School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 345 - 392 Rival in Love

Chapter 345: Chapter 392 Rival in Love

"Didn’t you want me to kneel down and kowtow? I haven’t even started yet, so why are you running away?"

Chen Nan grabbed Han Yuting’s hand, took a few steps forward, lifted his foot, and patted it on Pheasant’s face, "Brother Pheasant, right? Do you not know why I hit you?"

Pheasant hurriedly nodded, "I know, I know!"

"Then tell me, why did I hit you?" Chen Nan squatted down, patted the back of his head, and said with a smile.

As the leader of the local gangsters, Pheasant had never been patted on the head like this. He was extremely disgruntled inside, but he didn’t dare to lash out, nodding repeatedly, "Because I, Little Pheasant, failed to recognize a great person like you, Brother Nan, and showed disrespect."

"What Little Pheasant? Brother Pheasant, you’re far too modest," Chen Nan teased with a smile, "So, do you have any objections to me hitting you?"

"None, absolutely none!"

Pheasant nodded continuously, lying through his teeth, "I, Little Pheasant, did something wrong, and it’s only right that you, Brother Nan, punish me. Even if you had crippled me instead of just kicking me, I would have deserved it."

Pheasant kept admitting his mistakes, hoping only that Chen Nan would let him go so he could live to seek revenge later.

Chen Nan scratched his head, "So Brother Pheasant, are you saying that I didn’t hit you hard enough?"

"This..."

Pheasant shivered all over and kept silent.

In his heart, he cursed nonstop, Damn it, that kick nearly shattered my lungs, and you call that light?

"Slap..."

Chen Nan suddenly slapped Pheasant’s face, "I’m asking you a question, make some noise!"

"F*ck..."

Pheasant was hit so hard that he was seething with rage. Just as he was about to curse back, he remembered the situation at hand and swallowed his words, gritting his teeth, "Brother Nan, I really know I was wrong. I’ll never dare to do it again. I beg your forgiveness."

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Chen Nan slapped him three times in a row, leaving Pheasant dizzy and missing two teeth.

"Brother Pheasant, it’s not that I’m violent by nature, but you didn’t answer the question properly, so I had to punish you," Chen Nan sighed, "Tell me, do you think I hit you too lightly?"

Pheasant gritted his teeth bitterly. If looks could kill, Chen Nan would have died countless times over.

"Brother Nan, it’s not light at all, truly not light, so heavy that my face is swollen," Pheasant said, covering his face.

Chen Nan stood up, smiling, "Good, very good, stand up."

Thinking Chen Nan planned to let him go, Pheasant quickly climbed up, his face full of excitement. He was about to say some nice words and then take off, planning to seek revenge later, but just at that moment—

"Bang!"

Chen Nan suddenly kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying seven meters away before tumbling on the ground, screaming in agony, almost losing consciousness.

"Damn it, I hit you so lightly, and you dare to accuse me of hitting you hard," Chen Nan said as he walked away with Han Yuting, cursing as he went.

Pheasant, clutching his stomach on the ground, rolled in pain. Unable to contain his fury any longer, he cursed, "Chen Nan, you son of a bitch, I will kill you sooner or later!"

"Slap..."

Chen Nan kicked him in the stomach again, "Go ahead, curse me one more time."

Twisted in pain, Pheasant curled up, his shirt already soaked in cold sweat, and covered in dust, he looked extremely pitiful.

He really wanted to curse Chen Nan’s ancestors for eighteen generations, but the pain in his body told him not to act rashly against an immediate threat, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger, saying, "I’m sorry, Brother Nan, I misspoke."

"Now you realize you were wrong? Were you blind earlier?" Chen Nan walked over and stared at him, "Who put you up to this?"

The pheasant dared not hide anything and hastily said, "It was Wang... Young Master Wang, it was Young Master Wang!"

"Who is Young Master Wang?"

"Wang Zhikai, your love rival Wang Zhikai," the pheasant hurried to explain.

He knew a bit about why Wang Zhikai wanted to beat up Chen Nan, understanding that Wang Zhikai resorted to dirty tricks because he couldn’t win over a woman against Chen Nan.

Chen Nan was startled for a moment, then he remembered—the rich second generation he had encountered last night on the road while going to get a fake marriage certificate with Eastern Yun Fei seemed to be named Wang Zhikai.

"So it’s this dumbass!"

Chen Nan let out a cold laugh, planning to have the pheasant call Wang Zhikai over, but just then, a ringtone sounded. The pheasant’s phone was ringing.

Chen Nan reached out and took his phone. The caller ID displayed two words—Young Master!

The pheasant said, "He mentioned he would come over to see the show. Now he must be unsure of the way, so he’s calling to ask for directions."

Chen Nan nodded, "Tell him you’ve already beaten me up badly and that he should hurry over."

"OK, I’ll listen to Brother Nan!"

The pheasant quickly answered the call: "Young Master Wang, it’s all taken care of. Why haven’t you arrived yet?"

"I’m at the crossroads and don’t know which way to go. Which direction are you in?" Wang Zhikai said.

The pheasant hurriedly explained their precise location and then hung up, telling Chen Nan, "He’s on his way. He should arrive in two minutes."

Chen Nan nodded, "Good. When he gets here, give him a beating for me."

"That..."

The pheasant hesitated upon hearing this.

Chen Nan’s face turned cold, "Is there a problem?"

The pheasant shivered with fear and quickly said, "No, no problem. I’ll make sure he won’t even recognize his mother!"

Chen Nan smiled with satisfaction, picked up an iron rod, and handed it to the pheasant, "Show me what you’ve got later. I’ll be watching from under the tree nearby. If you dare hold back, you know the consequences."

The pheasant hurriedly nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, Brother Nan, don’t worry, I know what to do."

"Let’s go take a break under that tree, and then we can watch the pheasant’s grand performance," Chen Nan laughed heartily, pulling Han Yuting toward the big tree by the road, while the pheasant’s face turned the color of death, looking even worse than if he had eaten shit.

Han Yuting rolled her eyes at Chen Nan, "Hey, don’t tell me this is the second birthday present you’ve got for me?"

"Of course not. I had no idea they would come to trouble me," Chen Nan shook his head and smiled, "After we enjoy this drama, I’ll take you somewhere else."

Han Yuting scratched her head, "Then can you at least tell me what the second present actually is?"

"The secrets of Heaven cannot be revealed."

Chen Nan shook his head with a smile, mimicking his master with that saying.

Han Yuting pouted, "All secretive. I really want to see what kind of trick you’re planning."

Chen Nan chuckled and said nothing.

Before long, a Lamborghini drove towards them. The pheasant quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the iron rod, and stood up to walk to the middle of the road.

Wang Zhikai got out of the car, laughing loudly, "Pheasant, well done! Where’s that son of a bitch? Where is he?"

"Motherfucker, I’m going to kill you!"

With a fierce shout, the pheasant charged like a mad dog, swinging the iron rod viciously towards Wang Zhikai.