C5 What Do I Hate the Most

"Yang Chen, have you prepared the money I told you to prepare yesterday? The brothers are waiting for the money to go eat breakfast and drink wine. " Chen Feng spun a silver chain in his hand and leaned forward with a strange smile on his face.

Anxious, Old Lee stood in front of Yang Chen and shouted, "Chen Feng, don't go too far! Even if your father, Boss Chen, is the boss of this area, what qualifications do you have to collect protection fees!? Boss Chen had said long ago that those who don't open a shop don't need to pay protection fees, do you think we don't know!? "

Chen Feng's father, Chen Dehai, was one of the top gangsters in West Region, otherwise Chen Feng would not have been so brazen as to collect fees for his protection. Now that he heard that Old Lee was using his father to pressure him, a cold glint flashed across Chen Feng's eyes, "Old thing, who do you think you are? I'm collecting protection fees because I thought highly of you. Don't refuse a toast and eat a forfeit! "

"You …" After saying that, Old Lee also realized that he had almost offended Boss Chen. After all, they were father and son, so what did he count as? However, he just couldn't swallow his anger. Just as he wanted to speak up for Yang Chen, he was stopped by Yang Chen from behind.

Yang Chen frowned and touched his forehead with a headache. After pulling Old Lee back, he said lightly to Liu Tie, "You are..." Chen Feng, right? I'll call you Brother Qiong Feng, so don't look for trouble. I'm a person who thinks it's troublesome. However, I don't have any money on me today. I'll give it to you in a few days.

"Hey!" One of his lackeys laughed loudly, "Brother Feng, this brat thinks he's the boss. If he tells us to go back, then we'll go back?"

The other hooligans also laughed maniacally, and even hooted, "Let's teach this kid a lesson."

Chen Feng looked as though he had seen the funniest joke in the world. However, he was angered by Yang Chen's words and laughed sinisterly, "Yang Chen, say it again if you have the guts. Do you believe that I will cut off your tongue …" At the end of his words, he revealed a fierce and ruthless expression.

Yang Chen's impatient expression suddenly turned cold. He looked at Wu Tie with a complicated look, "Do you know what I hate the most?"

"What …"

Without waiting for Chen Feng to finish, Chen Feng suddenly felt his body flying in the air! Next, his abdomen twisted in pain as his body slammed into the roadside trash heap! The bits of vegetable, leaf and fish meat had corroded his entire body. His clothes had been soaked in rotten water!

"I hate being threatened the most …"

Yang Chen stood at the spot where Chen Feng originally stood, as if pushing him casually. He withdrew his outstretched hand.

Chen Feng was beaten until he was dizzy. At the same time, the smell of blood came from his nose and mouth, the rotten smell from the garbage heap entered his nose and instantly made him retch!

"This brat dares to hit our Big Brother Feng, he's courting death!"

"Beat him to death!"

The hoodlums didn't understand the situation and saw their boss get beaten. With their numbers, they didn't think too much about how Yang Chen did it. A swarm of chaotic fists and kicks swarmed forward!

Yang Chen was too lazy to watch, no matter how hard they punched and kicked, he just caught them with his hands and dragged them to the side of the road.

The hoodlums only felt their hands or feet being clamped down by a huge force. Their bodies couldn't help but be sent flying into the air, and they immediately crashed into the hard concrete floor, screaming in pain.

Everyone saw that even Yang Chen's hair was unharmed. They finally knew that they couldn't beat him. Even Chen Feng, who just crawled up from the trash heap, was sweating cold sweat! He had seen some methods to retire from the special forces in his father's hands. Those people were all trump cards in his father's hands, so it was easy to fight them one against ten. However, even those few people did not possess such strength. With such speed, instantly sending five or six people flying was as easy as throwing a cat or dog. It had to be known that although these hooligans had never practiced martial arts, they had all grown up fighting. How could an average person possibly beat them up?

"Let's go!" Although Chen Feng was angry to the point that his teeth were itching, he didn't have the time to care about face. At this moment, when he saw Yang Chen's calm face, he was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost.

Old Lee and the surrounding crowd were all cheering for Yang Chen's prowess. These hooligans were used to being domineering, so the small vendors were all afraid of them. Today, Yang Chen's actions naturally made them vent their anger. However, these people did not dare to get too close to Yang Chen. After all, Chen Feng was not scary, but if his father, Chen Dehai, came to clean up Yang Chen, they were all afraid of being implicated.

Old Lee was extremely excited, "I say, Yang, I didn't expect you to be so skilled. Did you learn martial arts before?"

"Yes, I've learned a bit." Yang Chen didn't want to say much. In fact, if Chen Feng didn't push him too far and offend him, he would rather die than to fight in the busy city. However, as he had told Chen Feng, he had his own principles — hated being threatened the most! Perhaps, no matter how much he wanted to keep a low profile, he would be unable to erase such a strange habit because he had the dignity of an expert!

He started to worry: "Yang, you finally beat Zhou Tie back, but if he called his father Chen Dehai over, what would you do? You have to know that Chen Dehai is one of the two big gangs in West Region, and one of the most important people in West Union Society. Nobody would dare to provoke him in this area!"

West Union Society huh … Yang Chen didn't think much of it and smiled. He suddenly said to Old Lee, "Do you have cigarettes?"

Seeing Yang Chen's nonchalant look, Old Lee could only worry. Hearing Yang Chen ask for a cigarette, he forced a smile and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to quit smoking?"

"Forget it, I'm not going to give up on smoking. I'm not used to not smoking after beating someone up." Yang Chen sighed silently in his heart. He never thought that Chen Dehai was someone from the West Union Society, and originally wanted to avoid getting involved with these people, so he didn't want to interact much with Qiangwei.

Old Lee took out a bag of one-fifty cents orchids from his pocket, and ordered some for Yang Chen, "I'm poor, so I can only choose the cheapest cigarettes. "You can smoke this Yan Lie if you want."

"Hiss …" Yang Chen, on the other hand, twitched his mouth in great enjoyment and said with a grin: "That's right, I'm going to flame."

"Young people, it's better not to smoke so much. It hurts your body." Old Lee comforted him with a smile.

Yang Chen smiled. In his heart, he thought, "If smoking can hurt my body, then all my years of training have gone to waste."

After a short break, the two began to busy themselves with their business. Yang Chen also started to heat up the mutton skewers and grill them raw. He even had a skewer in his mouth, treating it as if he was eating breakfast. Although the whole job was dirty, he did it with relish, grinning at the hawkers from time to time.

However, not long after, a police car drove in from the distance. Two policemen and a police officer wearing a white shirt jumped down and walked in front of Yang Chen with a serious expression.

The leading police officer asked coldly: "You are Yang Chen?"