??227: Chapter 216: Despicable Person
227: Chapter 216: Despicable Person
Li Shishi and her father’s company were partners.
The first ti Zheng Ju t her was at a cocktail party.
Even though it was their first eting, Zheng Ju already harbored the intention to claim her for himself.
Despite his persistent efforts over ti, they were all to no avail.
Today, hearing about the opening of a racecourse, Zheng Ju brought a group of friends to relax, but unexpectedly, fate had it that he would encounter Li Shishi here.
He believed it was destiny’s arrangent and planned to create a romantic event here today, not believing that she could resist romance.
But he was wrong.
Li Shishi really didn’t fall for his tactics.
Since that was the case, he could only show his tough side.
So, he called Jiang Niu, but who would have thought that even Jiang Niu couldn’t handle the situation?
Zheng Ju’s father had told him that Jiang Niu was his friend and to seek him out if there was trouble.
Now he was surrounded, and whether he could walk out in one piece was another matter.
Why was his luck so bad?
Song Yun didn’t care what Zheng Ju was thinking.
He walked up to Zheng Ju and stared him down with a piercing gaze.
This guy, if not born into a good family, would probably have been dead by now, still not knowing his place.
Today, if he didn’t take sothing from him, it would be letting him off too easy for all his posturing.
Zheng Ju felt sowhat intimidated under Song Yun’s gaze, but he was also angry.
He thought, damn it, when have I ever been looked at like this?
Do you want to eat
by staring like that?
“Kid, do you now realize how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?” said Song Yun.
“Not everyone is soone you can provoke.”
“I don’t know, I only know that you used unfair ans to win
today,” retorted Zheng Ju stubbornly.
For those who made mistakes and still didn’t know what they did wrong, Song Yun usually ignored them.
But today, this guy had stepped on his interests, and that was unbearable.
His woman hadn’t even been touched by him, yet these few brats thought they could make a move?
They must not mind having their claws broken.
“Never mind whether it was fair or not, I won, didn’t I?”
“Humph, I disdain to use such dirty tricks,” said Zheng Ju, feigning calm.
“Who do you think you are?
Just a small gang leader at most.
My father is soone who can influence the economy of Sunan City.
In terms of family background and power, I am much stronger than you.”
“At ho, even my father doesn’t control .
What right do you have to lecture
today?
Just because you have so many people around you?” scoffed Zheng Ju.
“I’ll even say this—dare to hit .”
Slap!
Song Yun suddenly struck him, his slap both fast and fierce.
Song Yun had never seen such a shaless person, asking to be hit; he had seen people begging him for rcy, using all kinds of ans to kill soone, but never soone asking to be hit.
Since he had asked, Song Yun felt it would be impolite to refuse.
Zheng Ju was caught off-guard and took the blow squarely on his left cheek.
Stumbling backward, he plopped onto the ground and sat there in shock, looking at Song Yun.
Damn it, he had just been talking; he didn’t actually an for Song Yun to hit him.
How could this kid take it so literally?
Zheng Ju, holding his cheek, looked resentfully at Song Yun and said, “Alright, alright, you’re tough, so keep hitting .
Kill
then.”
Right after he spoke, Song Yun charged forward and kicked him.
Bang—Zheng Ju took a kick to the chest and his body bent at a ninety-degree angle as he rolled backward.
That kick was swift, precise, and ruthless.
Zheng Ju felt like his bones were about to fall apart.
It seed this young guy really didn’t play by the rules.
When Zheng Ju finally stopped rolling, he suddenly felt a warm flow from his forehead, touched it and realized he was bleeding.
“Still want to talk tough?” asked Song Yun, mockingly.
“You… you dare to hit people?” asked the short, fat man.
“I graduated with a PhD in Law.
You’ve injured soone, and I will definitely sue you in court to seek justice.”
“Oh?
Law?
With all your legal education, you must have exploited plenty of legal loopholes,” Song Yun retorted, squinting at the man.
“Before the law, everyone is equal.
How could I do such shaless things?” retorted the fat man coldly.
“It’s you people, forming illegal organizations, using violence to disable my brother.
I believe you will definitely be punished legally.”
“Legal punishnt?
Haha, did I hear that wrong?
An uneducated rich kid talking about legal punishnt?” Song Yun laughed loudly, a look of you’re-an-idiot on his face.
“Don’t you know that there are things the law can’t control, and there are people the law can’t touch?”
“It seems I’ve been here too briefly, my thods too light, causing everyone to think I, Song Yun, am an easy target, just a soft persimmon that can be squeezed and destroyed.
Let
tell you, even if I am a persimmon, when you squeeze , I’ll stick to your hand and disgust you thoroughly,” Song Yun said coldly.
Who is Song Yun?
Currently, just a wanderer from the Song Family, but once he returns there, he would be the first heir of the third generation, truly a descendant of dragons and phoenixes.
Would such a person let others squeeze him at will?
Impossible.
Even without any backing, just by his true nature, he wouldn’t let others oppress him.
Since returning to Sunan City, Song Yun had always played a calm, persistent, and sowhat restrained role, but was this his real self?
No, the real him should be unrestrained, carefree, and exude an inherent pride.
“This is my turf, and here, I am the boss,” declared Song Yun, his eyes blazing.
“You co to my place and start trouble and think you have the right?”
Song Yun clapped his hands, and the fifty-odd people scattered, forming a large circle, enclosing Song Yun and his group so that even those outside couldn’t peek in.
A disturbance broke out at the scene, rembering their previous words and how foolish they sounded, threatening the host on his turf.
God, if they could turn back ti, they’d definitely slap themselves; or at least, they should have dealt with him on their own turf.
Song Yun threw the gathered cell phones on the ground with a cold laugh, “You wanted to call ho, right?
Here, I’m giving you the phones now, call as you like.”
The crowd exchanged glances.
After a long wait, confirming Song Yun was serious, they each picked up a phone from the ground and started dialing, not realizing that even this act was a submission to Song Yun.
So, like Bai Mao, were disdainful; he even stepped harshly on the phone twice, burying it in the dirt.
“I won’t make that call, and I don’t believe you can do anything to
today.
You should know, if anything happens to
here, your racecourse is finished, and so is the territory you worked so hard to build.”
“That’s right, if sothing happens to us, my dad won’t let you off,” said the short fat man.
“I know what a cri it is to disable people wantonly.”
“If you let us go and apologize, we might let you off because we are above holding grudges against lesser folks,” added the silent thin man, forgetting although the man before them was powerful, he was only a creature of the underworld, not likely to hurt the sons of important figures at will.
Once they rembered their own stature, they started becoming arrogant again.
Zheng Ju got up from the ground, a streak of blood at the corner of his mouth, and laughed loudly at the sky, “Song Yun, oh Song Yun, you shouldn’t have provoked the four of us.
We may not be able to handle you individually, but once we join forces, we’ll make sure you’re finished.”
Song Yun turned his head, looking helpless at Li Shishi and the others, “These people, they only rember the benefits, not the beatings.
They think if you talk nicely to them, you’re easy to bully, that you have no power or backing, and they feel obliged to bully you, then co to show off.
Only by hitting them hard, making them rember that they’ve been beaten by us, making them tremble when they see us, feeling pain sowhere whenever they think of us, will they talk to us respectfully and maintain the respect they ought to have.
So, if you encounter such people in the future, just slap them hard right away, no need to hold back; maybe if you go easy, they’ll think you’re scared.”
“Humph, what does it matter what you say?
Once my dad arrives, you’re dead,” the fat man said mockingly.
“That’s right, don’t you dare act cowardly when my father cos.
If he sees
like this, he’ll burn down your racecourse,” said the thin man.
“Song Yun, you really think I, Zheng Ju, am easy to provoke?
Humph, Li Shishi, oh Li Shishi, you are also a participant today.
If the Li Family doesn’t give
an explanation, we definitely won’t let this go.”
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