Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 97 Removing Pants

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Removing Pants

Song Xiaoru hastily said, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it was just my brother acting impulsively for a moment, I’ll pay for your pants, eight thousand is eight thousand, we’ll compensate."

Chen Zixu glared and said, "Humph, do you think just paying for a pair of pants will settle it? That was before, now he has hit me, hit my friend? You think this is over just like that?"

"Then... what do you propose we do?" Song Xiaoru tugged at Song Xiaodong, who was about to speak, and asked with a pained expression.

"What to do?" Chen Zixu glanced at Song Xiaoru and Lin Su’er and said, "It’s simple, give us a million, and we’ll let him off. Otherwise... humph!"

"A million?" Song Xiaoru and Lin Su’er both exclaimed in shock.

Chen Zixu snorted and said, "What’s the matter? Did you think we’re people you can hit just like that? Do you have any idea how much our face is worth? You made us lose face here, asking for a million is already asking you for less."

Song Xiaoru’s mouth twitched, then she gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I’ll give it to you."

When Song Xiaoru said this, it somewhat stunned Chen Zixu. His actual target was the two beauties, Song Xiaoru and Lin Su’er, and the mention of a million was to scare the other party, waiting for them to be unable to pay so he could put forward other demands.

Song Xiaoru emphasized, "I really will pay you guys, so can we consider this matter settled then?"

Chen Zixu’s mouth twitched, and if he really took their money, wouldn’t that make him just like those petty extortioners? That would be even more shameful. He glared and said, "No, it’s not a matter of money. The main thing is about face. Do you think Chen Zixu is someone who lacks money? This guy hit us, so I want him... to kneel down and apologize, and also crawl between our legs, then we’ll consider this over, and I don’t want a penny from you."

Song Xiaoru immediately shook her head resolutely and said, "No way, I’d rather pay you than let my brother be humiliated under you."

Chen Zixu’s eyes widened as he said, "Kneel down and crawl under me, and it’s as if you’ve earned a million? And you still refuse to do it? Do you know if I told others to do this, they’d agree immediately?"

This really did hit home for most people. If they could only choose one, they’d definitely opt to kneel, not willing to part with a million.

Song Xiaoru still firmly said, "We are already seriously trying to resolve the issue. Sir, if you continue to press us like this, that would be too much."

Chen Zixu glared and said, "So what if I’m being too much? Now there’s only one way, both of you give me a kiss, and then let this kid kneel down and admit his fault, or else this matter isn’t over, humph! In this city, if I want to make life hell for you, you have absolutely no chance to fight back."

Song Xiaodong pulled Song Xiaoru and said, "Sister, let me handle this. Some people, the more face you give them, the more arrogant they become. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."

Song Xiaoru turned her head to look at Song Xiaodong, and from his eyes, she saw certainty, saw steadiness, which made her involuntarily nod. She had always seen Song Xiaodong as the troublemaker he had been, but now Song Xiaodong had grown up, he had become capable, and no longer needed her to shield him from the storm. Now, it was his turn to stand up for her, to hold up that big protective umbrella for her.

Song Xiaodong took a step forward, facing Chen Zixu, who reflexively stepped back, but, feeling that it showed weakness, immediately stepped forward again, glaring and saying, "Kid, if you dare to make a move, you’re dead for sure."

Song Xiaodong’s mouth formed a sly smile and asked, "What did you say in the beginning? Was it about your pants getting wet, and that we should compensate you?"

"Exactly!" Chen Zixu lifted his chin.

With a mischievous smile, Song Xiaodong said, "Fine, let’s settle our accounts one by one, starting with your pants." As he spoke, he reached out.

Chen Zixu instantly recoiled in fear, not getting hit, while Song Xiaodong held up his phone and said, "I’m just borrowing your phone for a second."

As Song Xiaodong unlocked Chen Zixu’s phone, he added himself on WeChat and transferred eight thousand yuan to Chen Zixu, saying, "There, now I’ve transferred eight thousand to you, that should compensate for your pants, right?"

Chen Zixu, confused by Song Xiaodong’s actions, glanced at his phone and indeed there was a transfer of eight thousand yuan. He snorted and said, "Don’t think this settles it. I don’t need your lousy money."

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "I know, let’s take our time calculating."

The crowd secretly sneered, thinking that just moments ago, this tough young man might stage a show of defiance against the wealthy, but now he seemed just as submissive, which was quite disappointing.

Wang Xiaoqiang and Li Gang came over as well, but neither of them spoke. Based on their understanding of Song Xiaodong, they knew this matter wouldn’t be so simple.

Song Xiaodong put away his phone and said, "Now, the question is, I’ve compensated you for the pants, so shouldn’t the ownership of these pants belong to me now?"

Chen Zixu was taken aback and unconsciously nodded.

With a light smile, Song Xiaodong said, "That’s great, take off the pants and give them to me."

"What?" Chen Zixu was suddenly wide-eyed.

Song Xiaodong glared and demanded, "These pants are mine now, isn’t it right for me to take back what’s mine if you’re wearing them?"

"You... I..."

"What’s this ’you you me me’? Are you going to take them off yourself, or should I help you? Make it quick," Song Xiaodong leaned in a step, resting his hand on Chen Zixu’s shoulder, his wolf-like gaze fixed on him.

"Do you know who I am? You dare treat me like this?" Chen Zixu was blustering but fearful, wanting to back away, yet felt as if a great weight pressed on his shoulder, leaving him unable to escape.

"Looks like you don’t want to take them off yourself. Fine, then I’ll help you. Everyone, watch closely. He’s wearing my pants, so I’m just taking them back. This isn’t robbery."

Wang Xiaoqiang and Li Gang, both excited, burst out, "Dongzi, let us handle this." Then they rushed over like voracious beasts, reaching for Chen Zixu’s pants.

"Stop! Stop!" Chen Zixu shouted desperately, clutching fiercely at his waistband, then calling out to his other three friends, "Come and help me, guys!"

Song Xiaodong glared and shouted, "Whoever tries to stop me taking my pants back is asking for trouble."