Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 201 - 201 197 Being Followed and Trapped

201: Chapter 197: Being Followed and Trapped 201: Chapter 197: Being Followed and Trapped The party continued until eleven o’clock at night when it finally began to wind down.

But at half-past ten, Shen Yan left early.

Before leaving, she made a point of saying goodbye to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to thank her for the concert tickets she had given him last time.

At the last matchmaking event, he had intended to buy a front-row ticket through Shen Yan.

To his surprise, Shen Yan was very generous and immediately had someone deliver ten front-row tickets to him in a hurry.

The tickets, worth tens of thousands, were a small matter.

It was the favor that mattered, and he would have to find an opportunity to repay it.

“Hehe, you’re welcome.

It’s just a few tickets,” Shen Yan said with an indifferent smile.

“If you really want to thank me, then you can give me a few of your concert tickets.”

Faced with Shen Yan’s relentless encouragement in pursuing a music career, Ye Fan could only respond with a wry smile.

Around quarter to eleven, Ye Fan went to collect the antique peach pit he had bid for.

He took it out of the brocade box, held it with a smile playing on his lips and eyes half-closed as he enjoyed its feel.

The little trinket was neither large nor heavy, but it was worth more than gold.

Elders would play with it in their hands, employing techniques like rubbing, pressing, poking, kneading, scraping, and rolling to exercise their fingers, apply pressure to acupoints on the palms, stimulate the reflex areas of the hands, achieve smooth blood flow through the meridians, stimulate circulation, strengthen the body, exercise the brain, prevent senile dementia, and extend one’s life.

After playing with it for a while, Ye Fan opened his eyes, feeling clear-headed and much brighter.

“Ha ha, this pair of exquisite plaything walnuts will make a perfect gift for my master’s birthday.

He will definitely be very happy,” he muttered proudly to himself.

“Since joining the military, it’s been six years since I was able to attend his birthday feast.

This year I finally have the chance, and I must put on a good show.”

Carefully placing the plaything walnuts back in the brocade box, Ye Fan took the box and returned to the party hall, then left the Yun Qi clubhouse together with Bobo and Zhao Shuaijiang.

Zhou Hongzhi, who had been watching Ye Fan, also left the Yun Qi clubhouse quietly following them.

As for Xiao Yichen, feeling guilty, he left only after six or seven minutes.

Once they got out of the Yun Qi clubhouse parking lot, Zhao Shuaijiang and Tang Mingyi took different routes and departed, while Ye Fan and Bobo headed in the same direction for a while before splitting off.

After driving for a distance, Ye Fan noticed five or six cars following closely behind them, a cold smile appearing on his face.

He took out his phone and called Bobo, “It seems we’re being followed, by about six cars.”

“Hehe,” Bobo not only was not afraid but actually seemed excited, “Bro Ye, why don’t we beat them up before calling the police, how about that?”

“That’s not a good idea,” Ye Fan said with a casual smile, “Let’s just deal with the beating part.

Calling the police is too much hassle; it will delay us from getting home and sleeping.”

“Okay, got it,” Bobo responded.

So, Ye Fan and Bobo drove towards a more secluded area.

Zhou Hongzhi sat in the passenger seat of his BMW, eyes glued to Ye Fan’s car, while calling Xiao Yichen, “Young Master Xiao, I’ve got that guy’s car in my sights.

Unless he drives into a police station, he’s dead tonight!”

After about ten to twenty minutes, Ye Fan and Bobo intentionally drove to a quiet street, only to have a car suddenly appear ahead, blocking the road and forcing them to stop.

At the same time, the cars following from behind quickly moved in to block them in.

After getting out of their car, Ye Fan stood with his arms crossed, calmly watching as a bunch of fierce and brawny men in black rushed out from the cars that had trapped them.

Bobo also got out of the car and cozied up to Ye Fan, jokingly said, “Brother Ye, you’ve got to protect me later.”

“Have you ever been in a real fight?” Ye Fan asked Bobo as if there was no one else around.

“I’ve participated in some taekwondo and karate competitions, but I’ve never really fought in the streets,” Bobo replied.

While they were talking, their pursuers had completely exited their vehicles.

“Ha ha, Ye Fan, bet you didn’t see this coming!” Zhou Hongzhi said with a look of arrogance and pride.

He had called for eighteen people, each of whom was particularly good at fighting, and they had even brought weapons like sticks and steel pipes.

“People don’t die unless they ask for it,” Ye Fan said with a light smile.

After speaking, his figure suddenly flashed, and he darted towards the group of men in black behind Zhou Hongzhi as fast as lightning.

Bang bang bang…

Ah ah ah…

Bobo watched, unable to keep up, as the black-clad men were sent flying through the air, screaming in agony before rolling several meters away, unable to get up again.

“Now, how should I go about hitting you?” Ye Fan turned around, took a couple of steps closer, and looked down at Zhou Hongzhi from a short distance, his smile cold, he asked.

Zhou Hongzhi still maintained the arrogant laughter from before, his mouth wide open, not snapping back to reality until after Ye Fan had finished speaking, at which point he retreated in utter terror.

However, Ye Fan nonchalantly reached out his long arm and had already grabbed Zhou Hongzhi by the collar, lifting him into mid-air.

Slap!

Slap!

The sound of two resounding slaps caused Zhou Hongzhi’s face to swell up immediately.

“Big brother, stop hitting, I—I give up, I’ll pay you…” Zhou Hongzhi pleaded with a crying tone.

Ye Fan sneered, “Oh, so being rich is a big deal?”

With that, Ye Fan raised his right hand.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Three more loud slaps followed.

“Wuu, what do you want then?” Zhou Hongzhi cried, his speech unclear because his mouth was swollen, “Please, spare me.”

Bobo walked over, snorted with disdain, and said, “You cry like a woman after just a couple of slaps.”

Then, she said to Ye Fan, “Brother Ye, there’s no fun in hitting this kind of person, better make him cough up some money.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m willing to pay, I’m willing to pay,” Zhou Hongzhi hurriedly shouted, “One million, I’ll give you one million!”

“Pfft, one million to shoo away a beggar!” Bobo said contemptuously, “Brother Ye, I think we should just break his legs, crush his hands, and stomp his ‘vitality’ into pulp.”

Zhou Hongzhi was immediately so frightened that he wet himself, yelling in panic, “Three million!

No, five million!

I’m willing to give you five million!”

“Five million is barely acceptable,” Bobo said, “How are you going to pay us?

You’re not planning to let us let you go and then immediately find others or call the police and falsely accuse us of extortion, are you?”

“How dare I, how dare I, there’s no way I could defeat Brother Ye even with more people,” Zhou Hongzhi hastily denied.

Indeed, it was an honest response; Ye Fan’s recent show of force was clearly so frightening that Zhou Hongzhi dared not resort to violence against Ye Fan ever again.

Bobo declared proudly, “Actually, if you call the police, we’re not afraid at all.

Ever heard of the Bobo family?”

“Of course I have,” Zhou Hongzhi replied instinctively, then realizing who he was dealing with, his eyes widened in fear, exclaiming, “You—you’re from the Bobo family?”

As it turned out, Zhou Hongzhi’s family, though wealthy, wasn’t high-ranking enough to be acquainted with Bobo.

Bobo sniffed arrogantly.

Zhou Hongzhi realized he had offended someone he absolutely should not have, someone even his father couldn’t afford to offend.

At this moment, Ye Fan tossed Zhou Hongzhi onto the ground.

Ignoring the pain, Zhou Hongzhi scrambled to his feet, walked up to Bobo, and obsequiously grinned while bowing, “Hehe, my bad for not recognizing a great person, Miss Bobo, please let me off.

I’m willing to compensate you ten million for the emotional distress.”

Bobo glanced at Zhou Hongzhi from the corner of her eye and said, “You think you can produce ten million?”

“Definitely not myself, but my dad can.

I only ask Miss Bobo to show mercy, spare me and my family,” Zhou Hongzhi begged, “And also, I plead for Brother Ye to grant his benevolence.”

Bobo turned to Ye Fan and said, “Ye Fan, give him your bank account number.

He wouldn’t dare deceive us.”

Zhou Hongzhi hurriedly said, “Even if it killed me, I wouldn’t dare to trick you, to deceive the Bobo family.”

Ye Fan laughed a bit speechlessly and nodded in agreement with Bobo’s suggestion.

Zhou Hongzhi immediately took out his phone and said while bowing in front of Ye Fan, “Brother Ye…”

“‘Brother Ye’ is also what you’re calling?” Bobo glared and scolded.

Zhou Hongzhi quickly said, “Yes, yes, I’m not worthy, I’m not worthy.

Master Ye, Grandfather Ye, please say your bank account number, and I will record it on my phone, with the money transferred by tomorrow afternoon at five o’clock at the latest.”

Ye Fan repeated his bank account number.

After Zhou Hongzhi had taken note of the account number, Ye Fan suddenly warned sternly, “Remember, you can’t tell anyone about what happened tonight!

Especially, you must not reveal any information about my skills!”

The feat of instantly defeating eighteen armed thugs was quite shocking, and Ye Fan didn’t want too many people to know.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Zhou Hongzhi agreed in a rush, “You can rest assured, even if the Jade Emperor himself asked me, I would never dare let it slip.”