of laughter. “Wang Lin? Seriously? If you’re trying to make it obvious that you’re scum, you didn’t need to pick such a literal na, though!”
Before Ye Haochuan finished his sentence, a burly man jumped out and shouted, “You bastard! This here is our Third Uncle! Show so respect!”
Ye Haochuan grinned devilishly. “Oh-ho, Third Uncle, is it?”
Wang Lin looked at him and slightly lifted his chin. “My surna’s Wang—do you even know how to write the character? Three horizontal lines, one vertical line. My brothers from the underworld respect and call Third Uncle. I’ll allow you to call that too. Here’s the deal: You scram right now, and I won’t make things hard for you. How’s that sound?”
Ye Haochuan lifted his chin slightly and smirked. “Wang Lin, huh? How long have you been dead? I’ve got so pull with King Yama. Need a reincarnation ticket? Want to be a pig or a dog in your next life? Your call—I’ll make sure it happens.”
“Damn it, you’ve got a death wish, don’t you? Boys, take him down! Beat him to a pulp!” Wang Lin roared.
A few burly n didn’t waste any ti. Gripping iron rods, they aid straight for Ye Haochuan’s head.
Zhu Wenjing couldn’t bear it anymore and yanked Ye Haochuan out of harm’s way.
After all, he was helping her, and besides, she wasn’t an ordinary person. These small-ti thugs could bring as many n as they wanted; they were just offering themselves up to her.
As for Ye Haochuan, being pulled back a few steps so suddenly caught him off guard.
“Holy crap! This chick actually has cultivation! Damn, damn, damn—if she hadn’t made a move, he’d still be totally clueless!”
Ye Haochuan took a closer look at the necklace on this girl’s neck—it was clearly a spiritual artifact ant to conceal cultivation.
Realizing this, Ye Haochuan couldn’t help but curse, “F**k! Damn, I’ve never seen anyone in the scam business with such good taste. Seriously, what the hell!”
Turning his gaze back to the scamr old man, Ye Haochuan noticed that the guy was now rummaging around inside an Aston Martin, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.
Ye Haochuan couldn’t help but react with disbelief. “Damn, can’t you folks be a little more professional about your scams? Already stealing before sealing the deal—what kind of amateur hour is this?”
He muttered to himself as he reached out and pulled Zhu Wenjing back.
Letting a woman take the lead wasn’t his style, even if the woman wasn’t ordinary. No way.
At the sa ti, Ye Haochuan slapped out with his hand, delivering a solid hit.
“Smack!” A loud slap landed on the face of a man in black, sending him stumbling backward.
Before the others could react, a rapid series of “smack, smack, smack!” echoed, ringing through the air.
Ye Haochuan smacked away while muttering, “Damn, talk about charity work—teaching you losers how to behave, free of charge. Whatever, it’s all for the sake of this little beauty. Sacrifice now; I’ll make up for it later by getting a good look at her.”
Zhu Wenjing, given her abilities, heard every single word of this unfiltered comntary loud and clear.
Her cheeks turned pink as she cursed under her breath, “Bastard! Shaless pervert! Rotten scumbag! Who’s letting you look at anything?!”
After a few more slaps, Ye Haochuan left the group of burly n completely dazed, disoriented, and nursing swollen faces. With a kick apiece, he sent them sprawling on the roadside.
Turning to Wang Lin, Ye Haochuan said with a grin, “Heh, Third Uncle? More like Third Pig. Although… hmmm, this doesn’t quite do you justice. What should I do about this?”
Smirking darkly, Ye Haochuan added, “Guess I’ll help you out.”
With that, Ye Haochuan let loose another round of slaps. The “smack, smack, smack, smack” chorus instantly turned into a symphony.
Under this musical assault, Wang Lin’s face rapidly swelled up like a balloon.
Ye Haochuan nodded in satisfaction. “Now that’s what I call a proper Third Pig.”
The scamr old man, seeing the situation, turned tail and ran.
Just then, a police car pulled up with its siren blaring, and several officers stepped out.
One of the officers noticed the n in black lying on the ground, groaning in pain, and his face imdiately darkened.
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