69: Chapter 069: [Abusing the Prodigal Son] 69: Chapter 069: [Abusing the Prodigal Son] 250!
The Jeep’s extre speed, the kind usually found in supercars, was being unleashed by Ye Chenfeng on the bustling streets!
Of course, this car was obviously modified by Chen Xijun, otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to reach such speeds!
In the mont when several supercars were closing in, the silhouette of the Jeep Wrangler had already vanished, with no trace between the three vehicles, not even a lingering afterimage—it was reminiscent of a certain film effect: montage!
“Damn it!” Chu Xuanyu cursed loudly.
Louis Western Restaurant.
Chen Xijun was almost going mad.
She had thought she would be able to extract so information from Ye Chenfeng, but this guy was completely impervious, always managing to dodge Chen Xijun’s traps.
What surprised Chen Xijun even more was that she had practically used all the Mind Reading Techniques she had learned at the Siberian training camp, yet none of them worked on Ye Chenfeng.
Little did she know that the psychology courses offered at the Siberian training camp ca from the rcenary Organization Dragon Knight Forbidden Army, and the person who created those course materials was none other than Ye Chenfeng, right in front of her.
“Beautiful police officer, how about three more steaks and a bottle of red wine?” Ye Chenfeng, with his mouth greasy from food, looked up and said to Chen Xijun.
Chen Xijun was about to explode.
Did she really want to say to Ye Chenfeng: Are you a pig?
The main course had already been increased by five extra portions of steak for him, and he had already drunk two bottles of red wine.
Now he wanted another three steaks and a bottle of red wine.
What next, treating rice and drinks as nothing?
“Don’t be so stingy, you were the one who offered to treat to dinner!” Ye Chenfeng muttered discontentedly.
“Pfft!”
Chen Xijun felt like spitting blood.
Inviting Ye Chenfeng for a al was a complete mistake; he was just a shaless bastard.
“Oh, I forgot, police officers don’t make much money, shall I pay the bill instead?” Ye Chenfeng generously offered, but a sly twinkle flashed in his eyes.
“You…
Waiter, another three steaks and a bottle of Bordeaux red wine!” Chen Xijun shook with rage, her voluptuous chest heaved dramatically, unaware that she had once again attracted Ye Chenfeng’s gaze.
“You bastard, if you keep staring, be careful or I’ll cut it off!” Chen Xijun’s words were filled with an icy chill.
Upon hearing this, a chill ran down Ye Chenfeng’s groin, and he subconsciously scooted backward.
This woman was too ruthless, always threatening to cut off his ‘little brother’.
“Tsk!”
The sound of cars braking rapidly rose, and five supercars stopped one after another in front of the restaurant.
Following that, seven or eight flamboyantly dressed young n and won got out of the cars.
The leader, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, had a handso face and emitted a sharp, intimidating aura.
The young people behind him had their hair perd in an aviator style, wearing Harley earrings, looking arrogant to the extre.
They were the Racing Gang, and also part of the Crown Prince’s unruly faction, each with substantial backgrounds.
“Xijun, you’re here too?” Chu Xuanyu feigned ignorance; he had clearly followed Chen Xijun’s car here.
“Chu Xuanyu?” Chen Xijun exclaid, a flash of discomfort crossing her face.
Chu Xuanyu looked sowhat excited, “Xijun, I’ve finally seen you.
I’ve been thinking about you every mont while abroad!”
Ye Chenfeng spat, “Is that all these rich brats can say?
Boring!”
He clearly rembered that last ti Hua Manlou had said the exact sa thing, and now, Chu Xuanyu was repeating it.
“Who are you?” Imdiately, Chu Xuanyu’s gaze, cold as a blade, fell on Ye Chenfeng, and he asked with a hostile tone.
Ye Chenfeng continued to focus on his plate of steak, completely ignoring him.
“Kid, are you deaf?
I’m talking to you!” A silver-haired rich brat asked angrily, full of rage.
Only then did Ye Chenfeng slowly raise his head, pointed at his nose, and asked, “Are you talking to ?”
“I’m not talking to you, I’m talking to the flies!” He Tianju stared intently at Ye Chenfeng as he shouted.
“Didn’t your parents teach you to be polite when speaking to others?” Ye Chenfeng elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin while pinching it.
“Polite?
You’re talking to about politeness?
Haha…” He Tianju didn’t get angry but instead laughed, “Kid, do you think you’re really sothing?”
Ye Chenfeng looked him straight in the eyes, “I’ve been incredible since I was a child, what about it?”
A chill flashed in He Tianju’s eyes as he coldly said, “Then today I’ll let you understand what being polite ans.”
No sooner had he spoken than He Tianju made a lightning-fast move towards Ye Chenfeng’s shoulder.
“Snap!”
But soone was faster, Ye Chenfeng caught He Tianju’s hand in the blink of an eye, with a speed faster than thunder.
Everyone was stunned, especially those rich second-generations who knew that He Tianju had so martial arts training and was the most capable fighter among them, yet his hand was easily caught.
“You…” He Tianju was taken aback, and the next second he was almost overwheld by a tide of tearing agony.
“Hiss hiss…” He Tianju convulsed as he continuously gasped for air.
Turned out, Ye Chenfeng was bending He Tianju’s middle finger continuously backward, almost to a right angle of ninety degrees.
He Tianju’s face turned ghostly pale, devoid of a single thread of blood, his cold sweat flowing freely, making him look utterly ferocious.
“Do you understand the aning of manners now?” Ye Chenfeng’s face bore a deceitful smile as he asked indifferently.
Through gritted teeth, He Tianju said, “You slly brat, let go of if you dare!”
“Still got a tough mouth!” While speaking, Ye Chenfeng unconsciously increased his grip, and the angle between the middle finger and the palm grew even larger, moving past ninety degrees towards an obtuse angle.
“Ahh ahh ahh…
stop stop stop…
I know I’m wrong, I…
I know what manners are now!” He Tianju was in so much pain his words were unclear.
Ye Chenfeng smiled, adding pressure as he asked, “You understand now?”
“I do!” He Tianju, covered in cold sweat, nodded hurriedly.
“Understand what?”
“Pfft!”
He Tianju almost vomited blood and fainted when Ye Chenfeng threw this question at him.
“Brother…
I understand manners now!” He Tianju roared out with all his strength.
“Huff puff huff puff…” When Ye Chenfeng let go, He Tianju collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath heavily.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at him indifferently, “So weak!”
In his previous career as a rcenary, Ye Chenfeng had personally interrogated a top-notch Arican spy without using any tools to make him talk.
The thod was simple: breaking each of his fingers one by one, then setting them, and breaking them again.
The pain of ten fingers connected to the heart was unbearable.
That guy barely lasted one round before he spilled everything.
But compared to him, He Tianju was ridiculously weak today.
“You dare touch my guy?
Do you want to die?” Chu Xuanyu stared at Ye Chenfeng nacingly.
“So, what do you want to do?” Ye Chenfeng asked lazily.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng did not take him seriously, Chu Xuanyu felt an inexplicable surge of anger.
“You won’t be able to leave here in one piece today!” Chu Xuanyu threatened.
Chen Xijun watched quietly from the side, without intervening, instead looking on with anticipation and excitent.
Ye Chenfeng suddenly laughed loudly, “Haha, I’d like to see what you can do?”
“You little punk…” Chu Xuanyu beca even angrier seeing Ye Chenfeng’s fearless expression and anticipating face, it was as if the anger couldn’t find a place to vent.
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