Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 299 - 298: No Compromise on Power? 【Fifth Update, 26k Recommendation Tickets Extra】

Chapter 299: Chapter 298: No Compromise on Power? 【Fifth Update, 26k Recommendation Tickets Extra】

"Ouch, new guy here?" Wei Chen twirled the car keys on his index finger, asking, "Seeing such a luxurious car at the door, I must owe you a lot, huh? Tell me, maybe I can repay you first."

Previously he mentioned, he could no longer remember how many people he owed money to, nor did he know how much he owed each of them.

Anyway, as long as he maintained his own strategies—fight fearlessly, never compromise on force, and keep a balanced budget—he could toy with everyone in between applause.

He feared no one.

However, Lu Xiaobu did not respond to Wei Chen’s question.

Many high-ranking individuals had to speak to him in a pleading tone.

And now some nobody expects him to answer?

"Zhang Meng, open the window, turn on the light."

Lu Xiaobu said indifferently.

The air here is too dense, uncomfortable.

"Yes."

Zhang Meng prepared to open both the windows and the door.

"F***, what the hell are you doing? Are you mistaken about something?"

Wei Chen sneered coldly, instantly ignited.

On his turf, not answering him and acting on their own accord.

This was the type of rookie who doesn’t fear tigers.

Such a person must be taught a lesson.

With that thought, he settled into a lounge chair, resting his hands behind his head fearlessly, "Someone pissed me off today, I’m really upset. If someone helps me release this anger, maybe I can repay one more person."

Upon hearing this, the debt collectors who felt hopeless suddenly saw red, all breathing heavily through their noses.

Especially Wang Changdong, waiting for money for surgery, was like a rutting bull, instantly leaping up and charging towards Lu Xiaobu.

Slap!

Li Jinyi pressed down on Wang Changdong’s head with a slap, immobilizing him.

If it weren’t for the fact that these people were all unfortunate souls desperately needing money, daring to lay a hand on Young Master, this slap would have plastered him against the wall.

"Let me go, let me go." Wang Changdong roared with bloodshot eyes: "I need money, for my daughter, I need money."

"Let him sleep."

Lu Xiaobu said flatly.

Those pitiable are also despicable.

Although he didn’t know this person’s troubles, anyone who chooses to sacrifice others for their own benefit in the first instance.

Perhaps he shouldn’t be hated, but he surely doesn’t deserve sympathy!

"Yes."

Li Jin responded, fingers as sharp as a knife, lightly tapping a critical nerve on Wang Changdong’s neck.

Wang Changdong instantly rolled his eyes back and fell unconscious.

Li Jin gently hooked and laid Wang Changdong in the corner.

Such scenes are usually only seen on TV, but in reality, it is achievable.

But the prerequisite is, like Li Jin, one must be able to control the force precisely and with finesse.

Only then can they ensure not causing lifelong disabilities or concussion!

Seeing this scene, the other debt collectors gasped in shock.

They were afraid.

A slap that could knock a person out, even if they all banded together, could they withstand even a few slaps?

Money is important, but life is more valuable!

"Still someone trained?" Wei Chen burst into rage. "However, this is my turf, you want to repay, even if you’re a dragon coil around, a tiger must lie down!"

"Slap!"

Just then, Zhang Meng turned the light on.

Those accustomed to the dark were suddenly dazzled by the bright light, squinting their eyes.

Wei Chen was no exception.

Already in a furious state, he was further provoked by the blinding light and Lu Xiaobu’s autonomous actions, descending into madness!

"Do you f***ing believe I won’t let you walk out of here?!"

Wei Chen roared, squinting.

Lu Xiaobu couldn’t be bothered to speak, waved his hand.

Zhang Meng immediately nodded, approached Wei Chen, and grabbed his collar.

"What are you doing!? F***!"

Wei Chen struggled immediately.

But how could he possibly get away from Zhang Meng’s grip?

Zhang Meng exerted a little force, and Wei Chen was thrown onto the ground in front.

Falling flat on his face!

At that moment, Li Xide also found a clean chair in the room, wiped and wiped it, then placed it behind Lu Xiaobu.

Lu Xiaobu sat in the chair, looking down at Wei Chen in front of him: "Tell me, who gave you the courage to play the deadbeat with me?"

"F**k you..."

Wei Chen hadn’t even raised his head yet, and the curse had already come out!

His internal rage had completely devoured his reason, being accustomed to being treated like a lord, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?!

"Smack!"

Zhang Meng went up and slapped him.

"Splat!"

Wei Chen directly spit out two broken teeth, his face covered in blood.

Those debt collectors were all shocked silly!

Who exactly is this person?!

So domineering?!

This king of deadbeats from the start until now actually has no room to resist!

Even cursing gets him hit?!

They couldn’t help but cheer secretly in their hearts—so damn satisfying!

But as satisfying as it was, they were more worried.

After all, anyone can slap someone, but how many would have the courage not to care about the money and also not fear retaliation?!

They started to speculate in their hearts, just how much money Wei Chen owed this lord.

To strike him so ruthlessly!

Regarding the seven or eight thousand Lu Xiaobu previously mentioned?

They didn’t believe a word!

Just for seven or eight thousand?

Then what about the hundreds of thousands they were dealing with?

Murder?!

They guessed maybe he understated the amount by a "ten thousand"!

Wei Chen was also scared by Zhang Meng’s slap, although he still held anger and ruthlessness in his heart, he didn’t dare to show it openly anymore.

You bunch of losers wait and see, we’ll settle the accounts—just you wait!

"How much do I actually owe you?"

Wei Chen dared not utter a single curse word, covering his swollen mouth to ask.

"It’s me asking you, answer me, who gave you the courage to play the deadbeat with me?"

Lu Xiaobu said indifferently.

"You!"

Wei Chen bit down hard on his teeth.

Feeling utterly humiliated.

He didn’t expect his initial strategy, the non-compromise through force strategy, to be completely shattered!

So, he had to lift his head and take a look at Lu Xiaobu’s face.

However, Lu Xiaobu’s face made him startled.

Although he genuinely couldn’t remember how many people he had borrowed money from, nor the amount from each.

Yet, as he had racked his brain to borrow money, he at least had some impression of each person he borrowed money from.

However, he had no recollection of Lu Xiaobu’s face at all.

No, not that there was no recollection at all, it seemed there was a different impression.

But regarding borrowing money...

Absolutely none!

Could it be that this person was called by someone else to deal with him?!

However, he didn’t recognize him, but someone did.

"You are Lu Xiaobu?! No, no, Young Master Bu?!"

Jiao Xinkai’s pupils dilated, his mouth agape, looking at Lu Xiaobu in disbelief.

He recognized him, finally recognized him!

This was the renowned Lu Xiaobu, Young Master Bu!

Has Wei Chen gone mad?

Daring to owe money to Lu Xiaobu?

How many lives does he have to spare?!

Hearing that he had been recognized, Lu Xiaobu showed no reaction.

Recognized or not, what did it matter?

His identity had nothing to do with him coming to collect debts.

It also had nothing to do with the fact that he had asked Wei Chen twice, and Wei Chen still daring not to answer his question!