"Also, I must say, these people really are reckless and indeed ready to sell their lives, but they have very tricky tastes and are very pragmatic. Throwing money at them is the ideal solution, but you need to consider your own situation, which is currently quite difficult."
Unnoticed, the cigarette had already burned to its end, and Ye Tian’s fingers accidentally got burned, causing him to quickly retract them.
Chen Yang, Chen Yue, Chen Xing.
Sun, Moon, Stars—Chen Pingrui really did save effort, taking all those celestial bodies and naming his daughters after them; he’s quite a rough father.
Upon arriving at the airport, Pig Hu directly got out of the car to board the plane. According to Ye Tian, those who are reckless are really brave, and those who are defiant simply haven’t met someone they respect yet. Holding a Huaxia bank card that even Ye Tian himself wasn’t sure how much money it contained, Pig Hu walked into the terminal.
That card was given to him by Mo Yan, supposedly containing a lot of money. Ye Tian, who was subsidized in the army, later took on special tasks and occasionally earned some extra money which quickly dispersed. He had intended to spend his whole life in the army, but later events continually put that desire on hold. Before Pig Hu left, he told him that he could spend the money on the card indiscriminately and not to let anyone think we were bastards impoverished of dignity.
The worldly society is like an ocean, in which there are plankton frolicking on the surface and dragons hiding at the bottom. Although Ye Tian had decent martial arts skills in the eyes of others, he knew the deep and treacherous nature of this society, thereby showing great interest in the people Pig Hu described. According to the old saying, these people make their living on the edge of the knife, inherently aggressive, with lives governed solely by their own eyes—if they see something they don’t like, they kill!
The knife is good, it just depends on how you use it.
Now with enemies at hand, there’s no time for hesitation. Zhang Houtu and Zhang Daniu, being too noticeable due to their sizes, stayed behind to guard the home, but outside affairs definitely couldn´t be handled by Xu Qingyang alone; Pig Hu’s men must be recruited!
According to Zheng Xinru, Chen Xing’s flight was to arrive at four. Ye Tian stood outside the airport terminal, looking at the passing crowd, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand. It´s not that he was trying to act cool; forgetting to bring a lighter has always been his bad habit.
High heels, shorts, a belly-baring top, big sunglasses, and that head of golden curly hair. It was her, the Golden Lion King, no doubt about it.
Ye Tian might misjudge, but he wouldn’t mistake the effeminate Little Bun walking with a swaying behind her, Nan.
Eunuch Rui’s Audi A4, who doesn’t know it. From afar, Chen Xing saw her father’s car parked there, wondering who was there to pick her up, only to see Ye Tian step out of the car, standing there with a cheerful smile.
That change from his security guard uniform really made a difference. Ye Tian, dressed in a suit and shoes beside the Audi, really looked somewhat like a gentleman from a prominent family. If not for his buzz cut, some girl might have chased after him on the spot.
Chen Xing had no affection for this slick and unconventional security guard. That day at the Jade Market, if not for seeing him get a good stone for her, she would have kicked him out of the Fengyue Lake villa long ago. She snorted coldly, and both Chen Xing and Little Bun got into the car.
Ye Tian didn’t actively court rejection; any fool could see the young lady’s attitude wasn’t great, so why bother seeking trouble.
The car hadn’t started yet, and Ye Tian had just pulled up the handbrake when Chen Xing from the back seat commanded, "Nan, drive."
Hearing the order, Little Bun had just unlocked the car door and was about to get out, but a massive jolt of inertia pushed her back into her seat. A strong wave of dizziness hit her, and Golden Lion King Chen Xing also felt dizzy, knocking the back of his head heavily against the headrest. His sunglasses slid down from his nose.
A disheveled Chen Xing yelled at Ye Tian, "Are you crazy? Stop the car!"
Ye Tian was too busy to care about Chen Xing. When they had parked, he noticed two cars nearby, a BMW Q7 and a Land Cruiser, that hadn’t moved at all during the half-hour wait for Chen Xing, nor did anyone come in or out. Clearly, there was a problem. Handing over the driving to that effeminate guy? That’s asking for trouble!
Little Bun sat there staring wide-eyed. Ye Tian couldn’t be bothered with her. I’m not afraid of your master, let alone you!
Soon, two cars followed from behind, the very same two from earlier, a BMW Q7 and a Land Cruiser, both tailing Ye Tian’s black Audi A4 very closely.
Seeing Ye Tian glancing constantly at the rearview mirror, Chen Xing, though slow, realized trouble was brewing. But being Chen Pingrui’s daughter, and having a slyly loyal mother, she had some courage. Unlike Little Bun’s frantic screaming, Chen Xing calmly buckled her seatbelt, tapped Ye Tian on the shoulder, and said, "Drive safely, and after I make it home safely, I’ll give you two hundred thousand... Ah!"
An awesome drift made the usually calm Chen Xing totally lose her cool; amidst extreme tension, she let out a shriek.
The tires screeched fiercely against the ground, and as the sharp sound of rubber friction faded, a long, perfectly curved skid mark was left on the road.
The robust performance and superior speed of the Land Cruiser allowed it to gradually overtake Ye Tian’s car by its side. Watching the white Land Cruiser slowly move ahead, Ye Tian began to feel anxious. It seemed like the enemy intended to stop him using a pincer maneuver.
"Ah! Ah! Ye Tian, you big villain, you’re so bad! I just got off the plane, and you treat me , you’re so bad!..."
Feeling extremely anxious inside and having a nagging man in the backseat only fueled his anger. Ye Tian reached out to grab Little Bun by the collar, pulling him halfway through the gap between the seats, both glaring into each other’s eyes—Ye Tian with his wide eyes.
"If you dare to yell again, believe it or not, I’ll slap you twice hard!"
Perhaps intimidated by Ye Tian’s glaring eyes, Little Bun was temporarily dazed and stood motionless.
Swiftly, two hefty slaps flew across, and Little Bun’s eyes instantly welled up with shiny tears, yet he dared not utter a sound. Seeing the desired effect achieved, Ye Tian carelessly threw him back.
"Buckle your seatbelt! Stop your crying and wailing, can’t you act a bit like a