Ling Chen sighed helplessly. He knew this little girl had decided to stick to him. Checking the ti, it was almost three o’clock. Before heading to the airport, he had made an appointnt with Tang Guolun to take care of sothing very important today.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen looked at Little Hua in the rearview mirror and said, "I can let you co with , but you must be obedient and not cause any trouble."
Little Hua replied with a grin, "Don’t worry, big brother, I won’t cause you any trouble."
At that mont, Ling Chen drove the car straight to the agreed location. After about an hour on the road, Ling Chen arrived with Little Hua in a partially developed area in the north of Beijing. Looking around, new office buildings and shops were everywhere. However, among these buildings, there were many old residential houses and buildings.
This area was originally a governnt redevelopnt project, but many residents felt the governnt’s compensation was insufficient and refused to give up their hos, gradually becoming so-called "nail households." The large number of these households greatly limited the area’s developnt.
Following the car’s navigation route, Ling Chen soon drove up to a restaurant. This restaurant wasn’t very big, with only about a hundred square feet—just a very ordinary place. At that ti, dozens of young n with a gangster-like deanor were gathered outside the restaurant, smoking, gathered in groups, exchanging lewd jokes.
Little Hua leaned against the car window, looking at the scene outside, and asked, "Big brother, what are we doing here?"
"Having tea and chatting." After speaking, Ling Chen opened the car door and headed over with Little Hua. Before the two got close to the restaurant entrance, a young man with tattoos on his hand walked up and blocked their path, impatiently saying, "We’re closed today. If you want a al, go sowhere else. Get lost!"
"I’m here to find soone," Ling Chen replied flatly.
"Find soone?" The tattooed young man sized up Ling Chen, sneering and saying, "Do you know anyone here?" Then, glancing at Little Hua beside Ling Chen, he smiled maliciously, "Your girl looks pretty good, but she’s a bit young. My buddies aren’t too interested in little girls anyway, or else..."
"Or else what do you intend to do?" A voice interrupted, drawing everyone’s attention to the restaurant entrance. At that mont, Jiang Yunkai quickly approached, pointing at the tattooed young man’s nose, "This is Chen, watch your mouth."
"Chen?" The tattooed young man flicked his cigarette ash, blowing out smoke, and with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, he said, "What Chen, what dog, I’ve never heard of them. Nowadays, it seems anyone can call themselves ’brother.’ Ridiculous. People need to take a good hard look at themselves first to see if they have the right to claim that title."
Jiang Yunkai’s eyes narrowed, his tone growing colder, "You’d better apologize imdiately."
The tattooed young man scoffed, "So what if I don’t? What are you going to do about it? Are you planning on hitting ?" With that, he whistled. The surrounding young thugs quickly gathered around, encircling Ling Chen and Jiang Yunkai, fixing them with hostile glares.
Jiang Yunkai took a step forward, coldly stating, "I’ll count to three. You better all get out of my way. One!"
"Two!" The tattooed young man interjected, "Let save you so ti and just shout ’three’ right away."
Hearing this, Jiang Yunkai glanced back at Ling Chen, and upon seeing him nod slightly, he stopped talking and swiftly dashed forward, grabbing the tattooed young man’s throat and lifting him high off the ground.
Seeing Jiang Yunkai make a move, the group of young n imdiately started shouting, swinging their fists and feet, all aiming at Jiang Yunkai. Standing by, Ling Chen watched leisurely, showing no intention of helping. No kidding, these punks were no match for Jiang Yunkai.
With Jiang Yunkai’s current strength, he could easily make it to the top ten on the Tiger List. Ordinary experts wouldn’t necessarily be his match, let alone a bunch of rabble.
Sure enough, in no ti, more than ten young n were already lying on the ground, either with fractures or dislocations, cries of pain echoing everywhere.
Witnessing Jiang Yunkai’s prowess, those thugs finally realized they had hit a brick wall and backed away, having no courage to continue fighting. Throughout, Jiang Yunkai only used one hand; the other hand remained gripping the tattooed young man’s throat, holding him aloft.
"Wasn’t it you who wanted to make a move just now?" Jiang Yunkai asked coldly, looking at the tattooed young man. "Besides relying on numbers, what else can you do?"
The latter struggled desperately, trying to break free from Jiang Yunkai’s grip, but all his efforts were in vain. Jiang Yunkai’s right hand was like a steel clench, impossible to pry open.
"Let... let go!" The tattooed young man choked out a few words.
Ling Chen walked forward with a smile, signaling Jiang Yunkai to loosen his grip slightly. "Speak up, who told you to act like this?"
Upon hearing Ling Chen’s question, the tattooed young man swallowed hard, stamring, "I... I don’t know what you’re talking about."
"Do you really think I’m dumb? I’ve already said I’m here to find soone. Anyone with any brains would know what business I’m here on. Yet you keep making things difficult for , trying to create trouble. If no one is instigating you from behind, would you dare act like this?"
The young man’s face changed slightly. He opened his mouth but couldn’t say a word for a long ti.
"Kai, since he doesn’t want to talk, there’s no point in him keeping his mouth. Might as well render it useless." Ling Chen said coolly.
Jiang Yunkai nodded, pulling out a dagger from his pocket, ready to shove it into the young man’s mouth. Seeing Jiang Yunkai’s action, the tattooed young man instantly panicked, crying out desperately.
"I’ll... I’ll talk, I’ll talk..."
Ling Chen gave a look, and Jiang Yunkai understood imdiately, taking the tattooed young man away. Monts later, Jiang Yunkai returned, entering the restaurant with Ling Chen and Little Hua. After the earlier lesson, no one dared stop them this ti.
Inside the restaurant, there were quite a few people, all in their twenties, looking like henchn sitting indifferently, smoking and making the restaurant filled with smoke and the air very polluted.
At the central round table sat a dozen or so slightly older n. Ling Chen took a glance and finally fixed his gaze on Tang Guolun.
Locking eyes, Ling Chen walked straight to Tang Guolun’s side and sat down. Ling Chen’s arrival drew a lot of attention, and everyone observed the young man in his twenties.
"Mr. Ling has such a grand deanor, making all of us wait for you alone."
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